<?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-6576962106337728103</id><updated>2011-12-03T19:05:50.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chasing Rainbows</title><subtitle type='html'>Making a living by doing what we love in a lovely place.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10519162646565146423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5a56MMVCnyY/TtCGFoYMfBI/AAAAAAAABJQ/I7tjrzsZ4sM/s220/012.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>144</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6576962106337728103.post-939594830364396375</id><published>2011-11-25T21:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T07:31:36.694-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer to Fall</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I just went through my pictures to find out what we've been up to since summer.&amp;nbsp; Here it is:&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;-Taylor turned 7 in July&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;-I completed P90X 9 (although I didn't follow the diet)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;-Bren and Neil got married and moved to Bend, OR&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;-We went to Sun River with Jenny's family to visit the newlyweds&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;-I got some of my students to run a race with me...They did awesome!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;-Peter kayaked Wooly Creek&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;-Taylor and I had a "Mommy-Daughter" Date&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;-A new family with five girls moved to the ranch!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;-We took a family trip to the redwoods&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;-Halloween was a success&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;-Sakari got run over, but she's okay now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;-And, it's a beautiful autumn on the ranch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zYGPFPeQdPc/TtB2snDWN9I/AAAAAAAABIE/7XO-Qs33ib8/s1600/P7020018.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zYGPFPeQdPc/TtB2snDWN9I/AAAAAAAABIE/7XO-Qs33ib8/s320/P7020018.JPG" width="320" /&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H8QgfXhxWSw/TtB3mQwXWSI/AAAAAAAABIM/5QW16DNhA7k/s1600/P8180117.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H8QgfXhxWSw/TtB3mQwXWSI/AAAAAAAABIM/5QW16DNhA7k/s320/P8180117.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Annika and Lauryn in Sun River&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table 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/-aqc2gYXEZsQ/TtB4nqFbcTI/AAAAAAAABIc/_qexgPoKOIQ/s1600/P9170048.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aqc2gYXEZsQ/TtB4nqFbcTI/AAAAAAAABIc/_qexgPoKOIQ/s320/P9170048.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Together we took 1st, 3rd, 4th, 6th, 7th and 8th at the Golden Bear Run&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table 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/-1Zymyz-1bG4/TtB-xOO4VHI/AAAAAAAABJE/pYK5rN8osOY/s1600/P8010082.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1Zymyz-1bG4/TtB-xOO4VHI/AAAAAAAABJE/pYK5rN8osOY/s320/P8010082.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;We went to the Wild Cat park, shopping in Grant's Pass, out to lunch, and to the Oregon Caves&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/-TpKPdJirlDY/TtB5NTilXJI/AAAAAAAABIk/030QGrCtTgs/s1600/P9220094.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TpKPdJirlDY/TtB5NTilXJI/AAAAAAAABIk/030QGrCtTgs/s320/P9220094.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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A1vSpuovVj8/TtB4FNy36ZI/AAAAAAAABIU/_bnJk__b68g/s1600/PA300240.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A1vSpuovVj8/TtB4FNy36ZI/AAAAAAAABIU/_bnJk__b68g/s320/PA300240.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nq5kddaRdfw/TtB5vD_rXVI/AAAAAAAABIs/CMCfSrQl_Sg/s1600/PA080187.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nq5kddaRdfw/TtB5vD_rXVI/AAAAAAAABIs/CMCfSrQl_Sg/s320/PA080187.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;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;I just got a new camera for my birthday, so I hope that means that I'll be taking and posting more pictures.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IOMd07DdWhg/TtB69jBajWI/AAAAAAAABI8/YY6Gdv9ZX4M/s1600/010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IOMd07DdWhg/TtB69jBajWI/AAAAAAAABI8/YY6Gdv9ZX4M/s320/010.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/6576962106337728103-939594830364396375?l=peterandkarencole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/feeds/939594830364396375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6576962106337728103&amp;postID=939594830364396375' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/939594830364396375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/939594830364396375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-just-went-through-my-pictures-to-find.html' title='Summer to Fall'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10519162646565146423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5a56MMVCnyY/TtCGFoYMfBI/AAAAAAAABJQ/I7tjrzsZ4sM/s220/012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zYGPFPeQdPc/TtB2snDWN9I/AAAAAAAABIE/7XO-Qs33ib8/s72-c/P7020018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6576962106337728103.post-6293452668399306002</id><published>2011-09-04T15:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T15:13:00.157-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been awful at this thing called blogging.&amp;nbsp; I'll make my excuses later.&amp;nbsp; For now, let's see if these pictures will upload.&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/-ZByKuh2dJRM/TmPz0s_NgCI/AAAAAAAABHc/p2hXc657xvw/s1600/P3260746.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZByKuh2dJRM/TmPz0s_NgCI/AAAAAAAABHc/p2hXc657xvw/s320/P3260746.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lauryn's fourth birthday was on a rainy weekend and only one friend was able to join us.&amp;nbsp; We ate dirt cake and planted flowers.&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aDFpGM34CO8/TmP0YJnFRaI/AAAAAAAABHg/XC-ySsntbhc/s1600/P4240749.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aDFpGM34CO8/TmP0YJnFRaI/AAAAAAAABHg/XC-ySsntbhc/s320/P4240749.JPG" width="320" /&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fnuaQ8TY4sA/TmP0w2kCiYI/AAAAAAAABHk/ZJL3QBhJdAY/s1600/P5180765.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fnuaQ8TY4sA/TmP0w2kCiYI/AAAAAAAABHk/ZJL3QBhJdAY/s320/P5180765.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lauryn and Oliver, who graduated from preschool and is now a kindergartner at Junction.&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/-Pj4rnUHscVo/TmP1SM1lS0I/AAAAAAAABHo/ysHxFMKHN-0/s1600/P5210777.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pj4rnUHscVo/TmP1SM1lS0I/AAAAAAAABHo/ysHxFMKHN-0/s320/P5210777.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The spread for Bren's wedding shower.&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/-juQIF-Mv8RQ/TmP1wSUURXI/AAAAAAAABHs/htbFPRXTDhs/s1600/P6250003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-juQIF-Mv8RQ/TmP1wSUURXI/AAAAAAAABHs/htbFPRXTDhs/s320/P6250003.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The ceremony venue for Bren's wedding.&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/6576962106337728103-6293452668399306002?l=peterandkarencole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/feeds/6293452668399306002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6576962106337728103&amp;postID=6293452668399306002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/6293452668399306002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/6293452668399306002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/2011/09/ive-been-awful-at-this-thing-called.html' title=''/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10519162646565146423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5a56MMVCnyY/TtCGFoYMfBI/AAAAAAAABJQ/I7tjrzsZ4sM/s220/012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZByKuh2dJRM/TmPz0s_NgCI/AAAAAAAABHc/p2hXc657xvw/s72-c/P3260746.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6576962106337728103.post-634299980856896914</id><published>2011-06-12T17:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T21:27:42.572-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5KW6m-WKGII/TfVVX3GzuGI/AAAAAAAABHY/FpMMn45AloA/s1600/Image%2B%25282%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 218px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617489978632419426" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5KW6m-WKGII/TfVVX3GzuGI/AAAAAAAABHY/FpMMn45AloA/s320/Image%2B%25282%2529.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It has been a busy spring! But summer is finally here and now I just might have some time to get caught up on the blog before school starts again in August. First I need to figure out how to connect my camera to this computer... Here's one picture from our jazz concert night. Tina, our conductor, made the dresses for the girls. I'm wearing my granny's hat and my great grandmother's beaded sweater. Besides band concerts, we've had lots of field trips, River Olympics, bridal showers, graduation, and weddings to get ready for and attend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6576962106337728103-634299980856896914?l=peterandkarencole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/feeds/634299980856896914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6576962106337728103&amp;postID=634299980856896914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/634299980856896914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/634299980856896914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/2011/06/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m Back!'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10519162646565146423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5a56MMVCnyY/TtCGFoYMfBI/AAAAAAAABJQ/I7tjrzsZ4sM/s220/012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5KW6m-WKGII/TfVVX3GzuGI/AAAAAAAABHY/FpMMn45AloA/s72-c/Image%2B%25282%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6576962106337728103.post-4202052410826148744</id><published>2011-02-26T13:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-26T14:01:51.188-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall and Winter</title><content type='html'>We threw together these costumes for Halloween in about ten minutes with Heidi's help.  Taylor was Little Red Riding Hood, and Lauryn was a pumpkin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578117473413836610" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hi6xcjGZxuY/TWl0SbY7L0I/AAAAAAAABHE/gCdQv4D2i64/s320/594.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578112190274669458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sYApBGBbJD4/TWlve6KZC5I/AAAAAAAABGk/U9NJoQ2ZvXo/s320/595.JPG" /&gt;We had three litters of puppies at the ranch this fall.  The dad was a stray dog from somewhere down the road.  I'm happy to report that both of our dogs are fixed now and we'll have no more puppies.  &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578113907329871890" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ItcpjumpAuU/TWlxC2sQMBI/AAAAAAAABGs/TPK42kIIdG4/s320/603.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578113913293605250" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pp_wrnnjW10/TWlxDM6HiYI/AAAAAAAABG0/O43PLUbnI84/s320/cole-clan%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;Peter and I found it difficult to get into the Christmas Spirit this year, so our Christmas Tree hunting was left up to Taylor and me.  We hiked up to the shooting range, cut this cute tree down, carried it home, and decorated it one afternoon.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578118727536529346" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qdrL6DRyv1o/TWl1bbXEz8I/AAAAAAAABHM/ySIovv8pkJk/s320/644.JPG" /&gt; We had some beautiful weather in January.  One afternoon we took a hike up Clear Creek.  This is at the 10-mile bridge. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VGgOh6ml9Y4/TWlx9GKQLNI/AAAAAAAABG8/Pl96DyP21iI/s1600/663.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578114907914644690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VGgOh6ml9Y4/TWlx9GKQLNI/AAAAAAAABG8/Pl96DyP21iI/s320/663.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6576962106337728103-4202052410826148744?l=peterandkarencole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/feeds/4202052410826148744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6576962106337728103&amp;postID=4202052410826148744' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/4202052410826148744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/4202052410826148744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/2011/02/fall-and-winter.html' title='Fall and Winter'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10519162646565146423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5a56MMVCnyY/TtCGFoYMfBI/AAAAAAAABJQ/I7tjrzsZ4sM/s220/012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hi6xcjGZxuY/TWl0SbY7L0I/AAAAAAAABHE/gCdQv4D2i64/s72-c/594.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6576962106337728103.post-4731204163466029085</id><published>2011-01-15T17:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T19:57:40.351-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confessions of a New Twilight Saga Addict</title><content type='html'>I've spent the last three weeks of my life engrossed in the four books of the &lt;em&gt;Twilight Saga, &lt;/em&gt;by Stephenie Meyer, like it was a true addiction; even now I'm feeling withdrawals. I was hesitant to read these books in the past for the following reasons:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Vampires? Really? I'll stick with my realistic fiction, thanks.&lt;br /&gt;2. 500 plus pages per book? That will take me forever...&lt;br /&gt;3. What's all the hype about? If I read them will I become obsessed too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started &lt;em&gt;Twilight &lt;/em&gt;the day after Christmas and ignored my family and all responsibilities during that last week of vacation as I finished it and &lt;em&gt;New Moon&lt;/em&gt;. Knowing that I was choosing to read over all other activities, I started to feel a little guilty. &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;I would even sneak in a few minutes here and there, and if Peter came into the room, I'd hide the book, not wanting to see him roll his eyes at me &lt;em&gt;again. &lt;/em&gt;Once he realized I was in it for the long haul and that the books seemed to be good for our love life, he didn't bug me about it anymore. In fact, he picked up &lt;em&gt;Twilight&lt;/em&gt; and read it in a few days, both of us becoming sub-par parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once school started again, I was eager and motivated to get all of my "chores" done as soon as I got home, so that, at 7:00PM, after putting the girls to bed, I could sit on the couch and read until 11PM, or whenever I started feeling guilty for staying up so late. I continued to neglect other things in my life; our band music arrived and I didn't practice my flute, I missed two weeks of volleyball because I wanted to finish &lt;em&gt;Eclipse&lt;/em&gt; and then &lt;em&gt;Breaking Dawn. &lt;/em&gt;I didn't allow myself to feel too bad about it, after all, I was enjoying my new routine too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I'm done with the books and I've seen all three movies, I'm feeling a bit lost. I find that I'm not motivated to do any chores, and I spend lots of wasteful time on the internet or daydreaming about being a vampire. Last night, not finding anything to satisfy my mind, I picked up &lt;em&gt;Breaking Dawn&lt;/em&gt; and reread the last chapter. Is this what it feels like to have an addiction? It does make me feel better to know that I'm not alone. There is quite a fan club out there for these books and for good reason. If you haven't read them yet, you should. Just beware that you will most likely leave your "real world" for a time, and you might have difficulty readjusting once you're through.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6576962106337728103-4731204163466029085?l=peterandkarencole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/feeds/4731204163466029085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6576962106337728103&amp;postID=4731204163466029085' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/4731204163466029085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/4731204163466029085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/2011/01/confessions-of-new-twilight-saga-addict.html' title='Confessions of a New Twilight Saga Addict'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10519162646565146423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5a56MMVCnyY/TtCGFoYMfBI/AAAAAAAABJQ/I7tjrzsZ4sM/s220/012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6576962106337728103.post-4637225400553437251</id><published>2010-12-30T22:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T13:32:14.542-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Got a Job...</title><content type='html'>...and my blog has suffered the consequences. My teaching job was only three half days at first. Then it became five half days, and on the 24th of January it will be full-time. I'm very glad about it and I'm hoping that I will still be able to keep up with things at home. Here's a smattering of pictures since September:&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556731405082829346" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/TR15xag4IiI/AAAAAAAABDQ/4LzrEMvpZEA/s320/P8290563.JPG" /&gt;The first day of School for Taylor and me. I'm teaching the upper-grade class at Taylor's school, six miles down the road.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556731408615665346" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/TR15xnrK7sI/AAAAAAAABDY/U4w01tBSil0/s320/P9030566.JPG" /&gt;A week after school started, Peter and I took the opportunity of a quiet weekend to get away. We left the girls with Heidi and Doug and camped at the mouth of, the appropriately named, Rock Creek. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556731413076906674" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/TR15x4S0ErI/AAAAAAAABDg/t96Ij3HEp2Q/s320/P9030572.JPG" /&gt;The next day we hiked up the creek for a few miles. We didn't get as far as we had hoped but were happy to make it to this beautiful pool:&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556731423204601858" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/TR15yeBccAI/AAAAAAAABDo/c3pxymecY1o/s320/P9030574.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557356316502566690" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/TR-yIC9opyI/AAAAAAAABEg/7yzygXVtUXE/s320/P9060599.JPG" /&gt;Lauryn ready for her first day of preschool. She attends the Head Start in Orleans three days a week and loves it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Late in September, Jenny and James and their two adorable kids, Leo and Annika, came for a visit. This year the weather cooperated and we were able to go rafting.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557359058186072834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/TR-0noh68wI/AAAAAAAABEo/dSNt2bATBXM/s320/P9240603.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557356301263426658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/TR-yHKMV1GI/AAAAAAAABEQ/V333gIb2qlY/s320/P9240609.JPG" /&gt;James and I kayaked.  Despite the nice weather, it was very cold.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557356314483200722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/TR-yH7cLktI/AAAAAAAABEY/IS635hNcPdY/s320/P9240606.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6576962106337728103-4637225400553437251?l=peterandkarencole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/feeds/4637225400553437251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6576962106337728103&amp;postID=4637225400553437251' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/4637225400553437251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/4637225400553437251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-got-job.html' title='I Got a Job...'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10519162646565146423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5a56MMVCnyY/TtCGFoYMfBI/AAAAAAAABJQ/I7tjrzsZ4sM/s220/012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/TR15xag4IiI/AAAAAAAABDQ/4LzrEMvpZEA/s72-c/P8290563.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6576962106337728103.post-3854520437672096467</id><published>2010-08-29T20:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T21:43:22.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Time...and the living is Easy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't believe that summer is coming to an end!  School starts tomorrow for Taylor and me--I got a part-time teaching job at Taylor's school--and next week Lauryn will start preschool.  Here are some pictures of our summer, which passed all too quickly.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/THsz8T322_I/AAAAAAAABC4/5Bd7ZYE1WlY/s1600/P7080518.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511055680237657074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/THsz8T322_I/AAAAAAAABC4/5Bd7ZYE1WlY/s320/P7080518.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The girls at a birthday party.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/THsz7jBsUDI/AAAAAAAABCw/HzKtqphr-8M/s1600/P7150525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511055667125571634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/THsz7jBsUDI/AAAAAAAABCw/HzKtqphr-8M/s320/P7150525.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My summer crafts:  making lavender wreaths, wands, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;saches&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/THsz7L19o0I/AAAAAAAABCo/tsn0GE_V-og/s1600/P7280526.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511055660902359874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/THsz7L19o0I/AAAAAAAABCo/tsn0GE_V-og/s320/P7280526.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The girls and I spent nearly every afternoon swimming.  We'd go to the pool, pond, or a nearby creek or river. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/THsxrk4uDaI/AAAAAAAABCg/92ESfciyWmA/s1600/P8120527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511053193723645346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/THsxrk4uDaI/AAAAAAAABCg/92ESfciyWmA/s320/P8120527.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Fair!  Why is it so much fun to see your children experience the things you loved as a kid? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/THsxqmZFYUI/AAAAAAAABCY/MmxAt9Uu4QM/s1600/P8120533.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511053176947958082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/THsxqmZFYUI/AAAAAAAABCY/MmxAt9Uu4QM/s320/P8120533.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/THsxqJRsKKI/AAAAAAAABCQ/72tGX038vR4/s1600/P8120534.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511053169132316834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/THsxqJRsKKI/AAAAAAAABCQ/72tGX038vR4/s320/P8120534.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A ride I've always wanted to try but never have.  Taylor loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/THsu_10WxgI/AAAAAAAABCI/8XAH4GpgD4s/s1600/P8270550.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511050243331245570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/THsu_10WxgI/AAAAAAAABCI/8XAH4GpgD4s/s320/P8270550.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Finally, a day on the river!  We were so busy with guests this year that Lauryn and I didn't raft much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/THsu_SYTfeI/AAAAAAAABCA/e13kGNkLUDg/s1600/P8270556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511050233818349026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/THsu_SYTfeI/AAAAAAAABCA/e13kGNkLUDg/s320/P8270556.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Peter, teaching Taylor the art of rock-jumping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/THsu-xyHnnI/AAAAAAAABB4/pyAd27KNOm0/s1600/P8270559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511050225068252786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/THsu-xyHnnI/AAAAAAAABB4/pyAd27KNOm0/s320/P8270559.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Taylor going solo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6576962106337728103-3854520437672096467?l=peterandkarencole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/feeds/3854520437672096467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6576962106337728103&amp;postID=3854520437672096467' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/3854520437672096467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/3854520437672096467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/2010/08/summer-timeand-living-is-easy.html' title='Summer Time...and the living is Easy'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10519162646565146423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5a56MMVCnyY/TtCGFoYMfBI/AAAAAAAABJQ/I7tjrzsZ4sM/s220/012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/THsz8T322_I/AAAAAAAABC4/5Bd7ZYE1WlY/s72-c/P7080518.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6576962106337728103.post-1330424084495182014</id><published>2010-08-01T21:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T16:19:49.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'>June and July</title><content type='html'>Having uploaded all of these pictures and more on Facebook, I didn't realize how behind I was on my blog. Once again I need to catch up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bear Lake&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500679491325910434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/TFZW2n_B3aI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/fSzh4Te8St8/s320/P6180356.JPG" border="0" /&gt;In June the girls and I tagged along with my parents and their friend Andy on a hike to Bear Lake in the Siskiyou Wilderness. It was a 6-mile hike, round-trip. We hit some snow which made our decent to the lake and climb from the lake challenging. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500677315098140626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/TFZU3855X9I/AAAAAAAAA-I/q7DrzmxJ76Q/s320/P6190363.JPG" border="0" /&gt;It turned out to be an overcast and cool day with patchy sun. My Mom and girls are trying to soak up the warmth while they can.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500679481231528594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/TFZW2CYV0pI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/HQ_ZYFBs5Ps/s320/P6190364.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We had fun fishing, catching a fish with every cast. Lauryn got to reel this one in. Her first fish!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500677308170541122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/TFZU3jGOmEI/AAAAAAAAA-A/coTmBFswa8w/s320/P6190369.JPG" border="0" /&gt;At this point in the hike, Taylor was saying, "I never ever ever EVER want to do this again." Then she made it to the saddle and sat down on a pointy stick which went through her pants and poked a deep hole in the back of her thigh. We were glad Cathy had a first-aid kit. Taylor now has a scar that will remind her of this day.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500677302480158882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/TFZU3N5iQKI/AAAAAAAAA94/-Xbv0tLj_BY/s320/P6190375.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bren Visits&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bren came to the ranch for a few days and we had so much fun. I hadn't laughed that much in a while. I took a boat down the class II section with Bren and two MMR staff. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500682199974068690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/TFZZUSfEwdI/AAAAAAAAA-g/Qadt7CUwzQ4/s320/P6230380.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500682203767321298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/TFZZUgndMtI/AAAAAAAAA-o/ZGZnhTyVBkk/s320/P6230396.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Taylor and Lauryn got to go on Peter's boat.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500685551243977026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/TFZcXW8FYUI/AAAAAAAAA-w/1lGXRzZ7BWw/s320/P6230401.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Lauryn, enjoying a cold drink at the take out.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500685561523503858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/TFZcX9O6gvI/AAAAAAAAA-4/-0R7BUkjFHY/s320/P6230402.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Trinidad 2010&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our annual trip to Trinidad was a bit different this year. Peter only made it for one day (He was busy with Ranch work), and the girls and I stayed in a tent next to Mom and Dad's cabin. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500687921971662018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/TFZehWlnDMI/AAAAAAAAA_A/BkfiuHLrejs/s320/P6300417.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The weather was also unusually sunny, warm, and windy. This meant awful fishing but lots of beach days.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500687937940141986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/TFZeiSEyt6I/AAAAAAAAA_Q/es3q7A-Kms8/s320/P6300422.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500687929650616882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/TFZehzMamjI/AAAAAAAAA_I/S4ADrKMbhr0/s320/P6300420.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500690116042804626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/TFZghEI7zZI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/MG4juMqzxPE/s320/P6300424.JPG" border="0" /&gt; We celebrated Taylor's sixth birthday at Bren and Neil's place in McKinleyville with a BBQ, cake, and presents. Bren and Laura made this delicious cake.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500698987119337234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/TFZolbeZXxI/AAAAAAAABAI/70zTrN9Mb-Q/s320/P7020481.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Taylor had many requests for this birthday cake and Bren did a great job meeting them. She even made pink whipped cream. Yum!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500698996003368274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/TFZol8kg7VI/AAAAAAAABAQ/PRApTJju-lM/s320/P7020483.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This gift was the biggest hit, even with the adults.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/TFZomSrojDI/AAAAAAAABAY/DRKKzzYRHf8/s1600/P7020485.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500699001938807858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/TFZomSrojDI/AAAAAAAABAY/DRKKzzYRHf8/s320/P7020485.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The morning of our boat ride was foggy, but it was still beautiful and fun. We got to see seals, all kinds of birds, and an otter.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500701956700711218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/TFZrSSBxKTI/AAAAAAAABAw/ecdJIr6JBFk/s320/P7040508.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500701948598883010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/TFZrRz2JEsI/AAAAAAAABAo/y1jRSoFYpxI/s320/P7040495.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500702819103941634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/TFZsEeuuJAI/AAAAAAAABA4/0rTl1sEAt4w/s320/P7040516.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We hiked Trinidad Head and this time we made Lauryn walk the whole way. She did a great job. Later in the week I ran these same trails and counted over 20 bunnies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/TFZmtqMtV4I/AAAAAAAABAA/Kffzh1qM_NQ/s1600/P7010457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500696911192232674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/TFZmsmCzkuI/AAAAAAAAA_w/B_EtA0zFWb0/s320/P7010443.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500696929487378306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/TFZmtqMtV4I/AAAAAAAABAA/Kffzh1qM_NQ/s320/P7010457.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The top was really windy. My cousin's son, Josh, looked like an inflated wind-man you see at car dealerships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/TFZmtHV32tI/AAAAAAAAA_4/tDywjJq9QpQ/s1600/P7010446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500696920130575058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/TFZmtHV32tI/AAAAAAAAA_4/tDywjJq9QpQ/s320/P7010446.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Taylor, sporting her new sunglasses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/TFZgh2cyBjI/AAAAAAAAA_o/CWqjgGy3nm8/s1600/P7010441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500690129547822642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/TFZgh2cyBjI/AAAAAAAAA_o/CWqjgGy3nm8/s320/P7010441.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/TFZghlQDCgI/AAAAAAAAA_g/-7Gr6NrvIPM/s1600/P7010437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500690124931009026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/TFZghlQDCgI/AAAAAAAAA_g/-7Gr6NrvIPM/s320/P7010437.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Watching our fireworks on the beach, a new tradition started last year. Happy 4th of July!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500701940728305666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/TFZrRWhpmAI/AAAAAAAABAg/a9Qba_dCJeI/s320/P7040487.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6576962106337728103-1330424084495182014?l=peterandkarencole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/feeds/1330424084495182014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6576962106337728103&amp;postID=1330424084495182014' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/1330424084495182014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/1330424084495182014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/2010/08/fighting-facebook.html' title='June and July'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10519162646565146423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5a56MMVCnyY/TtCGFoYMfBI/AAAAAAAABJQ/I7tjrzsZ4sM/s220/012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/TFZW2n_B3aI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/fSzh4Te8St8/s72-c/P6180356.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6576962106337728103.post-2493242917978310930</id><published>2010-06-18T20:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T22:04:26.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More of May</title><content type='html'>Wildlife Images came down from Cave Junction for the Watershed Ed. Fair at Taylor's school.  It was pretty impressive when the presenter took the Bald Eagle out of its box.  We see these birds all the time around here, but they're always very impressive close up.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484319083242807666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/TBw3JieVYXI/AAAAAAAAA9I/Tqe-RuILKCM/s320/P5050281.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484319101973633714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/TBw3KoQHGrI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/l1rAc762Erg/s320/P5050278.JPG" border="0" /&gt; We went to the coast and discovered Bounce-A-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Palooza&lt;/span&gt; in the Eureka Mall.  It's similar to Pump it Up except that it's always open to drop-ins.  Taylor and Lauryn loved it...and we loved that they slept the whole way home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/TBw5WSbHTII/AAAAAAAAA9o/j2NaHu4AUgY/s1600/P5220298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484321501295889538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/TBw5WSbHTII/AAAAAAAAA9o/j2NaHu4AUgY/s320/P5220298.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/TBw5V_1nhHI/AAAAAAAAA9g/XmaSmfBh3L4/s1600/P5220297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484321496306779250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/TBw5V_1nhHI/AAAAAAAAA9g/XmaSmfBh3L4/s320/P5220297.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After giving Lauryn a cute haircut, she decided to take the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;scissors&lt;/span&gt; to her own hair and did this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/TBw3LJAxJkI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/XCkBe4h18Hs/s1600/P5200285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484319110767650370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/TBw3LJAxJkI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/XCkBe4h18Hs/s320/P5200285.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She was pretty embarrassed about it, and we had to wait until she fell asleep to take a picture.  Fortunately the way her hair parts naturally covers it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484321514926786162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/TBw5XFM-RnI/AAAAAAAAA9w/NC0Tsd-VBEc/s320/P5230302.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Taylor's school came to the ranch for a field trip and they released the trout they had raised into the pond.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6576962106337728103-2493242917978310930?l=peterandkarencole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/feeds/2493242917978310930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6576962106337728103&amp;postID=2493242917978310930' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/2493242917978310930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/2493242917978310930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/2010/06/more-of-may.html' title='More of May'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10519162646565146423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5a56MMVCnyY/TtCGFoYMfBI/AAAAAAAABJQ/I7tjrzsZ4sM/s220/012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/TBw3JieVYXI/AAAAAAAAA9I/Tqe-RuILKCM/s72-c/P5050281.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6576962106337728103.post-2845813610719107218</id><published>2010-05-20T09:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T16:44:58.945-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip to Oregon</title><content type='html'>At the end of April and beginning of May, my mom and dad drove the girls and me up to see our friends in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Philomath&lt;/span&gt;, Oregon.  Our big outing was taking the kids to the Gilbert House Museum in Salem, where they got to play, play, play.  Most of my pictures didn't turn out.  Here's Taylor checking out at the "grocery store."&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475327006213981730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/S_xE5xJ8xiI/AAAAAAAAA8I/sFmTluglnpc/s320/P4290234.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475327018533460242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/S_xE6fDJGRI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/PGBPbZ5BVj8/s320/P4290243.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Leo, Taylor, Lauryn, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Annika&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475327028086605010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/S_xE7CoyhNI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/-IpGhOsppWo/s320/P4290249.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Besides the three houses with many fun rooms, they had a great playground area outside.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475327040138995826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/S_xE7viTaHI/AAAAAAAAA8g/ZKFPIcmvV4U/s320/P4300253.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The next day, we left the kids with the grandpas and had a girls outing.  We decided to have lunch somewhere the men wouldn't appreciate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/S_xakFSWxKI/AAAAAAAAA84/cDngF18-eyY/s1600/P5010260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475350822916637858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/S_xakFSWxKI/AAAAAAAAA84/cDngF18-eyY/s320/P5010260.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; so we went to tea and had cucumber &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;sandwiches&lt;/span&gt; and scones with lemon curd.  Yum!  Karen, Barbie, Cathy, and Jenny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/S_xajzjMfOI/AAAAAAAAA8w/S8W9GtKM30c/s1600/P4300259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475350818155429090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/S_xajzjMfOI/AAAAAAAAA8w/S8W9GtKM30c/s320/P4300259.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jenny and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;James's&lt;/span&gt; house was very clean when we showed up.  Within ten minutes Lauryn had all the toys out and on the floor.  She especially liked this play kitchen area.  In this picture she's making "breakfast" for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Annika&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/S_xajCAVZnI/AAAAAAAAA8o/DG0SpC1M8fU/s1600/P4300257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475350804855875186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/S_xajCAVZnI/AAAAAAAAA8o/DG0SpC1M8fU/s320/P4300257.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tater, this awesome family dog, adopted Jenny and James a few years ago when he jumped into the back of their truck and wouldn't leave.  He's huge and energetic but very gentle with the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475350838187311282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/S_xak-LKwLI/AAAAAAAAA9A/ZTzhpyD38ro/s320/P5010268.JPG" border="0" /&gt;There were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;pheasants&lt;/span&gt; all over around their house.  What beautiful birds!  We enjoyed seeing our friends again and wished we lived closer to each other so that we could get together more often.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6576962106337728103-2845813610719107218?l=peterandkarencole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/feeds/2845813610719107218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6576962106337728103&amp;postID=2845813610719107218' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/2845813610719107218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/2845813610719107218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/2010/05/trip-to-oregon.html' title='Trip to Oregon'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10519162646565146423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5a56MMVCnyY/TtCGFoYMfBI/AAAAAAAABJQ/I7tjrzsZ4sM/s220/012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/S_xE5xJ8xiI/AAAAAAAAA8I/sFmTluglnpc/s72-c/P4290234.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6576962106337728103.post-8367229077468007136</id><published>2010-05-04T22:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T22:28:04.889-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Storms and Blessings</title><content type='html'>Last Monday we had a crazy wind storm. It had been a little breezy and threatening to rain all day. I was down at Lena's Cabin visiting when the wind began to get stronger and the rain came.  She ran outside to move her car from under the tall fir trees by her house.  Before she was even back inside, huge limbs fell from the trees.  They landed on the porch roof, fell right where her car had been, and destroyed her patio table.  From her window, I could see, and hear, trees falling by our house.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once the wind calmed, we went up to our place to survey the damage.  Two big trees fell alongside our road, and one dead tree fell towards our house.  It should have hit our house, but for some reason, right before it did, the top broke off and landed about 10 feet to the side.  &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467649957379785330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/S-D-qtnNQnI/AAAAAAAAA68/8coq9OrllJo/s320/P4260231.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467649948454861666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/S-D-qMXVu2I/AAAAAAAAA60/FHCFf3vmcjg/s320/P4260232.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Peter can touch our roof and the tip of the tree &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;simultaneously&lt;/span&gt;.  You can see three big &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;chunks&lt;/span&gt; of the tree in our driveway.  We moved those pieces today and they're very heavy.  I'm so thankful they didn't land on our roof.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6576962106337728103-8367229077468007136?l=peterandkarencole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/feeds/8367229077468007136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6576962106337728103&amp;postID=8367229077468007136' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/8367229077468007136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/8367229077468007136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/2010/05/storms-and-blessings.html' title='Storms and Blessings'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10519162646565146423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5a56MMVCnyY/TtCGFoYMfBI/AAAAAAAABJQ/I7tjrzsZ4sM/s220/012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/S-D-qtnNQnI/AAAAAAAAA68/8coq9OrllJo/s72-c/P4260231.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6576962106337728103.post-7887435331630585639</id><published>2010-05-04T21:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T22:07:51.755-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nicer Than it Is</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467640961645967698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/S-D2fF5IeVI/AAAAAAAAA6k/YlzSfqhDgGQ/s320/P4080226.JPG" border="0" /&gt;About a month ago I took this picture of our house, tucked away in the trees above the pond.  I love it.  We had some work done to the pond, and now we have a "beach" area.  I'm enjoying our new view.  My dad's comment on this picture was, "It makes it look nicer than it is."&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/S-D2fe9qE3I/AAAAAAAAA6s/zJdgllmVUxg/s1600/P4080229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467640968375833458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/S-D2fe9qE3I/AAAAAAAAA6s/zJdgllmVUxg/s320/P4080229.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Taking time to smell the flowers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6576962106337728103-7887435331630585639?l=peterandkarencole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/feeds/7887435331630585639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6576962106337728103&amp;postID=7887435331630585639' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/7887435331630585639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/7887435331630585639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/2010/05/nicer-than-it-is.html' title='Nicer Than it Is'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10519162646565146423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5a56MMVCnyY/TtCGFoYMfBI/AAAAAAAABJQ/I7tjrzsZ4sM/s220/012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/S-D2fF5IeVI/AAAAAAAAA6k/YlzSfqhDgGQ/s72-c/P4080226.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6576962106337728103.post-2637426034102158697</id><published>2010-04-23T13:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T14:28:55.804-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oops...Anybody want a Kitten?</title><content type='html'>If you remember, when we first moved into this house we had a problem with mice. So, we adopted a litter of cats and the mother, giving us a total of seven cats! The mice &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;disappeared&lt;/span&gt; and so did four of our kittens; they probably became a meal for another animal. We finally got down to mama cat and two kittens, both boys. Our plans to get the cats fixed didn't happen because we figured there were no "girl" kitties to worry about. Well, certain rules don't apply in the cat world. We noticed a few weeks ago that Lola was looking mighty pregnant. And today we realized that she wasn't fat anymore. The search for her litter wasn't difficult. She had them in the comfy box we had put on our "cat condo" shelf. I wonder how long they have been there; their eyes are already open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-fb89cd6a35e9fe54" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dfb89cd6a35e9fe54%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331075077%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D637BF517E6361DEB901DB6395215418913A842B.21BD565DA940D1186FE60A35EDF86B7015967DE0%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dfb89cd6a35e9fe54%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DysBZd6KdrdLu_xRIssqPhzfhxJw&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dfb89cd6a35e9fe54%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331075077%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D637BF517E6361DEB901DB6395215418913A842B.21BD565DA940D1186FE60A35EDF86B7015967DE0%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dfb89cd6a35e9fe54%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DysBZd6KdrdLu_xRIssqPhzfhxJw&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6576962106337728103-2637426034102158697?l=peterandkarencole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/feeds/2637426034102158697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6576962106337728103&amp;postID=2637426034102158697' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/2637426034102158697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/2637426034102158697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/2010/04/oopsanybody-want-kitten.html' title='Oops...Anybody want a Kitten?'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10519162646565146423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5a56MMVCnyY/TtCGFoYMfBI/AAAAAAAABJQ/I7tjrzsZ4sM/s220/012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6576962106337728103.post-2845282191970789424</id><published>2010-04-11T20:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T20:16:03.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Toy</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I just got one of those small flip video cameras from Costco.  So I'm playing with it and trying to figure it out.  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We spent the second half of Easter Sunday up at my parents and finally got to do some sledding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/S7pjDcvMfNI/AAAAAAAAA6M/0pzBWTjFFwA/s1600/P4040157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456782809417678034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/S7pjDcvMfNI/AAAAAAAAA6M/0pzBWTjFFwA/s320/P4040157.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aunt Bren and the girls dressed for snow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/S7pjDAVdLGI/AAAAAAAAA6E/9RxTR7Lfr-s/s1600/P4040161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456782801793526882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/S7pjDAVdLGI/AAAAAAAAA6E/9RxTR7Lfr-s/s320/P4040161.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lauryn counting her loot from the indoor egg hunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/S7phFcjrEGI/AAAAAAAAA58/TFHUA37LTnE/s1600/P4040164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456780644705833058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/S7phFcjrEGI/AAAAAAAAA58/TFHUA37LTnE/s320/P4040164.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ready...Set...Go! Grandma, Grandpa, and Bren braved the cold and took the girls out to play. I came out in time to take some more pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456787403042252930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/S7pnO1Uo6II/AAAAAAAAA6c/ANQmR3vMXSQ/s320/P4040174.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/S7phEokR0lI/AAAAAAAAA50/YVDmhw5X53A/s1600/P4040165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456780630749729362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/S7phEokR0lI/AAAAAAAAA50/YVDmhw5X53A/s320/P4040165.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lauryn wore her new pink bunny stuffed in her snowsuit the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6576962106337728103&amp;postID=8299277643592813944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/8299277643592813944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/8299277643592813944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/2010/04/white-easter.html' title='White Easter'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10519162646565146423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5a56MMVCnyY/TtCGFoYMfBI/AAAAAAAABJQ/I7tjrzsZ4sM/s220/012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/S7pjD019cKI/AAAAAAAAA6U/GHI7QjMkqD4/s72-c/P4040162.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6576962106337728103.post-5356795534200281213</id><published>2010-03-23T08:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T09:42:07.714-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Lauryn!</title><content type='html'>It's Lauryn's birthday today, but we celebrated it on Saturday. It was a beautiful day which allowed us to have the party outside. Lunch was fruit salad and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;quesadillas&lt;/span&gt;. Our activities included painting ladybug rocks, making spring pictures with puffy stickers and markers, and playing pin-the-dot on the ladybug. The kids also spent time playing on the play structure in front of Doug and Heidi's house. Thanks to all who helped make it a successful day.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/S6jkd9GJVuI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/QhnLYQleSkc/s1600-h/P3190143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451858552199665378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/S6jkd9GJVuI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/QhnLYQleSkc/s320/P3190143.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/S6jkdSRQSEI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/zbE7t3GoS5I/s1600-h/P3190144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451858540703533122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/S6jkdSRQSEI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/zbE7t3GoS5I/s320/P3190144.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/S6jkc2kyWgI/AAAAAAAAA5I/mI26wpq87D4/s1600-h/P3190146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451858533269264898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/S6jkc2kyWgI/AAAAAAAAA5I/mI26wpq87D4/s320/P3190146.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/S6jkcdTDYmI/AAAAAAAAA5A/Um_ZaQHvff0/s1600-h/P3200148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451858526483997282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/S6jkcdTDYmI/AAAAAAAAA5A/Um_ZaQHvff0/s320/P3200148.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/S6jhpBbVY1I/AAAAAAAAA44/yrkhszELyS4/s1600-h/P3200149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451855443805954898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/S6jhpBbVY1I/AAAAAAAAA44/yrkhszELyS4/s320/P3200149.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/S6jhoay5S0I/AAAAAAAAA4w/5U8TWsMa0gQ/s1600-h/P3200150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451855433435794242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/S6jhoay5S0I/AAAAAAAAA4w/5U8TWsMa0gQ/s320/P3200150.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/S6jhn52SFSI/AAAAAAAAA4o/JAAs4C4FShE/s1600-h/P3200152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451855424591631650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/S6jhn52SFSI/AAAAAAAAA4o/JAAs4C4FShE/s320/P3200152.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/S6jhnZper7I/AAAAAAAAA4g/jLgmeMRVqK8/s1600-h/P3200154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451855415947997106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/S6jhnZper7I/AAAAAAAAA4g/jLgmeMRVqK8/s320/P3200154.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Birthday Girl &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6576962106337728103-5356795534200281213?l=peterandkarencole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/feeds/5356795534200281213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6576962106337728103&amp;postID=5356795534200281213' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/5356795534200281213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/5356795534200281213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/2010/03/happy-birthday-lauryn.html' title='Happy Birthday Lauryn!'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10519162646565146423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5a56MMVCnyY/TtCGFoYMfBI/AAAAAAAABJQ/I7tjrzsZ4sM/s220/012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/S6jkd9GJVuI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/QhnLYQleSkc/s72-c/P3190143.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6576962106337728103.post-4114474177515706819</id><published>2010-03-17T10:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T10:25:41.265-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lauryn Funnies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/S6EOazt9qII/AAAAAAAAA4Y/5IUGNEkQvdQ/s1600-h/P3090140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449652877817391234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/S6EOazt9qII/AAAAAAAAA4Y/5IUGNEkQvdQ/s320/P3090140.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm glad Lottie is such a gentle dog.  Lauryn climbs all over her and calls her "baby". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few nights ago we were having dinner with Peter's parents and Lauryn ate all her vegetables.  When she told Grandma Heidi of her accomplishment, Heidi said, "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Woohoo&lt;/span&gt;!"  To which Lauryn replied, "Me". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taylor and Lauryn's primary teacher got all the kids CTR bracelets.  Lauryn was playing with hers the other day and asked, "Mommy, what does this says?"  I said, "Choose the right."  Without skipping a beat she said, "Oh, I want it to say choose the wrong." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night Lauryn and I were reading a book and she sneezed, then said, "Uh oh, I  bless-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;youed&lt;/span&gt; on the book."  She keeps us smiling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6576962106337728103-4114474177515706819?l=peterandkarencole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/feeds/4114474177515706819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6576962106337728103&amp;postID=4114474177515706819' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/4114474177515706819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/4114474177515706819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/2010/03/lauryn-funnies.html' title='Lauryn Funnies'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10519162646565146423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5a56MMVCnyY/TtCGFoYMfBI/AAAAAAAABJQ/I7tjrzsZ4sM/s220/012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/S6EOazt9qII/AAAAAAAAA4Y/5IUGNEkQvdQ/s72-c/P3090140.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6576962106337728103.post-631443243367734007</id><published>2010-03-08T22:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T22:30:44.173-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nature Hike</title><content type='html'>Last Friday I hiked up &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Wooley&lt;/span&gt; Creek with two friends.  It was a beautiful day and the wildflowers were in bloom.  &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/S5XnmF1f2tI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/8s8tdMt7Sdc/s1600-h/P3050123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446513965962091218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/S5XnmF1f2tI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/8s8tdMt7Sdc/s320/P3050123.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/S5XnlRtL-oI/AAAAAAAAA4I/HcNLt0gSYJc/s1600-h/P3050119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446513951968590466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/S5XnlRtL-oI/AAAAAAAAA4I/HcNLt0gSYJc/s320/P3050119.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I loved the Fawn &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Lillies&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/S5Xnk1s4nHI/AAAAAAAAA4A/Cfjm5eM7-7Q/s1600-h/P3050125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446513944451128434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/S5Xnk1s4nHI/AAAAAAAAA4A/Cfjm5eM7-7Q/s320/P3050125.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The trail begins with one, long, steep switchback and then levels off.  Here's a downstream view of the Salmon River from the top of the climb. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/S5XnkBZ_1QI/AAAAAAAAA34/pJHA7BVlS2Y/s1600-h/P3050128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446513930413266178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/S5XnkBZ_1QI/AAAAAAAAA34/pJHA7BVlS2Y/s320/P3050128.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After our hike we drove up the Salmon River Road to check out the latest slide.  We couldn't get too close and my camera has a lousy zoom.  The slide took out part of the road and made it all the way down to the river.  Can you see it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6576962106337728103-631443243367734007?l=peterandkarencole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/feeds/631443243367734007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6576962106337728103&amp;postID=631443243367734007' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/631443243367734007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/631443243367734007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/2010/03/nature-hike.html' title='Nature Hike'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10519162646565146423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5a56MMVCnyY/TtCGFoYMfBI/AAAAAAAABJQ/I7tjrzsZ4sM/s220/012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/S5XnmF1f2tI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/8s8tdMt7Sdc/s72-c/P3050123.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6576962106337728103.post-8982446014972622507</id><published>2010-02-26T17:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T17:50:36.169-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is that is Hot?</title><content type='html'>Being a typical three-year old (her 3rd birthday is in a few weeks) Lauryn asks a lot of questions, and sometimes she has a very cute way of doing so.  The title of this post is what she asked me while I was getting her bath ready.  I tried to get her to say, "Is that hot?" but instead got, "Is this is hot?"  Other questions we hear all the time: "Is that is yours?" and "Is this is mine?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6576962106337728103-8982446014972622507?l=peterandkarencole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/feeds/8982446014972622507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6576962106337728103&amp;postID=8982446014972622507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/8982446014972622507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/8982446014972622507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/2010/02/is-that-is-hot.html' title='Is that is Hot?'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10519162646565146423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5a56MMVCnyY/TtCGFoYMfBI/AAAAAAAABJQ/I7tjrzsZ4sM/s220/012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6576962106337728103.post-1502762141105754781</id><published>2010-02-25T10:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T22:24:36.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'>February Flash</title><content type='html'>Well, I didn't do so hot blogging in February. It seems like this month flew by and the memory of it is a blur. I know I had a few weeks of intense physical activity and many days stuck inside because of the rain.  I ran a race and wrote about it on my running &lt;a href="http://www.wildrunnergirl.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;. I attended some yoga classes, got a massage, went on a beautiful bike ride up the Salmon River, and enjoyed the breaks in the rain by working outside a lot.&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend Peter and I saw &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ALO&lt;/span&gt; (Animal Liberation Orchestra) in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Arcata&lt;/span&gt;. I'm surprised at how many of my friends have never heard of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ALO&lt;/span&gt; because they're such a great band. We saw them a couple of years ago while visiting Evan and Amy in Kings Beach and jumped at the opportunity to see them again. If you ever get the chance to see them in concert, I recommend it.  This time, their opening act was a guy named Chris &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Velan&lt;/span&gt;. He was a one-man band, using a loop machine to layer tracks. It was the same loop machine Peter bought himself for Christmas.  (I also found out that Velan went to law school and passed the bar.) We bought his new CD and are pleased with the purchase. Here's a &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=odRg2MpwUVg"&gt;video&lt;/a&gt; of Chris Velan doing his thing.&lt;br /&gt;We got back from our night away, feeling tired yet refreshed. That evening Peter's dad rolled the backhoe down a cliff and was eventually air-lifted out to a hospital in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Medford&lt;/span&gt;.  He's home now and very sore, but he's also feeling lucky to have come out of the accident as well as he did.  With Doug disabled, the bazillion things we wanted to do before the fast-approaching season seem to have doubled.  We need another break in the rain to motivate us outdoors and back to work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6576962106337728103-1502762141105754781?l=peterandkarencole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/feeds/1502762141105754781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6576962106337728103&amp;postID=1502762141105754781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/1502762141105754781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/1502762141105754781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/2010/02/february-flash.html' title='February Flash'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10519162646565146423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5a56MMVCnyY/TtCGFoYMfBI/AAAAAAAABJQ/I7tjrzsZ4sM/s220/012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6576962106337728103.post-9139895846017816724</id><published>2010-01-30T16:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T17:12:28.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'>January Jumble</title><content type='html'>Whew! It has been a while since my last blog entry. I'm thinking of changing the name of this blog to something more appropriate. After all, the metropolis in our lives has been gone for a while and it was short-lived. Any ideas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our big adventure so far this month was a trip to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Monterey&lt;/span&gt; with Heidi. We visited her Aunt Beverly and Uncle Jim, whom I'd never met, and spent a day at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Monterey&lt;/span&gt; Bay Aquarium. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432698075237265922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/S2TSHaJ3MgI/AAAAAAAAA24/XIGMlXK1Cs8/s320/P1180064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Heidi and her aunt and uncle. It rained for most of our visit but we were lucky to get a half-day of great weather.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432698081614680738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/S2TSHx6W0qI/AAAAAAAAA3A/CxQmnvnvAnU/s320/P1180067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Lauryn enjoyed playing in the water.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432698067347397650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/S2TSG8wxXBI/AAAAAAAAA2w/sUspjC5wlEw/s320/P1180055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432698059469523794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/S2TSGfaii1I/AAAAAAAAA2o/_tT2YFX16c8/s320/P1180057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432701089762441474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/S2TU24Iq-QI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/_i75sj6UzpM/s320/P1180077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I thought the jelly fish were awesome!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432698090288466898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/S2TSISOWS9I/AAAAAAAAA3I/l53WG5gX8Tc/s320/P1180073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I ran a 10K race at Patrick's Point on the coast and was very glad for a break in the weather. There are pictures on my running &lt;a href="http://www.wildrunnergirl.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lauryn is learning to ride her bike with training wheels and to chew gum without swallowing it. Our problem now is getting her to spit her gum out and leave it in the trash. At least five times she has gotten gum out of the garbage and started chewing it again. Gross! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432701122534115922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/S2TU4yODClI/AAAAAAAAA3o/Ux5ZqZuo134/s320/P1280108.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432701108857522626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/S2TU3_RSycI/AAAAAAAAA3g/_EkDSxUEmm4/s320/P1280110.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Taylor has been moved up with the first grade group at school. She's not officially a first-grader, but she's doing all first grade work and staying till the end of the school day. It has been fun to see her rapid improvement in reading and math as well as her increasing ability to stay focused. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peter and I are enjoying our weekly volleyball nights and have just started playing with the community band.  I feel like I just wrote a Christmas letter for January.  Now you know what we're up to and where we've been.  Hopefully I'll get more than one blog entry in for February.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6576962106337728103-9139895846017816724?l=peterandkarencole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/feeds/9139895846017816724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6576962106337728103&amp;postID=9139895846017816724' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/9139895846017816724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/9139895846017816724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/2010/01/january-jumble.html' title='January Jumble'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10519162646565146423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5a56MMVCnyY/TtCGFoYMfBI/AAAAAAAABJQ/I7tjrzsZ4sM/s220/012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/S2TSHaJ3MgI/AAAAAAAAA24/XIGMlXK1Cs8/s72-c/P1180064.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6576962106337728103.post-6493666475054218899</id><published>2009-12-28T21:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T21:22:11.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Happy 8th Anniversary Peter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SzmRkIXFlMI/AAAAAAAAA14/1PvcWzWLXbs/s1600-h/wed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420523676422739138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 279px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SzmRkIXFlMI/AAAAAAAAA14/1PvcWzWLXbs/s400/wed.jpg" border="0" /&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/6576962106337728103-6493666475054218899?l=peterandkarencole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/feeds/6493666475054218899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6576962106337728103&amp;postID=6493666475054218899' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/6493666475054218899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/6493666475054218899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-8th-anniversary-peter.html' title=''/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10519162646565146423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5a56MMVCnyY/TtCGFoYMfBI/AAAAAAAABJQ/I7tjrzsZ4sM/s220/012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SzmRkIXFlMI/AAAAAAAAA14/1PvcWzWLXbs/s72-c/wed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6576962106337728103.post-2036049629545404297</id><published>2009-12-28T18:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T21:12:36.863-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Day</title><content type='html'>First we opened presents at our house...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420519018471553666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SzmNVAI--oI/AAAAAAAAA1o/B0S6saKgu-U/s320/PC240027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SzmNVtiM49I/AAAAAAAAA1w/7sm_s5HBGmM/s1600-h/PC240028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420519030656918482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SzmNVtiM49I/AAAAAAAAA1w/7sm_s5HBGmM/s320/PC240028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then we went to the Cole's for breakfast and more presents...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420475491949700082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SzllvbNfY_I/AAAAAAAAA04/vH_QcEXc1LQ/s320/PC240037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/Szllv2Yjp3I/AAAAAAAAA1A/CaHBYpMkfuw/s1600-h/PC240029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420475499243874162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/Szllv2Yjp3I/AAAAAAAAA1A/CaHBYpMkfuw/s320/PC240029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grandma Carolyn Cole and new cousin Eli&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And finally to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Garrahan's&lt;/span&gt; for Christmas dinner and more gifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SzlluzsmtKI/AAAAAAAAA0w/7AV1lLX0yvA/s1600-h/PC250040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420475481342784674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SzlluzsmtKI/AAAAAAAAA0w/7AV1lLX0yvA/s320/PC250040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420518072691941218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SzmMd81jX2I/AAAAAAAAA1g/4dkewHeGVD8/s320/17175_390828495194_617295194_10558614_1457676_n%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420518053922333634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SzmMc26h48I/AAAAAAAAA1I/JXAH8z9oqUY/s320/2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bren and I matched in our attire; same brands, same colors.  We've got good taste...and a connection at Patagonia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420518065109324754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SzmMdglt09I/AAAAAAAAA1Y/6x8UM2Zk0Kg/s320/17175_390828425194_617295194_10558605_3552637_n%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420518064266319250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SzmMddculZI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/ZBXtCmByahQ/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6576962106337728103-2036049629545404297?l=peterandkarencole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/feeds/2036049629545404297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6576962106337728103&amp;postID=2036049629545404297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/2036049629545404297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/2036049629545404297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-day.html' title='Christmas Day'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10519162646565146423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5a56MMVCnyY/TtCGFoYMfBI/AAAAAAAABJQ/I7tjrzsZ4sM/s220/012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SzmNVAI--oI/AAAAAAAAA1o/B0S6saKgu-U/s72-c/PC240027.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6576962106337728103.post-745923306992783673</id><published>2009-12-28T17:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T18:09:09.637-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let the Framing Begin!</title><content type='html'>Sticking to Cole tradition, "When company comes...put them to work."&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420472390127456450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/Szli64BcEMI/AAAAAAAAA0o/ayCrxIhD1Dw/s320/PC220011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;  Thanks Uncle Greg for all of your hard work. &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/Szli6QXjwJI/AAAAAAAAA0g/B_MYrDekJt4/s1600-h/PC220014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420472379482816658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/Szli6QXjwJI/AAAAAAAAA0g/B_MYrDekJt4/s320/PC220014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And then there was a wall!  The new large room under our house will be the laundry room, freezer room, work out room, craft room, mud room, music room...ha ha.  The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;possibilities&lt;/span&gt; are endless.  Now, how long until it's complete?  I'm hoping the other Cole tradition of unfinished projects will not apply here. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6576962106337728103-745923306992783673?l=peterandkarencole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/feeds/745923306992783673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6576962106337728103&amp;postID=745923306992783673' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/745923306992783673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/745923306992783673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/2009/12/let-framing-begin.html' title='Let the Framing Begin!'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10519162646565146423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5a56MMVCnyY/TtCGFoYMfBI/AAAAAAAABJQ/I7tjrzsZ4sM/s220/012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/Szli64BcEMI/AAAAAAAAA0o/ayCrxIhD1Dw/s72-c/PC220011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6576962106337728103.post-703715062622710610</id><published>2009-12-17T22:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T22:43:47.174-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gingerbread Houses</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SyshoNtOcaI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/XEC1ZrR5_9k/s1600-h/PC150001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416459951600988578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SyshoNtOcaI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/XEC1ZrR5_9k/s320/PC150001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;Heidi wanted to make gingerbread houses with the girls, thinking it would be a fun activity and allow them to get creative.  Once they realized that we weren't going to let them eat all the candy decorations they lost interest, leaving me the task of decorating a gingerbread house that would not disappoint.  I had fun and with Heidi's help was able to create this:&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SyshnluIOMI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/j8UvwyeVnVs/s1600-h/PC150004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416459940867356866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SyshnluIOMI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/j8UvwyeVnVs/s320/PC150004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SyshnTBYsCI/AAAAAAAAA0I/g4Yzj-5yCrU/s1600-h/PC150005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416459935847854114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SyshnTBYsCI/AAAAAAAAA0I/g4Yzj-5yCrU/s320/PC150005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SyshmpYe_SI/AAAAAAAAA0A/hAh7BY46-uo/s1600-h/PC150006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416459924670446882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SyshmpYe_SI/AAAAAAAAA0A/hAh7BY46-uo/s320/PC150006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Unfortunately it is not so pretty now.  Peter has picked at it and eaten almost everything colorful that is not stuck too hard in the white, sugar "glue".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6576962106337728103-703715062622710610?l=peterandkarencole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/feeds/703715062622710610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6576962106337728103&amp;postID=703715062622710610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/703715062622710610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/703715062622710610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/2009/12/gingerbread-houses.html' title='Gingerbread Houses'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10519162646565146423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5a56MMVCnyY/TtCGFoYMfBI/AAAAAAAABJQ/I7tjrzsZ4sM/s220/012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SyshoNtOcaI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/XEC1ZrR5_9k/s72-c/PC150001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6576962106337728103.post-3804008287350642364</id><published>2009-12-17T21:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T22:23:47.534-08:00</updated><title type='text'>School Holiday Program</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Taylor got to be a butterfly in the school play, a Mexican folklore tale.  She did not have any speaking parts but needed to know where to move and when.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SysdUMC-RHI/AAAAAAAAAz4/9jv2m7rpog8/s1600-h/COLE5126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416455209511437426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SysdUMC-RHI/AAAAAAAAAz4/9jv2m7rpog8/s320/COLE5126.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Flying through the river.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SysdTg7JXwI/AAAAAAAAAzw/3usWZWES_vU/s1600-h/COLE5169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416455197935886082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SysdTg7JXwI/AAAAAAAAAzw/3usWZWES_vU/s320/COLE5169.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Singing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SyscMilp9yI/AAAAAAAAAzo/6SkvXprogrA/s1600-h/COLE5182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416453978611906338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SyscMilp9yI/AAAAAAAAAzo/6SkvXprogrA/s320/COLE5182.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dancing with Rose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SyscMIeK6MI/AAAAAAAAAzg/Ve1Ugy4pH5A/s1600-h/COLE5204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416453971601189058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SyscMIeK6MI/AAAAAAAAAzg/Ve1Ugy4pH5A/s320/COLE5204.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I like this picture because it's of all the students, and it's candid.  They hadn't practiced this song very much and it was in Spanish.  They couldn't get the second line right during practice and so the teacher wrote out the lyrics on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;posterboard&lt;/span&gt;.  Here they are trying to sing and read unfamiliar Spanish at the same time.  Click on the picture for a closer look at their faces.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6576962106337728103-3804008287350642364?l=peterandkarencole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/feeds/3804008287350642364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6576962106337728103&amp;postID=3804008287350642364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/3804008287350642364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/3804008287350642364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/2009/12/school-holiday-program.html' title='School Holiday Program'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10519162646565146423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5a56MMVCnyY/TtCGFoYMfBI/AAAAAAAABJQ/I7tjrzsZ4sM/s220/012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SysdUMC-RHI/AAAAAAAAAz4/9jv2m7rpog8/s72-c/COLE5126.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6576962106337728103.post-6664827212015615348</id><published>2009-12-05T22:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T21:06:07.090-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Tree Hunting</title><content type='html'>We got our Christmas tree on Friday. We drove up to the snow,&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412008443424760034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SxtRAVe_YOI/AAAAAAAAAyo/7taGbC2AT0c/s320/PC041218.JPG" border="0" /&gt; found a somewhat sad tree with a nice top,&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412008463072124882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SxtRBerSX9I/AAAAAAAAAy4/brFLApPHOyo/s320/PC041220.JPG" border="0" /&gt;sawed it down,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SxtSwpUZuPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/OiB9zvm8244/s1600-h/PC041222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412010372894406898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SxtSwpUZuPI/AAAAAAAAAzI/OiB9zvm8244/s320/PC041222.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; played in the snow and got cold,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SxtSwEhvEkI/AAAAAAAAAzA/mYSzmYVKZ7s/s1600-h/PC041221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412010363018220098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SxtSwEhvEkI/AAAAAAAAAzA/mYSzmYVKZ7s/s320/PC041221.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412008451937671234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SxtRA1MoGEI/AAAAAAAAAyw/OOLPvoi8DtM/s320/PC041219.JPG" border="0" /&gt;went to our friends' house, gave the girls a warm bath and had dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412010383189823634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SxtSxPrBUJI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/zAYE8oVmjOI/s320/PC041226.JPG" border="0" /&gt; When we got home we realized that the tree was way too big so we had to cut off more of the bottom. Monday we decorated it in about 10 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt; and...viola!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412989191809542274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/Sx7M_Z7WKII/AAAAAAAAAzY/suqPJY0fy5Y/s320/PC071227.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Merry Christmas! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6576962106337728103-6664827212015615348?l=peterandkarencole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/feeds/6664827212015615348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6576962106337728103&amp;postID=6664827212015615348' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/6664827212015615348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/6664827212015615348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-tree-hunting.html' title='Christmas Tree Hunting'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10519162646565146423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5a56MMVCnyY/TtCGFoYMfBI/AAAAAAAABJQ/I7tjrzsZ4sM/s220/012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SxtRAVe_YOI/AAAAAAAAAyo/7taGbC2AT0c/s72-c/PC041218.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6576962106337728103.post-627597823283299438</id><published>2009-11-29T20:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T22:05:06.814-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Truckee Thanksgiving Vacation</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409762322776503666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SxNWK6BitXI/AAAAAAAAAxI/SgE8gXC71mE/s320/IMG_2131.jpg" border="0" /&gt;For Thanksgiving this year my parents rented a cabin in Truckee, close to my brother's.  This is how we spent our vacation:&lt;br /&gt;cooking,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SxNZ_R43KCI/AAAAAAAAAyA/MJ1Rm_jCwUw/s1600/IMG_2098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409766521070626850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SxNZ_R43KCI/AAAAAAAAAyA/MJ1Rm_jCwUw/s320/IMG_2098.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; reading,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SxNZ-0iacSI/AAAAAAAAAx4/1clqyA8pplk/s1600/IMG_2102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409766513191842082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SxNZ-0iacSI/AAAAAAAAAx4/1clqyA8pplk/s320/IMG_2102.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; eating,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SxNZFPvtZxI/AAAAAAAAAxw/Ju6QxJJG-mk/s1600/IMG_2117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409765524062955282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SxNZFPvtZxI/AAAAAAAAAxw/Ju6QxJJG-mk/s320/IMG_2117.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SxNZEuC0wXI/AAAAAAAAAxo/Unn231kdrFg/s1600/IMG_2118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409765515016323442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SxNZEuC0wXI/AAAAAAAAAxo/Unn231kdrFg/s320/IMG_2118.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; playing music,&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409756294280050482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SxNQsAH-9zI/AAAAAAAAAwg/8ZmWrKC6gRo/s320/IMG_2083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;entertaining the wildlife,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SxNZEDxa9VI/AAAAAAAAAxg/YZ_CcApdr80/s1600/IMG_2121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409765503669040466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SxNZEDxa9VI/AAAAAAAAAxg/YZ_CcApdr80/s320/IMG_2121.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; clelbrating my birthday,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SxNWMGuWtpI/AAAAAAAAAxY/bUvkffuTLEg/s1600/IMG_2124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409762343365555858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SxNWMGuWtpI/AAAAAAAAAxY/bUvkffuTLEg/s320/IMG_2124.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; reading more,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SxNWLTRYmuI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/Jw4YghNhLw8/s1600/IMG_2126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409762329553836770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SxNWLTRYmuI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/Jw4YghNhLw8/s320/IMG_2126.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SxNWKTv68wI/AAAAAAAAAxA/sPrUrQNgyDk/s320/PB251183.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and taking family photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SxNQtjkUFCI/AAAAAAAAAw4/SvwFwxvAfc0/s1600/PB261202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409756320973984802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SxNQtjkUFCI/AAAAAAAAAw4/SvwFwxvAfc0/s320/PB261202.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SxNQtNFwDiI/AAAAAAAAAww/v0lJpkIK_Fk/s1600/PB261206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409756314940214818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SxNQtNFwDiI/AAAAAAAAAww/v0lJpkIK_Fk/s320/PB261206.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SxNQsmsfWkI/AAAAAAAAAwo/Rm4PqmwV-Lw/s1600/PB261207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409756304633715266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SxNQsmsfWkI/AAAAAAAAAwo/Rm4PqmwV-Lw/s320/PB261207.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We also played Cranium and other games, went on a run, and watched football on TV.  It finally snowed on our last day there (as you can see from the sledding pictures there wasn't much to play in).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6576962106337728103-627597823283299438?l=peterandkarencole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/feeds/627597823283299438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6576962106337728103&amp;postID=627597823283299438' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/627597823283299438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/627597823283299438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/2009/11/truckee-thanksgiving-vacation.html' title='Truckee Thanksgiving Vacation'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10519162646565146423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5a56MMVCnyY/TtCGFoYMfBI/AAAAAAAABJQ/I7tjrzsZ4sM/s220/012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SxNWK6BitXI/AAAAAAAAAxI/SgE8gXC71mE/s72-c/IMG_2131.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6576962106337728103.post-9128193137124758951</id><published>2009-11-18T21:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T21:27:27.485-08:00</updated><title type='text'>City Mouse/Country Mouse</title><content type='html'>I went down to San &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Leandro&lt;/span&gt; a few weeks ago to tie up some loose ends and see friends.  I took both girls with me.  Taylor missed reading the country mouse and the city mouse story at school but we discussed the theme of the book throughout our trip.  It was great to see so many friends, but I was reminded of how much I fear traffic.  &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SwTR-4aTJCI/AAAAAAAAAwY/spSWI_yakzQ/s1600/PB051160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405676330976224290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SwTR-4aTJCI/AAAAAAAAAwY/spSWI_yakzQ/s320/PB051160.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We mostly visited with our friends, the Potters, who just had a new addition to their family.  Taylor loved holding baby Norah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SwTR-XeX-hI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/SVjswThZovU/s1600/PB051161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405676322134948370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SwTR-XeX-hI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/SVjswThZovU/s320/PB051161.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mia and Lauryn picked up right where they left off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SwTR9yhA9_I/AAAAAAAAAwI/aiuoqAR6XXs/s1600/PB061166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405676312213911538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SwTR9yhA9_I/AAAAAAAAAwI/aiuoqAR6XXs/s320/PB061166.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was a great half-way point where we stopped both on the way there and back.  The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Whiskeytown&lt;/span&gt; Lake Visitor's Center has clean bathrooms, trash cans, animal fur and skeletons that kids can touch, and it's a nice place to eat lunch.  This picture was taken on our way home and it's honestly the best one I have despite Taylor's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;tongue&lt;/span&gt;.  She's wearing her new boots which are already falling apart.  Cheap shoes don't last!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6576962106337728103-9128193137124758951?l=peterandkarencole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/feeds/9128193137124758951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6576962106337728103&amp;postID=9128193137124758951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/9128193137124758951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/9128193137124758951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/2009/11/city-mousecountry-mouse.html' title='City Mouse/Country Mouse'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10519162646565146423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5a56MMVCnyY/TtCGFoYMfBI/AAAAAAAABJQ/I7tjrzsZ4sM/s220/012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SwTR-4aTJCI/AAAAAAAAAwY/spSWI_yakzQ/s72-c/PB051160.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6576962106337728103.post-5663627722700983683</id><published>2009-11-01T21:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T21:25:04.421-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trick-or-Treat</title><content type='html'>For round two of Halloween Taylor was a princess, dressed in a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hodge-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;podge&lt;/span&gt; of "fancy" clothes from around the house, including my homecoming tiara which loses a piece every time the girls play with it. Peter's favorite part of her outfit were her princess &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;crocs&lt;/span&gt;. Lauryn got to wear the witch hat and didn't have to deal with any face paint. We went trick-or-treating with some friends who showed us where to go. The girls had a lot of fun.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/Su5qI4S5pfI/AAAAAAAAAt4/iCxtmQYo9dE/s1600-h/PA311158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399369704046962162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/Su5qI4S5pfI/AAAAAAAAAt4/iCxtmQYo9dE/s320/PA311158.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lauryn, Rose, and Taylor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/Su5qId12xWI/AAAAAAAAAtw/ffJDQxrY25o/s1600-h/PA311154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399369696945816930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/Su5qId12xWI/AAAAAAAAAtw/ffJDQxrY25o/s320/PA311154.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was before we left. Taylor made a goofy face but it's the only picture that didn't have lighting issues so I'm posting it. I think Lauryn is the cutest witch. It was fun to watch her experience her first real Halloween.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6576962106337728103-5663627722700983683?l=peterandkarencole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/feeds/5663627722700983683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6576962106337728103&amp;postID=5663627722700983683' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/5663627722700983683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/5663627722700983683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/2009/11/trick-or-treat.html' title='Trick-or-Treat'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10519162646565146423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5a56MMVCnyY/TtCGFoYMfBI/AAAAAAAABJQ/I7tjrzsZ4sM/s220/012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/Su5qI4S5pfI/AAAAAAAAAt4/iCxtmQYo9dE/s72-c/PA311158.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6576962106337728103.post-8628510572327263018</id><published>2009-10-30T22:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T23:00:53.845-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Carnival</title><content type='html'>Junction &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Elementary's&lt;/span&gt; biggest fund raiser is the Halloween carnival and raffle.  Here are some pictures of the big event.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SuvPUFJmRSI/AAAAAAAAAto/C_tEg0Nldf0/s1600-h/PA241145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398636522220438818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SuvPUFJmRSI/AAAAAAAAAto/C_tEg0Nldf0/s320/PA241145.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Taylor just won a cake at the cake walk and she's choosing a cake.  The "cake" I made (brownies with orange-colored mint frosting) looked so bad that it was the very last one on the table. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SuvPTtd_OtI/AAAAAAAAAtg/hRngh8g7Ri0/s1600-h/PA241142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398636515863509714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SuvPTtd_OtI/AAAAAAAAAtg/hRngh8g7Ri0/s320/PA241142.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This one makes me laugh because even though it's a bad picture of Peter, his half-opened eyes fit the costume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SuvPTVtCIxI/AAAAAAAAAtY/_OYQ9YCg4Pg/s1600-h/PA241140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398636509484163858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SuvPTVtCIxI/AAAAAAAAAtY/_OYQ9YCg4Pg/s320/PA241140.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We were late for the carnival and Peter and I were supposed to be at two separate booths.  I threw on some clothes I don't usually wear and didn't look in the mirror.  I left the face-painting up to the face-painting booth and was pleased with Lauryn's face.  I didn't get around to making cat ears for her headband but they took care of that for me by putting the ears on her forehead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SuvPSw3IaiI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/VW8RdjzRVkk/s1600-h/PA241138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398636499594406434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SuvPSw3IaiI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/VW8RdjzRVkk/s320/PA241138.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh boy!  Taylor just won a gold fish...and now it's floating in a big mason jar on top of the fridge.  If it survives that we'll put it in the pond someday. &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6576962106337728103-8628510572327263018?l=peterandkarencole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/feeds/8628510572327263018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6576962106337728103&amp;postID=8628510572327263018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/8628510572327263018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/8628510572327263018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/2009/10/halloween-carnival.html' title='Halloween Carnival'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10519162646565146423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5a56MMVCnyY/TtCGFoYMfBI/AAAAAAAABJQ/I7tjrzsZ4sM/s220/012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SuvPUFJmRSI/AAAAAAAAAto/C_tEg0Nldf0/s72-c/PA241145.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6576962106337728103.post-2548749448010787685</id><published>2009-10-30T22:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T22:41:12.897-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Row Row Row Your Boat</title><content type='html'>Our friend Jeanne sent her dad and his bride up here for a fishing trip.  Peter took them out on the river one day and they went with Doug the next.  I can't figure out how to upload video on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt; so I'm posting it here.  It's cute.  It's amazing to me how busy the fishing season has been.  Both Doug and Peter have been on the river for the last week straight. &lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-6a743394a6a055c4" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6a743394a6a055c4%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331075077%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DF4C7DE8D0AC039367FC63377B6C82B57852774F.1DB7DB1D7BE7BB6688C4E391E8F4CCF26F4CF564%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6a743394a6a055c4%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dj2biuciRwhSxXX6uk9-MEIVyfcA&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6a743394a6a055c4%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331075077%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DF4C7DE8D0AC039367FC63377B6C82B57852774F.1DB7DB1D7BE7BB6688C4E391E8F4CCF26F4CF564%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6a743394a6a055c4%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dj2biuciRwhSxXX6uk9-MEIVyfcA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6576962106337728103-2548749448010787685?l=peterandkarencole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/feeds/2548749448010787685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6576962106337728103&amp;postID=2548749448010787685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/2548749448010787685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/2548749448010787685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/2009/10/row-row-row-your-boat.html' title='Row Row Row Your Boat'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10519162646565146423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5a56MMVCnyY/TtCGFoYMfBI/AAAAAAAABJQ/I7tjrzsZ4sM/s220/012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6576962106337728103.post-2301462442019225679</id><published>2009-10-28T21:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T21:49:38.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Company</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm glad my mom takes pictures or I'd have nothing for my blogs.  I just posted more pictures on my running &lt;a href="http://www.wildrunnergirl.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bren and Neil came up to Mom and Dad's for a weekend and the four of them came down to check out our new place and go for a hike.  Cypress, the girl next to Bren, lives just across the highway from us with her fiance.  She and Bren have been friends for about four years, and I'm looking forward to spending more time with her.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SukbWMB3swI/AAAAAAAAAtI/m2cBiV76Obc/s1600-h/IMG_2010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397875696380392194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SukbWMB3swI/AAAAAAAAAtI/m2cBiV76Obc/s320/IMG_2010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Neil carried Lauryn in the backpack on the hike.  Instead of falling asleep like I'd hoped, she kept talking and talking.  Neil answered all of her questions and kept her entertained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SukbVsngVKI/AAAAAAAAAtA/JUWCPh4Ij4A/s1600-h/IMG_2012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397875687948309666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SukbVsngVKI/AAAAAAAAAtA/JUWCPh4Ij4A/s320/IMG_2012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SukbVKyFFJI/AAAAAAAAAs4/ncHMazpj3zc/s1600-h/IMG_2014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397875678865855634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SukbVKyFFJI/AAAAAAAAAs4/ncHMazpj3zc/s320/IMG_2014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our kittens are getting bigger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SukbUqKG1sI/AAAAAAAAAsw/_adwRxiWMtA/s1600-h/IMG_2015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397875670108264130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SukbUqKG1sI/AAAAAAAAAsw/_adwRxiWMtA/s320/IMG_2015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This cat looked so relaxed until I took it's picture.  The camera flash seemed to shoot it into the air.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6576962106337728103-2301462442019225679?l=peterandkarencole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/feeds/2301462442019225679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6576962106337728103&amp;postID=2301462442019225679' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/2301462442019225679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/2301462442019225679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/2009/10/company.html' title='Company'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10519162646565146423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5a56MMVCnyY/TtCGFoYMfBI/AAAAAAAABJQ/I7tjrzsZ4sM/s220/012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SukbWMB3swI/AAAAAAAAAtI/m2cBiV76Obc/s72-c/IMG_2010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6576962106337728103.post-2917090707506822808</id><published>2009-10-09T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T22:09:29.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tay: My Nickname Delima</title><content type='html'>Everybody at Taylor's school, including her teachers, call her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Tay&lt;/span&gt;.  I'm not sure why it bothers me.  Maybe it's because a second grade student started it; it would be different if it were a nickname that we started at home.  I can't figure out if it bothers Taylor or not.  I'll ask her about it and one day she says she likes it and another day she says she doesn't.  I realize that if I don't say something to stop it, she will be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Tay&lt;/span&gt; for at least the rest of her education in this area, which may last through high school.  Neither Peter nor I had nicknames so this is unfamiliar &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;territory&lt;/span&gt;.  Any &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;suggestions&lt;/span&gt; or insights?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6576962106337728103-2917090707506822808?l=peterandkarencole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/feeds/2917090707506822808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6576962106337728103&amp;postID=2917090707506822808' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/2917090707506822808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/2917090707506822808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/2009/10/tay-my-nickname-delima.html' title='Tay: My Nickname Delima'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10519162646565146423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5a56MMVCnyY/TtCGFoYMfBI/AAAAAAAABJQ/I7tjrzsZ4sM/s220/012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6576962106337728103.post-5282744814328990979</id><published>2009-10-06T16:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T16:24:33.924-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Odds and Ends</title><content type='html'>We went out to the coast again last weekend for Peter to take the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;CBEST&lt;/span&gt; test so that he can be a substitute teacher. From attorney to sub...that's funny. It was another beautiful day. Our friend &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Zan&lt;/span&gt; watched the girls while I did my run on a trail along the coastline. Then we took the kids to the park to play. This is the only good picture I got but I thought it was cute. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SsvNy-cAGmI/AAAAAAAAArU/LG-zmvB9bPQ/s1600-h/PA021096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389627654716529250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SsvNy-cAGmI/AAAAAAAAArU/LG-zmvB9bPQ/s320/PA021096.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This picture makes our deck look dirty, but I wanted to show the "cat condo" that we constructed for our kittens. It's basically a big shelf with a carpeted two-by-four that they climb up and down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SsvNyOzYomI/AAAAAAAAArM/HEtSA5_uZM4/s1600-h/PA021086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389627641929704034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SsvNyOzYomI/AAAAAAAAArM/HEtSA5_uZM4/s320/PA021086.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harvesting pumpkins is fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SsvNxMQ061I/AAAAAAAAArE/NUsgwXCZxSk/s1600-h/PA021092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389627624068016978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SsvNxMQ061I/AAAAAAAAArE/NUsgwXCZxSk/s320/PA021092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or miserable?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SsvNwggGIgI/AAAAAAAAAq8/ykTbE3ctOGg/s1600-h/PA021093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389627612320899586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SsvNwggGIgI/AAAAAAAAAq8/ykTbE3ctOGg/s320/PA021093.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Taylor and I were out on the deck today reading when we witnessed a new friendship forming between &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Sakari&lt;/span&gt;, our dog, and Trinity, my favorite of our five kittens.  They played together for quite a while:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-3fc11aba41ccbd4b" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3fc11aba41ccbd4b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331075078%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1645B9F379C16997EAC52046222C431639291227.1AE497636636FDCB0DA9C498AD82DD054170F1A1%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3fc11aba41ccbd4b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D_pp9fba0vLi-YYQ7NTl6FWttK_M&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3fc11aba41ccbd4b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331075078%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1645B9F379C16997EAC52046222C431639291227.1AE497636636FDCB0DA9C498AD82DD054170F1A1%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3fc11aba41ccbd4b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D_pp9fba0vLi-YYQ7NTl6FWttK_M&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6576962106337728103-5282744814328990979?l=peterandkarencole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/feeds/5282744814328990979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6576962106337728103&amp;postID=5282744814328990979' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/5282744814328990979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/5282744814328990979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/2009/10/odds-and-ends.html' title='Odds and Ends'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10519162646565146423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5a56MMVCnyY/TtCGFoYMfBI/AAAAAAAABJQ/I7tjrzsZ4sM/s220/012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SsvNy-cAGmI/AAAAAAAAArU/LG-zmvB9bPQ/s72-c/PA021096.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6576962106337728103.post-4061759465662682291</id><published>2009-10-05T21:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T21:23:59.458-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Got (Goat's) Milk?</title><content type='html'>Taylor's school has been doing a unit on farms and has taken a fieldtrip every week to a new farm. Peter and I have chaperoned the last two and it has been neat to see other farms in the area. Today we got to feed, and pet goats. Then we got to taste fresh goat's milk and make goat cheese. A lot of the kids liked the milk. I watched Taylor's face to see if she'd like it too. After a sip her face got really concerned as if to say, "Do I &lt;em&gt;have &lt;/em&gt;to drink &lt;em&gt;all&lt;/em&gt; of this?" She then offered me the cup and I knew she didn't care for it. (I was glad she didn't gag or spit it out or say something rude.) Lauryn and I had a taste. I agreed with Taylor but Lauryn loved it. "Dis is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;willwe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; yummy!" she exclaimed and then she downed it, barely coming up for air. I asked Peter if she'd eaten lunch because she seemed so ravenous about the milk. She had. She wasn't so crazy about the cheese however. It came right back out of her mouth and I had to take her outside before she spit it on the floor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6576962106337728103-4061759465662682291?l=peterandkarencole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/feeds/4061759465662682291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6576962106337728103&amp;postID=4061759465662682291' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/4061759465662682291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/4061759465662682291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/2009/10/got-goats-milk.html' title='Got (Goat&apos;s) Milk?'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10519162646565146423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5a56MMVCnyY/TtCGFoYMfBI/AAAAAAAABJQ/I7tjrzsZ4sM/s220/012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6576962106337728103.post-6662765202614220892</id><published>2009-09-30T21:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T16:19:40.232-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our New Home</title><content type='html'>We're finally mostly moved into our new home, the largest "cabin" on the ranch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SsQ3GN8q4bI/AAAAAAAAAqM/uurrph3goFg/s1600-h/P9291078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387491634204828082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SsQ3GN8q4bI/AAAAAAAAAqM/uurrph3goFg/s320/P9291078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387491645496397490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SsQ3G4AyjrI/AAAAAAAAAqU/X9PogTAxwP4/s320/P9291079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We plan to make the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;gazebo&lt;/span&gt; a play room for the girls and to transform the downstairs storage area into a laundry room/utility room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SsQ2ShDu0cI/AAAAAAAAAqE/eFxEpZETgm4/s1600-h/P9291069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387490745981522370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SsQ2ShDu0cI/AAAAAAAAAqE/eFxEpZETgm4/s320/P9291069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The main living space is the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;living room&lt;/span&gt; and eat-in kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SsQ2SEfXRoI/AAAAAAAAAp8/4CG5yGvGSnU/s1600-h/P9291082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387490738312791682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SsQ2SEfXRoI/AAAAAAAAAp8/4CG5yGvGSnU/s320/P9291082.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SsQ1ap_AGhI/AAAAAAAAAp0/16sbG5fMLeg/s1600-h/P9291062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387489786304928274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SsQ1ap_AGhI/AAAAAAAAAp0/16sbG5fMLeg/s320/P9291062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SsQ1aPaKjHI/AAAAAAAAAps/wsghaThOoI0/s1600-h/P9291061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387489779171101810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SsQ1aPaKjHI/AAAAAAAAAps/wsghaThOoI0/s320/P9291061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Two views of the girls' bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SsQ1ZeQKJbI/AAAAAAAAApk/U1eDOBEM_IA/s1600-h/P9291060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387489765975795122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SsQ1ZeQKJbI/AAAAAAAAApk/U1eDOBEM_IA/s320/P9291060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our bedroom and computer desk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SsQ0VTdUHHI/AAAAAAAAApU/dElOMvVa9ng/s1600-h/P9291056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387488594847079538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SsQ0VTdUHHI/AAAAAAAAApU/dElOMvVa9ng/s320/P9291056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387488605431239570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SsQ0V64xk5I/AAAAAAAAApc/vfrQFzq7LIk/s320/P9291085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This picture is taken from the opposite corner. You can see into our bathroom and out to the kitchen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We've successfully adopted the two ranch "puppies". They are sisters and couldn't be more different in personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387492706774797762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SsQ4EplRzcI/AAAAAAAAAqk/XoWgQNG7UPg/s320/P9291075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Lottie (above) is LAZY and has floppy ears. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Sakari&lt;/span&gt; /&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;sa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;kar&lt;/span&gt;' &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ee&lt;/span&gt;/ (below) is our guard dog; her ears are always sticking straight up. They are both very sweet dogs and good with the kids and cats.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387492697261691410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SsQ4EGJLUhI/AAAAAAAAAqc/kiT8CbMdd1I/s320/P9291074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6576962106337728103-6662765202614220892?l=peterandkarencole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/feeds/6662765202614220892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6576962106337728103&amp;postID=6662765202614220892' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/6662765202614220892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/6662765202614220892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/2009/09/our-new-home.html' title='Our New Home'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10519162646565146423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5a56MMVCnyY/TtCGFoYMfBI/AAAAAAAABJQ/I7tjrzsZ4sM/s220/012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SsQ3GN8q4bI/AAAAAAAAAqM/uurrph3goFg/s72-c/P9291078.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6576962106337728103.post-8949004179228175143</id><published>2009-09-18T21:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T21:55:34.552-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mouse Patrol</title><content type='html'>After catching two mice on our second night in our new home, we asked Peter's mom about cats we could adopt and relocate to our place.  That same day, Peter found a whole litter of kittens in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;lavender&lt;/span&gt; shop.  We've adopted all five and their mother (for the time being).  They're cute but they all look the same.  Blackish brown and fuzzy with blue-grey eyes.  They're very friendly now and have taken over the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;gazebo&lt;/span&gt; outside which will eventually be fixed up as the girls' play house.   &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SrRimOZy3SI/AAAAAAAAAos/NtNRQkfrVpQ/s1600-h/P9161020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383035863455423778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SrRimOZy3SI/AAAAAAAAAos/NtNRQkfrVpQ/s320/P9161020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SrRiltqIZgI/AAAAAAAAAok/7y_GHFpeSkQ/s1600-h/P9181037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383035854665573890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SrRiltqIZgI/AAAAAAAAAok/7y_GHFpeSkQ/s320/P9181037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Anyone want a free kitten?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6576962106337728103-8949004179228175143?l=peterandkarencole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/feeds/8949004179228175143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6576962106337728103&amp;postID=8949004179228175143' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/8949004179228175143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/8949004179228175143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/2009/09/mouse-patrol.html' title='Mouse Patrol'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10519162646565146423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5a56MMVCnyY/TtCGFoYMfBI/AAAAAAAABJQ/I7tjrzsZ4sM/s220/012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SrRimOZy3SI/AAAAAAAAAos/NtNRQkfrVpQ/s72-c/P9161020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6576962106337728103.post-931936885514261527</id><published>2009-09-18T21:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T21:58:22.299-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Vacation on a Budget</title><content type='html'>My long-time childhood friend, Jenny, and her family came to visit us for a few days. They live near &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Corvallis&lt;/span&gt;, OR; it was a long drive and I'm glad they made the trip. There were no guests here, and Doug, Heidi, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Cierra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; took a road trip; therefore, we had the ranch to ourselves. They had a mini vacation, staying in the cabin next to ours and doing many of the activities we do with our guests. The weather was cold on the day we planned to raft so instead we rode the pony, played on the zip line, fished in the pond, and made apple cider.  The next day we watched the Bigfoot Days Parade and had lunch at my parent's house. I'm hoping Jenny will send me some of her pictures since I only caught the horse ride. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SrRay7lsgqI/AAAAAAAAAoc/VnH5PoXKU9w/s1600-h/P9041001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383027285650342562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SrRay7lsgqI/AAAAAAAAAoc/VnH5PoXKU9w/s320/P9041001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Leo and Taylor brushing Domino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SrRayEC40DI/AAAAAAAAAoU/syIBaInA8g0/s1600-h/P9041007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383027270740398130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SrRayEC40DI/AAAAAAAAAoU/syIBaInA8g0/s320/P9041007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; James and Leo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SrRaxm1DlPI/AAAAAAAAAoM/sPVDIfBLC5U/s1600-h/P9041008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383027262897755378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SrRaxm1DlPI/AAAAAAAAAoM/sPVDIfBLC5U/s320/P9041008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was fun to see &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Annika&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; wearing lots of hand-me-downs from Taylor and Lauryn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SrRZyho0nXI/AAAAAAAAAoE/GY9yBUpMnww/s1600-h/P9041012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383026179172506994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SrRZyho0nXI/AAAAAAAAAoE/GY9yBUpMnww/s320/P9041012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A highlight for me was taking a hike with Jenny on one of the trails that leaves the ranch. We took Lauryn and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Annika&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in packs on our backs. At one point we had to make our way precariously across a creek. It reminded me of a photo we have of Jenny's mom, taken by my mom: Barbie is hiking near a creek with Jenny in a pack on her back. I'm sure my mom was giving me a ride too.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SrRZyNbqqqI/AAAAAAAAAn8/XkCdv9WxQ7U/s1600-h/P9041013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383026173748619938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SrRZyNbqqqI/AAAAAAAAAn8/XkCdv9WxQ7U/s320/P9041013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Would anyone else like to come for a budget vacation? Although James offered to help us finish the Laundry room, we didn't make him work that hard (besides moving some big pieces of furniture and pressing eight jugs of apple cider). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6576962106337728103-931936885514261527?l=peterandkarencole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/feeds/931936885514261527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6576962106337728103&amp;postID=931936885514261527' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/931936885514261527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/931936885514261527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-long-time-childhood-friend-jenny-and.html' title='Family Vacation on a Budget'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10519162646565146423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5a56MMVCnyY/TtCGFoYMfBI/AAAAAAAABJQ/I7tjrzsZ4sM/s220/012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SrRay7lsgqI/AAAAAAAAAoc/VnH5PoXKU9w/s72-c/P9041001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6576962106337728103.post-723380732139407515</id><published>2009-09-18T16:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T16:39:40.909-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of School</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SrQYXJu4ZKI/AAAAAAAAAn0/u21GTeg24v4/s1600-h/P8250995.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382954240643196066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SrQYXJu4ZKI/AAAAAAAAAn0/u21GTeg24v4/s320/P8250995.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Taylor's first three days of school were outside at a nearby camp ground where they did outdoor and watershed ed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SrQYWpUoYTI/AAAAAAAAAns/hgYNmYMYi6A/s1600-h/P8250996.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382954231943160114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SrQYWpUoYTI/AAAAAAAAAns/hgYNmYMYi6A/s320/P8250996.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Some new friends.  The girl on the left is the only 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; grade girl.  She is the one who painted Taylor's nails on the bus while traveling to outdoor school.  The girl on the right, Rose, is the only other kindergarten girl.  She has a sister Lauryn's age and a mom who has a lot in common with me.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt; for new friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SrQYWPqe9PI/AAAAAAAAAnk/RQKe5zRE9pM/s1600-h/P8250998.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382954225055495410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SrQYWPqe9PI/AAAAAAAAAnk/RQKe5zRE9pM/s320/P8250998.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They could be related.  Lauryn and Ruby, Rose's little sister, got to eat snacks, play in the dirt, and ride around in matching backpacks at outdoor school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Junction Elementary school currently has 22 students K-8 and one teacher.  Fortunately for Taylor, most of the kids are in kindergarten and first grade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6576962106337728103-723380732139407515?l=peterandkarencole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/feeds/723380732139407515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6576962106337728103&amp;postID=723380732139407515' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/723380732139407515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/723380732139407515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/2009/09/first-day-of-school.html' title='First Day of School'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10519162646565146423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5a56MMVCnyY/TtCGFoYMfBI/AAAAAAAABJQ/I7tjrzsZ4sM/s220/012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SrQYXJu4ZKI/AAAAAAAAAn0/u21GTeg24v4/s72-c/P8250995.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6576962106337728103.post-3458708298818195466</id><published>2009-09-18T16:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T16:19:36.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Running Blog</title><content type='html'>So I've just created another blog.  I have a lot of time to think while I'm running and often times I'll think about blogging and then I end up blogging about running which I'm pretty sure doesn't interest lots of people.  My solution is to have a separate blog about running and my experiences related to the sport.  You can check it out at &lt;a href="http://www.wildrunnergirl.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.wildrunnergirl.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6576962106337728103-3458708298818195466?l=peterandkarencole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/feeds/3458708298818195466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6576962106337728103&amp;postID=3458708298818195466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/3458708298818195466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/3458708298818195466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/2009/09/running-blog.html' title='Running Blog'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10519162646565146423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5a56MMVCnyY/TtCGFoYMfBI/AAAAAAAABJQ/I7tjrzsZ4sM/s220/012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6576962106337728103.post-926737063253810004</id><published>2009-08-13T16:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T11:50:39.805-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rafting</title><content type='html'>Yesterday we got to join our guests on the class II float trip on the river.  My kids looked so cute in their river attire that I took way too many pictures.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SoSqKPuIhdI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/TqVkZSty_qc/s1600-h/P8110953.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369603748727915986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SoSqKPuIhdI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/TqVkZSty_qc/s320/P8110953.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our hats are all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;buried&lt;/span&gt; in a box so Lauryn got to wear this hat of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Cierra's&lt;/span&gt;.  It was the smallest I could find.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SoSqJrRgt_I/AAAAAAAAAnI/ZltNKEmpcTo/s1600-h/P8110956.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369603738944190450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SoSqJrRgt_I/AAAAAAAAAnI/ZltNKEmpcTo/s320/P8110956.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SoSpUq1lsjI/AAAAAAAAAnA/32IVncmPu8g/s1600-h/P8110959.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369602828294009394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SoSpUq1lsjI/AAAAAAAAAnA/32IVncmPu8g/s320/P8110959.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Taylor with her current friend, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Rebekkah&lt;/span&gt; from Germany and Spain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SoSpT26kREI/AAAAAAAAAm4/uXFo0okLj9s/s1600-h/P8110960.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369602814356243522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SoSpT26kREI/AAAAAAAAAm4/uXFo0okLj9s/s320/P8110960.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lauryn loved the water and was not afraid of swimming in the river as long as Mom or Dad was holding onto her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SoSpTeswz-I/AAAAAAAAAmw/r0lUxr36pTE/s1600-h/P8110962.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369602807855894498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SoSpTeswz-I/AAAAAAAAAmw/r0lUxr36pTE/s320/P8110962.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SoSmBpjvq1I/AAAAAAAAAmo/1lcb4EoM70U/s1600-h/P8120966.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369599202998332242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SoSmBpjvq1I/AAAAAAAAAmo/1lcb4EoM70U/s320/P8120966.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The girl on the lap is Caroline, Taylor and Lauryn's cousin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SoSmBCf58iI/AAAAAAAAAmg/K5bXVqRDTsw/s1600-h/P8120979.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369599192513245730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SoSmBCf58iI/AAAAAAAAAmg/K5bXVqRDTsw/s320/P8120979.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lauryn is trying to ignore me in this picture because she wants to put the rock in her mouth and I won't let her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SoSmAsjtJ8I/AAAAAAAAAmY/6v-FMDw0GW4/s1600-h/P8120982.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369599186623604674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SoSmAsjtJ8I/AAAAAAAAAmY/6v-FMDw0GW4/s320/P8120982.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grandma Heidi and Lauryn in Rock Creek at our lunch stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SoSmAIf2sLI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/G7Q099JgogA/s1600-h/P8120984.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369599176943775922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SoSmAIf2sLI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/G7Q099JgogA/s320/P8120984.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt; for rapids!  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6576962106337728103-926737063253810004?l=peterandkarencole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/feeds/926737063253810004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6576962106337728103&amp;postID=926737063253810004' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/926737063253810004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/926737063253810004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/2009/08/rafting.html' title='Rafting'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10519162646565146423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5a56MMVCnyY/TtCGFoYMfBI/AAAAAAAABJQ/I7tjrzsZ4sM/s220/012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SoSqKPuIhdI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/TqVkZSty_qc/s72-c/P8110953.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6576962106337728103.post-7949821931780840691</id><published>2009-08-13T16:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T16:39:57.647-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ranch Photos</title><content type='html'>Taylor is enjoying ranch life.  She gets a new friend every week that we get new guests, and she has gotten to join in on the horse riding.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SoShuJko_OI/AAAAAAAAAmI/c4o4u1EkLe0/s1600-h/P8050930.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369594469948128482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SoShuJko_OI/AAAAAAAAAmI/c4o4u1EkLe0/s320/P8050930.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Without Taylor around to entertain Lauryn, I have become Lauryn's best friend.  Here are some pictures from a walk around the ranch and the zip line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SoShtWfd6NI/AAAAAAAAAmA/Ee-YoS_gKLo/s1600-h/P8050925.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369594456236222674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SoShtWfd6NI/AAAAAAAAAmA/Ee-YoS_gKLo/s320/P8050925.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SoShs45-_ZI/AAAAAAAAAl4/O2b_OIHMf0M/s1600-h/P8050922.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369594448294378898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SoShs45-_ZI/AAAAAAAAAl4/O2b_OIHMf0M/s320/P8050922.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SoShsd2xq0I/AAAAAAAAAlw/VbPR_NEvMsU/s1600-h/P8050921.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369594441033165634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SoShsd2xq0I/AAAAAAAAAlw/VbPR_NEvMsU/s320/P8050921.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was rainy and cold the first week we were here.  It's hot again now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6576962106337728103-7949821931780840691?l=peterandkarencole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/feeds/7949821931780840691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6576962106337728103&amp;postID=7949821931780840691' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/7949821931780840691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/7949821931780840691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/2009/08/ranch-photos.html' title='Ranch Photos'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10519162646565146423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5a56MMVCnyY/TtCGFoYMfBI/AAAAAAAABJQ/I7tjrzsZ4sM/s220/012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SoShuJko_OI/AAAAAAAAAmI/c4o4u1EkLe0/s72-c/P8050930.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6576962106337728103.post-3271391101435225887</id><published>2009-08-09T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T08:02:32.057-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flat Butt, Big Belly</title><content type='html'>That's how I feel after our 9+ hour drive on Friday and our 5 hour drive yesterday; we have another 5+ hours to go today.  I've been eating granola bars, preztle sticks, and donuts.  Ugh!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/Sn7kBER_QXI/AAAAAAAAAlU/YRUx6dhXB5E/s1600-h/P8070933.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367978512852402546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/Sn7kBER_QXI/AAAAAAAAAlU/YRUx6dhXB5E/s320/P8070933.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/Sn7kA51TF2I/AAAAAAAAAlM/yTiWjHadql0/s1600-h/P8070932.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367978510047713122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/Sn7kA51TF2I/AAAAAAAAAlM/yTiWjHadql0/s320/P8070932.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Now I know that all of our belongings can fit into a 17 ft uhaul, a 24 ft uhaul, and a pick up truck.  Goodbye San Leandro!  We're offically out of the Bay Area now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6576962106337728103-3271391101435225887?l=peterandkarencole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/feeds/3271391101435225887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6576962106337728103&amp;postID=3271391101435225887' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/3271391101435225887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/3271391101435225887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/2009/08/flat-butt-big-belly.html' title='Flat Butt, Big Belly'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10519162646565146423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5a56MMVCnyY/TtCGFoYMfBI/AAAAAAAABJQ/I7tjrzsZ4sM/s220/012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/Sn7kBER_QXI/AAAAAAAAAlU/YRUx6dhXB5E/s72-c/P8070933.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6576962106337728103.post-1040361843028403300</id><published>2009-08-04T13:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T14:03:58.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Highway</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SnihGo26atI/AAAAAAAAAlE/R-6sIIO6wvs/s1600-h/P8010917.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366216091430972114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SnihGo26atI/AAAAAAAAAlE/R-6sIIO6wvs/s320/P8010917.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is my new running ground.  I leave the ranch driveway and turn left or right for a jog on Highway 96.  On Saturday I ran for 12 miles and saw three cars, three deer, one piece of litter and one osprey.  I can think of worse places to run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6576962106337728103-1040361843028403300?l=peterandkarencole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/feeds/1040361843028403300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6576962106337728103&amp;postID=1040361843028403300' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/1040361843028403300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/1040361843028403300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-highway.html' title='My Highway'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10519162646565146423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5a56MMVCnyY/TtCGFoYMfBI/AAAAAAAABJQ/I7tjrzsZ4sM/s220/012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SnihGo26atI/AAAAAAAAAlE/R-6sIIO6wvs/s72-c/P8010917.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6576962106337728103.post-3182895726768289647</id><published>2009-07-30T21:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T21:51:33.431-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More Goodbyes</title><content type='html'>Our next door neighbor, Ms. Dorothy, runs a day care, and she hosted a goodbye party for the girls today.  The kids ate pizza, cake, and ice cream and then played for an hour while I got some cleaning done.  We're going to miss the kids next door.  Taylor asked me, "Can I go over to the day care?" so often that it was probably one of Lauryn's first long sentences.  At least once a week the girls would hop the fence to play--with Ms. Dorothy's and Mom's approval of course.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SnJ1KNZbMnI/AAAAAAAAAk8/-VAeKgOgiHs/s1600-h/P7300898.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364478924407124594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SnJ1KNZbMnI/AAAAAAAAAk8/-VAeKgOgiHs/s320/P7300898.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SnJ1Jq6-0vI/AAAAAAAAAk0/HECW5OaTk3Y/s1600-h/P7300899.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364478915152630514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SnJ1Jq6-0vI/AAAAAAAAAk0/HECW5OaTk3Y/s320/P7300899.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SnJ1JCwdJlI/AAAAAAAAAks/EJC9MoEJ4-U/s1600-h/P7300903.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364478904371062354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SnJ1JCwdJlI/AAAAAAAAAks/EJC9MoEJ4-U/s320/P7300903.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SnJ1IfVzmhI/AAAAAAAAAkk/zafve1IhqrY/s1600-h/P7300907.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364478894864046610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SnJ1IfVzmhI/AAAAAAAAAkk/zafve1IhqrY/s320/P7300907.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6576962106337728103-3182895726768289647?l=peterandkarencole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/feeds/3182895726768289647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6576962106337728103&amp;postID=3182895726768289647' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/3182895726768289647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/3182895726768289647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/2009/07/more-goodbyes.html' title='More Goodbyes'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10519162646565146423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5a56MMVCnyY/TtCGFoYMfBI/AAAAAAAABJQ/I7tjrzsZ4sM/s220/012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SnJ1KNZbMnI/AAAAAAAAAk8/-VAeKgOgiHs/s72-c/P7300898.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6576962106337728103.post-1231376187177603892</id><published>2009-07-30T21:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T21:30:18.194-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bed Head</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SnJygBBGfvI/AAAAAAAAAkc/Ujbqux4_B5Q/s1600-h/P7290893.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364476000506117874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SnJygBBGfvI/AAAAAAAAAkc/Ujbqux4_B5Q/s320/P7290893.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm grateful for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;detangling&lt;/span&gt; spray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6576962106337728103-1231376187177603892?l=peterandkarencole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/feeds/1231376187177603892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6576962106337728103&amp;postID=1231376187177603892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/1231376187177603892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/1231376187177603892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/2009/07/bed-head.html' title='Bed Head'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10519162646565146423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5a56MMVCnyY/TtCGFoYMfBI/AAAAAAAABJQ/I7tjrzsZ4sM/s220/012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SnJygBBGfvI/AAAAAAAAAkc/Ujbqux4_B5Q/s72-c/P7290893.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6576962106337728103.post-4044967940529490786</id><published>2009-07-30T21:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T21:24:24.735-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbyes</title><content type='html'>We had a park picnic play day Wednesday to say goodbye to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Easton&lt;/span&gt;, Sabina and their mom Lisa.  Good friends!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SnJwVsaKeOI/AAAAAAAAAkU/Us_oiDYy6UY/s1600-h/P7280889.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364473624152144098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SnJwVsaKeOI/AAAAAAAAAkU/Us_oiDYy6UY/s320/P7280889.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We all enjoyed some of Peter's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;homemade&lt;/span&gt; fig roll ups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SnJwVLaxcDI/AAAAAAAAAkM/gpXC4-4k8uc/s1600-h/P7280890.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364473615296327730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SnJwVLaxcDI/AAAAAAAAAkM/gpXC4-4k8uc/s320/P7280890.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Easton&lt;/span&gt; and Taylor were preschool buds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6576962106337728103-4044967940529490786?l=peterandkarencole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/feeds/4044967940529490786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6576962106337728103&amp;postID=4044967940529490786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/4044967940529490786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/4044967940529490786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/2009/07/goodbyes.html' title='Goodbyes'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10519162646565146423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5a56MMVCnyY/TtCGFoYMfBI/AAAAAAAABJQ/I7tjrzsZ4sM/s220/012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SnJwVsaKeOI/AAAAAAAAAkU/Us_oiDYy6UY/s72-c/P7280889.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6576962106337728103.post-2144235577896257027</id><published>2009-07-25T20:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T13:57:49.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Running Lake Chabot</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/Smy8NmWpU1I/AAAAAAAAAkE/1PU2lRdnyqA/s1600-h/P7240874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362868198111269714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/Smy8NmWpU1I/AAAAAAAAAkE/1PU2lRdnyqA/s320/P7240874.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One thing that I may miss above all else about this place is Lake &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Chabot&lt;/span&gt;.  One friend told me there are over 700 miles of trails around the lake and on into other &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;regional&lt;/span&gt; parks.  One of my favorite runs was simply around the lake but I never got to share the whole 10-mile loop with anyone.  Here are some of my favorite parts of the loop as well as a video of my favorite single-track section.  I always thought it would be cool to make a video of this but now I include it as comic relief.  It's sort of like that movie &lt;em&gt;Blair Witch Project; &lt;/em&gt;shaky and confusing.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-3d4d312e06c22949" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3d4d312e06c22949%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331075078%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7470D5BFE77A6B5D2883CDAB064EFF6CC1876231.C9D96B6565685E654EE6E27EAAA4799858DED9F%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3d4d312e06c22949%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D3qJ4YZXSccXUw3izKv-dbSR2xxw&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3d4d312e06c22949%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331075078%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7470D5BFE77A6B5D2883CDAB064EFF6CC1876231.C9D96B6565685E654EE6E27EAAA4799858DED9F%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3d4d312e06c22949%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D3qJ4YZXSccXUw3izKv-dbSR2xxw&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/Smy8NYQ_yWI/AAAAAAAAAj8/enjm0_ZeFYM/s1600-h/P7240878.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362868194329479522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/Smy8NYQ_yWI/AAAAAAAAAj8/enjm0_ZeFYM/s320/P7240878.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SmvUz9uZOzI/AAAAAAAAAj0/3qNez7ekjzg/s1600-h/P7240881.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362613770522278706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SmvUz9uZOzI/AAAAAAAAAj0/3qNez7ekjzg/s320/P7240881.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On clear days you can see San Francisco &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;glistening&lt;/span&gt; in the distance from this vista.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SmvUzqmdFkI/AAAAAAAAAjs/oHTxZZ0TBKI/s1600-h/P7240883.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362613765388703298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SmvUzqmdFkI/AAAAAAAAAjs/oHTxZZ0TBKI/s320/P7240883.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This lake has lots of fingers so before you can get to that side of the lake...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...you must run around this section.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SmvUzM8GiqI/AAAAAAAAAjk/hH39mbBFSWI/s1600-h/P7240885.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362613757426436770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SmvUzM8GiqI/AAAAAAAAAjk/hH39mbBFSWI/s320/P7240885.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SmvUy-CuWdI/AAAAAAAAAjc/pFWMQKgM9LU/s1600-h/P7240886.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362613753427679698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SmvUy-CuWdI/AAAAAAAAAjc/pFWMQKgM9LU/s320/P7240886.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's ironic that here, in the city, there are awesome trails to run but in the mountains where I'm going I will be running mostly on the highway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6576962106337728103-2144235577896257027?l=peterandkarencole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=3d4d312e06c22949&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/feeds/2144235577896257027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6576962106337728103&amp;postID=2144235577896257027' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/2144235577896257027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/2144235577896257027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/2009/07/running-lake-chabot.html' title='Running Lake Chabot'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10519162646565146423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5a56MMVCnyY/TtCGFoYMfBI/AAAAAAAABJQ/I7tjrzsZ4sM/s220/012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/Smy8NmWpU1I/AAAAAAAAAkE/1PU2lRdnyqA/s72-c/P7240874.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6576962106337728103.post-7902817727659919830</id><published>2009-07-24T21:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T22:48:19.834-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Half Moon Bay</title><content type='html'>Off to Half Moon Bay! But first...&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SmqPt0m0NUI/AAAAAAAAAjU/IM7JQRYYjdY/s1600-h/P7210860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362256323716330818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SmqPt0m0NUI/AAAAAAAAAjU/IM7JQRYYjdY/s320/P7210860.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;Gotta change the flat.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SmqPtecf9vI/AAAAAAAAAjM/xgVn-P75TrY/s1600-h/P7210865.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362256317767481074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SmqPtecf9vI/AAAAAAAAAjM/xgVn-P75TrY/s320/P7210865.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was foggy but not too cold. The kids had fun playing in the sand, and I ejoyed the peaceful sound of the waves. That's Bren in the picture with Lauryn, not me. She came down for two days which was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SmqPs1QpCHI/AAAAAAAAAjE/xamXHF_ldD8/s1600-h/P7210866.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362256306711890034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SmqPs1QpCHI/AAAAAAAAAjE/xamXHF_ldD8/s320/P7210866.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jill and her daughters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SmqNKYceLYI/AAAAAAAAAi8/1KMzzMN1Kgw/s1600-h/P7220867.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362253515838074242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SmqNKYceLYI/AAAAAAAAAi8/1KMzzMN1Kgw/s320/P7220867.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SmqNJ9GYWiI/AAAAAAAAAi0/c-zqiDAjeTo/s1600-h/P7220869.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362253508497660450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SmqNJ9GYWiI/AAAAAAAAAi0/c-zqiDAjeTo/s320/P7220869.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SmqNJUHGEZI/AAAAAAAAAis/lYvzVfjfxB8/s1600-h/P7220871.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362253497494802834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SmqNJUHGEZI/AAAAAAAAAis/lYvzVfjfxB8/s320/P7220871.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Afterwards we walked down town and had ice cream cones. I nabbed these pictures from Bren's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SmqKEsjKfKI/AAAAAAAAAik/9yOfVug4Tqs/s1600-h/tandlbeach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362250119620754594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SmqKEsjKfKI/AAAAAAAAAik/9yOfVug4Tqs/s200/tandlbeach.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SmqKESTv2-I/AAAAAAAAAic/4PS6yrjuaQI/s1600-h/kandlbeach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362250112576773090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SmqKESTv2-I/AAAAAAAAAic/4PS6yrjuaQI/s200/kandlbeach.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6576962106337728103-7902817727659919830?l=peterandkarencole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/feeds/7902817727659919830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6576962106337728103&amp;postID=7902817727659919830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/7902817727659919830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/7902817727659919830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/2009/07/half-moon-bay.html' title='Half Moon Bay'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10519162646565146423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5a56MMVCnyY/TtCGFoYMfBI/AAAAAAAABJQ/I7tjrzsZ4sM/s220/012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SmqPt0m0NUI/AAAAAAAAAjU/IM7JQRYYjdY/s72-c/P7210860.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6576962106337728103.post-7570692103296562612</id><published>2009-07-23T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T09:30:56.198-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting Data</title><content type='html'>I just got off the phone with an institution that does not recognize my new address in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Somes&lt;/span&gt; Bar.  I think that happens a lot so I will probably need to get a P.O. Box at the store.  While I was looking for the post office I came &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;across&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.brainyzip.com/zipcodes/95/95568.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; site with info about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Somes&lt;/span&gt; Bar.  I keep saying the population is 600 but according to this site it's 197!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6576962106337728103-7570692103296562612?l=peterandkarencole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/feeds/7570692103296562612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6576962106337728103&amp;postID=7570692103296562612' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/7570692103296562612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/7570692103296562612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/2009/07/interesting-data.html' title='Interesting Data'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10519162646565146423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5a56MMVCnyY/TtCGFoYMfBI/AAAAAAAABJQ/I7tjrzsZ4sM/s220/012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6576962106337728103.post-4714495188749176311</id><published>2009-07-18T14:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T14:45:32.014-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye Bye Bunk Beds</title><content type='html'>We gave our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;bunk beds&lt;/span&gt; and dresser away yesterday to a family in need.  This is how the girls slept last night.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SmI_LW5u03I/AAAAAAAAAiU/1VC-GS3VtH8/s1600-h/P7170859.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359915970883146610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SmI_LW5u03I/AAAAAAAAAiU/1VC-GS3VtH8/s320/P7170859.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our house was on the market 8 days before we got an offer for our asking price.  We're in escrow now and hoping that all goes as planned.  Peter took our first big load up today and will work at the ranch for a few weeks before coming back down for the final move.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6576962106337728103-4714495188749176311?l=peterandkarencole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/feeds/4714495188749176311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6576962106337728103&amp;postID=4714495188749176311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/4714495188749176311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/4714495188749176311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/2009/07/bye-bye-bunk-beds.html' title='Bye Bye Bunk Beds'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10519162646565146423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5a56MMVCnyY/TtCGFoYMfBI/AAAAAAAABJQ/I7tjrzsZ4sM/s220/012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SmI_LW5u03I/AAAAAAAAAiU/1VC-GS3VtH8/s72-c/P7170859.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6576962106337728103.post-8989261909728955930</id><published>2009-07-18T14:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T14:29:17.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What Happens...</title><content type='html'>...when you leave Lauryn alone to eat a hard-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;boiled&lt;/span&gt; egg. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SmI7suAqcTI/AAAAAAAAAiM/FSybLR74dQU/s1600-h/P7170858.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359912145975406898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SmI7suAqcTI/AAAAAAAAAiM/FSybLR74dQU/s320/P7170858.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Peter and I were downstairs when I heard a pounding noise in the dining room.  I came up to find Lauryn smashing her yoke with her palms.  Are you familiar with the game Mole?  It was like that.  Later Peter told me that Lauryn never eats the yoke, just the whites.  I wish I would have known that sooner. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6576962106337728103-8989261909728955930?l=peterandkarencole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/feeds/8989261909728955930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6576962106337728103&amp;postID=8989261909728955930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/8989261909728955930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/8989261909728955930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-happens.html' title='What Happens...'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10519162646565146423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5a56MMVCnyY/TtCGFoYMfBI/AAAAAAAABJQ/I7tjrzsZ4sM/s220/012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SmI7suAqcTI/AAAAAAAAAiM/FSybLR74dQU/s72-c/P7170858.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6576962106337728103.post-2903872369473144901</id><published>2009-07-18T13:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T14:14:12.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Farewell Potluck</title><content type='html'>Three families, including ours, are moving out of our ward at the same time.  We had a farewell potluck at our place last week.  Peter spent his time chasing kids out of the garden while I visited.  I will miss this ward.  I put more pictures on facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SmI3Ryae3mI/AAAAAAAAAh8/s2Agp_uUJIo/s1600-h/P7150851.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359907285254463074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SmI3Ryae3mI/AAAAAAAAAh8/s2Agp_uUJIo/s320/P7150851.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359907292873587426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SmI3SOzBeuI/AAAAAAAAAiE/SfZpo8GyBaM/s320/P7150854.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Telesia&lt;/span&gt; and Jill hanging in the hammocks&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SmI3RsH8KNI/AAAAAAAAAh0/ldwHOKbop90/s1600-h/P7150849.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359907283566078162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SmI3RsH8KNI/AAAAAAAAAh0/ldwHOKbop90/s320/P7150849.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mia, one of Taylor and Lauryn's  favorite playmates, and her mom Lisa, one of my best pals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6576962106337728103-2903872369473144901?l=peterandkarencole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/feeds/2903872369473144901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6576962106337728103&amp;postID=2903872369473144901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/2903872369473144901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/2903872369473144901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/2009/07/farewell-potluck.html' title='Farewell Potluck'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10519162646565146423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5a56MMVCnyY/TtCGFoYMfBI/AAAAAAAABJQ/I7tjrzsZ4sM/s220/012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SmI3Ryae3mI/AAAAAAAAAh8/s2Agp_uUJIo/s72-c/P7150851.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6576962106337728103.post-8194401071983260784</id><published>2009-07-18T13:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T13:50:59.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beating the Heat</title><content type='html'>It has been so hot here lately.  A few days ago we went over to the Potter's house to jump on their trampoline in the sprinkler.  Taylor and Mia thought it was awesome; Lauryn stuck to the wading pool.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SmIyQNEH1KI/AAAAAAAAAhs/ShUhsNb5rB8/s1600-h/P7140840.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359901760490558626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SmIyQNEH1KI/AAAAAAAAAhs/ShUhsNb5rB8/s320/P7140840.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SmIyPx7LLuI/AAAAAAAAAhk/EZiHHCKtH5c/s1600-h/P7140842.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359901753205272290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SmIyPx7LLuI/AAAAAAAAAhk/EZiHHCKtH5c/s320/P7140842.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6576962106337728103-8194401071983260784?l=peterandkarencole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/feeds/8194401071983260784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6576962106337728103&amp;postID=8194401071983260784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/8194401071983260784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/8194401071983260784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/2009/07/beating-heat.html' title='Beating the Heat'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10519162646565146423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5a56MMVCnyY/TtCGFoYMfBI/AAAAAAAABJQ/I7tjrzsZ4sM/s220/012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SmIyQNEH1KI/AAAAAAAAAhs/ShUhsNb5rB8/s72-c/P7140840.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6576962106337728103.post-1691004410411027347</id><published>2009-07-12T16:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T21:18:17.484-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jelly Belly Birthday Beauty</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, after a morning run and Peter's morning basketball, we got the house ready for an open house and headed to Woodland to celebrate Grandma Carolyn's birthday at Vince's Mexican Restaurant. On the way we stopped at the Jelly Belly Factory. We waited in line and everything seemed fine. Then...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357730571848068706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/Slp7kZFBLmI/AAAAAAAAAhM/PjsaJxQUw8w/s320/P7110821.JPG" border="0" /&gt;we had to wear hats to go on the tour. Lauryn completely refused and couldn't be bribed. So she and Peter waited outside while Taylor and I went through the tour. 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href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=709a36413be29c1e&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=e9a01e4d5baaa5e9&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/feeds/1691004410411027347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6576962106337728103&amp;postID=1691004410411027347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/1691004410411027347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/1691004410411027347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/2009/07/jelly-belly-birthday-beauty.html' title='Jelly Belly Birthday Beauty'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10519162646565146423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5a56MMVCnyY/TtCGFoYMfBI/AAAAAAAABJQ/I7tjrzsZ4sM/s220/012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/Slp7kZFBLmI/AAAAAAAAAhM/PjsaJxQUw8w/s72-c/P7110821.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6576962106337728103.post-3575850260110464573</id><published>2009-07-12T16:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T16:57:43.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Good Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;When Peter quit his job, we decided that we wouldn't spend any more money on food and just live off our garden, food storage, and chicken eggs.  I was not looking forward to eating.  However, we've been eating better than normal around here.  This was Friday's dinner:&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/Slp2-lKG7JI/AAAAAAAAAg8/4hdbRFqjThs/s1600-h/P7100818.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357725524209101970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/Slp2-lKG7JI/AAAAAAAAAg8/4hdbRFqjThs/s320/P7100818.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cucumber and tomato salad,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/Slp2-W53WHI/AAAAAAAAAg0/a5QedWbo1I4/s1600-h/P7100819.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357725520382875762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/Slp2-W53WHI/AAAAAAAAAg0/a5QedWbo1I4/s320/P7100819.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; salmon burgers and grilled &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;zucchini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/Slp290D5IMI/AAAAAAAAAgs/qQg6GeYpEWA/s1600-h/P7100820.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357725511029694658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/Slp290D5IMI/AAAAAAAAAgs/qQg6GeYpEWA/s320/P7100820.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;enjoyed&lt;/span&gt; outside on the patio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6576962106337728103-3575850260110464573?l=peterandkarencole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/feeds/3575850260110464573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6576962106337728103&amp;postID=3575850260110464573' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/3575850260110464573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/3575850260110464573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/2009/07/good-life.html' title='The Good Life'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10519162646565146423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5a56MMVCnyY/TtCGFoYMfBI/AAAAAAAABJQ/I7tjrzsZ4sM/s220/012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/Slp2-lKG7JI/AAAAAAAAAg8/4hdbRFqjThs/s72-c/P7100818.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6576962106337728103.post-47102573958368805</id><published>2009-07-07T21:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T21:57:48.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Think I Can</title><content type='html'>Taylor learned how to ride her bike yesterday.  Peter is a good teacher.  We went back to the school playground again today to practice and this time I brought the camera.  The best part of this video is at the end when you can hear Taylor chanting "I think I can.  I think I can."&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-7c92ede63cd77443" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D7c92ede63cd77443%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331075078%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D924953EAF4E787A864ECC1BBFFCA862678C4C92.4D7255CA26B67595CDC50C652C587DAD45B11190%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7c92ede63cd77443%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D5jKqMA1_6ZYH7Vczn5IcN0D215c&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D7c92ede63cd77443%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331075078%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D924953EAF4E787A864ECC1BBFFCA862678C4C92.4D7255CA26B67595CDC50C652C587DAD45B11190%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7c92ede63cd77443%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D5jKqMA1_6ZYH7Vczn5IcN0D215c&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6576962106337728103-47102573958368805?l=peterandkarencole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=7c92ede63cd77443&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/feeds/47102573958368805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6576962106337728103&amp;postID=47102573958368805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/47102573958368805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/47102573958368805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-think-i-can.html' title='I Think I Can'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10519162646565146423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5a56MMVCnyY/TtCGFoYMfBI/AAAAAAAABJQ/I7tjrzsZ4sM/s220/012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6576962106337728103.post-6506289833097460896</id><published>2009-07-07T21:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T21:45:38.477-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Replacing Pebbles</title><content type='html'>This is our newest chicken. Peter says he wasn't planning on getting another chicken to replace Pebbles until he saw this beauty. She has grown up free-roaming and so when Peter was feeding her yesterday she escaped the coop and our yard. She flew right over the fence. Once I got into the neighbor's yard, she flew over another fence. After meeting more of our neighbors and explaining our predicament (which they found amusing) we finally caught her and clipped her wings right away. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355944873689325042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SlQjfFDTnfI/AAAAAAAAAgc/1AlaFlRjYuU/s320/P7060793.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This was after the chase and wing-clipping.  I think she was exhausted because she stood on Peter's skateboard for a long time.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355944883277508546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SlQjfoxTr8I/AAAAAAAAAgk/K8aUXFSYV5M/s320/P7060804.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the color of her feathers.  She just started to lay eggs, they are off-white.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6576962106337728103-6506289833097460896?l=peterandkarencole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/feeds/6506289833097460896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6576962106337728103&amp;postID=6506289833097460896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/6506289833097460896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/6506289833097460896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/2009/07/replacing-pebbles.html' title='Replacing Pebbles'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10519162646565146423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5a56MMVCnyY/TtCGFoYMfBI/AAAAAAAABJQ/I7tjrzsZ4sM/s220/012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SlQjfFDTnfI/AAAAAAAAAgc/1AlaFlRjYuU/s72-c/P7060793.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6576962106337728103.post-3611804739866026976</id><published>2009-07-05T23:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T23:23:28.631-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On the Market</title><content type='html'>Facing Reality:  We can afford to be here only a couple more months...without buying food (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;yay&lt;/span&gt; for food storage, chicken eggs, and our garden).  Law firms in the area have laid off many employees.  The chances of Peter finding a job that will allow us to keep the house is slim.  So, our house has a big FOR SALE sign and is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;officially&lt;/span&gt; on the market.  You can check out pictures on our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;realtor's&lt;/span&gt;' &lt;a href="http://www.visualtour.com/inventory.asp?u=6190&amp;amp;mp=10000&amp;amp;ss=0&amp;amp;pt=0,1,2&amp;amp;s=bd&amp;amp;fn=rBQnhf+2r1jDR%3F8"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt;.  We're 670 Sybil.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6576962106337728103-3611804739866026976?l=peterandkarencole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/feeds/3611804739866026976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6576962106337728103&amp;postID=3611804739866026976' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/3611804739866026976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/3611804739866026976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/2009/07/on-market.html' title='On the Market'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10519162646565146423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5a56MMVCnyY/TtCGFoYMfBI/AAAAAAAABJQ/I7tjrzsZ4sM/s220/012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6576962106337728103.post-8770684133106993625</id><published>2009-07-05T23:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T23:14:46.768-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cock-a-Doodle-Do</title><content type='html'>While the girls and I were in Trinidad, Peter stayed home to do some projects that we had materials for but hadn't gotten to because we didn't have time.  One morning he called me around 8AM; I was still in bed.  "I've been up since 6:30," he said, which isn't normal Peter behavior.  Turns out, around 6AM he was having a dream in which someone kept making this awful noise.  When he finally woke up he realized that Pebbles, our youngest chicken, was welcoming the morning as only a rooster can do.  He took Pebbles back that day and got another hen--which I think is completely crazy considering our situation at the moment.  We were very suspicious of Pebbles' rooster tail and strut.  She--er He never got along with the other chickens so it's kind of a relief.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6576962106337728103-8770684133106993625?l=peterandkarencole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/feeds/8770684133106993625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6576962106337728103&amp;postID=8770684133106993625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/8770684133106993625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/8770684133106993625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/2009/07/cock-doodle-do.html' title='Cock-a-Doodle-Do'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10519162646565146423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5a56MMVCnyY/TtCGFoYMfBI/AAAAAAAABJQ/I7tjrzsZ4sM/s220/012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6576962106337728103.post-8085583619383514808</id><published>2009-07-05T22:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T23:03:13.459-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trinidad Vacation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We have spent the last ten days on a much-needed family vacation in Trinidad, CA.  Karen's family gets together there every year to go fishing and relax.  Here is an overload of pictures.   I'm missing pictures of our boat ride, but I'll get those from Mom later.  &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SlGP0ft2EcI/AAAAAAAAAgU/KFIB9-IQL90/s1600-h/P6260731.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355219563949986242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SlGP0ft2EcI/AAAAAAAAAgU/KFIB9-IQL90/s200/P6260731.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Taylor making a necklace at the bead store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SlGPzxxiYgI/AAAAAAAAAgM/sruXggbFvbE/s1600-h/P6280732.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355219551617442306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SlGPzxxiYgI/AAAAAAAAAgM/sruXggbFvbE/s200/P6280732.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The first five days were beautiful and warm.  Lauryn loved the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SlGO55KbGZI/AAAAAAAAAgE/tt6BgUZWFiY/s1600-h/P6300739.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355218557168458130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SlGO55KbGZI/AAAAAAAAAgE/tt6BgUZWFiY/s200/P6300739.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Taylor and cousin Josh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SlGO5SVLixI/AAAAAAAAAf8/MGjlAq-CQzw/s1600-h/P7020741.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355218546744593170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SlGO5SVLixI/AAAAAAAAAf8/MGjlAq-CQzw/s200/P7020741.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Peter came up on Taylor's birthday to spend the last part of the week with us.  Here he is adorned with "Pretty Pretty Princess" accessories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SlGO41LBUkI/AAAAAAAAAf0/71_W-gODzjM/s1600-h/P7020742.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355218538917352002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SlGO41LBUkI/AAAAAAAAAf0/71_W-gODzjM/s200/P7020742.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy 5&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; birthday Taylor!  Bren made the carrot cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SlGO4veo8hI/AAAAAAAAAfs/z5fFcu79zBU/s1600-h/P7020746.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355218537389027858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SlGO4veo8hI/AAAAAAAAAfs/z5fFcu79zBU/s200/P7020746.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Birthday Girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SlGM76g6WXI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Egop-Id_vf8/s1600-h/P7040750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355216392867699058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SlGM76g6WXI/AAAAAAAAAfk/Egop-Id_vf8/s200/P7040750.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of July on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Arcata&lt;/span&gt; plaza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SlGM7VoC2LI/AAAAAAAAAfc/hs5szlP95h0/s1600-h/P7040756.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355216382965504178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SlGM7VoC2LI/AAAAAAAAAfc/hs5szlP95h0/s200/P7040756.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Daddy shows how it's done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SlGM6r_Ct9I/AAAAAAAAAfU/NNl9P0dSsh4/s1600-h/P7040758.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355216371787675602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SlGM6r_Ct9I/AAAAAAAAAfU/NNl9P0dSsh4/s200/P7040758.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Poor parenting moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SlGM6VzKViI/AAAAAAAAAfM/jp7zFDzzOZQ/s1600-h/P7040760.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355216365832263202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SlGM6VzKViI/AAAAAAAAAfM/jp7zFDzzOZQ/s200/P7040760.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Listening to the live music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fireworks on Trinidad Sate Beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SlGK5g1tu_I/AAAAAAAAAfE/kbK3BQPvrCA/s1600-h/P7040765.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355214152592636914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SlGK5g1tu_I/AAAAAAAAAfE/kbK3BQPvrCA/s200/P7040765.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Taylor and Lauryn sporting their matching Patagonia jackets from Amy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SlGK5GDvi2I/AAAAAAAAAe8/imjatG8RdMI/s1600-h/P7040767.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355214145403718498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SlGK5GDvi2I/AAAAAAAAAe8/imjatG8RdMI/s200/P7040767.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SlGJzlEuIaI/AAAAAAAAAes/ifdAji54Fmo/s1600-h/P7040769.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355212951138476450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SlGJzlEuIaI/AAAAAAAAAes/ifdAji54Fmo/s200/P7040769.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Auntie Bren and Lauryn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SlGJzeGXO2I/AAAAAAAAAek/LPtGvsAkU0M/s1600-h/P7040774.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355212949266316130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SlGJzeGXO2I/AAAAAAAAAek/LPtGvsAkU0M/s200/P7040774.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lauren, Laura, Bren Laurel, and Lauryn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SlGJyzui2GI/AAAAAAAAAec/QZV7CBLUzNs/s1600-h/P7040779.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355212937892124770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SlGJyzui2GI/AAAAAAAAAec/QZV7CBLUzNs/s200/P7040779.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Peter put on a nice fireworks display for our group.  We also enjoyed watching the fireworks of other families on the beach, especially the illegal ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SlGJyjfQ3VI/AAAAAAAAAeU/epgpihRUF2U/s1600-h/P7040782.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355212933533064530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SlGJyjfQ3VI/AAAAAAAAAeU/epgpihRUF2U/s200/P7040782.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Taylor was Daddy's helper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6576962106337728103-8085583619383514808?l=peterandkarencole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/feeds/8085583619383514808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6576962106337728103&amp;postID=8085583619383514808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/8085583619383514808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/8085583619383514808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/2009/07/trinidad-vacation.html' title='Trinidad Vacation'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10519162646565146423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5a56MMVCnyY/TtCGFoYMfBI/AAAAAAAABJQ/I7tjrzsZ4sM/s220/012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SlGP0ft2EcI/AAAAAAAAAgU/KFIB9-IQL90/s72-c/P6260731.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6576962106337728103.post-495526229186770994</id><published>2009-06-23T06:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T06:20:43.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Honeymoon is Over</title><content type='html'>Peter decided to call it quits last night.  Apparently the people he was working for didn't want him there anymore which made him not want to be there so it's a win/win situation...All joking aside, does anyone know anyone looking to hire an intelligent, talented, eloquent, charismatic, hard-working, first-year attorney with family values?  The honeymoon may be over for Peter but I'm not ready to leave this place.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6576962106337728103-495526229186770994?l=peterandkarencole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/feeds/495526229186770994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6576962106337728103&amp;postID=495526229186770994' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/495526229186770994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/495526229186770994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/2009/06/honeymoon-is-over.html' title='The Honeymoon is Over'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10519162646565146423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5a56MMVCnyY/TtCGFoYMfBI/AAAAAAAABJQ/I7tjrzsZ4sM/s220/012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6576962106337728103.post-2391388953946941681</id><published>2009-06-22T14:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T14:25:56.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This Can't be Comfortable</title><content type='html'>Lately, Lauryn stays awake until she gets into trouble in the early evening and is sent to her room where she falls asleep on the floor or, as in this case, under her bed.  &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/Sj_2Wmt6QUI/AAAAAAAAAeM/4f49OWJVjS0/s1600-h/P6210728.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350265750550102338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/Sj_2Wmt6QUI/AAAAAAAAAeM/4f49OWJVjS0/s320/P6210728.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/Sj_2WAODeBI/AAAAAAAAAeE/dtaDEcy8V6A/s1600-h/P6210727.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350265740215941138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/Sj_2WAODeBI/AAAAAAAAAeE/dtaDEcy8V6A/s320/P6210727.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6576962106337728103-2391388953946941681?l=peterandkarencole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/feeds/2391388953946941681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6576962106337728103&amp;postID=2391388953946941681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/2391388953946941681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/2391388953946941681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/2009/06/this-cant-be-comfortable.html' title='This Can&apos;t be Comfortable'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10519162646565146423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5a56MMVCnyY/TtCGFoYMfBI/AAAAAAAABJQ/I7tjrzsZ4sM/s220/012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/Sj_2Wmt6QUI/AAAAAAAAAeM/4f49OWJVjS0/s72-c/P6210728.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6576962106337728103.post-7550064280095753596</id><published>2009-06-22T14:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T14:19:06.215-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hooray for Swim Lessons</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/Sj_1KzDQ8AI/AAAAAAAAAd8/LyBl6Y55MrU/s1600-h/P6170724.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350264448190836738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/Sj_1KzDQ8AI/AAAAAAAAAd8/LyBl6Y55MrU/s320/P6170724.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/Sj_1KpCUl-I/AAAAAAAAAd0/Y6fKrHuxk94/s1600-h/P6170723.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350264445502527458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/Sj_1KpCUl-I/AAAAAAAAAd0/Y6fKrHuxk94/s320/P6170723.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6576962106337728103-7550064280095753596?l=peterandkarencole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/feeds/7550064280095753596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6576962106337728103&amp;postID=7550064280095753596' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/7550064280095753596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/7550064280095753596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/2009/06/hooray-for-swim-lessons.html' title='Hooray for Swim Lessons'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10519162646565146423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5a56MMVCnyY/TtCGFoYMfBI/AAAAAAAABJQ/I7tjrzsZ4sM/s220/012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/Sj_1KzDQ8AI/AAAAAAAAAd8/LyBl6Y55MrU/s72-c/P6170724.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6576962106337728103.post-2016248725823229556</id><published>2009-06-18T22:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T22:18:31.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Peter</title><content type='html'>Peter can no longer make fun of my age since he has now entered his 30s.  To celebrate his b-day on Wednesday, we went to see some live music in the city.  &lt;a href="http://www.trevorgarrod.com/"&gt;Trevor Garrod &lt;/a&gt;and &lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/biglight"&gt;Big Light &lt;/a&gt;played at &lt;a href="http://www.makeoutroom.com/"&gt;The Make-Out Room&lt;/a&gt;.  It was nice to be out together and listening to good music.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6576962106337728103-2016248725823229556?l=peterandkarencole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/feeds/2016248725823229556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6576962106337728103&amp;postID=2016248725823229556' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/2016248725823229556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/2016248725823229556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-birthday-peter.html' title='Happy Birthday Peter'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10519162646565146423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5a56MMVCnyY/TtCGFoYMfBI/AAAAAAAABJQ/I7tjrzsZ4sM/s220/012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6576962106337728103.post-3946881637133273382</id><published>2009-06-15T13:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T13:47:42.198-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Say What?</title><content type='html'>I've always said that Peter and I are not "pet" people but now we have four hens &lt;em&gt;and &lt;/em&gt;a bunny. We're still getting to know her. She's a 1-year-old, spayed female, cute, soft, and hard to catch. We found her on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Craigslist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for free.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/Sjau7blSx1I/AAAAAAAAAdU/E_7rogH8FwA/s1600-h/P6130719.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347657718002478962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SjayXIXp73I/AAAAAAAAAds/zIKXv8rLzwU/s320/P6130720.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347657711813535314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SjayWxUGJlI/AAAAAAAAAdk/OKuaIuefQaM/s320/P6130712.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347653943588734802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/Sjau7blSx1I/AAAAAAAAAdU/E_7rogH8FwA/s320/P6130719.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Her name is still somewhat undecided.  Taylor says, "Sandy"; Peter says, "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Cassidy&lt;/span&gt;"; Karen says, "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Flopsy&lt;/span&gt;"; and Lauryn called her "Bunny Hop" today.  What do you say? &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6576962106337728103-3946881637133273382?l=peterandkarencole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/feeds/3946881637133273382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6576962106337728103&amp;postID=3946881637133273382' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/3946881637133273382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/3946881637133273382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/2009/06/say-what.html' title='Say What?'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10519162646565146423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5a56MMVCnyY/TtCGFoYMfBI/AAAAAAAABJQ/I7tjrzsZ4sM/s220/012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SjayXIXp73I/AAAAAAAAAds/zIKXv8rLzwU/s72-c/P6130720.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6576962106337728103.post-5123074754060054417</id><published>2009-06-15T13:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T13:23:59.844-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Preschool Graduate</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SjatyvrSWfI/AAAAAAAAAdM/1pGwnq_m9us/s1600-h/P6110711.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347652694852131314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SjatyvrSWfI/AAAAAAAAAdM/1pGwnq_m9us/s320/P6110711.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6576962106337728103-5123074754060054417?l=peterandkarencole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/feeds/5123074754060054417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6576962106337728103&amp;postID=5123074754060054417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/5123074754060054417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/5123074754060054417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/2009/06/preschool-graduate.html' title='The Preschool Graduate'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10519162646565146423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5a56MMVCnyY/TtCGFoYMfBI/AAAAAAAABJQ/I7tjrzsZ4sM/s220/012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SjatyvrSWfI/AAAAAAAAAdM/1pGwnq_m9us/s72-c/P6110711.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6576962106337728103.post-997268693391016597</id><published>2009-06-15T13:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T13:21:02.658-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Trip to Rockridge</title><content type='html'>Mom and Bren were here last Monday on their way to New York.  We took the BART to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Rockridge&lt;/span&gt; and checked out the various shops on College Ave.  Mom found her old &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;apartment&lt;/span&gt; from when she was in Berkeley.  I only have a few pictures from the day.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SjasXrIwcOI/AAAAAAAAAdE/RWSZSeMyu-s/s1600-h/P6080710.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347651130265465058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SjasXrIwcOI/AAAAAAAAAdE/RWSZSeMyu-s/s320/P6080710.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SjasXHcujOI/AAAAAAAAAc8/uZb_QSp88xc/s1600-h/girls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347651120685550818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SjasXHcujOI/AAAAAAAAAc8/uZb_QSp88xc/s320/girls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lauryn slept from when we got off the BART until we returned to the station to come home.  Bren got stuck carrying her the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6576962106337728103-997268693391016597?l=peterandkarencole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/feeds/997268693391016597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6576962106337728103&amp;postID=997268693391016597' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/997268693391016597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/997268693391016597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/2009/06/trip-to-rockridge.html' title='A Trip to Rockridge'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10519162646565146423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5a56MMVCnyY/TtCGFoYMfBI/AAAAAAAABJQ/I7tjrzsZ4sM/s220/012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SjasXrIwcOI/AAAAAAAAAdE/RWSZSeMyu-s/s72-c/P6080710.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6576962106337728103.post-2343419620008232154</id><published>2009-06-10T14:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T14:25:31.178-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cute Things my Kids have Said Recently</title><content type='html'>"The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;goodest&lt;/span&gt; thing you can put on when you're getting ready is a smile." --Taylor, while getting herself dressed for preschool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lauryn Language:  "My butt sticking up," translation: &lt;em&gt;My underwear is crawling up my bum&lt;/em&gt;.  Usually caused by it being on backwards. (see previous post)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My hair sticking up," translation:  &lt;em&gt;My hair is in my eyes&lt;/em&gt;.  Yes, she needs a haircut because she won't keep clips in.  I refuse to let my sister to cut it. (see previous post)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I wanna moon," translation: &lt;em&gt;I want more.  &lt;/em&gt;Usually said while eating or drinking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6576962106337728103-2343419620008232154?l=peterandkarencole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/feeds/2343419620008232154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6576962106337728103&amp;postID=2343419620008232154' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/2343419620008232154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/2343419620008232154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/2009/06/cute-things-my-kids-have-said-recently.html' title='Cute Things my Kids have Said Recently'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10519162646565146423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5a56MMVCnyY/TtCGFoYMfBI/AAAAAAAABJQ/I7tjrzsZ4sM/s220/012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6576962106337728103.post-2835292479976312235</id><published>2009-06-09T15:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T16:39:13.888-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fairyland</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We went to Fairyland in Oakland on Friday with Taylor's preschool. I found out that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Fairyland&lt;/span&gt;, which opened in 1950, was the inspiration behind Disneyland.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/Si7wqlMO4PI/AAAAAAAAAc0/LL-YHJxD0PI/s1600-h/P6040679.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345474422063948018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/Si7wqlMO4PI/AAAAAAAAAc0/LL-YHJxD0PI/s200/P6040679.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Taylor and Kaia climbing trees before entering the park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/Si7wqUyEXRI/AAAAAAAAAcs/6HhB5Ks8E44/s1600-h/P6040685.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345474417659239698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/Si7wqUyEXRI/AAAAAAAAAcs/6HhB5Ks8E44/s200/P6040685.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Laruyn&lt;/span&gt; showing off her skater stance; or is she catching a wave?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/Si7wpwJQH2I/AAAAAAAAAck/3EMCqUgXBGI/s1600-h/P6040686.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345474407824367458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/Si7wpwJQH2I/AAAAAAAAAck/3EMCqUgXBGI/s200/P6040686.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I did it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/Si7q06xUoRI/AAAAAAAAAcE/T2keBcVSAso/s1600-h/P6040691.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345468002585583890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/Si7q06xUoRI/AAAAAAAAAcE/T2keBcVSAso/s200/P6040691.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Climbing down the pirate ship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/Si7q0vLfMAI/AAAAAAAAAb8/QYVCPNuzYSc/s1600-h/P6050694.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345467999474102274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/Si7q0vLfMAI/AAAAAAAAAb8/QYVCPNuzYSc/s200/P6050694.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A Dazed Dorothy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/Si7q0dJsdhI/AAAAAAAAAb0/3WOdQqs7uSI/s1600-h/P6050695.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345467994634745362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/Si7q0dJsdhI/AAAAAAAAAb0/3WOdQqs7uSI/s200/P6050695.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Good Witch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/Si7qz6VL-UI/AAAAAAAAAbs/njCmRcPcmC8/s1600-h/P6050696.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345467985287706946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/Si7qz6VL-UI/AAAAAAAAAbs/njCmRcPcmC8/s200/P6050696.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A Merry-Go-Round for little kids. Just not as little as Lauryn. She was bummed to miss out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/Si7qzpmPjHI/AAAAAAAAAbk/WAoZrId2nyI/s1600-h/P6050705.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345467980795841650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/Si7qzpmPjHI/AAAAAAAAAbk/WAoZrId2nyI/s200/P6050705.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Taylor's favorite: The Dragon Slide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6576962106337728103-2835292479976312235?l=peterandkarencole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/feeds/2835292479976312235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6576962106337728103&amp;postID=2835292479976312235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/2835292479976312235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/2835292479976312235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/2009/06/fairyland.html' title='Fairyland'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10519162646565146423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5a56MMVCnyY/TtCGFoYMfBI/AAAAAAAABJQ/I7tjrzsZ4sM/s220/012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/Si7wqlMO4PI/AAAAAAAAAc0/LL-YHJxD0PI/s72-c/P6040679.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6576962106337728103.post-5320089734677826055</id><published>2009-06-09T15:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T15:55:01.277-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Tired of Being a Grownup</title><content type='html'>Taylor has been really helpful around the house lately.  It started about a week ago when she took on the role of a second mom to Lauryn, cleaned up the dining room after breakfast and lunch, and put the chickens away, all without being asked.  She was of course rewarded with lots of praise and encouragement from her parents.  A few days ago I asked her to try to put the chickens away like she did so well before.  She was up in her room playing with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Laruyn&lt;/span&gt; at the time and she responded with a big sigh and said, "Mom...I'm tired of being a grownup."  When I told this story to Peter he said, "I'm tired of being a grownup too."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6576962106337728103-5320089734677826055?l=peterandkarencole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/feeds/5320089734677826055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6576962106337728103&amp;postID=5320089734677826055' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/5320089734677826055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/5320089734677826055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-tired-of-being-grownup.html' title='I&apos;m Tired of Being a Grownup'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10519162646565146423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5a56MMVCnyY/TtCGFoYMfBI/AAAAAAAABJQ/I7tjrzsZ4sM/s220/012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6576962106337728103.post-7689697295679885869</id><published>2009-06-02T17:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T23:05:03.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Murphy's Law</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;When Taylor was about two, I remember a friend of ours thought it was incredible that she put her shoes on correctly most of the time. He said even though they have a 50% chance of getting it right, most kids get it wrong 90% of the time. Well, Lauryn falls into the "most kids" category. Not only does she get her shoes mixed up, but her underwear, pants, and shirt are usually on backwards...and sometimes &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;inside out&lt;/span&gt;. Today was no exception.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344091461890266626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SioG3tEq1gI/AAAAAAAAAbU/oWMNgsqV_q0/s320/P6040673.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6576962106337728103-7689697295679885869?l=peterandkarencole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/feeds/7689697295679885869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6576962106337728103&amp;postID=7689697295679885869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/7689697295679885869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/7689697295679885869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/2009/06/murphys-law.html' title='Murphy&apos;s Law'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10519162646565146423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5a56MMVCnyY/TtCGFoYMfBI/AAAAAAAABJQ/I7tjrzsZ4sM/s220/012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SioG3tEq1gI/AAAAAAAAAbU/oWMNgsqV_q0/s72-c/P6040673.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6576962106337728103.post-3147551776421694106</id><published>2009-05-27T16:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T09:20:14.014-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Napping Moment</title><content type='html'>Lauryn showed no interest in napping today and I didn't fight it. In fact I was looking forward to an early bed time. Around 4:30 I realized Lauryn was being really quiet. I was sure she had fallen asleep somewhere but it took me a while to find her. She made herself a "bed" in her closet.  She looks cozy but how comfortable can a wood floor really be?&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/Sh3UYz0KrYI/AAAAAAAAAbM/Hj0uBHxqz5g/s1600-h/P5270667.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340658255822237058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/Sh3UYz0KrYI/AAAAAAAAAbM/Hj0uBHxqz5g/s320/P5270667.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/Sh3UYQt7bCI/AAAAAAAAAbE/X9HgiAQBxmU/s1600-h/P5270666.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340658246400830498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/Sh3UYQt7bCI/AAAAAAAAAbE/X9HgiAQBxmU/s320/P5270666.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love the doll blanket pulled over her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Side note: Apparently she was not very comfortable because she slept for only a half hour.  When she got up I noticed that she was sleeping on all kinds of hard objects: books, plastic toys, and a jewelery box and its scattered contents.  She was grumpy until bedtime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6576962106337728103-3147551776421694106?l=peterandkarencole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/feeds/3147551776421694106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6576962106337728103&amp;postID=3147551776421694106' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/3147551776421694106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/3147551776421694106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/2009/05/another-napping-moment.html' title='Another Napping Moment'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10519162646565146423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5a56MMVCnyY/TtCGFoYMfBI/AAAAAAAABJQ/I7tjrzsZ4sM/s220/012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/Sh3UYz0KrYI/AAAAAAAAAbM/Hj0uBHxqz5g/s72-c/P5270667.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6576962106337728103.post-4042555381164515838</id><published>2009-05-27T14:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T14:24:21.531-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What's the Use of a Water Proof Camera...</title><content type='html'>...if you forget to bring it rafting?  We got to go rafting on the South Fork of the American River on Monday.  Evan and Amy and Bren and Neil joined us and the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Schmidts&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Schulds&lt;/span&gt;.  It was a great day and I'm bummed I left my camera in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Schuld's&lt;/span&gt; driveway before the trip.  We took one picture at the end of the day before going our separate ways.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/Sh2t-WA0ujI/AAAAAAAAAa8/u1vkrezxOko/s1600-h/P5250662.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340616019703806514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/Sh2t-WA0ujI/AAAAAAAAAa8/u1vkrezxOko/s320/P5250662.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Taylor and Lauryn stayed with Carolyn and Dallas in Knights Landing.  We dropped them off just after 7AM and picked them up after 8PM.  It was a long day for the Great Grands.  The girls had a blast and were sad to leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6576962106337728103-4042555381164515838?l=peterandkarencole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/feeds/4042555381164515838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6576962106337728103&amp;postID=4042555381164515838' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/4042555381164515838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/4042555381164515838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/2009/05/whats-use-of-water-proof-camera.html' title='What&apos;s the Use of a Water Proof Camera...'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10519162646565146423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5a56MMVCnyY/TtCGFoYMfBI/AAAAAAAABJQ/I7tjrzsZ4sM/s220/012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/Sh2t-WA0ujI/AAAAAAAAAa8/u1vkrezxOko/s72-c/P5250662.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6576962106337728103.post-2600269761487813415</id><published>2009-05-26T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T14:13:08.159-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had a picture-friendly Friday. It started with a preschool &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;field trip&lt;/span&gt; to MOCHA (Museum of Children's Art) in Oakland. We took Bart, did crafts, ate lunch and came home.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340377282162091426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/ShzU1_XWZaI/AAAAAAAAAa0/k0B4O-gYn8E/s320/P5210637.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; At the BART station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/ShzU1gKYvSI/AAAAAAAAAas/qNCS5_CrWFM/s1600-h/P5210640.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340377273786219810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/ShzU1gKYvSI/AAAAAAAAAas/qNCS5_CrWFM/s320/P5210640.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lauryn joined in the fun at MOCHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/ShzU1cvEBKI/AAAAAAAAAak/LsNKRdGjCyQ/s1600-h/P5210641.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340377272866309282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/ShzU1cvEBKI/AAAAAAAAAak/LsNKRdGjCyQ/s320/P5210641.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/ShzU1PjICeI/AAAAAAAAAac/3mSUQK9iQh0/s1600-h/P5220643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340377269326580194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/ShzU1PjICeI/AAAAAAAAAac/3mSUQK9iQh0/s320/P5220643.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The kids kept playing in this fountain until someone turned it off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After some rest at home--Lauryn napped!--we picked up Peter, who got off early, and drove to Joaquin Miller Park above the temple. This time we climbed the many stairs to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Woodminster&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Amphitheater&lt;/span&gt;. It was very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;scenic&lt;/span&gt; and the kids loved being some place new. They also loved the heart-shaped &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;lollipops&lt;/span&gt; that Peter brought from work. Later we walked around the temple grounds and checked out the art display at the visitor's center. One of the missionaries there was Brother Mitchell's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;niece.&lt;/span&gt;  He was our institute director at HSU and later was our Branch President.  He died in a freakish accident at the Jetty in Eureka while we were living there.  It was nice to get an update on his wife and youngest daughter.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/ShzRRH0KQAI/AAAAAAAAAaU/Ndob6ECXer8/s1600-h/P5220645.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340373350240370690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/ShzRRH0KQAI/AAAAAAAAAaU/Ndob6ECXer8/s320/P5220645.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lauryn did surprisingly well on the stairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/ShzRQ7VY9bI/AAAAAAAAAaM/QvNx8NNi-9A/s1600-h/P5220651.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340373346890085810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/ShzRQ7VY9bI/AAAAAAAAAaM/QvNx8NNi-9A/s320/P5220651.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Taylor kept squinting so we let her wear Peter's glasses for the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/ShzRQVY0jXI/AAAAAAAAAaE/ryimO5fJSDs/s1600-h/P5220655.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340373336703929714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/ShzRQVY0jXI/AAAAAAAAAaE/ryimO5fJSDs/s320/P5220655.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;A great way to start the three-day weekend.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6576962106337728103-2600269761487813415?l=peterandkarencole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/feeds/2600269761487813415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6576962106337728103&amp;postID=2600269761487813415' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/2600269761487813415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/2600269761487813415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/2009/05/friday.html' title='Friday'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10519162646565146423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5a56MMVCnyY/TtCGFoYMfBI/AAAAAAAABJQ/I7tjrzsZ4sM/s220/012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/ShzU1_XWZaI/AAAAAAAAAa0/k0B4O-gYn8E/s72-c/P5210637.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6576962106337728103.post-6981856763609614313</id><published>2009-05-20T13:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T22:22:46.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Trouble with "No Naps"</title><content type='html'>Lauryn is outgrowing her naps. It's a bummer. I've tried lying down with her but I'm the one who falls asleep, and then she gets into trouble. I've tried "locking" her in her room but then she pees or poops in her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;underwear&lt;/span&gt; without fail. I've tried putting her in bed and leaving the door open (just in case she needs to use the potty) but then she does stuff like this:&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/ShRubjOnzII/AAAAAAAAAZ8/bL0-ZhWUENM/s1600-h/P5180636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338012877932973186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/ShRubjOnzII/AAAAAAAAAZ8/bL0-ZhWUENM/s320/P5180636.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/ShRubBWfyxI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/eTJTfSlN4OU/s1600-h/P5180635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338012868839197458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/ShRubBWfyxI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/eTJTfSlN4OU/s320/P5180635.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "I painted my toenails!" she says, trying to convince me that she shouldn't be in trouble. Of course she also painted her legs, feet, the bathroom floor, toilet, wall, and sink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/ShRua1msAXI/AAAAAAAAAZs/Gm_HhhLQQno/s1600-h/P5170633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338012865685881202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/ShRua1msAXI/AAAAAAAAAZs/Gm_HhhLQQno/s320/P5170633.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here was one of our last successful naps. It was on a super hot day last week. I fell asleep in her bed and this is how I found her when I woke up. Perhaps I should give up and accept the fact that naps are no more. Of course, I can replace naps with an early bed time right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/ShRuaixROLI/AAAAAAAAAZk/EFzthvhg9go/s1600-h/P5160629.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338012860629989554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/ShRuaixROLI/AAAAAAAAAZk/EFzthvhg9go/s320/P5160629.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I do get frustrated with my kids at times but it doesn't last too long because they're so darn cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's one of Taylor's "school" pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/ShRuaDHVEAI/AAAAAAAAAZc/yLSb9NH7040/s1600-h/taylor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338012852132581378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/ShRuaDHVEAI/AAAAAAAAAZc/yLSb9NH7040/s320/taylor.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6576962106337728103-6981856763609614313?l=peterandkarencole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/feeds/6981856763609614313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6576962106337728103&amp;postID=6981856763609614313' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/6981856763609614313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/6981856763609614313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/2009/05/trouble-with-no-naps.html' title='The Trouble with &quot;No Naps&quot;'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10519162646565146423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5a56MMVCnyY/TtCGFoYMfBI/AAAAAAAABJQ/I7tjrzsZ4sM/s220/012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/ShRubjOnzII/AAAAAAAAAZ8/bL0-ZhWUENM/s72-c/P5180636.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6576962106337728103.post-3847450288889160085</id><published>2009-05-20T13:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T13:46:01.057-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We all Scream for Ice Cream</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Doug, Heidi, and Cierra were recently here for a quick visit. Although we had a fun-filled day, the only pictures I have are of us eating ice cream at Tucker's in Alameda. It was delicious. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/ShRrv5PGvOI/AAAAAAAAAZU/14SPrb7LZW4/s1600-h/P5130624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338009928903081186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/ShRrv5PGvOI/AAAAAAAAAZU/14SPrb7LZW4/s320/P5130624.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/ShRruu8GGQI/AAAAAAAAAZM/Hs6ozPva-4c/s1600-h/P5130623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338009908959123714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/ShRruu8GGQI/AAAAAAAAAZM/Hs6ozPva-4c/s320/P5130623.JPG" border="0" /&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/6576962106337728103-3847450288889160085?l=peterandkarencole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/feeds/3847450288889160085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6576962106337728103&amp;postID=3847450288889160085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/3847450288889160085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/3847450288889160085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/2009/05/we-all-scream-for-ice-cream.html' title='We all Scream for Ice Cream'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10519162646565146423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5a56MMVCnyY/TtCGFoYMfBI/AAAAAAAABJQ/I7tjrzsZ4sM/s220/012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/ShRrv5PGvOI/AAAAAAAAAZU/14SPrb7LZW4/s72-c/P5130624.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6576962106337728103.post-1324966852915342993</id><published>2009-05-14T09:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T12:54:55.918-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Can't Feel My Toes!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335719287545002802" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 184px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SgxIbBNR-zI/AAAAAAAAAZE/XLOPvtFmqy8/s200/spinning_class.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to my first spinning class this morning at 6AM.  There was a woman sitting in front of me blocking my view of the instructor and my fist thought was, "Oh no, I can't see the instructor." Five minutes into the session my thoughts had changed to, "Oh good, the instructor can't see me." She'd say to "Kick it up," meaning tighten the tension and it took me just a few times to figure out that I didn't have to. Once I faked it, once I loosened it, and most of the time I just pretended like I didn't hear her. Regardless of my slacking, it was a tough workout. The hardest part for me was not knowing if I had 10 minutes left or 45; I wanted to be able to finish the workout. I was very glad to have my friend Jill, an experienced spinner, sitting next to me.  She gave me pointers, kept me on track, and even brought me a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;towel&lt;/span&gt; from home to mop up my sweat.  By the end of the workout I could no longer feel my toes and Jill said she couldn't feel hers either so I guess that's normal.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6576962106337728103-1324966852915342993?l=peterandkarencole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/feeds/1324966852915342993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6576962106337728103&amp;postID=1324966852915342993' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/1324966852915342993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/1324966852915342993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/2009/05/4000-calories-before-7am.html' title='I Can&apos;t Feel My Toes!'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10519162646565146423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5a56MMVCnyY/TtCGFoYMfBI/AAAAAAAABJQ/I7tjrzsZ4sM/s220/012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SgxIbBNR-zI/AAAAAAAAAZE/XLOPvtFmqy8/s72-c/spinning_class.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6576962106337728103.post-3008484714361243730</id><published>2009-05-12T21:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T22:08:07.478-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice Shot</title><content type='html'>I was pleasantly surprised today to see that my picture from the American River Parkway Half marathon was pretty good.  I usually look awful in these pictures; red &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;blotchy&lt;/span&gt; face, pained expression, eyes closed, etc.  In fact, I've never seen a race picture of me that I liked.  This picture was taken near the 10-mile mark and I'm actually smiling. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click on this &lt;a href="http://www.capturethemoment.net//?page=event_home&amp;amp;event_id=2448"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt; and type my name or my bib number, 350, to see it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6576962106337728103-3008484714361243730?l=peterandkarencole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/feeds/3008484714361243730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6576962106337728103&amp;postID=3008484714361243730' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/3008484714361243730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/3008484714361243730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/2009/05/nice-shot.html' title='Nice Shot'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10519162646565146423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5a56MMVCnyY/TtCGFoYMfBI/AAAAAAAABJQ/I7tjrzsZ4sM/s220/012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6576962106337728103.post-8750757470798936707</id><published>2009-05-09T22:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T23:04:33.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching Up</title><content type='html'>Once again I've got some catching up to do with the blog. Here are some recent pictures. The first two are from my parents' last visit. We took the ferry over to the city and went to Golden Gate Park and Japan Town. I didn't have my camera but just got these pictures from my mom in the mail.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SgZrYGjlsBI/AAAAAAAAAY4/AogTnVOo1cc/s1600-h/MomTaylor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334068870487846930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 142px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SgZrYGjlsBI/AAAAAAAAAY4/AogTnVOo1cc/s200/MomTaylor.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SgZrXsrBR7I/AAAAAAAAAYw/SPTTKxSHtg0/s1600-h/Dadlauryn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334068863539693490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 142px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SgZrXsrBR7I/AAAAAAAAAYw/SPTTKxSHtg0/s200/Dadlauryn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lauryn traveled well in the back pack and even got in a nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SgZqHGSnQDI/AAAAAAAAAYY/0oMiLA_qjVM/s1600-h/P5090620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334067478847242290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SgZqHGSnQDI/AAAAAAAAAYY/0oMiLA_qjVM/s200/P5090620.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is the dresser I scored for the girls at the garage sale. It's funky but it was the right price and delivered right to the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SgZqGvsMymI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/MdytVnn76ZI/s1600-h/P5080612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334067472780544610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SgZqGvsMymI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/MdytVnn76ZI/s200/P5080612.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Today Taylor's preschool had their annual Arts and Science Fair. I got to spend three hours helping kids play with baking soda and vinegar. Fun. Lauryn enjoyed her short time there. Taylor played for hours with her friends, did every activity, and didn't want to leave when it was time to go home. Here she is getting her face painted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SgZpHtwQWiI/AAAAAAAAAYI/XoZUjEj8pkU/s1600-h/P5080609.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334066389928925730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SgZpHtwQWiI/AAAAAAAAAYI/XoZUjEj8pkU/s200/P5080609.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I got a short hair cut yesterday. Here are some pictures I took myself for all my family who won't see it until it's longer. This is what it looked like today after almost no styling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SgZpHNjDhuI/AAAAAAAAAYA/eqphY63Ik-0/s1600-h/P5080607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334066381283624674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SgZpHNjDhuI/AAAAAAAAAYA/eqphY63Ik-0/s200/P5080607.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SgZpG5wDsgI/AAAAAAAAAX4/hVvgSXmGYDs/s1600-h/P5080602.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334066375969452546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SgZpG5wDsgI/AAAAAAAAAX4/hVvgSXmGYDs/s200/P5080602.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is what it looked like after leaving the salon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SgZpG-tmBII/AAAAAAAAAXw/XUxJ2ddl25A/s1600-h/P5070599.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334066377301296258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SgZpG-tmBII/AAAAAAAAAXw/XUxJ2ddl25A/s200/P5070599.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SgZpGU0Vi8I/AAAAAAAAAXo/vx2oXBJgZ1E/s1600-h/P5070598.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334066366055287746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SgZpGU0Vi8I/AAAAAAAAAXo/vx2oXBJgZ1E/s200/P5070598.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6576962106337728103-8750757470798936707?l=peterandkarencole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/feeds/8750757470798936707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6576962106337728103&amp;postID=8750757470798936707' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/8750757470798936707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/8750757470798936707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/2009/05/catching-up.html' title='Catching Up'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10519162646565146423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5a56MMVCnyY/TtCGFoYMfBI/AAAAAAAABJQ/I7tjrzsZ4sM/s220/012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SgZrYGjlsBI/AAAAAAAAAY4/AogTnVOo1cc/s72-c/MomTaylor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6576962106337728103.post-2305422280498009580</id><published>2009-05-03T14:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T16:17:30.702-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Race Day</title><content type='html'>Yesterday we got up at 5:30AM and were out the door by 5:45. Our destination: Carmichael, for the American River Parkway Half-Marathon. I ran it last year with Bren and had a great race. I got second place in my age group with a time of 1:47:53.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew I wanted to beat my time, and placing in the race would be a bonus. I told Peter, "I don't want to start out too fast and run out of energy at the end." Well...I did start out too fast; my first mile was 7:21 and my second mile was 7:30, by mile 4 I had slowed to an 8 min. mile and I just tried to hang on. By mile 8 I realized that I would most likely beat my time and this motivated me to keep my pace. I ended up with a time of 1:40:27, seven &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt; and twenty-six seconds faster than last year which put me in 3rd place for my age group. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt;! So, even though I was cold, wet, tired, and sore, I was happy. Did I mention it was raining for more than half the race?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part of the day however, was going to Knights Landing and having a Cole Taco Dinner as only Carolyn and Ron can make. Evan happened to be on his way home from Happy Camp and was able to stop by, and Bren and Neil came up for dinner and to visit. These aren't the best pictures but they're the only ones I have. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331733836483518338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/Sf4frPCH34I/AAAAAAAAAXg/XPm0iAw-v9k/s320/P5020595.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Peter has been so good about supporting me in my running.  When I told him how early we'd have to get up he said, "Just wake me up and I'll drive you there." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/Sf4R-Y86H_I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/IJFy3-fV4GU/s1600-h/P5020594.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331718772400726002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/Sf4R-Y86H_I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/IJFy3-fV4GU/s320/P5020594.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Next year these two need to run the race with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/Sf4R-NuIDsI/AAAAAAAAAXI/L9thVZo5ukI/s1600-h/P5020593.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331718769385934530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/Sf4R-NuIDsI/AAAAAAAAAXI/L9thVZo5ukI/s320/P5020593.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lauryn did pretty well considering she only had a 20-min nap.  I couldn't get her to smile for the camera though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6576962106337728103-2305422280498009580?l=peterandkarencole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/feeds/2305422280498009580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6576962106337728103&amp;postID=2305422280498009580' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/2305422280498009580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/2305422280498009580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/2009/05/race-day.html' title='Race Day'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10519162646565146423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5a56MMVCnyY/TtCGFoYMfBI/AAAAAAAABJQ/I7tjrzsZ4sM/s220/012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/Sf4frPCH34I/AAAAAAAAAXg/XPm0iAw-v9k/s72-c/P5020595.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6576962106337728103.post-6818991713539395009</id><published>2009-04-28T13:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T13:22:01.775-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Window Upgrade</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SfdlJbTgX4I/AAAAAAAAAXA/VCEbZOJb9V4/s1600-h/P4280590.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329839896639070082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SfdlJbTgX4I/AAAAAAAAAXA/VCEbZOJb9V4/s320/P4280590.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SfdlJC3fToI/AAAAAAAAAW4/pY7f6y5xTiw/s1600-h/P4280589.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329839890079108738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SfdlJC3fToI/AAAAAAAAAW4/pY7f6y5xTiw/s320/P4280589.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt;! The plywood has been replaced with a double-pane, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;LoE&lt;/span&gt;3 window with a super spacer and argon gas. It looks great and it's now a lot quieter in our front room. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6576962106337728103-6818991713539395009?l=peterandkarencole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/feeds/6818991713539395009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6576962106337728103&amp;postID=6818991713539395009' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/6818991713539395009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/6818991713539395009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/2009/04/window-upgrade.html' title='Window Upgrade'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10519162646565146423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5a56MMVCnyY/TtCGFoYMfBI/AAAAAAAABJQ/I7tjrzsZ4sM/s220/012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SfdlJbTgX4I/AAAAAAAAAXA/VCEbZOJb9V4/s72-c/P4280590.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6576962106337728103.post-1780614656248995022</id><published>2009-04-25T16:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T18:39:23.401-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Going Going...Gone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SfOjWstnFBI/AAAAAAAAAWw/d5peUwOwLMU/s1600-h/P4240588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328782394464343058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SfOjWstnFBI/AAAAAAAAAWw/d5peUwOwLMU/s320/P4240588.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SfOjWcOiqEI/AAAAAAAAAWo/dlNIHHQ1J9Y/s1600-h/P4240587.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328782390039062594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SfOjWcOiqEI/AAAAAAAAAWo/dlNIHHQ1J9Y/s320/P4240587.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SfOjWGj3PwI/AAAAAAAAAWg/Q3YXXFQQjg4/s1600-h/P4240586.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328782384222912258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SfOjWGj3PwI/AAAAAAAAAWg/Q3YXXFQQjg4/s320/P4240586.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had our annual Young Women's fundraiser for girl's camp in the form of a garage sale at our house. I've stressed about it for the past week. Now it's over and it was a big success and I learned a lot. We made enough money that we might not need to have a fundraiser next year! And it's all gone! We only had two small car loads that we immediately took to Thrift Town. You can't tell that this mess was in the front of our house just hours ago. Thanks everyone who donated their belongings and to those that helped clean up. I'm ready for a nap. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6576962106337728103-1780614656248995022?l=peterandkarencole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/feeds/1780614656248995022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6576962106337728103&amp;postID=1780614656248995022' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/1780614656248995022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/1780614656248995022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/2009/04/going-goinggone.html' title='Going Going...Gone?'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10519162646565146423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5a56MMVCnyY/TtCGFoYMfBI/AAAAAAAABJQ/I7tjrzsZ4sM/s220/012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SfOjWstnFBI/AAAAAAAAAWw/d5peUwOwLMU/s72-c/P4240588.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6576962106337728103.post-5930213284686128358</id><published>2009-04-17T14:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T14:48:40.278-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Headboard</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325777348643251762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/Sej2SAqz5jI/AAAAAAAAAV4/Lw_l6aidfC0/s320/P4160571.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325778703683150770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/Sej3g4lf47I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/1jJ3cNWnyCU/s320/P4160572.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/Sej3hGTqOGI/AAAAAAAAAWY/Zfwu0vsHK-U/s1600-h/P4160573.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325778707366426722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/Sej3hGTqOGI/AAAAAAAAAWY/Zfwu0vsHK-U/s320/P4160573.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Not only did my parents bring Taylor to us on Saturday, but they brought the finished headboard for our bed. Isn't it great? Thanks Dad, we love it. Now we just need to paint over the orange walls and our room will be looking pretty nice :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6576962106337728103-5930213284686128358?l=peterandkarencole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/feeds/5930213284686128358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6576962106337728103&amp;postID=5930213284686128358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/5930213284686128358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/5930213284686128358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/2009/04/headboard.html' title='The Headboard'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10519162646565146423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5a56MMVCnyY/TtCGFoYMfBI/AAAAAAAABJQ/I7tjrzsZ4sM/s220/012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/Sej2SAqz5jI/AAAAAAAAAV4/Lw_l6aidfC0/s72-c/P4160571.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6576962106337728103.post-3502705587761815527</id><published>2009-04-10T14:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T15:36:31.332-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Star</title><content type='html'>This week with only one child has been a nice change.  I thought I would miss Taylor terribly, especially because she is a full-time babysitter and playmate for Lauryn, but I've enjoyed this alone time with Lauryn.  She is learning to talk and to be more independent, and so she has been my little helper and companion.  Some of her phrases are, "me do", "myself", "I want a...(cookie, snack, date)," "help me", and my favorite: "I went".  We are potty training this week and because she was ready, it has been easy.  I'm grateful for this week but I know we will both be happy to see Taylor tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-593fbe5637fe67cd" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D593fbe5637fe67cd%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331075078%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5D43B216A6CB7EF9F7D48C7D581D92D4A1CC857B.6019A993A917EE047A033BDC24F197C353D8DDE8%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D593fbe5637fe67cd%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DSgoCNvnzyYqAkfKy0nPrMoKTInA&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D593fbe5637fe67cd%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331075078%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5D43B216A6CB7EF9F7D48C7D581D92D4A1CC857B.6019A993A917EE047A033BDC24F197C353D8DDE8%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D593fbe5637fe67cd%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DSgoCNvnzyYqAkfKy0nPrMoKTInA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6576962106337728103-3502705587761815527?l=peterandkarencole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=593fbe5637fe67cd&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/feeds/3502705587761815527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6576962106337728103&amp;postID=3502705587761815527' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/3502705587761815527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/3502705587761815527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/2009/04/little-star.html' title='Little Star'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10519162646565146423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5a56MMVCnyY/TtCGFoYMfBI/AAAAAAAABJQ/I7tjrzsZ4sM/s220/012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6576962106337728103.post-921303796299110979</id><published>2009-04-07T14:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T15:04:42.949-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Fell off and Bumped her Head</title><content type='html'>Yesterday we had a scary experience.  As we were getting ready to drive Taylor to Dixon to meet Peter's uncle who would take her to the Ranch for a week, Lauryn did a face plant off of my bed and smacked the side of her head on the floor.  After crying for a minute or two she started to zone out and close her eyes to sleep, then she threw up.  After talking to the advice nurse, my mom, and a friend who had just recently had a similar experience, I took Lauryn to the ER.  She sat quietly on my lap during the whole registration process (which is not normal at all), but by the time we were checked in she snapped out of it.  I was actually happy to see her have a minor tantrum and pout.  Anyway, she's okay now and Taylor is at the Ranch for the week.  She called me this morning to see if she could bring home a puppy.  Nice try Doug and Heidi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6576962106337728103-921303796299110979?l=peterandkarencole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/feeds/921303796299110979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6576962106337728103&amp;postID=921303796299110979' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/921303796299110979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/921303796299110979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/2009/04/one-fell-off-and-bumped-her-head.html' title='One Fell off and Bumped her Head'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10519162646565146423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5a56MMVCnyY/TtCGFoYMfBI/AAAAAAAABJQ/I7tjrzsZ4sM/s220/012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6576962106337728103.post-5010931020380700819</id><published>2009-04-07T14:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T21:22:40.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What was She Thinking?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SdvH6FptZ6I/AAAAAAAAAVw/uiGuIICEseM/s1600-h/P4050560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322067185431832482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SdvH6FptZ6I/AAAAAAAAAVw/uiGuIICEseM/s320/P4050560.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SdvH51e2ZJI/AAAAAAAAAVo/G_5Ca1FZZ4c/s1600-h/P4050550.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322067181091316882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SdvH51e2ZJI/AAAAAAAAAVo/G_5Ca1FZZ4c/s320/P4050550.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You are probably expecting me to write about how Lauryn cut her own hair or perhaps how Taylor gave Lauryn a haircut. Sadly that is not the case. My sister did this. We dropped the girls off with Bren and Neil while we went rafting on Saturday (see photo below). When we returned to our children we found Lauryn with uneven Euro bangs. I know her bangs were getting long but I've been pulling them out of her eyes with a hair tie in hopes of growing them out; that's easier for me than giving her a haircut because I &lt;em&gt;know &lt;/em&gt;I can't cut hair very well.  If nothing else, Bren has made my haircuts look pretty good.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SdvH5vfL_-I/AAAAAAAAAVg/tT8qrgsp4vs/s1600-h/raft"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322067179482120162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SdvH5vfL_-I/AAAAAAAAAVg/tT8qrgsp4vs/s320/raft" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6576962106337728103-5010931020380700819?l=peterandkarencole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/feeds/5010931020380700819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6576962106337728103&amp;postID=5010931020380700819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/5010931020380700819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/5010931020380700819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-was-she-thinking.html' title='What was She Thinking?'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10519162646565146423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5a56MMVCnyY/TtCGFoYMfBI/AAAAAAAABJQ/I7tjrzsZ4sM/s220/012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SdvH6FptZ6I/AAAAAAAAAVw/uiGuIICEseM/s72-c/P4050560.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6576962106337728103.post-1261117184368621771</id><published>2009-04-03T14:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T14:16:23.927-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The New Office</title><content type='html'>We finally "finished" painting the office.  It's not perfect and there are still some things left to do but it was good enough to move the furniture back in.  Lauryn and Sabina, a preschool friend, are my models.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SdZ7s7cOWbI/AAAAAAAAAVU/-ni_Ii5nkFw/s1600-h/P4030543.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320576021585353138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SdZ7s7cOWbI/AAAAAAAAAVU/-ni_Ii5nkFw/s320/P4030543.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SdZ7sn99GVI/AAAAAAAAAVM/LauA_Vv6ahE/s1600-h/P4030545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320576016358119762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SdZ7sn99GVI/AAAAAAAAAVM/LauA_Vv6ahE/s320/P4030545.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You can see the place on the floor where the old wall used to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This picture is meant to give you an idea of what the pocket door looks like.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SdZ7suaaBmI/AAAAAAAAAVE/xZQhyoA8FsA/s1600-h/P4030546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320576018088068706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SdZ7suaaBmI/AAAAAAAAAVE/xZQhyoA8FsA/s320/P4030546.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6576962106337728103-1261117184368621771?l=peterandkarencole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/feeds/1261117184368621771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6576962106337728103&amp;postID=1261117184368621771' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/1261117184368621771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/1261117184368621771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/2009/04/new-office.html' title='The New Office'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10519162646565146423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5a56MMVCnyY/TtCGFoYMfBI/AAAAAAAABJQ/I7tjrzsZ4sM/s220/012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SdZ7s7cOWbI/AAAAAAAAAVU/-ni_Ii5nkFw/s72-c/P4030543.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6576962106337728103.post-2983689810272207380</id><published>2009-04-03T13:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T14:07:07.852-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wicked Good Tea</title><content type='html'>Heidi, Doug, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Cierra&lt;/span&gt; came down for a visit and to watch the girls while Peter, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Cierra&lt;/span&gt; and I went to see the musical Wicked, our Christmas gift from them.  It was so fun to have a night out at the theater.  It has been a while since I've seen a play or musical and I was reminded of how much I enjoy it.  If you haven't seen this show yet, I recommend it.   &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320572057216172450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 290px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SdZ4GLA9QaI/AAAAAAAAAUk/c-q2eZzt6P4/s320/wicked.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Heidi and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Cierra&lt;/span&gt; also took Taylor to tea with one of Heidi's friends who lives in the area.  If I ever go out to tea again, I'm going to this place.  Just look at all that yummy food!  My only tea experience was at the Ritz and I left hungry and broke.  &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320572058620954178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SdZ4GQP4hkI/AAAAAAAAAUs/Wz0ATD3lQyE/s320/P3310518.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SdZ4HHTWFII/AAAAAAAAAU8/AH9vjG48-QE/s1600-h/P3310534.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320572073399424130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SdZ4HHTWFII/AAAAAAAAAU8/AH9vjG48-QE/s320/P3310534.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SdZ4GsRH5zI/AAAAAAAAAU0/QKH8R6JyAzI/s1600-h/P3310520.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320572066142349106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SdZ4GsRH5zI/AAAAAAAAAU0/QKH8R6JyAzI/s320/P3310520.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6576962106337728103-2983689810272207380?l=peterandkarencole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/feeds/2983689810272207380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6576962106337728103&amp;postID=2983689810272207380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/2983689810272207380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/2983689810272207380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/2009/04/wicked-good-tea.html' title='Wicked Good Tea'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10519162646565146423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5a56MMVCnyY/TtCGFoYMfBI/AAAAAAAABJQ/I7tjrzsZ4sM/s220/012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SdZ4GLA9QaI/AAAAAAAAAUk/c-q2eZzt6P4/s72-c/wicked.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6576962106337728103.post-7800697718363120963</id><published>2009-04-03T13:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T13:50:51.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lauryn is 2!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SdZ2j99e81I/AAAAAAAAAUc/Y_tF3rkB8Zw/s1600-h/P3220511.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320570370084762450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SdZ2j99e81I/AAAAAAAAAUc/Y_tF3rkB8Zw/s320/P3220511.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have some catching up to do with this blog. Lauryn turned two on March 23rd. We opened presents in the morning and I made a yummy-but-not-so-pretty cake. I'm glad there are no pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6576962106337728103-7800697718363120963?l=peterandkarencole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/feeds/7800697718363120963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6576962106337728103&amp;postID=7800697718363120963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/7800697718363120963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/7800697718363120963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/2009/04/lauryn-is-2.html' title='Lauryn is 2!'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10519162646565146423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5a56MMVCnyY/TtCGFoYMfBI/AAAAAAAABJQ/I7tjrzsZ4sM/s220/012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SdZ2j99e81I/AAAAAAAAAUc/Y_tF3rkB8Zw/s72-c/P3220511.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6576962106337728103.post-926271639312641201</id><published>2009-03-23T17:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T17:56:42.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The New Coop</title><content type='html'>We got a new chicken coop a couple of weeks ago.  It looks a lot nicer than what Peter created out of an old &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;dogloo&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;pvc&lt;/span&gt; pipe; it's more functional too.  The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;chickens&lt;/span&gt; must like it because it only took a day or two in the new coop before we got our first egg.   &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/Scgsa2pXy-I/AAAAAAAAAT0/ffpxzJWuD0g/s1600-h/P3220497.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316548199968132066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/Scgsa2pXy-I/AAAAAAAAAT0/ffpxzJWuD0g/s320/P3220497.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/ScgsanKNisI/AAAAAAAAATs/dBL6kvp_KRA/s1600-h/P3220499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316548195810904770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/ScgsanKNisI/AAAAAAAAATs/dBL6kvp_KRA/s320/P3220499.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/ScgsZ2_jxsI/AAAAAAAAATk/pmefiXuM_k0/s1600-h/P3220500.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316548182881322690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/ScgsZ2_jxsI/AAAAAAAAATk/pmefiXuM_k0/s320/P3220500.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We now have four chickens.  I've delayed writing about our newest addition because we didn't know if we would keep her or not.  She is younger than the others and is in her own make-shift house until she gets big enough to defend herself.  Now we understand the meaning behind the phrase "pecking order."  We've also named all four birds and I've added them to our sidebar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6576962106337728103-926271639312641201?l=peterandkarencole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/feeds/926271639312641201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6576962106337728103&amp;postID=926271639312641201' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/926271639312641201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/926271639312641201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/2009/03/new-coop.html' title='The New Coop'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10519162646565146423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5a56MMVCnyY/TtCGFoYMfBI/AAAAAAAABJQ/I7tjrzsZ4sM/s220/012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/Scgsa2pXy-I/AAAAAAAAAT0/ffpxzJWuD0g/s72-c/P3220497.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6576962106337728103.post-6391874804898087489</id><published>2009-03-18T08:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T08:58:03.275-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Girl</title><content type='html'>Taylor just had her pre-kindergarten dentist and doctor visits.  To celebrate her bravery and cooperation we took a hike to a place I discovered while getting lost on one of my runs.  It's an easy mile-or-so hike to a nice view of the city, the bay, and the temple.  It took us over an hour to get there because we had to stop for each lady bug and slug along the way. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314549929135067570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/ScETALssUbI/AAAAAAAAAS8/r3TowGY1Sok/s320/P3170475.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314549902060041362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/ScES-m1gNJI/AAAAAAAAASs/yG7Dk8zwtNU/s320/P3170478.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314549921273758242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/ScES_uaaQiI/AAAAAAAAAS0/56NHAGkx_Mo/s320/P3170479.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/ScEU-uz1z3I/AAAAAAAAATc/PHXp8F6ov5c/s1600-h/P3170480.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314552103223807858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/ScEU-uz1z3I/AAAAAAAAATc/PHXp8F6ov5c/s320/P3170480.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/ScEU-QhtYcI/AAAAAAAAATU/NSU3mval2IU/s1600-h/P3170481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314552095094694338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/ScEU-QhtYcI/AAAAAAAAATU/NSU3mval2IU/s320/P3170481.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is Laruyn pouting.  When she realized I was going to take her picture she turned her back on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/ScEU-DThzwI/AAAAAAAAATM/jQvLX467wbA/s1600-h/P3170490.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314552091545554690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/ScEU-DThzwI/AAAAAAAAATM/jQvLX467wbA/s320/P3170490.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I haven't quite figured out how to take a self portrait with our camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/ScEU8fq2IgI/AAAAAAAAATE/oNLtUp2CYVc/s1600-h/P3170492.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314552064799810050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/ScEU8fq2IgI/AAAAAAAAATE/oNLtUp2CYVc/s320/P3170492.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The view of the LDS temple.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6576962106337728103-6391874804898087489?l=peterandkarencole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/feeds/6391874804898087489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6576962106337728103&amp;postID=6391874804898087489' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/6391874804898087489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/6391874804898087489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/2009/03/big-girl.html' title='Big Girl'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10519162646565146423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5a56MMVCnyY/TtCGFoYMfBI/AAAAAAAABJQ/I7tjrzsZ4sM/s220/012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/ScETALssUbI/AAAAAAAAAS8/r3TowGY1Sok/s72-c/P3170475.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6576962106337728103.post-8478397283158902733</id><published>2009-03-16T19:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T20:13:48.647-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More "No Nap" Footage</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-41c1b5e77ea3cfac" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D41c1b5e77ea3cfac%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331075078%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DD1721E3984E4300F10A6346DEC2667E9EDB0881.49224AE264F882C7914198FA906E3DB46F553763%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D41c1b5e77ea3cfac%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D6cuKkWRxPFENFlf6Ayqsn_0sVvY&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D41c1b5e77ea3cfac%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331075078%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DD1721E3984E4300F10A6346DEC2667E9EDB0881.49224AE264F882C7914198FA906E3DB46F553763%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D41c1b5e77ea3cfac%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D6cuKkWRxPFENFlf6Ayqsn_0sVvY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6576962106337728103-8478397283158902733?l=peterandkarencole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=41c1b5e77ea3cfac&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/feeds/8478397283158902733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6576962106337728103&amp;postID=8478397283158902733' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/8478397283158902733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/8478397283158902733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/2009/03/more-no-nap-footage.html' title='More &quot;No Nap&quot; Footage'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10519162646565146423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5a56MMVCnyY/TtCGFoYMfBI/AAAAAAAABJQ/I7tjrzsZ4sM/s220/012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6576962106337728103.post-8212552444854885633</id><published>2009-03-16T18:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T19:36:03.644-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"No Nap"</title><content type='html'>Lauryn has been refusing to take a nap in the afternoon and the result is that she crashes around dinner time. Taylor and I thought this was so funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-bbb8a886a53b82f5" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dbbb8a886a53b82f5%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331075078%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D20126BFF0E151DA338C21EE8DB6CDA91F1348DE7.7F6E643C38419E443F82C726E88A539E7F1C3980%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dbbb8a886a53b82f5%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D2_AK_6MxU8kvXKnNf7-KEb_E8F4&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dbbb8a886a53b82f5%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331075078%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D20126BFF0E151DA338C21EE8DB6CDA91F1348DE7.7F6E643C38419E443F82C726E88A539E7F1C3980%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dbbb8a886a53b82f5%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D2_AK_6MxU8kvXKnNf7-KEb_E8F4&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313972409396579794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/Sb8FwHBPTdI/AAAAAAAAASE/qt03lTh28GE/s320/P3160474.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I did move Lauryn to the couch.  I'm not &lt;em&gt;that &lt;/em&gt;mean.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6576962106337728103-8212552444854885633?l=peterandkarencole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=bbb8a886a53b82f5&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/feeds/8212552444854885633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6576962106337728103&amp;postID=8212552444854885633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/8212552444854885633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/8212552444854885633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/2009/03/no-nap.html' title='&quot;No Nap&quot;'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10519162646565146423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5a56MMVCnyY/TtCGFoYMfBI/AAAAAAAABJQ/I7tjrzsZ4sM/s220/012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/Sb8FwHBPTdI/AAAAAAAAASE/qt03lTh28GE/s72-c/P3160474.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6576962106337728103.post-5478444733364628204</id><published>2009-03-15T04:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T05:26:01.039-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Breaking News...Literally</title><content type='html'>It's almost 5 AM and I've been up since 3:45 when I heard a crashing sound. "Did you hear that?" I asked Peter, "No, what?" My mind searched for what it could have been; a toy falling off &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Taylor's&lt;/span&gt; bed? Poorly stacked dishes in the drying rack? Well, unfortunately it was neither of those things. This is what I found. A rock thrown through our huge front window. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SbzsME6xf8I/AAAAAAAAAR8/rfCQy3pazoI/s1600-h/P3140457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313381352613183426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SbzsME6xf8I/AAAAAAAAAR8/rfCQy3pazoI/s320/P3140457.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SbzrtsuE_jI/AAAAAAAAAR0/JA5Ct-ndgqI/s1600-h/P3140462.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313380830721408562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SbzrtsuE_jI/AAAAAAAAAR0/JA5Ct-ndgqI/s320/P3140462.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/Sbzquh9fcPI/AAAAAAAAARc/gJMWgjhHg0A/s1600-h/P3140458.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313379745501507826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/Sbzquh9fcPI/AAAAAAAAARc/gJMWgjhHg0A/s320/P3140458.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; That's the rock under the curtain. The police have come and gone but didn't do much. We've cleaned up the mess and put down some old &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;vinyl&lt;/span&gt; table cloths to catch the shards of glass when they finally fall. The window sounds like the crackle of a dying fire and could fall at any moment. We hope we have a good insurance policy. This is not the way we wanted to start our Sunday morning, and this lack of sleep will not help us recover from the nasty colds that we're fighting. I'm going to try and go back to bed. I miss living in the mountains where vandalism like this is not so common. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6576962106337728103-5478444733364628204?l=peterandkarencole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/feeds/5478444733364628204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6576962106337728103&amp;postID=5478444733364628204' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/5478444733364628204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/5478444733364628204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/2009/03/breaking-newsliterally.html' title='Breaking News...Literally'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10519162646565146423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5a56MMVCnyY/TtCGFoYMfBI/AAAAAAAABJQ/I7tjrzsZ4sM/s220/012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SbzsME6xf8I/AAAAAAAAAR8/rfCQy3pazoI/s72-c/P3140457.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6576962106337728103.post-2416441632983426677</id><published>2009-03-14T09:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T09:49:37.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Surprise!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I got home last night from Youth Conference, Peter said, "There's a surprise for you in the fridge." What could it be? A yummy chocolate treat from his work? Flowers? (I'm not sure why these things would be in the fridge). Instead it was a small brown egg. The first egg from one of our chickens! Taylor was so excited to eat it this morning. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313085943010749218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/Sbvfg-ZG6yI/AAAAAAAAARM/Pe4WJebfciw/s320/P3130449.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313085935958231314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SbvfgkHqCRI/AAAAAAAAARE/TixYDLu2-54/s320/P3130450.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Taylor likes "eggs that yoke" or fried eggs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6576962106337728103-2416441632983426677?l=peterandkarencole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/feeds/2416441632983426677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6576962106337728103&amp;postID=2416441632983426677' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/2416441632983426677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/2416441632983426677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/2009/03/surprise.html' title='Surprise!'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10519162646565146423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5a56MMVCnyY/TtCGFoYMfBI/AAAAAAAABJQ/I7tjrzsZ4sM/s220/012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/Sbvfg-ZG6yI/AAAAAAAAARM/Pe4WJebfciw/s72-c/P3130449.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6576962106337728103.post-6678504395664300295</id><published>2009-03-11T08:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T08:28:04.935-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Secret to Grocery Shopping with Kids</title><content type='html'>Does anybody know what it is? Because I haven't figured it out yet. A trip to the store with Taylor and Lauryn is usually an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;embarrassing&lt;/span&gt; experience and yesterday was no exception, and unfortunately we had to stop by Costco &lt;em&gt;and &lt;/em&gt;Safeway. Apparently I wasn't the only one exhausted after our trip. Here's Lauryn falling asleep while finishing her lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-c3266a6ae43fe01a" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc3266a6ae43fe01a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331075078%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1541F2695D9F565098D60FC19A3E1E571AD1EF58.2AA84AC448407E52BB39183B7EA2041EACD4DD54%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc3266a6ae43fe01a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D2BcXWX3qTuUc8G8uB5dlxbcc4No&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc3266a6ae43fe01a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331075078%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1541F2695D9F565098D60FC19A3E1E571AD1EF58.2AA84AC448407E52BB39183B7EA2041EACD4DD54%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc3266a6ae43fe01a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D2BcXWX3qTuUc8G8uB5dlxbcc4No&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6576962106337728103-6678504395664300295?l=peterandkarencole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=c3266a6ae43fe01a&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/feeds/6678504395664300295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6576962106337728103&amp;postID=6678504395664300295' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/6678504395664300295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/6678504395664300295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/2009/03/secret-to-grocery-shopping-with-kids.html' title='The Secret to Grocery Shopping with Kids'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10519162646565146423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5a56MMVCnyY/TtCGFoYMfBI/AAAAAAAABJQ/I7tjrzsZ4sM/s220/012.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6576962106337728103.post-125567287780066005</id><published>2009-03-11T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T08:26:52.869-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Seven</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SbfYKp_2JeI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/ZcNeuWlDHfw/s1600-h/cranky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311951963090724322" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 304px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SbfYKp_2JeI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/ZcNeuWlDHfw/s400/cranky.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; That's the number of tantrums Lauryn had yesterday and three of them were before 8AM. But who's counting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6576962106337728103-125567287780066005?l=peterandkarencole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/feeds/125567287780066005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6576962106337728103&amp;postID=125567287780066005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/125567287780066005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/125567287780066005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/2009/03/seven.html' title='Seven'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10519162646565146423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5a56MMVCnyY/TtCGFoYMfBI/AAAAAAAABJQ/I7tjrzsZ4sM/s220/012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SbfYKp_2JeI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/ZcNeuWlDHfw/s72-c/cranky.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6576962106337728103.post-6274062988643424366</id><published>2009-03-11T08:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T08:08:54.939-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Now You See It...Now You Don't</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SbfTnCSehuI/AAAAAAAAAQs/vrBWumQUuno/s1600-h/P2270426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311946953089517282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SbfTnCSehuI/AAAAAAAAAQs/vrBWumQUuno/s400/P2270426.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SbfTm-Ze32I/AAAAAAAAAQk/uV0i6KCNfmo/s1600-h/P3070443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311946952045158242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SbfTm-Ze32I/AAAAAAAAAQk/uV0i6KCNfmo/s400/P3070443.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We got rid of our metal tool shed last weekend.  We found a guy on craigslist who wanted it and he came and hauled it away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6576962106337728103-6274062988643424366?l=peterandkarencole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/feeds/6274062988643424366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6576962106337728103&amp;postID=6274062988643424366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/6274062988643424366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6576962106337728103/posts/default/6274062988643424366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peterandkarencole.blogspot.com/2009/03/now-you-see-itnow-you-dont.html' title='Now You See It...Now You Don&apos;t'/><author><name>Karen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10519162646565146423</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5a56MMVCnyY/TtCGFoYMfBI/AAAAAAAABJQ/I7tjrzsZ4sM/s220/012.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjnJsv-mgCk/SbfTnCSehuI/AAAAAAAAAQs/vrBWumQUuno/s72-c/P2270426.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
