<?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-3369943522676200425</id><updated>2012-01-17T12:14:40.507-06:00</updated><category term='TWA'/><category term='sewing'/><title type='text'>The "Texas" Deshazers</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>KID, MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16317731987862366557</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/_9SV8cile7n8/SjY9oOpAYSI/AAAAAAAABm0/BRKI3TBC0lg/S220/IMG_3213.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>311</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369943522676200425.post-7501087369503259352</id><published>2011-12-15T18:21:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T18:23:16.380-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Duncan is 1!!</title><content type='html'>I cannot believe how quickly this year has flown by, but it has and my wee mannie is one year old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7013/6510577863_101fd76e4f.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7013/6510577863_101fd76e4f.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;He was so small...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7030/6518319147_03f4a11b34.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7030/6518319147_03f4a11b34.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;But he's gotten so big and learned to do so many things!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7147/6518328569_e2df8bab3a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7147/6518328569_e2df8bab3a.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Like his brother before him, he is a very physical child. He climbed before he learned to crawl. He is saying a few words - Mama, Dada and No being the most often used although we occasionally hear yeah and fishie. He loves to eat and insists on drinking from a sippy cup - forget the bottle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7164/6508180127_956b536859.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7164/6508180127_956b536859.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;His favorite sippy cups have straws, so we got him a couple for his birthday. Logan thought he would like this pink one, and he does!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7004/6508203639_2825b5a1b8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7004/6508203639_2825b5a1b8.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;He loves books, particularly interactive ones with flaps to turn or buttons to push.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7003/6508183781_bb502e9925.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7003/6508183781_bb502e9925.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;He also is enamored of anything with wheels, particularly tractors and trains. If it has wheels and buttons to push, well that is just a bonus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7173/6518348425_7657ec2e4f.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7173/6518348425_7657ec2e4f.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;He's a very musical fellow and his favorite "toy" is the piano downstairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7152/6518356587_875f5a8537.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7152/6518356587_875f5a8537.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;He has decidedly un-toddlerlike taste in movies. His all time favorite is Despicable Me, but he also really enjoys The Incredibles and Toy Story. He won't watch "baby" movies like Baby Einstein or Elmo. He despises Hello Kitty and cries whenever Myra asks to watch it. We're on the same wavelength with that one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7018/6508206279_bc64b08954.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7018/6508206279_bc64b08954.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;For his birthday, I made Minion cupcakes, which were a hit with all the kids (and the adults, too if we're being forthright).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7145/6510579489_5bf501761f.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7145/6510579489_5bf501761f.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;They were yummy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3369943522676200425-7501087369503259352?l=txdeshazers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/feeds/7501087369503259352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3369943522676200425&amp;postID=7501087369503259352' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/7501087369503259352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/7501087369503259352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/2011/12/duncan-is-1.html' title='Duncan is 1!!'/><author><name>KID, MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16317731987862366557</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/_9SV8cile7n8/SjY9oOpAYSI/AAAAAAAABm0/BRKI3TBC0lg/S220/IMG_3213.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369943522676200425.post-8327709607342831537</id><published>2011-12-02T19:40:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T19:40:57.434-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Walking!!!</title><content type='html'>Duncan took his first steps on Thanksgiving. He's been slowly working up to real walking with a few steps here and there, but crawling is definitely faster! Today we caught his progress on video!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://i.ytimg.com/vi/2FZ9pzM9IiY/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2FZ9pzM9IiY?version=3&amp;f=user_uploads&amp;c=google-webdrive-0&amp;app=youtube_gdata" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2FZ9pzM9IiY?version=3&amp;f=user_uploads&amp;c=google-webdrive-0&amp;app=youtube_gdata" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;How cute is that kid???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3369943522676200425-8327709607342831537?l=txdeshazers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/feeds/8327709607342831537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3369943522676200425&amp;postID=8327709607342831537' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/8327709607342831537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/8327709607342831537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/2011/12/walking.html' title='Walking!!!'/><author><name>KID, MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16317731987862366557</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/_9SV8cile7n8/SjY9oOpAYSI/AAAAAAAABm0/BRKI3TBC0lg/S220/IMG_3213.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369943522676200425.post-4760936127398607153</id><published>2011-11-05T17:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T17:57:59.918-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow, and a big day for Logan.</title><content type='html'>We had our first "real" Utah snowfall last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6214/6316503118_152644e41a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6214/6316503118_152644e41a.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The backyard looked kinda like a Christmas card. We've had a few small snowfalls that didn't stick, so Logan has been asking me on a near daily basis when it was going to snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6239/6315984297_f8b836e057.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6239/6315984297_f8b836e057.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;He was pretty stoked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6211/6315984997_e8906bb5ba.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6211/6315984997_e8906bb5ba.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Myra was excited, too. They sat at the front window and just watched it fall. I suggested that they have some breakfast and get dressed so that we could play in it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6059/6315452546_2df56e5f23.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6059/6315452546_2df56e5f23.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Snow is good to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6035/6315979017_6a1ddf4f03.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6035/6315979017_6a1ddf4f03.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;and it crunches when you walk on it. Can you see how deep it is? The weatherman said we'd only get 3 inches, but it is at least 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6114/6316494966_ffa89b71b4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6114/6316494966_ffa89b71b4.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Duncan didn't know what to think,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6044/6316494460_bced5d968e.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6044/6316494460_bced5d968e.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;but Daddy convinced him to give it a try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6099/6315977867_2f9bc79277.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6099/6315977867_2f9bc79277.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Even the ducks at the Jordan River temple were enjoying the chill.&lt;br /&gt;After we played in the snow a while, it was time for a haircut for Logan. That is a pretty traumatic event for him, so after surviving his haircut, we went to Ikea, and got Logan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6117/6315976091_535ecc9e69.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6117/6315976091_535ecc9e69.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;a big boy bed!!! He chose the frame and the bedding. He's so excited to have a new bed that I'm pretty sure he's forgotten all about the haircut, but doesn't he look cute?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6213/6315451326_8c9d2040c8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6213/6315451326_8c9d2040c8.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It doesn't hurt that the house still looks like this. The kids are fascinated by the snow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3369943522676200425-4760936127398607153?l=txdeshazers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/feeds/4760936127398607153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3369943522676200425&amp;postID=4760936127398607153' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/4760936127398607153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/4760936127398607153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/2011/11/snow-and-big-day-for-logan.html' title='Snow, and a big day for Logan.'/><author><name>KID, MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16317731987862366557</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/_9SV8cile7n8/SjY9oOpAYSI/AAAAAAAABm0/BRKI3TBC0lg/S220/IMG_3213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6214/6316503118_152644e41a_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369943522676200425.post-6046164226148780134</id><published>2011-10-31T20:34:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T12:18:56.649-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween!</title><content type='html'>Utah was kind to us for our first Halloween, and it was pleasant enough to wear our costumes without coats and mittens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6094/6300400881_fd1158e107.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6094/6300400881_fd1158e107.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here are my excited trick or treaters. This is the first Halloween that the kids have really clued in to the whole process, so they are really excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6106/6300932270_ce614ee4b1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6106/6300932270_ce614ee4b1.jpg" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Myra's magic hair really did glow! It was the hit of the neighborhood, apparently. Yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3369943522676200425-6046164226148780134?l=txdeshazers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/feeds/6046164226148780134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3369943522676200425&amp;postID=6046164226148780134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/6046164226148780134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/6046164226148780134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/2011/10/halloween.html' title='Halloween!'/><author><name>KID, MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16317731987862366557</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/_9SV8cile7n8/SjY9oOpAYSI/AAAAAAAABm0/BRKI3TBC0lg/S220/IMG_3213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6094/6300400881_fd1158e107_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369943522676200425.post-5532965426922352703</id><published>2011-10-12T10:39:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T10:39:12.706-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Upwardly Mobile</title><content type='html'>There's been an awful lot of this sort of behavior around here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6158/6238036482_da1e67d10a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6158/6238036482_da1e67d10a.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;and some of this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6107/6238036946_c2fc921e27.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6107/6238036946_c2fc921e27.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;and lots of this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://i.ytimg.com/vi/yPzpLA31tUc/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yPzpLA31tUc?version=3&amp;f=user_uploads&amp;c=google-webdrive-0&amp;app=youtube_gdata" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yPzpLA31tUc?version=3&amp;f=user_uploads&amp;c=google-webdrive-0&amp;app=youtube_gdata" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Logan and Myra walked at 10 1/2 months. Duncan has 4 weeks... Think he's gonna make it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3369943522676200425-5532965426922352703?l=txdeshazers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/feeds/5532965426922352703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3369943522676200425&amp;postID=5532965426922352703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/5532965426922352703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/5532965426922352703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/2011/10/upwardly-mobile.html' title='Upwardly Mobile'/><author><name>KID, MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16317731987862366557</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/_9SV8cile7n8/SjY9oOpAYSI/AAAAAAAABm0/BRKI3TBC0lg/S220/IMG_3213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6158/6238036482_da1e67d10a_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369943522676200425.post-4379868735935849476</id><published>2011-10-01T20:23:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T20:23:59.988-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Patty Cake</title><content type='html'>They are just so sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://i.ytimg.com/vi/2RDiVin_b48/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2RDiVin_b48?version=3&amp;f=user_uploads&amp;c=google-webdrive-0&amp;app=youtube_gdata" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2RDiVin_b48?version=3&amp;f=user_uploads&amp;c=google-webdrive-0&amp;app=youtube_gdata" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Duncan loves this SO MUCH!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3369943522676200425-4379868735935849476?l=txdeshazers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/feeds/4379868735935849476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3369943522676200425&amp;postID=4379868735935849476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/4379868735935849476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/4379868735935849476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/2011/10/patty-cake.html' title='Patty Cake'/><author><name>KID, MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16317731987862366557</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/_9SV8cile7n8/SjY9oOpAYSI/AAAAAAAABm0/BRKI3TBC0lg/S220/IMG_3213.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369943522676200425.post-8672483090527051001</id><published>2011-09-25T17:03:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T17:03:12.059-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mobile</title><content type='html'>He crawls!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://i.ytimg.com/vi/MnDnyMhY_es/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MnDnyMhY_es?f=user_uploads&amp;c=google-webdrive-0&amp;app=youtube_gdata" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MnDnyMhY_es?f=user_uploads&amp;c=google-webdrive-0&amp;app=youtube_gdata" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Time for some more advanced babyproofing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6165/6182443103_0a698b0d75.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6165/6182443103_0a698b0d75.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3369943522676200425-8672483090527051001?l=txdeshazers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/feeds/8672483090527051001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3369943522676200425&amp;postID=8672483090527051001' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/8672483090527051001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/8672483090527051001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/2011/09/mobile.html' title='Mobile'/><author><name>KID, MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16317731987862366557</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/_9SV8cile7n8/SjY9oOpAYSI/AAAAAAAABm0/BRKI3TBC0lg/S220/IMG_3213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6165/6182443103_0a698b0d75_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369943522676200425.post-5250461164977813924</id><published>2011-08-31T16:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T16:49:49.029-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cinders and Ashes, Logan is 5!</title><content type='html'>My big boy turned 5 yesterday, and we had a full day of fun! We started out with our first day back at gymnastics. Logan and Myra both have great classes with great coaches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6067/6097329069_3fb2f32283_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6067/6097329069_3fb2f32283_z.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Upside down is Logan's favorite position. After gymnastics, we went to Target to pick up Logan's cake and have a treat. Our local Target has a great little snack bar and the seating area in the Starbucks is spacious and fun. From there we stopped at Sonic for drinks and then headed to a park we hadn't tried out yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6090/6097333115_dca6afde92_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6090/6097333115_dca6afde92_z.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It was awesome! It was a gorgeous day and the park has the most amazing view of the mountains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6074/6097332133_5f6f024643_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6074/6097332133_5f6f024643_z.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Logan thought this rope bridge was the coolest thing ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6127/6097880516_6999d8ecaa_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6127/6097880516_6999d8ecaa_z.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Myra chilled out with her orange soda at the table, then she ran around with Logan. A couple of kids were there with their Nanny and the kids played together while I chatted. After prying the kids off the equipment, we headed home for a low-key afternoon. The best part of the day was when Daddy came home!! Mitch has been working insane hours this month and hasn't been home for bedtime about half of the time. We have all missed him, but Logan especially. It was so great to all be able to celebrate together. After we had a Logan friendly dinner of pancakes and fruit, it was time for presents!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6064/6098429547_deb20d0691_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6064/6098429547_deb20d0691_z.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here is Logan's impressive haul. Yes, you should all buy stock in Thomas &amp;amp; Friends... We took a ton of pictures, the best of which can be found &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/36376839@N03/sets/72157627564859564/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Click for all the details. After presents, we had cake. Logan broke with the traditional Lightning McQueen cake, and went with ... Thomas. I know, a shock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6077/6098439875_0d828ff4a4_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6077/6098439875_0d828ff4a4_z.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I think the folks at Target did a lovely job. It is the first time we've gotten a cake at Target, and it was very good. Logan surprised us again by asking for chocolate cake. It was yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6073/6098438761_856daa6720_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6073/6098438761_856daa6720_z.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Logan was really happy! He was so excited to see his name next to Thomas and the tracks!&lt;br /&gt;After cake, it was time for bed. It was hard to pry Logan away from all the new toys. This morning it was&amp;nbsp;imperative&amp;nbsp;to break them in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6196/6099612369_898e9982e3_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6196/6099612369_898e9982e3_z.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Still in jammies, and before even having breakfast, they had already built two different train tracks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6073/6099611013_74fce069ea_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6073/6099611013_74fce069ea_z.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I convinced them to actually have breakfast by allowing them to share it with Woody, Buzz and Jessie. Those kids crack me up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3369943522676200425-5250461164977813924?l=txdeshazers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/feeds/5250461164977813924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3369943522676200425&amp;postID=5250461164977813924' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/5250461164977813924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/5250461164977813924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/2011/08/cinders-and-ashes-logan-is-5.html' title='Cinders and Ashes, Logan is 5!'/><author><name>KID, MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16317731987862366557</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/_9SV8cile7n8/SjY9oOpAYSI/AAAAAAAABm0/BRKI3TBC0lg/S220/IMG_3213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6067/6097329069_3fb2f32283_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369943522676200425.post-1594569831139417147</id><published>2011-08-18T16:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T16:49:29.748-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So freakin' cute!! (Warning:Seriously pic heavy)</title><content type='html'>I recently made Duncan a little romper, for which I had a photo shoot for the sewing blog. He just so darn cute, I had to share some of the pictures here as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6205/6049189055_f1f0cc11b9_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6205/6049189055_f1f0cc11b9_z.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6189/6049839108_78d8c4a477_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6189/6049839108_78d8c4a477_z.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6085/6049286629_c3905ab274_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6085/6049286629_c3905ab274_z.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6078/6049287743_0ef0a8b757_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6078/6049287743_0ef0a8b757_z.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6196/6049288143_725a011922_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6196/6049288143_725a011922_z.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6198/6049841602_304f744f40_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6198/6049841602_304f744f40_z.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6183/6049289085_94bdb674ca_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6183/6049289085_94bdb674ca_z.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6184/6049843386_9dc28e9114_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6184/6049843386_9dc28e9114_z.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6080/6049844412_ac70206ca4_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6080/6049844412_ac70206ca4_z.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6081/6049291859_e16f6c5ab7_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6081/6049291859_e16f6c5ab7_z.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6188/6049842966_0de0a5bf9f_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6188/6049842966_0de0a5bf9f_z.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I think this one is my favorite, but they are all so adorable, I just can't decide.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3369943522676200425-1594569831139417147?l=txdeshazers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/feeds/1594569831139417147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3369943522676200425&amp;postID=1594569831139417147' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/1594569831139417147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/1594569831139417147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/2011/08/so-freakin-cute-warningseriously-pic.html' title='So freakin&apos; cute!! (Warning:Seriously pic heavy)'/><author><name>KID, MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16317731987862366557</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/_9SV8cile7n8/SjY9oOpAYSI/AAAAAAAABm0/BRKI3TBC0lg/S220/IMG_3213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6205/6049189055_f1f0cc11b9_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369943522676200425.post-8598081682153093948</id><published>2011-08-17T12:18:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T12:19:25.890-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And the birthdays continue...</title><content type='html'>Poor Mitch sort of gets overshadowed for his birthday. Myra's is 4 days before, and then Logan's is a few weeks later (but he starts talking about it during the Myra birthday prep!) so he sort of gets lost in the middle. This year was especially challenging since he began his fellowship last month and has had very little discretionary time. Working 14-16 hour days 6 days a week doesn't leave much time for hobbies, fun or even sleeping. He did manage to get off work in time for a birthday dinner. Even Steven and Sylvia came! Yay!&lt;br /&gt;Gifts were a wee bit tricky this year. I try to shy away from work related gifts, but he doesn't have time really for anything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6210/6053505500_0d5ff2046f_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6210/6053505500_0d5ff2046f_z.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Logan loves to open presents. This one is a pair of pants, yet to be assembled. it's a new pattern, so I need to fine tune the fit, so inside the box were the pattern and a muslin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6187/6053506022_6a992b8377_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6187/6053506022_6a992b8377_z.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I know, a flash drive - so romantic. He broke his old one and he doesn't have time to shop for himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6064/6052955485_cbb9e73b54_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6064/6052955485_cbb9e73b54_z.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A book from his parents. He's excited about reading this one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6090/6052956155_5dc3299e35_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6090/6052956155_5dc3299e35_z.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;When I asked Mitch what he wanted for his birthday, he responded with some frustration, "I just want to have some extra tine to roast marshmallows with my little boy!" Maybe if the roasting is in the back yard, we can squeeze in more of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3369943522676200425-8598081682153093948?l=txdeshazers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/feeds/8598081682153093948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3369943522676200425&amp;postID=8598081682153093948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/8598081682153093948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/8598081682153093948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/2011/08/and-birthdays-comtinue.html' title='And the birthdays continue...'/><author><name>KID, MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16317731987862366557</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/_9SV8cile7n8/SjY9oOpAYSI/AAAAAAAABm0/BRKI3TBC0lg/S220/IMG_3213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6210/6053505500_0d5ff2046f_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369943522676200425.post-2734205638074762048</id><published>2011-08-11T11:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T11:58:55.288-05:00</updated><title type='text'>3!!</title><content type='html'>I cannot believe that my little princess is already three! She had one heck of a celebration, with a giant Rapunzel cake and an even more giant pile of presents. I'll let the pictures do the talking.&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://farm7.static.flickr.com/6193/6032019423_e333e135a1_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="193" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6193/6032019423_e333e135a1_z.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 cake&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6070/6032578876_575e5d230b_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6070/6032578876_575e5d230b_z.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rapunzel!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6202/6032020315_9560fbdacb_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6202/6032020315_9560fbdacb_z.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 baby bed was too big to wrap, so we just brought it out, and she put baby down for a nap immediately.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6203/6032579898_f117cbca81_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6203/6032579898_f117cbca81_z.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;Princesses from Oma and Pappy!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6140/6032021391_9d97bde2a9_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6140/6032021391_9d97bde2a9_z.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;Jessie talks! Yee-haw!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6192/6032021785_f4f216f626_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6192/6032021785_f4f216f626_z.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;Aurora!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6075/6032022241_59970548ab_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6075/6032022241_59970548ab_z.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;Cupcakes to decorate from Grandma and Grandpa. She spent all evening feeding them to us and her dolls.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6139/6032022695_d2575bb78f_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6139/6032022695_d2575bb78f_z.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;She loves books. Logan and Duncan got a kick out of this one, too.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6088/6032023131_51e1eb819c_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6088/6032023131_51e1eb819c_z.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;No, Mom! You can't have my princess placemat!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6207/6032582550_ae8f19ba1b_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6207/6032582550_ae8f19ba1b_z.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;In true princess style, she kisses the Handsome Prince(s)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6144/6032024073_8006582e83_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6144/6032024073_8006582e83_z.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;Logan's favorites were the puzzles (natch.) and the Rapunzel figurines.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6137/6032583460_03c54db697_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6137/6032583460_03c54db697_z.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;As soon as everything was unwrapped, Myra tucked in all the dolls.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6129/6032024959_6bc3a87c89_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6129/6032024959_6bc3a87c89_z.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;She asked me to take a picture of Jessie.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6071/6032584222_5f22d1ce18_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6071/6032584222_5f22d1ce18_z.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today, she and baby are wearing their matching Tiana dresses, and Myra is toting around an armful of new dolls. &amp;nbsp;All is well in her kingdom.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3369943522676200425-2734205638074762048?l=txdeshazers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/feeds/2734205638074762048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3369943522676200425&amp;postID=2734205638074762048' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/2734205638074762048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/2734205638074762048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/2011/08/3.html' title='3!!'/><author><name>KID, MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16317731987862366557</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/_9SV8cile7n8/SjY9oOpAYSI/AAAAAAAABm0/BRKI3TBC0lg/S220/IMG_3213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6193/6032019423_e333e135a1_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369943522676200425.post-3266675968338746735</id><published>2011-08-07T19:02:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T19:04:17.867-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Millcreek Canyon and a stop at the Zoo.</title><content type='html'>Mitch was off this weekend, so although we have a ton of stuff to do around the house, we took a little time off of all the chores to enjoy some family time. Saturday evening we decided to hit the Zoo for a couple of hours. We got a membership when we first got here, and the kids LOVE it. Since we go all the time, I don't usually take pictures, but Myra made a new friend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6124/6016439976_f6b1a5a572_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6124/6016439976_f6b1a5a572_z.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I don't know his name, but Myra insists that he is a Prairie Cat. That kid is cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday after church we decided to check out one of the local hiking hotspots, Millcreek Canyon. We packed up a big picnic and headed out there. Logan was so excited to go climb a mountain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6010/6020056938_32cb3ba535_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6010/6020056938_32cb3ba535_z.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;They were both so excited to get there and see all the trees and streams! I also must deny responsibility for Myra's outfit. Midriff baring and leopard print - I see trouble in the teen years ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6027/6020045654_5cc858402b_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6027/6020045654_5cc858402b_z.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We climbed some trees and threw rocks in every stream we passed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6121/6019506117_c920e2b4d5_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6121/6019506117_c920e2b4d5_z.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;There were waterfalls everywhere, and the kids had to stop at every one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6012/6020049088_dac7cd7214_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6012/6020049088_dac7cd7214_z.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Myra wasn't sure she wanted to get any closer though. They spit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6138/6019496299_4d8a7128b8_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6138/6019496299_4d8a7128b8_z.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Duncan had fun too. And how cute are those boys in their matching hats?! Of course, the plan was for Duncan to ride and Logan and Myra to walk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6023/6020042150_e36c6676e5_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6023/6020042150_e36c6676e5_z.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Myra had other plans. It was really fun, and so beautiful! We all had a blast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6001/6020043788_3d30ec6dd3_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6001/6020043788_3d30ec6dd3_z.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And after all that hiking, we're pooped!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3369943522676200425-3266675968338746735?l=txdeshazers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/feeds/3266675968338746735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3369943522676200425&amp;postID=3266675968338746735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/3266675968338746735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/3266675968338746735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/2011/08/millcreek-canyon-and-stop-at-zoo.html' title='Millcreek Canyon and a stop at the Zoo.'/><author><name>KID, MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16317731987862366557</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/_9SV8cile7n8/SjY9oOpAYSI/AAAAAAAABm0/BRKI3TBC0lg/S220/IMG_3213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6124/6016439976_f6b1a5a572_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369943522676200425.post-1971916024913927437</id><published>2011-08-04T19:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T19:06:17.827-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gymnastics!</title><content type='html'>Logan has been having all the fun in gymnastics for the last 2 years, and now &amp;nbsp;it's Myra's turn!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6131/6010027806_a5f3f060a4_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6131/6010027806_a5f3f060a4_z.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Once we found a gym here in SLC that we liked, we registered them both. Myra was so excited!! The came the first day of class. Logan was in his element, but Myra had a little trouble getting adjusted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6018/6010030280_1581f789dc_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6018/6010030280_1581f789dc_z.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;But after 4 weeks, she is participating for the entire 45 &amp;nbsp;minute class with only minimal mommy intervention. The biggest breakthrough was last week we she actually got into the pit!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6025/6010028802_54ace470ba_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6025/6010028802_54ace470ba_z.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Doesn't that look fun?! It's the same concept as a ball pit, but filled with big foam blocks. The more advanced gymnasts do all sort of cool tricks off the trampoline or bars and into them. Myra was afraid to go near it, but I sat Duncan in there last week and she hopped in, too. Now it's hard to get her out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6017/6010030536_e43124b5a2_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6017/6010030536_e43124b5a2_z.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It's a good thing we have gymnastics to distract them. If they had their way, this is what my little couch potatoes would do all day long.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3369943522676200425-1971916024913927437?l=txdeshazers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/feeds/1971916024913927437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3369943522676200425&amp;postID=1971916024913927437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/1971916024913927437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/1971916024913927437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/2011/08/gymnastics.html' title='Gymnastics!'/><author><name>KID, MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16317731987862366557</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/_9SV8cile7n8/SjY9oOpAYSI/AAAAAAAABm0/BRKI3TBC0lg/S220/IMG_3213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6131/6010027806_a5f3f060a4_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369943522676200425.post-3078750594067402715</id><published>2011-08-01T17:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T17:44:08.504-05:00</updated><title type='text'>On the move...</title><content type='html'>While once content to sit hang out sweetly on the floor and smile,&amp;nbsp;&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://farm7.static.flickr.com/6024/5991520291_9bb6e86622_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6024/5991520291_9bb6e86622_z.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;How sweet is that little face??&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div&gt;Duncan has discovered the power of movement! At the moment, he's just rolling wherever he wants to go,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6030/5992076422_76ab442552_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6030/5992076422_76ab442552_z.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here I go!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div&gt;but it won't be long before he's chasing Logan and Myra!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6123/5991518395_9e6754792e_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6123/5991518395_9e6754792e_z.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;Pushup or Yoga plank?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div&gt;Crawling will commence soon... I'm' not sure we're ready.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3369943522676200425-3078750594067402715?l=txdeshazers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/feeds/3078750594067402715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3369943522676200425&amp;postID=3078750594067402715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/3078750594067402715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/3078750594067402715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/2011/08/on-move.html' title='On the move...'/><author><name>KID, MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16317731987862366557</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/_9SV8cile7n8/SjY9oOpAYSI/AAAAAAAABm0/BRKI3TBC0lg/S220/IMG_3213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6024/5991520291_9bb6e86622_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369943522676200425.post-4200935272796304248</id><published>2011-07-29T13:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T13:38:01.090-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Brothers</title><content type='html'>Logan and Duncan are the best of friends. Logan is so sweet with him, which is amazing as he is constantly abusing Myra. He loves to make Duncan laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/1QNS65DL4NI" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also is really good about sharing toys and books with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6012/5982662121_866cd06b85_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6012/5982662121_866cd06b85_z.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Logan actually brought this one over just to read to Duncan. They share a deep love of Thomas the Train.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3369943522676200425-4200935272796304248?l=txdeshazers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/feeds/4200935272796304248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3369943522676200425&amp;postID=4200935272796304248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/4200935272796304248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/4200935272796304248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/2011/07/brothers.html' title='Brothers'/><author><name>KID, MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16317731987862366557</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/_9SV8cile7n8/SjY9oOpAYSI/AAAAAAAABm0/BRKI3TBC0lg/S220/IMG_3213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/1QNS65DL4NI/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369943522676200425.post-7174152632404713345</id><published>2011-07-28T15:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T15:31:00.186-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Reading</title><content type='html'>I finally got the books unpacked. It took a while. We have a lot of books. Myra has enjoyed rediscovering her old favorites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6122/5982339691_0f17540cfc_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6122/5982339691_0f17540cfc_z.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And she's found some new ones to love. The Red Badge of Courage piqued her interest today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/2DmXJ1ChKn4" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a clip of her reading it to baby. The end is my favorite part...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6134/5982338111_451e47cb8c_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6134/5982338111_451e47cb8c_z.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;After she finished reading it, she shared it with baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6027/5982340097_b8e8728387_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6027/5982340097_b8e8728387_z.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And this has nothing to do with anything, but holy cow, that baby is cute!! And cross-eyed. But still cute. He loves Tigger.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3369943522676200425-7174152632404713345?l=txdeshazers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/feeds/7174152632404713345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3369943522676200425&amp;postID=7174152632404713345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/7174152632404713345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/7174152632404713345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/2011/07/summer-reading.html' title='Summer Reading'/><author><name>KID, MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16317731987862366557</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/_9SV8cile7n8/SjY9oOpAYSI/AAAAAAAABm0/BRKI3TBC0lg/S220/IMG_3213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6122/5982339691_0f17540cfc_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369943522676200425.post-9120616646163286737</id><published>2011-07-27T14:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T14:00:02.601-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Trains</title><content type='html'>When you have 4 train sets, you can make really cool tracks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6149/5981725660_815aa27eb0_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6149/5981725660_815aa27eb0_z.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I helped a little with the execution, but Logan designed this one himself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3369943522676200425-9120616646163286737?l=txdeshazers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/feeds/9120616646163286737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3369943522676200425&amp;postID=9120616646163286737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/9120616646163286737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/9120616646163286737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/2011/07/trains.html' title='Trains'/><author><name>KID, MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16317731987862366557</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/_9SV8cile7n8/SjY9oOpAYSI/AAAAAAAABm0/BRKI3TBC0lg/S220/IMG_3213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6149/5981725660_815aa27eb0_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369943522676200425.post-7582273165457991</id><published>2011-07-25T17:38:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T17:38:50.592-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Still here...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/36376839@N03/5923701090/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6126/5923701090_b6dd18e55f_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/36376839@N03/5923701090/"&gt;Untitled&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/36376839@N03/"&gt;kid_md&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I just realized that I haven't posted anything in nearly a month. We're still here, but Mitch has been working insane hours and I'm trying to get the house into some semblance of order. How does it work that we move into a  bigger house and still don't fit! Aaargh! The kids are settling in well though. As you can see, we found their toys...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3369943522676200425-7582273165457991?l=txdeshazers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/feeds/7582273165457991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3369943522676200425&amp;postID=7582273165457991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/7582273165457991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/7582273165457991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/2011/07/still-here.html' title='Still here...'/><author><name>KID, MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16317731987862366557</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/_9SV8cile7n8/SjY9oOpAYSI/AAAAAAAABm0/BRKI3TBC0lg/S220/IMG_3213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6126/5923701090_b6dd18e55f_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369943522676200425.post-7657166821258038929</id><published>2011-07-08T17:05:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T17:24:54.904-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bouncing Boy!</title><content type='html'>I unpacked the bouncer today and thought I'd try it out on Duncan. The other two kids merely tolerated it as babies, but Duncan is definitely a fan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="270" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/5VSyUQeSTHU" width="320"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How cute is that giggle??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ETA: He likes it so much that while I was writing this post he actually fell asleep in it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6024/5916938026_cb8b40f64a_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6024/5916938026_cb8b40f64a_z.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/3369943522676200425-7657166821258038929?l=txdeshazers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/feeds/7657166821258038929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3369943522676200425&amp;postID=7657166821258038929' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/7657166821258038929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/7657166821258038929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/2011/07/bouncing-boy.html' title='Bouncing Boy!'/><author><name>KID, MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16317731987862366557</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/_9SV8cile7n8/SjY9oOpAYSI/AAAAAAAABm0/BRKI3TBC0lg/S220/IMG_3213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/5VSyUQeSTHU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369943522676200425.post-8700316513020859980</id><published>2011-07-04T13:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T13:19:49.852-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rolling along</title><content type='html'>Since we don't have much in the way of furniture, we've all been spending a lot of time on the floor, and Duncan has been practicing his rolling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/1t7ZiG7p5Vs" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He can get all the way across the room. I think this time his goal was the blocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5078/5901474255_9c9139e619_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5078/5901474255_9c9139e619_z.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;He made it!&lt;br /&gt;He has also sprouted his first tooth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6048/5901431307_ff0e947eec_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6048/5901431307_ff0e947eec_z.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;You may have to click to blow up the picture. It's just a wee little nub at the moment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3369943522676200425-8700316513020859980?l=txdeshazers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/feeds/8700316513020859980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3369943522676200425&amp;postID=8700316513020859980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/8700316513020859980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/8700316513020859980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/2011/07/rolling-along.html' title='Rolling along'/><author><name>KID, MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16317731987862366557</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/_9SV8cile7n8/SjY9oOpAYSI/AAAAAAAABm0/BRKI3TBC0lg/S220/IMG_3213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/1t7ZiG7p5Vs/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369943522676200425.post-715814072801437148</id><published>2011-06-28T08:18:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T08:20:21.289-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Train!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We're getting close to Mitch having to head back to work, and there is still a ton to do, but we're trying to sneak in some fun as well. Some&lt;a href="http://eachapmanfamily.blogspot.com/"&gt; friends&lt;/a&gt; from Temple were in town, so we got a chance to see them yesterday. We met up at &lt;a href="http://www.slcgov.com/publicservices/Parks/parkspages/Liberty.htm"&gt;Liberty Park&lt;/a&gt; and we were having so much fun that I totally forgot to take pictures! The park is totally awesome. The kids played in a water element based on the canyons around the area. There was also a small fair with rides, duck ponds and big hills to climb. I did manage to get a picture of all the big kids feeding the ducks. So cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5303/5879301528_878c4a3755_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5303/5879301528_878c4a3755_z.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;After wearing the kids out at the park, we came home for FHE. Earlier that morning, we found a cake pan that made little train shaped cakes. Since Logan and Myra both love trains, we decided to make that our activity and treat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6018/5879301798_4b2659c90f_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6018/5879301798_4b2659c90f_z.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here is the engine and coal car, before decorating. Aren't they cute??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5152/5878737535_6359a50db7_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5152/5878737535_6359a50db7_z.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The kids had a blast decorating. Logan was really good with the frosting, and Myra applied M&amp;amp;Ms like a pro. Some of them even managed to make it onto the train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5318/5879298048_eaaa9a5152_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5318/5879298048_eaaa9a5152_z.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The sprinkles were Logan's favorite. Everything on his end of the train got a liberal dusting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5269/5878735369_55708e710b_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5269/5878735369_55708e710b_z.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here is the finished masterpiece. Once it was done, the kids wouldn't eat it! Although perhaps that was the result of the masses of candy they consumed while building it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3369943522676200425-715814072801437148?l=txdeshazers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/feeds/715814072801437148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3369943522676200425&amp;postID=715814072801437148' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/715814072801437148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/715814072801437148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/2011/06/train.html' title='Train!'/><author><name>KID, MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16317731987862366557</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/_9SV8cile7n8/SjY9oOpAYSI/AAAAAAAABm0/BRKI3TBC0lg/S220/IMG_3213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5303/5879301528_878c4a3755_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369943522676200425.post-7075141788630319447</id><published>2011-06-24T09:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T10:04:19.488-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Utah</title><content type='html'>Aside from the fact that our moving truck is STILL in Texas, we are trying our best to settle in. Since we don't have any furniture or personal belongings, we're mostly trying to stay out of the depressingly empty house. Fortunately, there is a ton to do around here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5109/5860606329_c23dbcc730_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5109/5860606329_c23dbcc730_z.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Of course, the obvious thing is Temple Square. That temple is BIG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5032/5861294830_269590920c_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5032/5861294830_269590920c_z.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;For reference, here is Myra posing against one of the doors.&lt;br /&gt;We also went to the zoo, which the kids really enjoyed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3273/5860732515_439bb88e47_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3273/5860732515_439bb88e47_z.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;There were lots of animals to climb and animatronic dinosaurs all over the place. There is also a train, which Logan LOVED. We'll likely be spending a good bit of time there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2772/5860731091_91da13efdf_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2772/5860731091_91da13efdf_z.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Even the grocery stores here are fun! Logan and Myra were loving the pint sized carts. I enjoyed not having to push the big one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5064/5860602813_a54d3ed0d1_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5064/5860602813_a54d3ed0d1_z.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Even though my kitchen stuff is still in Texas, Myra managed to make brownies.&lt;br /&gt;Of course, a new house and no stuff means a couple of trips to Ikea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5188/5860603957_fae97e02bd_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5188/5860603957_fae97e02bd_z.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Myra looks ready to crash out on this bed! She was so sweet and when she saw Mitch lay down to check out the mattress, she found a pillow for him and brought an extra for herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5070/5861285166_6f80dbb8f9_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5070/5861285166_6f80dbb8f9_z.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;No trip to Ikea is complete without a stop at the cafe. Myra likes the chocolate cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3064/5860732089_c79da68232_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3064/5860732089_c79da68232_z.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;On our first trip, we got a futon for the kids' playroom. Look, we all &amp;nbsp;fit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5231/5861827593_64f153e571_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5231/5861827593_64f153e571_z.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;At our second trip, we thought it was pretty funny that both kids made beelines to the computer desks. And yes, Myra is wearing the same dress. She loves that dress, and so does everyone who sees her in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3105/5860742115_aa2a9900cd_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3105/5860742115_aa2a9900cd_z.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Even though he doesn't eat much, Duncan likes the Ikea cafe, too!&lt;br /&gt;We also celebrated our first birthday here - mine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2737/5865587195_4cd9b149e7_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2737/5865587195_4cd9b149e7_z.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Logan chose the cake. He's so awesome. I had a great day. Mitch was home, and we chilled out in the morning. I did a bit of sewing. In the afternoon, I went fabric shopping. When I got home, we did presents since the kids (and Mitch) couldn't wait any longer. They're so cute. After that, we went out for Thai food, which I have really missed while we lived in Temple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2709/5866142354_24b8646d99_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2709/5866142354_24b8646d99_z.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Isn't it lovely? The food was great and the service excellent. They brought the kids bananas before the meal (which was ready so fast we really didn't have time to wait!), and had an excellent fruity fried rice dish that Myra liked.&lt;br /&gt;Now, if only our stuff would get here from Texas... We finally got a semi-straight answer from the moving company and apparently the truck will be leaving Texas on the 1st, to arrive here on the 6th, which will make it exactly a month from the day they packed us up. For the record, we will NEVER be using North American to move again. They have been impossible to work with.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3369943522676200425-7075141788630319447?l=txdeshazers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/feeds/7075141788630319447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3369943522676200425&amp;postID=7075141788630319447' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/7075141788630319447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/7075141788630319447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/2011/06/utah.html' title='Utah'/><author><name>KID, MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16317731987862366557</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/_9SV8cile7n8/SjY9oOpAYSI/AAAAAAAABm0/BRKI3TBC0lg/S220/IMG_3213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5109/5860606329_c23dbcc730_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369943522676200425.post-4452837784038603458</id><published>2011-06-17T14:37:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T14:39:36.220-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Preschool graduation!!</title><content type='html'>This post is long overdue! Logan had his preschool graduation program on May 24th. He loved his preschool class. His teacher, Ms. Lynda, was amazing and all of the kids got along well. We'll really miss them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2257/5756049065_913404389e_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2257/5756049065_913404389e_z.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here is his class. Joshua, Logan, Aniella, Jonathan, Karis, Cayden and Bannock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2737/5756597066_bc7bc44c1b_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2737/5756597066_bc7bc44c1b_z.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Logan took his walk down the aisle very seriously. This part was so cute! They played Pomp &amp;amp; Circumstance as each child walked up to the stage. Even the little 2 year olds were in on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2787/5756045793_925dca99b1_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2787/5756045793_925dca99b1_z.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ms. Amy gave them their "diploma". Logan's not sure what to make of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2375/5756043185_595ec88f71_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2375/5756043185_595ec88f71_z.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here is Ms. Lynda. She was so wonderful with Logan, and we miss her already.&lt;br /&gt;After the graduation, the kids had a presentation for us. They sang several songs, but this one cracked me up. It also explained some strange singing Logan had been doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/d59lRIghBPE" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other two songs they sang are &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/LF_VooSs_DI"&gt;here &lt;/a&gt;and &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/NPJqQ6le5vI"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;We loved this preschool so much! Logan learned a ton and really grew over the course of the year. It was amazing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3369943522676200425-4452837784038603458?l=txdeshazers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/feeds/4452837784038603458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3369943522676200425&amp;postID=4452837784038603458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/4452837784038603458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/4452837784038603458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/2011/06/preschool-graduation.html' title='Preschool graduation!!'/><author><name>KID, MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16317731987862366557</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/_9SV8cile7n8/SjY9oOpAYSI/AAAAAAAABm0/BRKI3TBC0lg/S220/IMG_3213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2257/5756049065_913404389e_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369943522676200425.post-2877106811567507626</id><published>2011-06-13T11:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T11:51:03.368-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yum!</title><content type='html'>There has been a lot of this sort of behavior at dinnertime lately,&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://farm4.static.flickr.com/3123/5829302456_79fabf00be_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3123/5829302456_79fabf00be_z.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;"That looks yummy! I want some!"&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;so we decided it was time for Duncan to enter into the world of solid foods. Well, semisolid anyway. He doesn't have any teeth yet. When we were at the store a couple of days ago, I let Logan pick a baby cereal for Duncan to try.&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://farm6.static.flickr.com/5062/5828756295_d8cd074fb9_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5062/5828756295_d8cd074fb9_z.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yum, oatmeal!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;He wasn't too sure about it at first,&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://farm6.static.flickr.com/5191/5829314784_cdf717b9a8_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5191/5829314784_cdf717b9a8_z.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;What is this stuff?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;and he needed a finger break.&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://farm4.static.flickr.com/3407/5829308418_e43b3c2b4b_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3407/5829308418_e43b3c2b4b_z.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm thinking about it!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;But by the end, he was definitely a fan!&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://farm6.static.flickr.com/5075/5828750187_589273125a_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5075/5828750187_589273125a_z.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yay!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;He really wanted to work that spoon himself.&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://farm4.static.flickr.com/3535/5828747699_d3391f6fee_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3535/5828747699_d3391f6fee_z.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is fun!!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;For the video minded, we caught a few moments of the fun. He still has to work on the smiling while eating...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/k_l3wtsG1Ts" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3369943522676200425-2877106811567507626?l=txdeshazers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/feeds/2877106811567507626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3369943522676200425&amp;postID=2877106811567507626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/2877106811567507626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/2877106811567507626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/2011/06/yum.html' title='Yum!'/><author><name>KID, MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16317731987862366557</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/_9SV8cile7n8/SjY9oOpAYSI/AAAAAAAABm0/BRKI3TBC0lg/S220/IMG_3213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3123/5829302456_79fabf00be_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369943522676200425.post-5717879201478126694</id><published>2011-06-12T16:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T16:46:10.346-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This is the place.</title><content type='html'>We're here in sunny Utah!! After three and a half days on the road, we made it at last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2075/5822724372_2512a80529_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2075/5822724372_2512a80529_z.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here is our little bungalow. It's bigger than it looks (thank goodness!).&lt;br /&gt;The drive was not fun, but there were interesting things to see. I always seem to forget how big Texas is. More than half of our drive was to get out of the state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3188/5822215541_37786ee885_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3188/5822215541_37786ee885_z.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here is the route we took to get out of state. It was long and boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5266/5822215049_4ebefe71b1_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5266/5822215049_4ebefe71b1_z.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Logan left his mark on the state line...&lt;br /&gt;We skirted the corner of New Mexico, which might have been the ugliest part of the drive, although Wyoming was pretty nasty, too. No pictures, just imagine barren flatlands and nasty roads.&lt;br /&gt;Colorado was another story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3260/5822213587_1e762452aa_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3260/5822213587_1e762452aa_z.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is a mountain "Scenic view" in Colorado. It was beautiful! Denver was a bit of a pain though. We're used to frontage roads on the highways. They don't have them there. Thank goodness for GPS. Also weird was the utter lack of gas stations near the freeway. What's with that? As we left Denver, Mitch expressed a desire to never return. After that we got to visit with friends in Fort Collins. I stayed up late talking sewing with my friend Beth and our kids had a great time playing together. It was the highlight of the trip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3060/5822212203_e30d6dcaba_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3060/5822212203_e30d6dcaba_z.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Then we got to Utah. Look at the mountains!! They're everywhere! This is the view from the car as we were coming into the Valley from Park City.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5036/5822775312_87bae86088_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5036/5822775312_87bae86088_z.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And a few minutes later, heading through the Pass. The mountains are amazing. They're literally everywhere you turn. It's actually a little distracting when driving around the city. You turn a corner and see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2146/5822719962_3dc451f26d_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2146/5822719962_3dc451f26d_z.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;big snow-covered peaks! I'm sure I'll get used to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2535/5822159245_82744329fa_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2535/5822159245_82744329fa_z.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The kids seem to like it. It's much cooler, so playing outside is much more fun. The grass is soft, green and fire ant free!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2335/5822722314_262f610bf5_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2335/5822722314_262f610bf5_z.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here is the backyard. It's really beautiful, with flowers and trees everywhere. The kids love it! I wish it had a fence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3331/5822721244_c503f99205_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3331/5822721244_c503f99205_z.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Myra's favorite feature is the water dispenser on the fridge. She can do it herself!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3369943522676200425-5717879201478126694?l=txdeshazers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/feeds/5717879201478126694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3369943522676200425&amp;postID=5717879201478126694' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/5717879201478126694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/5717879201478126694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/2011/06/this-is-place.html' title='This is the place.'/><author><name>KID, MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16317731987862366557</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/_9SV8cile7n8/SjY9oOpAYSI/AAAAAAAABm0/BRKI3TBC0lg/S220/IMG_3213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2075/5822724372_2512a80529_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369943522676200425.post-226322927498495150</id><published>2011-06-02T11:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T11:27:42.291-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sitting!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2655/5790673960_0212e27e0a_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2655/5790673960_0212e27e0a_z.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Yay for the beginning of&amp;nbsp;independence!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5226/5790678972_4609c91b03_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5226/5790678972_4609c91b03_z.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sitting up gives him a much better vantage point when Logan reads to him. Aren't they sweet?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3369943522676200425-226322927498495150?l=txdeshazers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/feeds/226322927498495150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3369943522676200425&amp;postID=226322927498495150' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/226322927498495150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/226322927498495150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/2011/06/sitting.html' title='Sitting!'/><author><name>KID, MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16317731987862366557</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/_9SV8cile7n8/SjY9oOpAYSI/AAAAAAAABm0/BRKI3TBC0lg/S220/IMG_3213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2655/5790673960_0212e27e0a_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369943522676200425.post-5718520683528181270</id><published>2011-05-31T14:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T14:23:16.667-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Memorial Day weekend</title><content type='html'>We leave the great state of Texas in one week, but before we left, we had the chance to head up to my parent's house in Carthage. My Grandfather (who had not yet met any of my kids) came up from Florida for the weekend, so it there was extra motivation to be there. sadly, Mitch had to work, so it was just me and the kids. It was a very full weekend, and we got to see lots of family that it's going to be hard to see as often once we get to Salt Lake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3575/5768483131_e464fdd6b9_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3575/5768483131_e464fdd6b9_z.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This smiley little man was a universal favorite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3515/5771176973_0a778b4247_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3515/5771176973_0a778b4247_z.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;He smiled for Great Grandpa Colley,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2111/5771543154_380ae77f41_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2111/5771543154_380ae77f41_z.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;even Great Grandpa Jones couldn't resist him. He NEVER holds babies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3052/5769022392_3e0dbde93e_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="246" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3052/5769022392_3e0dbde93e_z.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Fergus tolerated him nicely. He's a pretty nice kitty.&lt;br /&gt;The big kids had fun, too. Uncle James and Aunt Lindsay brought cousin Brody for them to play with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5224/5772879991_1aabb55ee7_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5224/5772879991_1aabb55ee7_z.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;They had watermelon together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5148/5769665218_e44b1d381c_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5148/5769665218_e44b1d381c_z.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;They colored, and played with trains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3136/5769671316_c122aa7b36_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3136/5769671316_c122aa7b36_z.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And they hung out on the stoop.&lt;br /&gt;Myra is becoming the master of the "look", isn't she?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5230/5769137223_069e40a4ba_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5230/5769137223_069e40a4ba_z.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This one is my favorite. Can't you hear the sarcasm? Especially compared to Brody's sweet smile.&lt;br /&gt;We spent a lot of time outside, even though it was pretty hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5184/5771182767_dd1488c026_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5184/5771182767_dd1488c026_z.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Logan is a monkey wherever he goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2206/5771722042_1fb42a6473_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2206/5771722042_1fb42a6473_z.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And this pile of lawn clippings was endlessly fascinating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3435/5771180139_5b26f61722_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3435/5771180139_5b26f61722_z.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;As were Duncan's toes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2756/5771531248_789c4fb88a_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2756/5771531248_789c4fb88a_z.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sticks of all shapes and sizes were available for poking and prodding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5268/5771536694_6251954639_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5268/5771536694_6251954639_z.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sometimes it's nice just to chill on the porch.&lt;br /&gt;Inside, the kids found lots to do as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3615/5782971406_53c18339b5_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3615/5782971406_53c18339b5_z.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Logan "helped" Pappy organize his food storage. He is endlessly entertained by the cans rolling down the "tracks".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5262/5768486745_5f7b9be56f_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5262/5768486745_5f7b9be56f_z.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Pappy's&amp;nbsp;elliptical machine was fun, too. Look at that happy face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2227/5768485005_d3baeaa71a_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2227/5768485005_d3baeaa71a_z.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Myra finds accessories wherever she goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2582/5768489129_102bb0a8a9_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2582/5768489129_102bb0a8a9_z.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Oma and Pappy's bed was fun, too. In fact, that was where Myra took her naps each day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5030/5769020784_b3a96cd441_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5030/5769020784_b3a96cd441_z.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;On Saturday, Oma kept her company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3081/5772928656_2bc154b775_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3081/5772928656_2bc154b775_z.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And on Sunday, Fergus kept her cozy.&lt;br /&gt;We all had a truly wonderful weekend. We are going to miss our family so much!! I can't believe we are moving in just a week. Yikes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3369943522676200425-5718520683528181270?l=txdeshazers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/feeds/5718520683528181270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3369943522676200425&amp;postID=5718520683528181270' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/5718520683528181270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/5718520683528181270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/2011/05/memorial-day-weekend.html' title='Memorial Day weekend'/><author><name>KID, MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16317731987862366557</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/_9SV8cile7n8/SjY9oOpAYSI/AAAAAAAABm0/BRKI3TBC0lg/S220/IMG_3213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3575/5768483131_e464fdd6b9_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369943522676200425.post-2675185352948348862</id><published>2011-05-23T20:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T20:24:36.171-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gymnastics!!</title><content type='html'>For the last 2 years, Logan has been taking gymnastics at Heart of Texas gym with his beloved Coach Melissa. He loves it so much! Each year they put on a program.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3564/5753076760_d6be6b60a1_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3564/5753076760_d6be6b60a1_b.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Dudes flash with one arm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3368/5752561193_bfacd225bc_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3368/5752561193_bfacd225bc_b.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;On the little beam, jumping on the bugs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5224/5752497031_a52f24f0f1_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5224/5752497031_a52f24f0f1_b.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And the BIG beam!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5267/5753102244_44da8c79e1_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5267/5753102244_44da8c79e1_b.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;He loves the rope swing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3208/5753084238_f41ec39d36_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3208/5753084238_f41ec39d36_b.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And all manner of bars&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5263/5753088532_c1d2e645ce_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5263/5753088532_c1d2e645ce_b.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Here is a video of their program. Coach Melissa is leading them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/KqmHjYJORrs" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;More videos, for those who might be interested, can be viewed on our YouTube channel at &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/kdeshazer"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/user/kdeshazer&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/3369943522676200425-2675185352948348862?l=txdeshazers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/feeds/2675185352948348862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3369943522676200425&amp;postID=2675185352948348862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/2675185352948348862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/2675185352948348862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/2011/05/gymnastics.html' title='Gymnastics!!'/><author><name>KID, MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16317731987862366557</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/_9SV8cile7n8/SjY9oOpAYSI/AAAAAAAABm0/BRKI3TBC0lg/S220/IMG_3213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3564/5753076760_d6be6b60a1_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369943522676200425.post-2672975482274985077</id><published>2011-05-22T10:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T10:35:25.983-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The third child</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;For the first baby...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5306/5746429049_c0bcfde3f5_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5306/5746429049_c0bcfde3f5_b.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;toys are carefully selected for maximal stimulation and encouragement of visual development.&lt;br /&gt;For the third baby...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5021/5746425987_f5dfb6a7bc_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5021/5746425987_f5dfb6a7bc_b.jpg" width="260" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;that toy from the kids meal doesn't have THAT many pokey parts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first child...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2379/5746429767_377b6ed3b1_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2379/5746429767_377b6ed3b1_b.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;a blanket or quilt is carefully spread over the spotlessly clean carpet prior to any time on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;For the third child...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3242/5746976428_4469287406_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="220" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3242/5746976428_4469287406_b.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm pretty sure I&amp;nbsp;vacuumed&amp;nbsp;this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But some things never change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2664/5746428305_c8f5cc51aa_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2664/5746428305_c8f5cc51aa_b.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Daddy always loves to snuggle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2539/5746979048_3952b4a905_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2539/5746979048_3952b4a905_b.jpg" width="240" /&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/3369943522676200425-2672975482274985077?l=txdeshazers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/feeds/2672975482274985077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3369943522676200425&amp;postID=2672975482274985077' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/2672975482274985077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/2672975482274985077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/2011/05/third-child.html' title='The third child'/><author><name>KID, MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16317731987862366557</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/_9SV8cile7n8/SjY9oOpAYSI/AAAAAAAABm0/BRKI3TBC0lg/S220/IMG_3213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5306/5746429049_c0bcfde3f5_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369943522676200425.post-6618696984964492573</id><published>2011-05-18T10:48:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T10:48:35.542-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Otto 03/2011-12, Happy Animals tee</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/36376839@N03/5733530227/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3155/5733530227_c157f38fa7_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/36376839@N03/5733530227/"&gt;Otto 03/2011-12, Happy Animals tee&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/36376839@N03/"&gt;kid_md&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Myra loves her little brother! She was thrilled to have a new shirt to wear when he wore his new shirt. So sweet!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3369943522676200425-6618696984964492573?l=txdeshazers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/feeds/6618696984964492573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3369943522676200425&amp;postID=6618696984964492573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/6618696984964492573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/6618696984964492573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/2011/05/otto-032011-12-happy-animals-tee.html' title='Otto 03/2011-12, Happy Animals tee'/><author><name>KID, MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16317731987862366557</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/_9SV8cile7n8/SjY9oOpAYSI/AAAAAAAABm0/BRKI3TBC0lg/S220/IMG_3213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3155/5733530227_c157f38fa7_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369943522676200425.post-2620560334052179015</id><published>2011-05-13T15:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T15:16:12.166-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The new 'Do</title><content type='html'>For Mother's Day, my sweetheart sent me off to the spa for a much needed hair cut and facial. I decided it was time for a serious change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2150/5715949896_2b549d21d2_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2150/5715949896_2b549d21d2_b.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It's not a huge departure, style-wise, but it is shorter than it has ever been in my adult life. I love it, but it's going to take some getting used to. And I may have to learn how to use my blow dryer.&lt;br /&gt;I was surprised and pleased that I had enough to donate again! I cut off 10 inches. Not bad for a little over a year of growing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3369943522676200425-2620560334052179015?l=txdeshazers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/feeds/2620560334052179015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3369943522676200425&amp;postID=2620560334052179015' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/2620560334052179015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/2620560334052179015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/2011/05/new-do.html' title='The new &apos;Do'/><author><name>KID, MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16317731987862366557</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/_9SV8cile7n8/SjY9oOpAYSI/AAAAAAAABm0/BRKI3TBC0lg/S220/IMG_3213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2150/5715949896_2b549d21d2_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369943522676200425.post-5387192008785966976</id><published>2011-05-10T21:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T21:06:37.216-05:00</updated><title type='text'>San Antonio Zoo</title><content type='html'>On Monday we had to say good bye to Rina, and since we were already headed to Austin, we decided to just go the extra hour and take the kids to the Zoo in San Antonio. Man, these kids love the zoo!&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2213/5705266291_64b7c5626c_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2213/5705266291_64b7c5626c_b.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As soon as we got there, they wanted to see this guy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2536/5705842180_6d82b3595c_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2536/5705842180_6d82b3595c_b.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the way, we checked out the komodo dragon,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3486/5705274641_cbbb59cbce_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3486/5705274641_cbbb59cbce_b.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;checked out the aquarium,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3310/5705268689_8fe3176098_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3310/5705268689_8fe3176098_b.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How cute are these guys? The kids loved them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2745/5705654130_8c91266b3f_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2745/5705654130_8c91266b3f_b.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We ran from some goats,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3327/5705090725_fcb4bdb334_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3327/5705090725_fcb4bdb334_b.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and made friends with some birds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2240/5705086809_675d449849_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2240/5705086809_675d449849_b.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We even rode the train! The kids totally loved that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2474/5705281535_c17674dde0_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2474/5705281535_c17674dde0_b.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Duncan had a blast, too. He's such a happy dude.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3332/5705649380_0e3f5d9dcb_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3332/5705649380_0e3f5d9dcb_b.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They were pretty tuckered out by the time we headed home. It was such an awesome day!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3369943522676200425-5387192008785966976?l=txdeshazers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/feeds/5387192008785966976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3369943522676200425&amp;postID=5387192008785966976' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/5387192008785966976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/5387192008785966976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/2011/05/san-antonio-zoo.html' title='San Antonio Zoo'/><author><name>KID, MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16317731987862366557</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/_9SV8cile7n8/SjY9oOpAYSI/AAAAAAAABm0/BRKI3TBC0lg/S220/IMG_3213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2213/5705266291_64b7c5626c_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369943522676200425.post-3045942117113164952</id><published>2011-04-24T19:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T19:58:09.029-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter fun!!</title><content type='html'>We had such a fun Easter! We started by dying eggs together on Saturday. I didn't get any pictures, mostly because I was monitoring cleanup...&lt;br /&gt;Sunday Mitch had to work, but he finished just in time to church. We had a lovely time at church, with some wonderful, inspiring talks. The kids had fun as well. After church, we had our traditional Sunday dinner of scrambled eggs, but added some ham as a nod to a real Easter dinner. Then we "found" a couple of Easter baskets for the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5308/5651523694_a57d47df78_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5308/5651523694_a57d47df78_b.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Logan likes to organize his candy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we had an egg hunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5150/5651474700_35f5d99697_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5150/5651474700_35f5d99697_b.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Myra caught on pretty quickly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5068/5650903993_b99f0a6b26_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5068/5650903993_b99f0a6b26_b.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Mitch may have gotten in on the fun as well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5186/5650903943_5399b19cd7_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5186/5650903943_5399b19cd7_b.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Logan had a blast! Myra was so cute - she kept saying "Thank you!" every time she found an egg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5188/5650900091_506053a8f8_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5188/5650900091_506053a8f8_b.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Peeps and milk are serious business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/z1OkFN4dzNY" title="YouTube video player" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duncan was a happy dude, and then he gave us a great Easter present by rolling over for the first time! The coolest part was that we happened to be on Skype with Mitch's parents! They are far enough away that we don't get to see them nearly as much as we'd like, so it was awesome to get to share that moment with them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3369943522676200425-3045942117113164952?l=txdeshazers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/feeds/3045942117113164952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3369943522676200425&amp;postID=3045942117113164952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/3045942117113164952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/3045942117113164952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/2011/04/easter-fun.html' title='Easter fun!!'/><author><name>KID, MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16317731987862366557</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/_9SV8cile7n8/SjY9oOpAYSI/AAAAAAAABm0/BRKI3TBC0lg/S220/IMG_3213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5308/5651523694_a57d47df78_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369943522676200425.post-5088265641276658860</id><published>2011-04-17T20:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T20:42:35.238-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bluebonnets!!</title><content type='html'>One of my &lt;s&gt;ornery rugrats&lt;/s&gt; sweet angels brought home some viral nastiness, to which I succumbed this morning. Mitch was off, but had to give a talk in church, so he took over kid duty for most of the day, up until time for Sacrament meeting, at which time I took over for the hour. When he came home, he mentioned that he saw a perfect patch of bluebonnets near a park. I had noticed that they were starting to fade, so I cowgirled up, found some lipstick and we got our last bluebonnet pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5069/5629708120_89d685e0a8_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="249" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5069/5629708120_89d685e0a8_b.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5146/5629133263_8ac904e31f_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5146/5629133263_8ac904e31f_b.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5023/5629134813_af70464966_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5023/5629134813_af70464966_b.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5186/5629123055_67835c6584_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5186/5629123055_67835c6584_b.jpg" width="281" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5264/5629130259_ab0a93c0d4_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="230" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5264/5629130259_ab0a93c0d4_b.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Of course, Logan completely refused to wear the cute gingham shirt I made him to match the other kids. Sigh. After playing in the flowers, we hit the playground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5184/5629720526_95660feb4d_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5184/5629720526_95660feb4d_b.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5221/5629137783_d40d655af5_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5221/5629137783_d40d655af5_b.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5230/5629717806_3a2ccd65c4_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5230/5629717806_3a2ccd65c4_b.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5185/5629717048_fde87768f8_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5185/5629717048_fde87768f8_b.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Fun was had by all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3369943522676200425-5088265641276658860?l=txdeshazers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/feeds/5088265641276658860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3369943522676200425&amp;postID=5088265641276658860' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/5088265641276658860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/5088265641276658860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/2011/04/bluebonnets.html' title='Bluebonnets!!'/><author><name>KID, MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16317731987862366557</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/_9SV8cile7n8/SjY9oOpAYSI/AAAAAAAABm0/BRKI3TBC0lg/S220/IMG_3213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5069/5629708120_89d685e0a8_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369943522676200425.post-2421661861104961106</id><published>2011-04-16T13:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T13:36:26.898-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Unexpected fun</title><content type='html'>Selling our house has given us the opportunity for some interesting impromptu outings, since we have to vacate the&amp;nbsp;premises for a showing. Today was awesome, because we had 2 showings! One was in the morning, and we were notified of it the day before, so we planned for breakfast at IHOP. When we got there, we discovered that they had some people making balloon animals for the kids!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5062/5624676200_b4a992fb20_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5062/5624676200_b4a992fb20_b.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Myra requested a princess crown. Isn't the heart balloon the cutest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5110/5624086147_f6f9221538_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5110/5624086147_f6f9221538_b.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;She gazed at it adoringly for some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5264/5624087795_92225ecd32_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5264/5624087795_92225ecd32_b.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Logan's is a blue rocketship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5228/5624087835_7d2fbbde1b_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5228/5624087835_7d2fbbde1b_b.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Blast off!! &amp;nbsp;The balloons were brilliant and kept the kids entertained while we waited for our food to come. They are always happy once the pancakes and eggs show up, but the wait can be a little hairy...&lt;br /&gt;After IHOP, I had an errand at the Post Office. &amp;nbsp;Behind the Post Office is a horse pasture. I know, small town Texas. Anyway, usually the horses are in the back field, but today they were close enough to touch,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5105/5624990510_2b85ba3c66_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5105/5624990510_2b85ba3c66_b.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;and Logan did! The horses were a little too big for Myra's taste, so she contented herself with picking flowers that were out of reach of the grazing horses. While we were there, I got a call that another realtor wanted to show our house in an hour, which put it right at lunchtime. After consultation with the powers that be, who really wanted to go to the Chick Fil-A with Oma and Pappy, we compromised by going to the local Chick Fil-A. Longview is a bit of a drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5182/5624400015_473773a30a_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5182/5624400015_473773a30a_b.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here is what Logan looks like at Chick Fil-A. Always in motion. He does pop over to the table to get a quick drink of juice or some fruit, then back to the playland!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5264/5624989064_da992e6d45_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5264/5624989064_da992e6d45_b.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;All the while, my ladylike princess double fisted the fries. That girl can eat. She did eventually visit the playland, and fun was had by all. Mitch worked on his talk for Sunday and I knitted on a dishcloth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5105/5624642369_5457124089_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5105/5624642369_5457124089_b.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Duncan slept through much of it, but he was all smiles the rest of the time. He's such a happy (and wiggly!) little guy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now if only someone would put in an offer on the &lt;a href="http://www.century21.com/realestatelistings/Temple-TX-76502-1916Stratford-C2136567150"&gt;house&lt;/a&gt;... It's a great house!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3369943522676200425-2421661861104961106?l=txdeshazers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/feeds/2421661861104961106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3369943522676200425&amp;postID=2421661861104961106' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/2421661861104961106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/2421661861104961106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/2011/04/unexpected-fun.html' title='Unexpected fun'/><author><name>KID, MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16317731987862366557</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/_9SV8cile7n8/SjY9oOpAYSI/AAAAAAAABm0/BRKI3TBC0lg/S220/IMG_3213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5062/5624676200_b4a992fb20_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369943522676200425.post-7606785237082697737</id><published>2011-04-11T14:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T14:00:46.017-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Sister</title><content type='html'>I was worried about jealousy issues with Myra when I was pregnant with Duncan. She's very possessive of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5189/5610320943_b1be02c193_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5189/5610320943_b1be02c193_b.jpg" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Since he's been with us, she hasn't shown even the slightest inclination for jealousy or rivalry at all. On the contrary, she loves her Baby Duncan and want nothing more than to make him happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5187/5610892494_c95e339c9b_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5187/5610892494_c95e339c9b_b.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;If he fusses, she finds a binky or bottle for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5309/5609689681_59ffcbca51_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5309/5609689681_59ffcbca51_b.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;When she's reading or playing, she shares with him and reads to him.&lt;br /&gt;She loves to give him hugs and kisses. She is the best big sister!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3369943522676200425-7606785237082697737?l=txdeshazers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/feeds/7606785237082697737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3369943522676200425&amp;postID=7606785237082697737' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/7606785237082697737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/7606785237082697737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/2011/04/big-sister.html' title='Big Sister'/><author><name>KID, MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16317731987862366557</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/_9SV8cile7n8/SjY9oOpAYSI/AAAAAAAABm0/BRKI3TBC0lg/S220/IMG_3213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5189/5610320943_b1be02c193_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369943522676200425.post-8669764871823763138</id><published>2011-04-06T10:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T10:51:08.059-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Super fun, no documentation...</title><content type='html'>This weekend we had a super fun time at my parents's house (Oma and Pappy to the kids), and I'd love to tell you all about it. I even brought my camera, but the only thing I took pictures of was my &lt;a href="http://katiekadiddlehopper.blogspot.com/2011/04/vogue-2463.html"&gt;sewing&lt;/a&gt;. I know, I suck, right?&lt;br /&gt;I did capture a few pictures with the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5104/5594984187_31f9fec5b5_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5104/5594984187_31f9fec5b5_b.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Myra is ready to go with sunglasses on and Cheetos in hand! We were at a stoplight when I took the picture. Safety first!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5304/5595565664_a5f720d483_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5304/5595565664_a5f720d483_b.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It was a lovely weekend, and we spent a lot of time outside. The kids love the backyard - plenty of sticks and piles of dirt. Logan ate a LOT of watermelon. He calls them triangles when cut this way. Much of our food now has shape related nicknames.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5027/5594752379_92c96df12c_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5027/5594752379_92c96df12c_b.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The front porch was fun, too. The kids loved Oma's elephants. They're just right for sittin'. I'm not sure who is reading to who here.&lt;br /&gt;It was a great weekend, but I definitely went a little overboard, food-wise. I gained several pounds (grr!), but I think some of it was just water, as 2 of those pounds have already come back off. Salty snacks help keep me awake while making the 5 hour drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5228/5594621467_1a33525aea_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5228/5594621467_1a33525aea_b.jpg" width="207" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;On the plus side, I haven't been able to button this blouse since Duncan came along. Yay, it fits again!! It's one of my favorites.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3369943522676200425-8669764871823763138?l=txdeshazers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/feeds/8669764871823763138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3369943522676200425&amp;postID=8669764871823763138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/8669764871823763138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/8669764871823763138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/2011/04/super-fun-no-documentation.html' title='Super fun, no documentation...'/><author><name>KID, MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16317731987862366557</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/_9SV8cile7n8/SjY9oOpAYSI/AAAAAAAABm0/BRKI3TBC0lg/S220/IMG_3213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5104/5594984187_31f9fec5b5_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369943522676200425.post-5271843163669613658</id><published>2011-03-29T16:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T16:36:03.446-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ZZZZZZZZZ</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vJu-N4QShkA/TZJQKH0bUUI/AAAAAAAAFR8/O67jBUYxYOY/s1600/114_1438.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vJu-N4QShkA/TZJQKH0bUUI/AAAAAAAAFR8/O67jBUYxYOY/s320/114_1438.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Logan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SOP_N_zifPg/TZJQND-JY_I/AAAAAAAAFSA/AvFN6gckbQI/s1600/IMG_1067.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SOP_N_zifPg/TZJQND-JY_I/AAAAAAAAFSA/AvFN6gckbQI/s320/IMG_1067.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Myra&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XTdehGVILyE/TZJQSpCdrjI/AAAAAAAAFSE/7edETqufW0o/s1600/IMG_8482.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XTdehGVILyE/TZJQSpCdrjI/AAAAAAAAFSE/7edETqufW0o/s320/IMG_8482.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Duncan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sweet sleepy babies. They have beds, but when you're only 3 months old, you don't care.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3369943522676200425-5271843163669613658?l=txdeshazers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/feeds/5271843163669613658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3369943522676200425&amp;postID=5271843163669613658' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/5271843163669613658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/5271843163669613658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/2011/03/zzzzzzzzz.html' title='ZZZZZZZZZ'/><author><name>KID, MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16317731987862366557</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/_9SV8cile7n8/SjY9oOpAYSI/AAAAAAAABm0/BRKI3TBC0lg/S220/IMG_3213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vJu-N4QShkA/TZJQKH0bUUI/AAAAAAAAFR8/O67jBUYxYOY/s72-c/114_1438.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369943522676200425.post-4161310258009524885</id><published>2011-03-27T19:20:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T19:22:45.502-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day of Rest</title><content type='html'>It seemed appropriate to post this on the Sabbath, since it has to do with the importance of taking a day off. When I last posted about my weight, I was frustrated, overeating constantly and naturally, I wasn't having much success. A couple of weeks ago, I decided to try taking a day off of the diet. I've read about that in several places, and it is an integral part of the Body for Life program that Mitch had success with in the past. So, 2 weeks ago, I took a random Tuesday off. &amp;nbsp;Totally off. I didn't log my food, weigh myself or track progress in any way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Z5xQuLgOkzU/TY_SMCvjVQI/AAAAAAAAFR0/1FAMLJaA57k/s1600/photo+%25286%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="307" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Z5xQuLgOkzU/TY_SMCvjVQI/AAAAAAAAFR0/1FAMLJaA57k/s320/photo+%25286%2529.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And what do you know, I broke out of the plateau! &amp;nbsp;In fact, as of today I am only 1 1/2 pounds away from my goal weight!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0rY4c0px9sM/TY_SNlJWYCI/AAAAAAAAFR4/Tm7fdRWrKA8/s1600/photo+%25285%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0rY4c0px9sM/TY_SNlJWYCI/AAAAAAAAFR4/Tm7fdRWrKA8/s320/photo+%25285%2529.jpg" width="282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here is this week. Notice the lack of red... Another thing that taking a day off has helped me with is controlling my appetite a little better. &amp;nbsp;I think some of this may be psychological. I know that there will be a day coming when I can eat what I want, so it is a lot easier to put down the cookie when I know I can have it if I want in just a couple of days.&lt;br /&gt;Another funny thing... You know how people who follow a strict diet, like vegetarianism for example, notice that when they eat something that isn't a part of their diet they feel ill? Well, I always sort of poohed that phenomenon, but on my last day off, it totally happened to me! I had a lot of junk, since that was what I felt like eating, but after dinner (which was actually sensible, since Mitch wasn't taking the day off), I started to feel ill. It took me a full day to recover! And I'm definitely not looking to have another cookie dough binge any time soon. Mitch and I were talking this morning about how much better we are both feeling when we eat healthful, whole foods, as opposed to mindlessly eating junk. I'm thrilled with the weight I've lost, but just learning about what eating well really means for me has been such a great part of this journey. I really feel like a new person! A healthy person! And remember the skirt that started this? I wore it today, and it's a little big! But still cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qL0X813yTis/TY9fvAV8HeI/AAAAAAAAFRk/yU5eJ3nIyi8/s1600/IMG_8493.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qL0X813yTis/TY9fvAV8HeI/AAAAAAAAFRk/yU5eJ3nIyi8/s320/IMG_8493.JPG" width="163" /&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/3369943522676200425-4161310258009524885?l=txdeshazers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/feeds/4161310258009524885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3369943522676200425&amp;postID=4161310258009524885' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/4161310258009524885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/4161310258009524885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/2011/03/day-of-rest.html' title='A Day of Rest'/><author><name>KID, MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16317731987862366557</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/_9SV8cile7n8/SjY9oOpAYSI/AAAAAAAABm0/BRKI3TBC0lg/S220/IMG_3213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Z5xQuLgOkzU/TY_SMCvjVQI/AAAAAAAAFR0/1FAMLJaA57k/s72-c/photo+%25286%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369943522676200425.post-2363010679636011038</id><published>2011-03-22T22:47:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T22:47:15.602-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, the giggles!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/aZcEDzmRGxs?fs=1" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mitch cann always make him laugh! We've been blessed with a seriously happy little guy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3369943522676200425-2363010679636011038?l=txdeshazers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/feeds/2363010679636011038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3369943522676200425&amp;postID=2363010679636011038' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/2363010679636011038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/2363010679636011038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/2011/03/oh-giggles.html' title='Oh, the giggles!!'/><author><name>KID, MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16317731987862366557</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/_9SV8cile7n8/SjY9oOpAYSI/AAAAAAAABm0/BRKI3TBC0lg/S220/IMG_3213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/aZcEDzmRGxs/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369943522676200425.post-3367713814626472355</id><published>2011-03-18T08:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T08:07:13.903-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Zoo!</title><content type='html'>By some amazing luck, Logan's Spring Break happened to coincide with Mitch's week off this month, so we were hoping to do something fun. &amp;nbsp;We tossed around ideas - Houston, San Antonio, camping - then all of our ideas were for naught when Logan started throwing up last Wednesday night. &amp;nbsp;We hoped for a 24 hour bug, but three days later, he was still sick, and Myra came down with it as well. &amp;nbsp;We all survived. &amp;nbsp;In fact, Mitch, Duncan and I were miraculously spared (perhaps because we hadn't shared the toilet water Myra was playing in a few days earlier - yuck!), but our fun holiday was pretty much a bust. &amp;nbsp;Myra was finally mostly herself again a week later, which gave us one day for some family fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7mCKXZEIOHI/TYNUv9ishPI/AAAAAAAAFPo/X5s21ZhQpco/s1600/IMG_8428.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7mCKXZEIOHI/TYNUv9ishPI/AAAAAAAAFPo/X5s21ZhQpco/s320/IMG_8428.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We decided to take a day trip to the Cameron Park Zoo in Waco! &amp;nbsp;Logan is mesmerized by the squirrel monkeys while Myra admires the red birdies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-C_PxKx_CE1Y/TYNUhgH7YDI/AAAAAAAAFPg/YTFHtMe6Nq8/s1600/IMG_8422.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-C_PxKx_CE1Y/TYNUhgH7YDI/AAAAAAAAFPg/YTFHtMe6Nq8/s320/IMG_8422.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;There are a couple of cool playspaces at the zoo. &amp;nbsp;Logan loves the slides!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-K7R6dU44Res/TYNUDwjyGII/AAAAAAAAFPU/8E2Qklwpx5g/s1600/IMG_8448.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-K7R6dU44Res/TYNUDwjyGII/AAAAAAAAFPU/8E2Qklwpx5g/s320/IMG_8448.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Mitch convinced Myra to go down this one. &amp;nbsp;It passes through the otter habitat and they swim around you as you slide. &amp;nbsp;Super cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-VDDM-8Wd7qk/TYNUoco5nWI/AAAAAAAAFPk/rnihxwywDno/s1600/IMG_8423.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-VDDM-8Wd7qk/TYNUoco5nWI/AAAAAAAAFPk/rnihxwywDno/s320/IMG_8423.JPG" width="243" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Myra ad Mitch mostly stuck to more low key activities since she wasn't quite up to her usual self yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-T6kYlpqlUTk/TYNVI6Ne0NI/AAAAAAAAFP8/XsCWgYpsDzY/s1600/IMG_8457.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-T6kYlpqlUTk/TYNVI6Ne0NI/AAAAAAAAFP8/XsCWgYpsDzY/s320/IMG_8457.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;They both thought the chimes in the Asia exhibit were cool. &amp;nbsp;They ring when you jump on them! &amp;nbsp;Mitch is taking a peek underneath to see how they work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-b8udWrbxdl8/TYNU-WatA2I/AAAAAAAAFP0/5a-IboOIlIk/s1600/IMG_8452.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-b8udWrbxdl8/TYNU-WatA2I/AAAAAAAAFP0/5a-IboOIlIk/s320/IMG_8452.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;They also enjoyed the teepees outside the bison habitat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-neWlaqxw-tM/TYNU0-ubc0I/AAAAAAAAFPs/_aOSoc5nlLk/s1600/IMG_8433.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-neWlaqxw-tM/TYNU0-ubc0I/AAAAAAAAFPs/_aOSoc5nlLk/s320/IMG_8433.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We saw lots of fishies! &amp;nbsp;Logan was pretty sure he spotted Dory, but Nemo was nowhere to be found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-u41BOhS0WFw/TYNVDwaGyFI/AAAAAAAAFP4/3BtvhnuiQgQ/s1600/IMG_8453.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-u41BOhS0WFw/TYNVDwaGyFI/AAAAAAAAFP4/3BtvhnuiQgQ/s320/IMG_8453.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The giraffe is always my favorite. &amp;nbsp;They are so graceful for such large animals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-rYwhA4x6d_Q/TYNU6oia2zI/AAAAAAAAFPw/xkTQuvIwzuA/s1600/IMG_8436.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-rYwhA4x6d_Q/TYNU6oia2zI/AAAAAAAAFPw/xkTQuvIwzuA/s320/IMG_8436.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Logan peeks through the fence to get a closer look at the brown bear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-L8tTPZP-Pjw/TYNUUWosG9I/AAAAAAAAFPY/wai8sVPfaB8/s1600/IMG_8411.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-L8tTPZP-Pjw/TYNUUWosG9I/AAAAAAAAFPY/wai8sVPfaB8/s320/IMG_8411.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Even Duncan had a pretty good time. &amp;nbsp;It was his first stroller ride!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-Y2UI57r_was/TYNVOibr-JI/AAAAAAAAFQA/TSFUmwT91aA/s1600/IMG_8461.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-Y2UI57r_was/TYNVOibr-JI/AAAAAAAAFQA/TSFUmwT91aA/s320/IMG_8461.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Peek-a-boo! &amp;nbsp;I hope we get a chance to go again before we leave Texas, although we might not get a better day. &amp;nbsp;The weather was just perfect! &amp;nbsp;It was a great day!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3369943522676200425-3367713814626472355?l=txdeshazers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/feeds/3367713814626472355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3369943522676200425&amp;postID=3367713814626472355' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/3367713814626472355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/3367713814626472355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/2011/03/zoo.html' title='Zoo!'/><author><name>KID, MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16317731987862366557</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/_9SV8cile7n8/SjY9oOpAYSI/AAAAAAAABm0/BRKI3TBC0lg/S220/IMG_3213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7mCKXZEIOHI/TYNUv9ishPI/AAAAAAAAFPo/X5s21ZhQpco/s72-c/IMG_8428.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369943522676200425.post-1935521394167326000</id><published>2011-03-12T12:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T12:31:27.892-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Plateau</title><content type='html'>I've hit a proverbial wall in my weight loss journey. &amp;nbsp;For the last 2 weeks or so, I've bounced between 129 and 132 pounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-NTa0C62xbSg/TXu4n9ZB8JI/AAAAAAAAFOE/kUzwMxRD5fU/s1600/photo+%25281%2529.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-NTa0C62xbSg/TXu4n9ZB8JI/AAAAAAAAFOE/kUzwMxRD5fU/s320/photo+%25281%2529.PNG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here's my graph. &amp;nbsp;As you can see, it's been flat for a while. &amp;nbsp;I don't have to look very far to discover the etiology of my problem though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-V8uNBpJ46zw/TXu4tKjgkQI/AAAAAAAAFOM/vOgAx8v4Ndo/s1600/photo.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-V8uNBpJ46zw/TXu4tKjgkQI/AAAAAAAAFOM/vOgAx8v4Ndo/s320/photo.PNG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-_YQQn_YM0Ck/TXu4rEQiOiI/AAAAAAAAFOI/n8VubK0BFls/s1600/photo+%25282%2529.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-_YQQn_YM0Ck/TXu4rEQiOiI/AAAAAAAAFOI/n8VubK0BFls/s320/photo+%25282%2529.PNG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Those are my last two weeks worth of calorie logs. &amp;nbsp;The red bars are where I have gone over budget. &amp;nbsp;Note the large number of red bars... &amp;nbsp;Entire batches of cookie dough are not good for my calorie budget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please no one hate me for this, but this is the first time in my life that I have really tried to lose weight in a healthy way. &amp;nbsp;A couple of &amp;nbsp;times in my life, I have made some weight loss attempts, but found myself somewhat pathologically fixated on controlling my intake. &amp;nbsp;I suspect that should a psychiatrist have evaluated me during those periods, there would have been serious concerns. &amp;nbsp;In the past, I've always been slim and eaten whatever I want, barring the aforementioned episodes. &amp;nbsp;I think this is the difficulty I'm having. &amp;nbsp;I've never learned the importance of self control and moderation in my eating. &amp;nbsp;If I felt like an entire box of Little Debbies, I'd go for it. &amp;nbsp;Obviously this isn't a healthful way to live, and more than the weight coming off (although that's great!) I'm really grateful that I am finally learning a few things about self control. &amp;nbsp;I really feel that at it's core, the Word of Wisdom is all about making healthful choices with regard to how you treat your body, and I'm learning a lot about how to do that better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3369943522676200425-1935521394167326000?l=txdeshazers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/feeds/1935521394167326000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3369943522676200425&amp;postID=1935521394167326000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/1935521394167326000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/1935521394167326000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/2011/03/plateau.html' title='Plateau'/><author><name>KID, MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16317731987862366557</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/_9SV8cile7n8/SjY9oOpAYSI/AAAAAAAABm0/BRKI3TBC0lg/S220/IMG_3213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-NTa0C62xbSg/TXu4n9ZB8JI/AAAAAAAAFOE/kUzwMxRD5fU/s72-c/photo+%25281%2529.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369943522676200425.post-7361030308675363862</id><published>2011-02-24T08:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T08:07:09.535-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Weighty Matters</title><content type='html'>I haven't updated about my weight goals in a couple of weeks, although if you are on Facebook you are probably tired of hearing about them... &amp;nbsp;I actually have really appreciated all the support from my friends and family both on Facebook and &lt;a href="http://www.loseit.com/"&gt;LoseIt&lt;/a&gt;. &amp;nbsp;It has made a huge difference and is really keeping me motivated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mjI6LP_jH4U/TWZiapo4B8I/AAAAAAAAFLc/m_Vh4FbAgQw/s1600/weight+2-23.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="215" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mjI6LP_jH4U/TWZiapo4B8I/AAAAAAAAFLc/m_Vh4FbAgQw/s320/weight+2-23.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;This is the other thing that is keeping me motivated. &amp;nbsp;It's working!!! &amp;nbsp;As of today, I have lost 12 pounds! &amp;nbsp;I'm nearly to my goal weight! &amp;nbsp;I can even zip up my favorite jeans, although since my baby belly isn't completely gone, they still aren't quite right, but that is just a matter of time. &amp;nbsp;I've learned a lot over these last 4 weeks. &amp;nbsp;Especially about how easy it is to eat Way Too Much without realizing how many calories you've eaten. &amp;nbsp;I realized that I have been doing a ton of mindless. boredom eating. &amp;nbsp;I've also found ways to make better food choices to get the best nutrient bang for my caloric buck. &amp;nbsp;I really think that I'm getting a lot more out of this journey than just jeans that fit, and I'm really glad I'm doing it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3369943522676200425-7361030308675363862?l=txdeshazers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/feeds/7361030308675363862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3369943522676200425&amp;postID=7361030308675363862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/7361030308675363862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/7361030308675363862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/2011/02/weighty-matters.html' title='Weighty Matters'/><author><name>KID, MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16317731987862366557</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/_9SV8cile7n8/SjY9oOpAYSI/AAAAAAAABm0/BRKI3TBC0lg/S220/IMG_3213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mjI6LP_jH4U/TWZiapo4B8I/AAAAAAAAFLc/m_Vh4FbAgQw/s72-c/weight+2-23.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369943522676200425.post-8193979584574569408</id><published>2011-02-13T19:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T19:54:49.837-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentine's Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1Q75I7qel9Q/TViLN3fGf5I/AAAAAAAAFJo/gzbQcChEa0U/s1600/IMG_8306.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1Q75I7qel9Q/TViLN3fGf5I/AAAAAAAAFJo/gzbQcChEa0U/s320/IMG_8306.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Myra's been waiting all week to wear her Valentine's Day dress. &amp;nbsp;Isn't she cute?! &amp;nbsp;We hope you have a happy, snuggly and cute Valentine's Day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3369943522676200425-8193979584574569408?l=txdeshazers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/feeds/8193979584574569408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3369943522676200425&amp;postID=8193979584574569408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/8193979584574569408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/8193979584574569408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/2011/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='Happy Valentine&apos;s Day!'/><author><name>KID, MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16317731987862366557</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/_9SV8cile7n8/SjY9oOpAYSI/AAAAAAAABm0/BRKI3TBC0lg/S220/IMG_3213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1Q75I7qel9Q/TViLN3fGf5I/AAAAAAAAFJo/gzbQcChEa0U/s72-c/IMG_8306.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369943522676200425.post-4903279158291274934</id><published>2011-02-09T17:01:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T17:01:03.050-06:00</updated><title type='text'>An impromptu formal dance.</title><content type='html'>While we've been busy painting and flooring to get ready to sell the house, I've been a bit homeless during the day. &amp;nbsp;There isn't a whole lot to do in Temple with three kids, and while we did take a trips to Waco and Austin, we still had a lot of time on our hands. &amp;nbsp;Several of our friends were kind enough to adopt us and let us hang out with them for the afternoon. &amp;nbsp;The kids thought this was the coolest thing ever. &amp;nbsp;They got to hang out with their friends and play with a new set of toys. &amp;nbsp;It was a bit of a hassle being out of pocket, but I enjoyed hanging out with friends as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5211/5421418611_d29ffd898a_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5211/5421418611_d29ffd898a_b.jpg" width="269" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here the kids are playing dress up and having a little dance. &amp;nbsp;The picture isn't very good, but here they are on video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/lJi5D2lYf-o?fs=1" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were so cute!! &amp;nbsp;And a big thanks to everyone who let us disrupt their homes!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3369943522676200425-4903279158291274934?l=txdeshazers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/feeds/4903279158291274934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3369943522676200425&amp;postID=4903279158291274934' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/4903279158291274934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/4903279158291274934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/2011/02/impromptu-formal-dance.html' title='An impromptu formal dance.'/><author><name>KID, MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16317731987862366557</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/_9SV8cile7n8/SjY9oOpAYSI/AAAAAAAABm0/BRKI3TBC0lg/S220/IMG_3213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5211/5421418611_d29ffd898a_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369943522676200425.post-2549057145657570573</id><published>2011-02-08T12:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T12:16:08.650-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ponytails!</title><content type='html'>Those of you who see Myra every day will be shocked to see that I am actually capable of putting up her hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5098/5422014412_7a5953840e_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5098/5422014412_7a5953840e_b.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Isn't she cute?? &amp;nbsp;They even lasted all the way through church before she pulled them out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3369943522676200425-2549057145657570573?l=txdeshazers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/feeds/2549057145657570573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3369943522676200425&amp;postID=2549057145657570573' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/2549057145657570573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/2549057145657570573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/2011/02/ponytails.html' title='Ponytails!'/><author><name>KID, MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16317731987862366557</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/_9SV8cile7n8/SjY9oOpAYSI/AAAAAAAABm0/BRKI3TBC0lg/S220/IMG_3213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5098/5422014412_7a5953840e_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369943522676200425.post-7534392003576040642</id><published>2011-02-07T16:37:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T16:37:00.088-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Catchup</title><content type='html'>So, obviously Christmas has come and gone without any bloggy notice. &amp;nbsp;Needless to say, with a newborn around, we were a little busy. &amp;nbsp;We had a lovely time anyway, and it was great to have family around! &amp;nbsp;This was the first year that we weren't able to get the whole clan together, but we did manage to have all the Deshazers here, which was great. &amp;nbsp;Not too many pictures were taken, but here are a few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TU8jrVcZ35I/AAAAAAAAFHs/PM0hVs9aUts/s1600/IMG_8090.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TU8jrVcZ35I/AAAAAAAAFHs/PM0hVs9aUts/s320/IMG_8090.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The tree, with presents in various places.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TU8jvjZ4E9I/AAAAAAAAFHw/r76A77EIf-Y/s1600/IMG_8091.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TU8jvjZ4E9I/AAAAAAAAFHw/r76A77EIf-Y/s320/IMG_8091.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;We put most of the gifts up high out of reach. &amp;nbsp;It started out as a kid avoidance measure, but we thought it looked pretty cool as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TU8jmZjYKcI/AAAAAAAAFHo/Y1KYSHr4B_I/s1600/IMG_8120.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TU8jmZjYKcI/AAAAAAAAFHo/Y1KYSHr4B_I/s320/IMG_8120.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Logan enjoys the scooter Oma and Pappy got him. &amp;nbsp;Seriously, he loves this thing! &amp;nbsp;He rides it around the house chanting, "I can do it myself!" &amp;nbsp;So cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TU8j1LB1GjI/AAAAAAAAFH0/vCI7bZMdSUw/s1600/IMG_8097.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TU8j1LB1GjI/AAAAAAAAFH0/vCI7bZMdSUw/s320/IMG_8097.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;The stockings are discovered...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TU8j5-EDeKI/AAAAAAAAFH4/ibAmxlonvLw/s1600/IMG_8101.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TU8j5-EDeKI/AAAAAAAAFH4/ibAmxlonvLw/s320/IMG_8101.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Myra plays with her new princess castle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TU8j-vF7eeI/AAAAAAAAFH8/DhJoeeT7Mc0/s1600/IMG_8103.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TU8j-vF7eeI/AAAAAAAAFH8/DhJoeeT7Mc0/s320/IMG_8103.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Can you see Logan back there? &amp;nbsp;A big Mack and Lighning McQueen kept him busy for quite a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TU8kEVcUCYI/AAAAAAAAFIA/wl_STb0O9IU/s1600/IMG_8107.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TU8kEVcUCYI/AAAAAAAAFIA/wl_STb0O9IU/s320/IMG_8107.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;This cool puzzle took two grownups with Engineering Degrees to put together, but it was totally worth it! &amp;nbsp;Can you see how giant it is? &amp;nbsp;Logan loves it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TU8kJIe7leI/AAAAAAAAFIE/PxLAQspQXgI/s1600/IMG_8109.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TU8kJIe7leI/AAAAAAAAFIE/PxLAQspQXgI/s320/IMG_8109.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Logan and Alan bonded over the color changing cars. &amp;nbsp;This made a huge mess on the floor (the cars change color with hot or cold water) and is now a bath toy much beloved of both kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5294/5422019520_d2065650f1_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5294/5422019520_d2065650f1_b.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The addition to the train set was also a hit. &amp;nbsp;Logan and Alan are buddies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TU8kOLIfr0I/AAAAAAAAFII/o3VqTFzKKCA/s1600/IMG_8114.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TU8kOLIfr0I/AAAAAAAAFII/o3VqTFzKKCA/s320/IMG_8114.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Logan asks to make houses often still. &amp;nbsp;Total highlight of the fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TU8kTCGAYlI/AAAAAAAAFIM/Fg-ab9Gr2mA/s1600/IMG_8116.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TU8kTCGAYlI/AAAAAAAAFIM/Fg-ab9Gr2mA/s320/IMG_8116.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Mitch got all&amp;nbsp;architectural.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TU8kZJ5oKvI/AAAAAAAAFIQ/dlEmHPcYF44/s1600/IMG_8117.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TU8kZJ5oKvI/AAAAAAAAFIQ/dlEmHPcYF44/s320/IMG_8117.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The finished products.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3369943522676200425-7534392003576040642?l=txdeshazers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/feeds/7534392003576040642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3369943522676200425&amp;postID=7534392003576040642' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/7534392003576040642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/7534392003576040642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/2011/02/christmas-catchup.html' title='Christmas Catchup'/><author><name>KID, MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16317731987862366557</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/_9SV8cile7n8/SjY9oOpAYSI/AAAAAAAABm0/BRKI3TBC0lg/S220/IMG_3213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TU8jrVcZ35I/AAAAAAAAFHs/PM0hVs9aUts/s72-c/IMG_8090.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369943522676200425.post-2288300454037133509</id><published>2011-02-06T08:24:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T17:14:02.885-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Checking in</title><content type='html'>I've been such a slacker blogger. &amp;nbsp;I know you all are more interested in pictures of the cute kids, so there will be more of that soon. &amp;nbsp;First, I promised some weight loss updates. &amp;nbsp;Hopefully this will help keep me on track.&lt;br /&gt;The plain facts -- I have lost 6 pounds in 2 weeks, although the first weight was on a different scale, so I can absolutely claim the latter 3.5 pounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TU6sjDry3SI/AAAAAAAAFHg/1iXDx0TKzqU/s1600/weight+chart.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="261" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TU6sjDry3SI/AAAAAAAAFHg/1iXDx0TKzqU/s320/weight+chart.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I really like the LoseIt.com program! &amp;nbsp;It's really convenient having it available on the phone, (although it is super easy to update online as well) and I love getting realtime feedback about what I'm eating. &amp;nbsp;It's amazing how easy it is to eat way too much! &amp;nbsp;I think that the biggest benefit of this program is that it helps me to be more aware of what I'm eating. &amp;nbsp;It also does a nutritional analysis, which I think is pretty awesome. &amp;nbsp;After all, just because a food is low in calories, doesn't mean it is actually meeting your needs. &amp;nbsp;In fact, I think it is even more important to be careful of a nutrient balance when following a calorically restricted diet.&lt;br /&gt;It has also been really awesome having friends and family following on LoseIt. &amp;nbsp;I find it motivating that I'm not the only one seeing what I eat. &amp;nbsp;It is also really great having the feedback from them. &amp;nbsp;As you can see from the chart, the slope hasn't always been downward, and it was nice having some encouraging comments, even when the numbers went up a little. &amp;nbsp;I've been weighing daily, just because I like to have a lot of data points to follow a trend. &amp;nbsp;I realize that day to day variability is only to be expected, but it is nice to hear it from others, too.&lt;br /&gt;So, Mitch suggested that I post my favorite picture of me, pre pregnancy, as a reminder of my goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/Sz-3JsVefVI/AAAAAAAADVQ/1qwEif-HcoU/s1600/IMG_5360.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/Sz-3JsVefVI/AAAAAAAADVQ/1qwEif-HcoU/s320/IMG_5360.JPG" width="269" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Mitch took this for my sewing blog. &amp;nbsp;Those are my favorite jeans and right now, I can't even zip them. &amp;nbsp;But I will!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3369943522676200425-2288300454037133509?l=txdeshazers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/feeds/2288300454037133509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3369943522676200425&amp;postID=2288300454037133509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/2288300454037133509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/2288300454037133509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/2011/02/checking-in.html' title='Checking in'/><author><name>KID, MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16317731987862366557</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/_9SV8cile7n8/SjY9oOpAYSI/AAAAAAAABm0/BRKI3TBC0lg/S220/IMG_3213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TU6sjDry3SI/AAAAAAAAFHg/1iXDx0TKzqU/s72-c/weight+chart.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369943522676200425.post-8774060970358071449</id><published>2011-01-27T13:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T13:55:06.472-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Accountability</title><content type='html'>So, I just made a skirt. &amp;nbsp;That in and of itself is no shock to anyone, I am sure. &amp;nbsp;It's a rocking awesome skirt, easily one of the best I've made. &amp;nbsp;My problem is this - it fits, but not the way that my skirts are supposed to fit. &amp;nbsp;I didn't realize the extent of my displeasure until &amp;nbsp;Mitch took my blog pictures. &amp;nbsp;The skirt has a cute flounce in the back, so I wanted a shot of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TUHJVmK5gDI/AAAAAAAAFHQ/mK7bTCZ6-f8/s1600/IMG_8266.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TUHJVmK5gDI/AAAAAAAAFHQ/mK7bTCZ6-f8/s320/IMG_8266.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This isn't even the most unflattering. &amp;nbsp;And I'm sucking in. &amp;nbsp;I know, I had a baby 6 weeks ago, but I don't think that lets me off the hook. &amp;nbsp;Here it is. &amp;nbsp;I need to lose about 10 pounds. &amp;nbsp;It isn't a lot, but it is the difference between an awesome fitting skirt, and one that I can't tuck a shirt into. &amp;nbsp;I've had troubles in the past with getting a little overzealous with my weight loss goals, and lately I've done a lot of eating to keep awake, so I'm posting this as a way to keep myself from going overboard, but also as a way to keep myself on track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the plan. &amp;nbsp;I'm not an exerciser - I don't enjoy it and so I won't make time for it. &amp;nbsp;I am planning to cut down to about 1500 calories per day, which I'm tracking via &lt;a href="http://loseit.com/"&gt;LoseIt.com&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;(and the associated iPhone app). &amp;nbsp;I'll do weekly weigh ins, which I will post here, perhaps on Saturdays. &amp;nbsp;I may even do some measurements, depending on what seems to be motivating me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if you see me falling off the wagon, please call me out!! &amp;nbsp;I promise I won't get offended, and I'll really appreciate the support. &amp;nbsp;Also, if you have a &lt;a href="http://loseit.com/"&gt;LoseIt.com&lt;/a&gt; account, please add me as your friend and we can keep track together!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3369943522676200425-8774060970358071449?l=txdeshazers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/feeds/8774060970358071449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3369943522676200425&amp;postID=8774060970358071449' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/8774060970358071449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/8774060970358071449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/2011/01/accountability.html' title='Accountability'/><author><name>KID, MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16317731987862366557</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/_9SV8cile7n8/SjY9oOpAYSI/AAAAAAAABm0/BRKI3TBC0lg/S220/IMG_3213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TUHJVmK5gDI/AAAAAAAAFHQ/mK7bTCZ6-f8/s72-c/IMG_8266.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369943522676200425.post-2421031316664211798</id><published>2011-01-04T13:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T13:08:46.907-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Smile!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TSNvyibqbQI/AAAAAAAAFEw/0vgrVCQW3bM/s1600/IMG_8178.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TSNvyibqbQI/AAAAAAAAFEw/0vgrVCQW3bM/s320/IMG_8178.JPG" width="281" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;That is one happy little dude!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3369943522676200425-2421031316664211798?l=txdeshazers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/feeds/2421031316664211798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3369943522676200425&amp;postID=2421031316664211798' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/2421031316664211798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/2421031316664211798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/2011/01/smile.html' title='Smile!'/><author><name>KID, MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16317731987862366557</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/_9SV8cile7n8/SjY9oOpAYSI/AAAAAAAABm0/BRKI3TBC0lg/S220/IMG_3213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TSNvyibqbQI/AAAAAAAAFEw/0vgrVCQW3bM/s72-c/IMG_8178.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369943522676200425.post-2855067057961048339</id><published>2010-12-13T04:17:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T04:17:57.713-06:00</updated><title type='text'>He has arrived!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TQXy1t6BPiI/AAAAAAAAFCQ/IEArGKESG0k/s1600/photo-777713.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TQXy1t6BPiI/AAAAAAAAFCQ/IEArGKESG0k/s320/photo-777713.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550109120473939490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Welcome to the world, Duncan Seth Deshazer!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3369943522676200425-2855067057961048339?l=txdeshazers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/feeds/2855067057961048339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3369943522676200425&amp;postID=2855067057961048339' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/2855067057961048339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/2855067057961048339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/2010/12/he-has-arrived.html' title='He has arrived!'/><author><name>KID, MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16317731987862366557</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/_9SV8cile7n8/SjY9oOpAYSI/AAAAAAAABm0/BRKI3TBC0lg/S220/IMG_3213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TQXy1t6BPiI/AAAAAAAAFCQ/IEArGKESG0k/s72-c/photo-777713.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369943522676200425.post-1961506155416962177</id><published>2010-11-20T20:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T20:26:40.311-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Chocolate</title><content type='html'>I've been doing some experimental cooking this last week. &amp;nbsp;Today was chocolate cake. &amp;nbsp;I know, twist my arm... The recipe I tried today was from &lt;a href="http://www.seriouseats.com/recipes/2010/06/one-bowl-gluten-free-chocolate-cake-recipe.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, except that I used brown rice flour in place of the white rice flour, and substituted almond milk for the cow's milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs965.snc4/75821_456033201438_636636438_5517231_7836316_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs965.snc4/75821_456033201438_636636438_5517231_7836316_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Isn't it pretty? &amp;nbsp;We had it for dessert tonight to absolute universal acclaim. &amp;nbsp;Seriously, this is a freaking amazing cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs1198.snc4/155058_456167416438_636636438_5518796_2872296_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs1198.snc4/155058_456167416438_636636438_5518796_2872296_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The kids both really enjoyed it. &amp;nbsp;Myra found some additional uses for it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;embed allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" height="385" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/l94vfA-HyMY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3369943522676200425-1961506155416962177?l=txdeshazers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/SjY9oOpAYSI/AAAAAAAABm0/BRKI3TBC0lg/S220/IMG_3213.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369943522676200425.post-3226608241384466364</id><published>2010-11-14T12:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T12:40:14.119-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ren Fest!!</title><content type='html'>We went to the Renaissance Festival yesterday and had such a blast!! &amp;nbsp;There was so much to see, do and eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TN_oBknpmVI/AAAAAAAAE80/kqAUlgV-n8U/s1600/IMG_7846.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TN_oBknpmVI/AAAAAAAAE80/kqAUlgV-n8U/s320/IMG_7846.JPG" width="299" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here we are all together, before we had a chance to get messy (which we did!!). &amp;nbsp;We're all wearing outfits I made this year. &amp;nbsp;I think that is a first!&lt;br /&gt;We started the fun at the carousel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TN_x8WMNyaI/AAAAAAAAE9I/jkYKGoBXUIE/s1600/IMG_7837+edit.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="244" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TN_x8WMNyaI/AAAAAAAAE9I/jkYKGoBXUIE/s320/IMG_7837+edit.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We met up with some friends, and watched the parade. &amp;nbsp;Myra was entranced with the princesses and fairies all around! &amp;nbsp;One of the princesses even stopped an gave her a flower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TN_yz2jRDTI/AAAAAAAAE9Q/Pu3-7JmIxbI/s1600/IMG_7869.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="313" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TN_yz2jRDTI/AAAAAAAAE9Q/Pu3-7JmIxbI/s320/IMG_7869.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;After that we went to my favorite show - the belly dancers!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TN_zVHeZQMI/AAAAAAAAE9U/H5N084pPQCI/s1600/IMG_7862+edit.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="205" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TN_zVHeZQMI/AAAAAAAAE9U/H5N084pPQCI/s320/IMG_7862+edit.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Then we all went walking in the garden. &amp;nbsp;It's a little less crowded back there, and the kids love to climb on all the sculptures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TN_yVuwjz4I/AAAAAAAAE9M/vjRLozQIqdg/s1600/IMG_7870.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TN_yVuwjz4I/AAAAAAAAE9M/vjRLozQIqdg/s320/IMG_7870.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;After that we went to see the elephant. &amp;nbsp;Logan was a little nervous about it at first, but once he got closer, he couldn't get enough of it! &amp;nbsp;After admiring it for some time, he was ready to ride!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TN_q7e8q2MI/AAAAAAAAE9E/Lw1PDY3a-98/s1600/IMG_7912+edit.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TN_q7e8q2MI/AAAAAAAAE9E/Lw1PDY3a-98/s320/IMG_7912+edit.JPG" width="264" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The other animals were a little tame after that, but the petting zoo was still fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TN_0JI_t8PI/AAAAAAAAE9Y/XN3AlF1GYDI/s1600/IMG_7936.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TN_0JI_t8PI/AAAAAAAAE9Y/XN3AlF1GYDI/s320/IMG_7936.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;After that, we took another cruise through the gardens to do some climbing on dragons,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TOAsKdcEOrI/AAAAAAAAE9c/Ywo6Z3W70C0/s1600/IMG_7878.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TOAsKdcEOrI/AAAAAAAAE9c/Ywo6Z3W70C0/s320/IMG_7878.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;took another spin on the carousel, (Myra had crashed out by this point!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TOAsrVnj2aI/AAAAAAAAE9g/AgIMxFxvfQ0/s1600/IMG_7939.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TOAsrVnj2aI/AAAAAAAAE9g/AgIMxFxvfQ0/s320/IMG_7939.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;and then headed back to Temple. &amp;nbsp;It was a long, fun filled day, and totally worth it, just for this happy face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TOAs8UM3fJI/AAAAAAAAE9k/axd-l3ZRpjw/s1600/IMG_7887+edit.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TOAs8UM3fJI/AAAAAAAAE9k/axd-l3ZRpjw/s320/IMG_7887+edit.JPG" width="305" /&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/3369943522676200425-3226608241384466364?l=txdeshazers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/feeds/3226608241384466364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3369943522676200425&amp;postID=3226608241384466364' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/3226608241384466364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/3226608241384466364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/2010/11/ren-fest.html' title='Ren Fest!!'/><author><name>KID, MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16317731987862366557</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/_9SV8cile7n8/SjY9oOpAYSI/AAAAAAAABm0/BRKI3TBC0lg/S220/IMG_3213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TN_oBknpmVI/AAAAAAAAE80/kqAUlgV-n8U/s72-c/IMG_7846.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369943522676200425.post-7332727760164201051</id><published>2010-11-04T08:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T08:06:43.431-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween!</title><content type='html'>I was a total slacker on Halloween and took approximately no pictures...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TNKuk7IiJqI/AAAAAAAAE7w/64o52OkOPMM/s1600/Halloween!.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="315" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TNKuk7IiJqI/AAAAAAAAE7w/64o52OkOPMM/s320/Halloween!.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Fortunately, one of the talented young couples in our ward took family photos at the Halloween party, so there is some evidence that Halloween happened.&amp;nbsp; The kids looks very concerned in this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TNKvXih-I6I/AAAAAAAAE70/XkiB4Ff5ei4/s1600/IMG_7782.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TNKvXih-I6I/AAAAAAAAE70/XkiB4Ff5ei4/s320/IMG_7782.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/_9SV8cile7n8/TNKvdMc6-ZI/AAAAAAAAE74/YQMKt_uuZl8/s1600/IMG_7784.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TNKvdMc6-ZI/AAAAAAAAE74/YQMKt_uuZl8/s320/IMG_7784.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;But they figured out pretty quickly what it was all about...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now they ask daily for more Halloween.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3369943522676200425-7332727760164201051?l=txdeshazers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/feeds/7332727760164201051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3369943522676200425&amp;postID=7332727760164201051' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/7332727760164201051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/7332727760164201051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/2010/11/halloween.html' title='Halloween!'/><author><name>KID, MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16317731987862366557</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/_9SV8cile7n8/SjY9oOpAYSI/AAAAAAAABm0/BRKI3TBC0lg/S220/IMG_3213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TNKuk7IiJqI/AAAAAAAAE7w/64o52OkOPMM/s72-c/Halloween!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369943522676200425.post-8848723763799360165</id><published>2010-10-23T08:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T08:37:10.208-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing dress up</title><content type='html'>Myra has gotten to the stage in life when she plays dress up. &amp;nbsp;I like to encourage this sort of imaginative play, so she has quite a collection of dress up dresses, shoes, scarves and other accessories. &amp;nbsp;I even knitted her a crown...&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TMLkdX8CwDI/AAAAAAAAE6I/G4S30JW0Xsk/s1600/IMG_7742.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TMLkdX8CwDI/AAAAAAAAE6I/G4S30JW0Xsk/s320/IMG_7742.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cute, eh? &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, with all of these choices, what does she dress up in?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TMLk1terPDI/AAAAAAAAE6M/fk6K-QAyZ68/s1600/IMG_7748.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TMLk1terPDI/AAAAAAAAE6M/fk6K-QAyZ68/s320/IMG_7748.JPG" width="295" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My favorite apron. &amp;nbsp;At least she's cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3369943522676200425-8848723763799360165?l=txdeshazers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/feeds/8848723763799360165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3369943522676200425&amp;postID=8848723763799360165' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/8848723763799360165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/8848723763799360165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/2010/10/playing-dress-up.html' title='Playing dress up'/><author><name>KID, MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16317731987862366557</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/_9SV8cile7n8/SjY9oOpAYSI/AAAAAAAABm0/BRKI3TBC0lg/S220/IMG_3213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TMLkdX8CwDI/AAAAAAAAE6I/G4S30JW0Xsk/s72-c/IMG_7742.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369943522676200425.post-3590384753989766188</id><published>2010-10-13T20:59:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T18:03:23.745-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Trains!</title><content type='html'>Logan has developed a great love for trains lately. &amp;nbsp;Building a big long track is a daily morning time ritual, then the rest of the day is spent running his trains along his constructions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is one of his more impressive tracks. &amp;nbsp;It spans part of his room, the hallway and comes into the living room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SqeM-hdCtTY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SqeM-hdCtTY?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" width="480" height="295" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3369943522676200425-3590384753989766188?l=txdeshazers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/feeds/3590384753989766188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3369943522676200425&amp;postID=3590384753989766188' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/3590384753989766188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/3590384753989766188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/2010/10/logan-has-developed-great-love-for.html' title='Trains!'/><author><name>KID, MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16317731987862366557</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/_9SV8cile7n8/SjY9oOpAYSI/AAAAAAAABm0/BRKI3TBC0lg/S220/IMG_3213.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369943522676200425.post-7187535408328872924</id><published>2010-10-03T19:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T19:21:26.634-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Once upon a dream</title><content type='html'>Myra's very favorite princess is Aurora from Sleeping Beauty. &amp;nbsp;As follows, this is her favorite song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="295" style="background-image: url(http://i1.ytimg.com/vi/PUbQd8NDhAo/hqdefault.jpg);" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PUbQd8NDhAo?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PUbQd8NDhAo?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" width="480" height="295" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She isn't wearing anything for the protection of her wardrobe.  It was dinnertime and she is an unbelievably messy eater.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3369943522676200425-7187535408328872924?l=txdeshazers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/feeds/7187535408328872924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3369943522676200425&amp;postID=7187535408328872924' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/7187535408328872924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/7187535408328872924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/2010/10/once-upon-dream.html' title='Once upon a dream'/><author><name>KID, MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16317731987862366557</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/_9SV8cile7n8/SjY9oOpAYSI/AAAAAAAABm0/BRKI3TBC0lg/S220/IMG_3213.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369943522676200425.post-2564968957624673434</id><published>2010-10-01T08:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T08:29:27.573-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My monkey</title><content type='html'>My mom made Logan some new monkey jammies, which was a very good thing, since the last pair I made him were seriously too small. &amp;nbsp;I attempted to get some cute pictures of him wearing his adorable new jammies. &amp;nbsp;This was the only pose I could coax him in to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TKXiFuECMrI/AAAAAAAAE30/JNK03P1ze_I/s1600/IMG_7651.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TKXiFuECMrI/AAAAAAAAE30/JNK03P1ze_I/s320/IMG_7651.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is so his Uncle Dan's fault!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3369943522676200425-2564968957624673434?l=txdeshazers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/feeds/2564968957624673434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3369943522676200425&amp;postID=2564968957624673434' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/2564968957624673434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/2564968957624673434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/2010/10/my-monkey.html' title='My monkey'/><author><name>KID, MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16317731987862366557</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/_9SV8cile7n8/SjY9oOpAYSI/AAAAAAAABm0/BRKI3TBC0lg/S220/IMG_3213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TKXiFuECMrI/AAAAAAAAE30/JNK03P1ze_I/s72-c/IMG_7651.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369943522676200425.post-2360819795986413499</id><published>2010-09-18T09:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T09:24:17.575-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Singing Along</title><content type='html'>Our most recent movie&amp;nbsp;acquisition&amp;nbsp;has been Beauty and the Beast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object height="295" style="background-image: url(http://i1.ytimg.com/vi/4e0uLiQSpmk/hqdefault.jpg);" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4e0uLiQSpmk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4e0uLiQSpmk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" width="480" height="295" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can see that Myra has wasted no time learning the songs...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3369943522676200425-2360819795986413499?l=txdeshazers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/feeds/2360819795986413499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3369943522676200425&amp;postID=2360819795986413499' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/2360819795986413499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/2360819795986413499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/2010/09/singing-along.html' title='Singing Along'/><author><name>KID, MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16317731987862366557</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/_9SV8cile7n8/SjY9oOpAYSI/AAAAAAAABm0/BRKI3TBC0lg/S220/IMG_3213.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369943522676200425.post-5422252664417623037</id><published>2010-09-14T12:27:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T12:27:20.874-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a....</title><content type='html'>BOY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs632.snc4/59249_427163151438_636636438_5039833_6462414_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs632.snc4/59249_427163151438_636636438_5039833_6462414_n.jpg" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Isn't he cute?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3369943522676200425-5422252664417623037?l=txdeshazers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/feeds/5422252664417623037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3369943522676200425&amp;postID=5422252664417623037' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/5422252664417623037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/5422252664417623037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/2010/09/its.html' title='It&apos;s a....'/><author><name>KID, MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16317731987862366557</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/_9SV8cile7n8/SjY9oOpAYSI/AAAAAAAABm0/BRKI3TBC0lg/S220/IMG_3213.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369943522676200425.post-5550543207819293556</id><published>2010-09-07T11:40:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T13:03:26.512-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Logan is 4!</title><content type='html'>I don't know why it has taken me so long to sit down and write this post, but there it is. &amp;nbsp;My big 4 year old started Preschool today, so I am home with a less rowdy house, thinking about my sweet boy-o and hoping that he has stopped screaming and let himself have fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logan turned 4 last week! &amp;nbsp;The fun started with a package from his Grandma and Grandpa. &amp;nbsp;Logan LOVES packages, even when they are not for him, and this one was not only for him, but was enormous!! &amp;nbsp;Seriously, if you want to make Logan's day, send him a package. &amp;nbsp;It doesn't even have to have anything in it - he just wants to cut it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TIZPn72Dp5I/AAAAAAAAExA/AsLMbXeXnss/s1600/iPhone+025.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TIZPn72Dp5I/AAAAAAAAExA/AsLMbXeXnss/s320/iPhone+025.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Cutting open the box is his favorite part. &amp;nbsp;Check out that intense concentration!&lt;br /&gt;After the box, Mitch and I blew up balloons for his party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TIZQCMuMC0I/AAAAAAAAExI/vAYHvIp_ptk/s1600/8_30_Mitch_iphone_pics_n_movies+022.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TIZQCMuMC0I/AAAAAAAAExI/vAYHvIp_ptk/s320/8_30_Mitch_iphone_pics_n_movies+022.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My funny little boy had to collect them all on the couch...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TIZQYtHR26I/AAAAAAAAExQ/oACNelir6-w/s1600/iPhone+030.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TIZQYtHR26I/AAAAAAAAExQ/oACNelir6-w/s320/iPhone+030.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;then hide them all behind the rocking chair in his room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We kept the festivities pretty low-key, as Logan doesn't like crowds of people very well. &amp;nbsp;I think he gets that from his mommy... &amp;nbsp;We had a few friends over for BBQ, and Oma and Pappy were able to come, which made Logan's day! &amp;nbsp;The kids all loved the pinata! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eR0qz0cCoZc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eR0qz0cCoZc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TIZQ5GFRf1I/AAAAAAAAExg/x8EXQO8WyyM/s1600/8_30_Mitch_iphone_pics_n_movies+028.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TIZQ5GFRf1I/AAAAAAAAExg/x8EXQO8WyyM/s320/8_30_Mitch_iphone_pics_n_movies+028.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here they are enjoying the spoils.&lt;br /&gt;Then we opened presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TIZQsL0R1GI/AAAAAAAAExY/vNKWhXy5440/s1600/8_30_Mitch_iphone_pics_n_movies+038.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TIZQsL0R1GI/AAAAAAAAExY/vNKWhXy5440/s320/8_30_Mitch_iphone_pics_n_movies+038.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;That was Logan's favorite part! &amp;nbsp;After presents, we all had cake and ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TIZRCedOs5I/AAAAAAAAExo/wHX71kNBHTo/s1600/8_30_Mitch_iphone_pics_n_movies+040.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TIZRCedOs5I/AAAAAAAAExo/wHX71kNBHTo/s320/8_30_Mitch_iphone_pics_n_movies+040.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Yes, Logan chose the same cake he had &lt;a href="http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-birthday-to-logan.html"&gt;last year&lt;/a&gt;, although he did elect to go with the blue border this year rather than the red. &amp;nbsp;A bit of a surprise from my somewhat resistant to change boy. &amp;nbsp;We spent a lot of time putting Lighting McQueen and Mater back on the cake...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TIZRHOWLfDI/AAAAAAAAExw/vjl3W3LQr7I/s1600/20100828_0408.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TIZRHOWLfDI/AAAAAAAAExw/vjl3W3LQr7I/s320/20100828_0408.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Myra (and the floor) enjoyed the cake, too.&lt;br /&gt;After all the cake was cleaned up, Logan broke out his new train sets and all the kids got together and played. &amp;nbsp;We didn't get any pictures of that, which is too bad. &amp;nbsp;They were so sweet!&lt;br /&gt;We were so happy to celebrate out sweet guy and to have friends and family there to help us! &amp;nbsp;Thanks so much to all those who were able to come and enjoy this special day with us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3369943522676200425-5550543207819293556?l=txdeshazers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/feeds/5550543207819293556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3369943522676200425&amp;postID=5550543207819293556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/5550543207819293556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/5550543207819293556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/2010/09/logan-is-4.html' title='Logan is 4!'/><author><name>KID, MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16317731987862366557</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/_9SV8cile7n8/SjY9oOpAYSI/AAAAAAAABm0/BRKI3TBC0lg/S220/IMG_3213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TIZPn72Dp5I/AAAAAAAAExA/AsLMbXeXnss/s72-c/iPhone+025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369943522676200425.post-1090174067468046846</id><published>2010-09-06T11:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T11:35:20.875-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Silly</title><content type='html'>I'll get around to posting about Logan's awesome birthday soon. 'Til then, here are the cuties being silly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fQiwykuNYig?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fQiwykuNYig?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3369943522676200425-1090174067468046846?l=txdeshazers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/feeds/1090174067468046846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3369943522676200425&amp;postID=1090174067468046846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/1090174067468046846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/1090174067468046846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/2010/09/silly.html' title='Silly'/><author><name>KID, MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16317731987862366557</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/_9SV8cile7n8/SjY9oOpAYSI/AAAAAAAABm0/BRKI3TBC0lg/S220/IMG_3213.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369943522676200425.post-8786138816414835341</id><published>2010-08-20T06:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T06:27:00.908-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More presents!!</title><content type='html'>I love the age of online/mail order shopping, since it means we get to spin out our birthday's even longer. &amp;nbsp;Both Mitch and Myra have been enjoying a near daily trickle of more presents!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TG5kXXCRgII/AAAAAAAAEvM/-UCBbKCa45s/s1600/20100816_0338.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TG5kXXCRgII/AAAAAAAAEvM/-UCBbKCa45s/s320/20100816_0338.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Myra is in princess heaven in her new princess pool. &amp;nbsp;It was high noon when the package came and WAAAAY too hot to go outside, even with water so we blew it up in the living room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TG5kmXyP4EI/AAAAAAAAEvU/BO6ZYh41BAE/s1600/20100816_0344.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TG5kmXyP4EI/AAAAAAAAEvU/BO6ZYh41BAE/s320/20100816_0344.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It works great with water as well. &amp;nbsp;Yum! Dirty sprinkler water!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TG5krQ3F5XI/AAAAAAAAEvc/NxOHLye_JAE/s1600/20100817_0363.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TG5krQ3F5XI/AAAAAAAAEvc/NxOHLye_JAE/s320/20100817_0363.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Oma also sent this sweet dress that she made. &amp;nbsp;You can't really tell from the picture, but there is fine silver glitter all over the fabric. &amp;nbsp;Myra loves it! &amp;nbsp;She keeps asking for her 'parkley dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs419.snc4/46199_417988921438_636636438_4834106_1871660_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs419.snc4/46199_417988921438_636636438_4834106_1871660_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;But what is a new dress without new shoes? &amp;nbsp;Every little Texan needs some boots. &amp;nbsp;Myra's are pink, of course. &amp;nbsp;She adores them and has been wearing them everywhere, matching or not. &amp;nbsp;It's a good thing 90% of her wardrobe is pink. &amp;nbsp;Yesterday we had a true Texas moment, as we took her to the Walmart wearing a dirty white "wifebeater" style tank top, shorts and naturally, her boots. &amp;nbsp;I was hoping for a spot on &lt;a href="http://www.peopleofwalmart.com/"&gt;People of Walmart&lt;/a&gt;, but she even does white trash with style, and everyone thought she was adorable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3369943522676200425-8786138816414835341?l=txdeshazers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/feeds/8786138816414835341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3369943522676200425&amp;postID=8786138816414835341' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/8786138816414835341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/8786138816414835341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/2010/08/more-presents.html' title='More presents!!'/><author><name>KID, MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16317731987862366557</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/_9SV8cile7n8/SjY9oOpAYSI/AAAAAAAABm0/BRKI3TBC0lg/S220/IMG_3213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TG5kXXCRgII/AAAAAAAAEvM/-UCBbKCa45s/s72-c/20100816_0338.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369943522676200425.post-1692169363649985478</id><published>2010-08-17T09:17:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T15:33:02.499-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday</title><content type='html'>So Aug 14th was my birthday, and an active one at that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those of you who know me, or have read of my running escapades in the past, might have predicted that I would go for a little jog on my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you'd be right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q30pE7jGQZQ/TGqaY9Sta8I/AAAAAAAAALc/2QxnQlmNkJA/s1600/14+mile+birthday+run.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q30pE7jGQZQ/TGqaY9Sta8I/AAAAAAAAALc/2QxnQlmNkJA/s320/14+mile+birthday+run.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506383247974427586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Birthday Loop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The above is a combination of two loops I have run many times in the past, with a little dogleg here noted at miles 6 or so to stop for a water refill at Lion's Park.  It ends up being 13.75 miles, or more than a 1/2 marathon, for those counting.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of note, as of today (Aug 19th), I've put in 53.7 miles since Saturday.  Other than the day of the boards (and Sunday, as I never run on Sunday) that's not bad mileage.  And I still have a few days left to run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In more important news, I did have a blast on my birthday.  Pictures are on the previous post, I will not reproduce them here.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of good stuff for the birthday.  As previously noted, I am fascinated by anything &lt;a href="http://www.livestrong.org/"&gt;Lance&lt;/a&gt;, even now that he's become more Hollywood than Texan.  The cycling game looks good, and if I ever figure out how to put the pictures on the electronic frame it will be fantastic.  Just not enough physical space for all of the wonderful pictures we have.  My folks got me a "&lt;a href="http://www.gadsdenandculpeper.com/black-classic-gadsden.html"&gt;Don't Tread On Me&lt;/a&gt;" tshirt, and yesterday a &lt;a href="http://www.amphipod.com/8400/8400.html"&gt;running belt&lt;/a&gt; came, which has been tested and approved. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt some leeway in doing just what I wanted to do, which unfortunately included studying for my boards. Nasty stuff, that, but if I pass (and I think I probably did) I don't have to take it again for at least 10 years and maybe not ever.  I hate standardized tests.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3369943522676200425-1692169363649985478?l=txdeshazers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/feeds/1692169363649985478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3369943522676200425&amp;postID=1692169363649985478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/1692169363649985478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/1692169363649985478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/2010/08/birthday.html' title='Birthday'/><author><name>Grouch, MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10223794580842414136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q30pE7jGQZQ/TGqaY9Sta8I/AAAAAAAAALc/2QxnQlmNkJA/s72-c/14+mile+birthday+run.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369943522676200425.post-5128079057629361689</id><published>2010-08-15T13:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T13:35:48.373-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mitch</title><content type='html'>On to our next birthday in the August lineup... &amp;nbsp;Mitch celebrated another year yesterday! &amp;nbsp;And I learned my lesson about too many cameras, so photo organization was much easier this time. &amp;nbsp;Besides, grownup birthdays aren't as photogenic as kid birthdays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Mitch still had a good day. &amp;nbsp;He got a chance to run in the morning, did some studying (His boards are tomorrow, so wish him luck!) and we celebrated with chocolate fudge cake and ice cream, as well as some of his favorite foods for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Then it was time for presents!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TGgycBOcylI/AAAAAAAAEt0/hM4ub9121I0/s1600/IMG_7417.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TGgycBOcylI/AAAAAAAAEt0/hM4ub9121I0/s320/IMG_7417.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Logan helped, of course. &amp;nbsp;Mitch was excited about his digital frame and iTunes gift cards!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TGgyriIPYEI/AAAAAAAAEt8/WufEnd6OmIs/s1600/IMG_7420.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TGgyriIPYEI/AAAAAAAAEt8/WufEnd6OmIs/s320/IMG_7420.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Then it was time to open presents from my parents. &amp;nbsp;Logan started tearing in, and I mentioned that these were for Daddy from Pappy and Oma. &amp;nbsp;Logan immediately stopped opening the package and said, "No!" &amp;nbsp;We were so confused! &amp;nbsp;Did he want Mitch to open them? &amp;nbsp;No, not that... &amp;nbsp;What was wrong? &amp;nbsp;Eventually Logan told us, "I am waiting for Oma and Pappy!" &amp;nbsp;Awwww!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TGgzFtUPg6I/AAAAAAAAEuM/UR74A4w5nNc/s1600/IMG_7423.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TGgzFtUPg6I/AAAAAAAAEuM/UR74A4w5nNc/s320/IMG_7423.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Eventually we talked him into it, but Myra had to open one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TGgywkLjVYI/AAAAAAAAEuE/ec7BQk0V94I/s1600/IMG_7425.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TGgywkLjVYI/AAAAAAAAEuE/ec7BQk0V94I/s320/IMG_7425.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Mitch immediately set to reading his new book about Lance, and Logan closely examined the new game. &amp;nbsp;It looks like fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3369943522676200425-5128079057629361689?l=txdeshazers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/feeds/5128079057629361689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3369943522676200425&amp;postID=5128079057629361689' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/5128079057629361689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/5128079057629361689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/2010/08/mitch.html' title='Mitch'/><author><name>KID, MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16317731987862366557</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/_9SV8cile7n8/SjY9oOpAYSI/AAAAAAAABm0/BRKI3TBC0lg/S220/IMG_3213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TGgycBOcylI/AAAAAAAAEt0/hM4ub9121I0/s72-c/IMG_7417.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369943522676200425.post-5038708166173260460</id><published>2010-08-14T12:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T12:51:14.113-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Myra!</title><content type='html'>It's taken me a while to organize all of the pictures and video for this post. &amp;nbsp;Getting together two iPhones and a camera...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Tuesday, our little princess turned 2! &amp;nbsp;It's hard to believe so much time has gone by. &amp;nbsp;She's grown so much in the last 2 years, and has&amp;nbsp;definitely&amp;nbsp;developed into her own person, with her own very decided opinions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had a great birthday, with as much pink as a little girl could wish for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TGbVSYwHXtI/AAAAAAAAEsk/tZOWLsYtFno/s1600/20100810_0269.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TGbVSYwHXtI/AAAAAAAAEsk/tZOWLsYtFno/s320/20100810_0269.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;She's really not sure what to do with this pile of pink princess presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TGbVZNlqySI/AAAAAAAAEss/-FjDe86Up4w/s1600/20100810_0270.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TGbVZNlqySI/AAAAAAAAEss/-FjDe86Up4w/s320/20100810_0270.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Logan was a good big brother and showed her the ropes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TGbVfFZHCxI/AAAAAAAAEs0/41SpPLXklQE/s1600/20100810_0278.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TGbVfFZHCxI/AAAAAAAAEs0/41SpPLXklQE/s320/20100810_0278.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Then she supervised while he opened the rest of the pile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TGbVlgZnvAI/AAAAAAAAEs8/6gBpRFygIBs/s1600/20100810_0283.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TGbVlgZnvAI/AAAAAAAAEs8/6gBpRFygIBs/s320/20100810_0283.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;She played princesses with Daddy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TGbWCle53-I/AAAAAAAAEtk/a_XgxNg26hA/s1600/20100810_0274.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TGbWCle53-I/AAAAAAAAEtk/a_XgxNg26hA/s320/20100810_0274.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;rode her new bike,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TGbVrwrJ9aI/AAAAAAAAEtE/BED7MglJwCg/s1600/20100810_0293.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TGbVrwrJ9aI/AAAAAAAAEtE/BED7MglJwCg/s320/20100810_0293.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;and fed baby her cereal, while dressed as Princess Aurora.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TGbVw5TG6uI/AAAAAAAAEtM/CWMDYiTN3_E/s1600/20100810_0299.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TGbVw5TG6uI/AAAAAAAAEtM/CWMDYiTN3_E/s320/20100810_0299.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;After all the princesses had been put to bed,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TGbV2RKm8FI/AAAAAAAAEtU/jAh7cxONxXI/s1600/20100810_0303.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TGbV2RKm8FI/AAAAAAAAEtU/jAh7cxONxXI/s320/20100810_0303.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;it was time for cake and pink ice cream!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TGbV8YKc3rI/AAAAAAAAEtc/Am-FfI5EyU8/s1600/20100810_0319.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TGbV8YKc3rI/AAAAAAAAEtc/Am-FfI5EyU8/s320/20100810_0319.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;How did she get so much green out of a pink cake?? (And how freaking adorable is that pose for the camera???)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TGbWH8ms-TI/AAAAAAAAEts/x8DMvM3mO-E/s1600/20100810_0321.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TGbWH8ms-TI/AAAAAAAAEts/x8DMvM3mO-E/s320/20100810_0321.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;After significant cleanup and jammies, she insisted that she wear her "pretty dress" over her PJs while we got ready for bed.&lt;br /&gt;I'd love to say she slept well, but I think all the excitement (not to mention the cake and ice cream) had both kids pretty wound up. &amp;nbsp;It was a super fun day, and we were all glad to be able to celebrate our little princess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3369943522676200425-5038708166173260460?l=txdeshazers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/feeds/5038708166173260460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3369943522676200425&amp;postID=5038708166173260460' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/5038708166173260460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/5038708166173260460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/2010/08/happy-birthday-myra.html' title='Happy Birthday, Myra!'/><author><name>KID, MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16317731987862366557</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/_9SV8cile7n8/SjY9oOpAYSI/AAAAAAAABm0/BRKI3TBC0lg/S220/IMG_3213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TGbVSYwHXtI/AAAAAAAAEsk/tZOWLsYtFno/s72-c/20100810_0269.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369943522676200425.post-6242261796889440014</id><published>2010-08-10T11:38:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T11:38:40.811-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Princesses</title><content type='html'>Today is Myra's second birthday, about which there will be more posting to come. &amp;nbsp;That means she gets to do whatever she wants today. &amp;nbsp;This morning, she wanted to watch Sleeping Beauty (not an uncommon request), while sitting in her wagon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TGF_95xKdQI/AAAAAAAAErU/JQvPOrVkYno/s1600/iPhone+021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TGF_95xKdQI/AAAAAAAAErU/JQvPOrVkYno/s320/iPhone+021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Logan joined the party, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TGGACbX-bXI/AAAAAAAAErc/Y0oTtVBUrOI/s1600/iPhone+022.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TGGACbX-bXI/AAAAAAAAErc/Y0oTtVBUrOI/s320/iPhone+022.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And, as you can see, Prince Philip, Aurora, Maleficent and the good fairies weren't far away. &amp;nbsp;I guess Myra thought they should watch their own movie...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3369943522676200425-6242261796889440014?l=txdeshazers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/feeds/6242261796889440014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3369943522676200425&amp;postID=6242261796889440014' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/6242261796889440014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/6242261796889440014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/2010/08/princesses.html' title='Princesses'/><author><name>KID, MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16317731987862366557</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/_9SV8cile7n8/SjY9oOpAYSI/AAAAAAAABm0/BRKI3TBC0lg/S220/IMG_3213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TGF_95xKdQI/AAAAAAAAErU/JQvPOrVkYno/s72-c/iPhone+021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369943522676200425.post-1337560262144335442</id><published>2010-07-27T12:02:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T17:05:03.318-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Faces</title><content type='html'>When you ask Logan to smile for a picture, you're never really sure what you'll get...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TE8P3jx6baI/AAAAAAAAEnk/tCdYlYGGKto/s1600/20100722_0189.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TE8P3jx6baI/AAAAAAAAEnk/tCdYlYGGKto/s320/20100722_0189.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;sometimes this,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TE8P6Ude_FI/AAAAAAAAEns/aNp4Ec3j75I/s1600/20100722_0192.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TE8P6Ude_FI/AAAAAAAAEns/aNp4Ec3j75I/s320/20100722_0192.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;or this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TE8P8xmW7gI/AAAAAAAAEn0/OZzPpWdsDds/s1600/20100722_0190.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TE8P8xmW7gI/AAAAAAAAEn0/OZzPpWdsDds/s320/20100722_0190.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Occasionally we get a big cheesy grin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rhg-cF3FayI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rhg-cF3FayI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But he pretty much always does his own thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3369943522676200425-1337560262144335442?l=txdeshazers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/feeds/1337560262144335442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3369943522676200425&amp;postID=1337560262144335442' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/1337560262144335442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/1337560262144335442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/2010/07/faces.html' title='Faces'/><author><name>KID, MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16317731987862366557</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/_9SV8cile7n8/SjY9oOpAYSI/AAAAAAAABm0/BRKI3TBC0lg/S220/IMG_3213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TE8P3jx6baI/AAAAAAAAEnk/tCdYlYGGKto/s72-c/20100722_0189.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369943522676200425.post-3025037466386756246</id><published>2010-07-21T15:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T15:37:00.671-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Disney Store</title><content type='html'>We had a free morning today, so we decided to head down to the Round Rock outlet mall to get Logan and Mitch some new Crocs. &amp;nbsp;For those in the know, you'll realize that this meant we had to walk by the Disney store...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TEdZiRpjnLI/AAAAAAAAEmg/n7ldeZxXn_Q/s1600/20100721_0186.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TEdZiRpjnLI/AAAAAAAAEmg/n7ldeZxXn_Q/s320/20100721_0186.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Did I say walk BY the Disney store?? &amp;nbsp;Of course, I meant go in and spend too much money on kids who have birthdays in less than a month. &amp;nbsp;Logan likes his new Cars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TEdZoS-yQKI/AAAAAAAAEmo/evQb6uQi-Ms/s1600/20100721_0187.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TEdZoS-yQKI/AAAAAAAAEmo/evQb6uQi-Ms/s320/20100721_0187.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And Myra now has the entire cast of Sleeping Beauty to dance around with. &amp;nbsp;Including the dragon, which she is particularly excited about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy kids. &amp;nbsp;And I did manage to sneak in some birthday shopping, too. &amp;nbsp;Now if only the Crocs store had had something in Mitch's size, we might have actually gotten what we went for.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3369943522676200425-3025037466386756246?l=txdeshazers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/feeds/3025037466386756246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3369943522676200425&amp;postID=3025037466386756246' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/3025037466386756246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/3025037466386756246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/2010/07/disney-store.html' title='The Disney Store'/><author><name>KID, MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16317731987862366557</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/_9SV8cile7n8/SjY9oOpAYSI/AAAAAAAABm0/BRKI3TBC0lg/S220/IMG_3213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TEdZiRpjnLI/AAAAAAAAEmg/n7ldeZxXn_Q/s72-c/20100721_0186.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369943522676200425.post-4720292227504096184</id><published>2010-07-18T15:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T15:01:54.201-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Princess...</title><content type='html'>Myra really is her Daddy's little princess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BEKRMWrcRJY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BEKRMWrcRJY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you listen closely, you can hear her singing along.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3369943522676200425-4720292227504096184?l=txdeshazers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/feeds/4720292227504096184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3369943522676200425&amp;postID=4720292227504096184' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/4720292227504096184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/4720292227504096184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/2010/07/princess.html' title='Princess...'/><author><name>KID, MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16317731987862366557</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/_9SV8cile7n8/SjY9oOpAYSI/AAAAAAAABm0/BRKI3TBC0lg/S220/IMG_3213.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369943522676200425.post-5396148599261842151</id><published>2010-07-10T14:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T14:01:11.024-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Girlie girl?</title><content type='html'>Myra has in the last few months, become the girliest girl on the planet. &amp;nbsp;She loves pink, princesses, fairies and anything makeup or cell phone related (especially if they are pink and feature princesses). &amp;nbsp;Mitch has been a little worried about this, but last night she showed us her man skills.&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TDjCX2PzdaI/AAAAAAAAElI/Pg3UoNzdWYk/s1600/20100708_0169.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TDjCX2PzdaI/AAAAAAAAElI/Pg3UoNzdWYk/s320/20100708_0169.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you look closely, you can see that the screwdriver is poised in the correct position for removing that screw. &amp;nbsp;Now we just have to teach her "left loosey, righty tighty" and she'll be ready to build! &amp;nbsp;Once she learns her right from her left...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And lest you should think that our other child was sold to the gypsies; here is Logan, doing what Logan does best -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TDjDK2hkExI/AAAAAAAAElQ/4oGRRmYH2Bo/s1600/20100626_0132.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TDjDK2hkExI/AAAAAAAAElQ/4oGRRmYH2Bo/s320/20100626_0132.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hanging out upside down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TDjDPuc6_II/AAAAAAAAElY/bS4QovvMT5o/s1600/20100705_0148.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TDjDPuc6_II/AAAAAAAAElY/bS4QovvMT5o/s320/20100705_0148.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sideways is cool, too. &amp;nbsp;He's such a little monkey!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3369943522676200425-5396148599261842151?l=txdeshazers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/feeds/5396148599261842151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3369943522676200425&amp;postID=5396148599261842151' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/5396148599261842151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/5396148599261842151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/2010/07/girlie-girl.html' title='Girlie girl?'/><author><name>KID, MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16317731987862366557</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/_9SV8cile7n8/SjY9oOpAYSI/AAAAAAAABm0/BRKI3TBC0lg/S220/IMG_3213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TDjCX2PzdaI/AAAAAAAAElI/Pg3UoNzdWYk/s72-c/20100708_0169.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369943522676200425.post-2859830153377086311</id><published>2010-07-08T11:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T11:12:03.901-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Potty, day 2</title><content type='html'>Myra isn't really sure what all this potty excitement is about, but she's happy to sit on the little padded seat and eat candy. &amp;nbsp;If she occasionally produces something, it's pretty much an accident that happened in the right place. I think we'll keep on for today and see if a light bulb comes on. &amp;nbsp;If not, that's OK. &amp;nbsp;She's not even 2 yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TDX4u92dOsI/AAAAAAAAElA/cfH8xJdZrzk/s1600/20100708_0167.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TDX4u92dOsI/AAAAAAAAElA/cfH8xJdZrzk/s320/20100708_0167.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;She has one thing figured out though...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3369943522676200425-2859830153377086311?l=txdeshazers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/feeds/2859830153377086311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3369943522676200425&amp;postID=2859830153377086311' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/2859830153377086311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/2859830153377086311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/2010/07/potty-day-2.html' title='Potty, day 2'/><author><name>KID, MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16317731987862366557</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/_9SV8cile7n8/SjY9oOpAYSI/AAAAAAAABm0/BRKI3TBC0lg/S220/IMG_3213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TDX4u92dOsI/AAAAAAAAElA/cfH8xJdZrzk/s72-c/20100708_0167.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369943522676200425.post-4536319889927967729</id><published>2010-07-07T15:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T15:29:58.268-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Potty attempt - part 1</title><content type='html'>With Logan (mostly) potty trained and Myra wanting to do everything that Bubba does, we decided that this would be a good time to introduce her to the potty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TDTjjAy1hII/AAAAAAAAEk4/FVYKF6kazNg/s1600/20100707_0165.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TDTjjAy1hII/AAAAAAAAEk4/FVYKF6kazNg/s320/20100707_0165.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm not sure if she's more a fan of her new Princess underwear, or of the candy she gets for sitting down... &amp;nbsp;We'll see how this goes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3369943522676200425-4536319889927967729?l=txdeshazers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/feeds/4536319889927967729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3369943522676200425&amp;postID=4536319889927967729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/4536319889927967729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/4536319889927967729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/2010/07/potty-attempt-part-1.html' title='Potty attempt - part 1'/><author><name>KID, MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16317731987862366557</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/_9SV8cile7n8/SjY9oOpAYSI/AAAAAAAABm0/BRKI3TBC0lg/S220/IMG_3213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TDTjjAy1hII/AAAAAAAAEk4/FVYKF6kazNg/s72-c/20100707_0165.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369943522676200425.post-2713732528036558788</id><published>2010-06-24T15:59:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T16:00:29.858-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to Me.</title><content type='html'>As of yesterday, I'm older. &amp;nbsp;I'm not sure that really bothers me, though. &amp;nbsp;At 33, I am firmly entrenched in my 30s, and since my 20s were not my favorite decade, so far this seems to be an improvement. &amp;nbsp;That said, having a weekday birthday and a hubby who works a lot means that celebratory opportunities were limited. &amp;nbsp;I really miss the childhood rule of "No chores on your birthday." &amp;nbsp;My birthday started with dishes and ended with cleaning up after the kids. &amp;nbsp;Although Mitch put them to bed. &amp;nbsp;Thanks, honey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did still do a bit of celebrating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TCPF0fj_b4I/AAAAAAAAEjY/K4Y9BOUCBgI/s1600/20100623_0124.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TCPF0fj_b4I/AAAAAAAAEjY/K4Y9BOUCBgI/s320/20100623_0124.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My "big" present was &lt;a href="http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/2010/06/me-time.html"&gt;my big spa package&lt;/a&gt;, but Mitch surprised me with a coupon "book"" with fun things like "a sewing day" and "a night off of kid duty". &amp;nbsp;Awesome! &amp;nbsp;We went out to dinner and although Logan had a minor meltdown, he settled down and we had a pleasant time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TCPF5iYMfPI/AAAAAAAAEjg/f6JbGJMyufE/s1600/20100623_0126.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TCPF5iYMfPI/AAAAAAAAEjg/f6JbGJMyufE/s320/20100623_0126.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Then we came home and had cake! &amp;nbsp;It's supposed to be zebra stripes, but the HEB baker is apparently not all that artistic. &amp;nbsp;The idea is there... &amp;nbsp;And it has that HEB frosting that I LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TCPGD_rYjZI/AAAAAAAAEjo/HeFRgpyMe-Q/s1600/20100623_0129.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TCPGD_rYjZI/AAAAAAAAEjo/HeFRgpyMe-Q/s320/20100623_0129.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And yes, black frosting IS an unbelievable mess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TCPGHO34xqI/AAAAAAAAEjw/DqH5KmFr0o0/s1600/20100623_0130.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TCPGHO34xqI/AAAAAAAAEjw/DqH5KmFr0o0/s320/20100623_0130.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Even on the kid who doesn't eat frosting. &amp;nbsp;Eeew. &amp;nbsp;Black tongue!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3369943522676200425-2713732528036558788?l=txdeshazers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/feeds/2713732528036558788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3369943522676200425&amp;postID=2713732528036558788' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/2713732528036558788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/2713732528036558788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/2010/06/happy-birthday-to-me.html' title='Happy Birthday to Me.'/><author><name>KID, MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16317731987862366557</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/_9SV8cile7n8/SjY9oOpAYSI/AAAAAAAABm0/BRKI3TBC0lg/S220/IMG_3213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TCPF0fj_b4I/AAAAAAAAEjY/K4Y9BOUCBgI/s72-c/20100623_0124.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369943522676200425.post-4844975985700447806</id><published>2010-06-23T19:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T19:57:35.395-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Potty time...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Logan has been a real champ when it comes to peeing in the potty, but he has a total block for "#2". &amp;nbsp;Our current positive reinforcement scheme is that for each poo-poo that he has in the potty, he gets a stamp on his chart (and on his hand/leg/foot-whatever), and after four stamps, he gets a car. &amp;nbsp;Well, for weeks we've been looking at the same stamp... &amp;nbsp;So early this week when he developed a GI bug, I was looking forward to some serious messes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TCKs7wQcE4I/AAAAAAAAEjQ/7xGHaq7WDA8/s1600/20100621_0116.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TCKs7wQcE4I/AAAAAAAAEjQ/7xGHaq7WDA8/s320/20100621_0116.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Boy, were we surprised when he hit the potty!! &amp;nbsp;He had to go so often that the stamps just started adding up and he really wanted that car! &amp;nbsp;You can see that he is a generous soul and wanted to share the stamp love with Daddy. &amp;nbsp;Let's hope this is the start of a new Logan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3369943522676200425-4844975985700447806?l=txdeshazers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/feeds/4844975985700447806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3369943522676200425&amp;postID=4844975985700447806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/4844975985700447806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/4844975985700447806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/2010/06/potty-time.html' title='Potty time...'/><author><name>KID, MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16317731987862366557</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/_9SV8cile7n8/SjY9oOpAYSI/AAAAAAAABm0/BRKI3TBC0lg/S220/IMG_3213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TCKs7wQcE4I/AAAAAAAAEjQ/7xGHaq7WDA8/s72-c/20100621_0116.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369943522676200425.post-7236367708047931619</id><published>2010-06-20T07:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T07:33:15.083-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Me" Time!</title><content type='html'>For our anniversary, my sweet hubby gave me a spa package, and even set it all up. &amp;nbsp;All I had to do was show up! &amp;nbsp;Yesterday he took the kids to the Splash Park and sent me for a massage, haircut and pedicure. &amp;nbsp;It was FABULOUS!! &amp;nbsp;I decided to go a little crazy (for me) with the hair and had Kirsten do piecey layers and straighten it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TB4JcCm3n2I/AAAAAAAAEig/nhmLpp4LQZc/s1600/20100620_0103.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TB4JcCm3n2I/AAAAAAAAEig/nhmLpp4LQZc/s320/20100620_0103.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I LOVE IT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TB4JiQhB4-I/AAAAAAAAEio/iFDbwF-DDSM/s1600/20100620_0105.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TB4JiQhB4-I/AAAAAAAAEio/iFDbwF-DDSM/s320/20100620_0105.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here's the back. &amp;nbsp;I guess I'll have to go buy a flatiron...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TB4Jmxid11I/AAAAAAAAEiw/6kZndY8dzpc/s1600/20100620_0107.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TB4Jmxid11I/AAAAAAAAEiw/6kZndY8dzpc/s320/20100620_0107.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And here are my pretty toes. &amp;nbsp;I still have a facial coming up that I am totally looking forward to, but this was such a great day. &amp;nbsp;It is amazing how rejuvenated I feel, just after a little pampering and alone time. &amp;nbsp;After the spa, I stopped at Target (because we needed milk), and it was so fun to wander around kidless and feeling great. &amp;nbsp;Thank you, sweetheart! &amp;nbsp;You couldn't have given me a better present. (Well, except for the nine years. &amp;nbsp;Oh, and all of the rest of them!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3369943522676200425-7236367708047931619?l=txdeshazers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/feeds/7236367708047931619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3369943522676200425&amp;postID=7236367708047931619' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/7236367708047931619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/7236367708047931619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/2010/06/me-time.html' title='&quot;Me&quot; Time!'/><author><name>KID, MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16317731987862366557</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/_9SV8cile7n8/SjY9oOpAYSI/AAAAAAAABm0/BRKI3TBC0lg/S220/IMG_3213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TB4JcCm3n2I/AAAAAAAAEig/nhmLpp4LQZc/s72-c/20100620_0103.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369943522676200425.post-75213374053427507</id><published>2010-06-19T19:24:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T16:12:41.688-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My version</title><content type='html'>Ok, let's be honest:  the post &lt;a href="http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/2010/06/more-big-news.html"&gt;immediately below this one&lt;/a&gt; is the most important news in the last 2 years or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, it's nice to have something to report other than running.  Katie let the cat out of the bag--we're going to Utah for Pulm/Critical Care!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm really excited.  Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Exhibit A:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q30pE7jGQZQ/TB1hYYvmpoI/AAAAAAAAAK0/ePx9dxOucH4/s1600/SLC+mountains.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q30pE7jGQZQ/TB1hYYvmpoI/AAAAAAAAAK0/ePx9dxOucH4/s400/SLC+mountains.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484646992794003074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And yes, it really does look like that.  The U of U campus site on the eastern border of the city, which in this picture is the transition zone between city and mountain, just about where the snowline is on the righthand-most mountain.  From there you have nearly 50 miles (as the crow flies) of uninterrupted mountains and trails.   Those of you who know me at all know that mountains exert a peculiar siren call to me, and the chance to live amongst them is extraordinarily exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Exhibit B:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q30pE7jGQZQ/TB1iBNpYSWI/AAAAAAAAAK8/Y7M6vKNP_2g/s1600/intermountain+medical.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 119px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q30pE7jGQZQ/TB1iBNpYSWI/AAAAAAAAAK8/Y7M6vKNP_2g/s320/intermountain+medical.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484647694189742434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the newly constructed flagship hospital for Intermountain Health Care, a combination health plan/hospital system.  This system was recently mentioned in the same breath as Kaiser Permanente, Mayo Clinic, and the Cleveland Clinic as one of the shining stars in terms of delivery of high quality health care.  As that's a particular interest (both from a research and a practical point of view) of mine, I am really, really excited to work there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katie did mention that U of U was not my first choice.  That's technically correct--but it wasn't really my second choice, either.  I selected San Antonio as my first choice, as I felt that it was a more family friendly program, with ample opportunity for time off, moonlighting, &amp;amp; etc.  Decent research in COPD, good lung transplant program, neither of which are particularly interesting to me.  Solid, familial feel between the fellows, which was the tipping point for me.  Honestly, however, nothing exciting about the program, nothing about the system that makes me sit up and say--I want to be a part of that.   Ho-hum, blah, we'll get you board eligible, khaki pants and drab polo kind of training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;San Antonio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q30pE7jGQZQ/TB5WnYJm_eI/AAAAAAAAALU/nh6wLuNUr1M/s1600/pc_guy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 152px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q30pE7jGQZQ/TB5WnYJm_eI/AAAAAAAAALU/nh6wLuNUr1M/s320/pc_guy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484916630681484770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Exact opposite is true for the U of U program.  Firstly, it gets us out of Texas.  Not that Texas is a bad place, and I'll always be Texan, much to the dismay of all lesser states.  However, the 95 degrees for 8 months is a bit trying, and Utah provides a climate more agreeable to me and the missus.  The program itself is more rigorous, in terms of research, clinical work, and expectations--all of which I suspect I will look back on with appreciation, and hate in the midst.  Moonlighting, by the few reports I have heard, is somewhat limited, requiring me to spend extra time this year working to save up the $$.  HOWEVER:  I want to be part of this system.  I want to know that I am being trained somewhere on the cutting edge of the science.  I want excellence. I want a little bit of rock star.  And that's what I'll get at Utah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Utah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q30pE7jGQZQ/TB1pQ6JCcYI/AAAAAAAAALE/6Ebu1EN6zd8/s1600/jimi-hendrix.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q30pE7jGQZQ/TB1pQ6JCcYI/AAAAAAAAALE/6Ebu1EN6zd8/s320/jimi-hendrix.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484655660413120898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, this is probably the first time anyone has compared Utah to Jimi Hendrix.&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/3369943522676200425-75213374053427507?l=txdeshazers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/feeds/75213374053427507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3369943522676200425&amp;postID=75213374053427507' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/75213374053427507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/75213374053427507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-version.html' title='My version'/><author><name>Grouch, MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10223794580842414136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q30pE7jGQZQ/TB1hYYvmpoI/AAAAAAAAAK0/ePx9dxOucH4/s72-c/SLC+mountains.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369943522676200425.post-2731223164932476762</id><published>2010-06-19T07:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T07:16:04.257-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More Big News...</title><content type='html'>Not only will be heading to parts unknown next year, it seems we'll be doing it with one more Deshazer in tow. &amp;nbsp;He or she should be coming to live with us some time in December. &amp;nbsp;My due date is Dec 31, but if my first two are any indication, I suspect we might have a little visitor before Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;So far the pregnancy has been medically uneventful, although this first trimester is really taking it out of me. &amp;nbsp;Perhaps that has something to do with the two busy children that I chase all day... &amp;nbsp;Either way, I've been pretty sick and tired this last month or two, so I'm really looking forward to putting this whole first trimester nonsense behind me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TBy0umYVe3I/AAAAAAAAEiY/--SPrRyFlCg/s1600/Deshazer+Baby+3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TBy0umYVe3I/AAAAAAAAEiY/--SPrRyFlCg/s320/Deshazer+Baby+3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;For those who might be interested in a fuzzy grey ultrasound image, here is the little peanut at 8 weeks - taken about 4 weeks ago. &amp;nbsp;All of the appropriate parts are present and accounted for.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3369943522676200425-2731223164932476762?l=txdeshazers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/feeds/2731223164932476762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3369943522676200425&amp;postID=2731223164932476762' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/2731223164932476762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/2731223164932476762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/2010/06/more-big-news.html' title='More Big News...'/><author><name>KID, MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16317731987862366557</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/_9SV8cile7n8/SjY9oOpAYSI/AAAAAAAABm0/BRKI3TBC0lg/S220/IMG_3213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TBy0umYVe3I/AAAAAAAAEiY/--SPrRyFlCg/s72-c/Deshazer+Baby+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369943522676200425.post-3429006450358512993</id><published>2010-06-16T12:26:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T12:31:54.506-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And the Deshazer family will be moving to....</title><content type='html'>Salt Lake City!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://healthcare.utah.edu/images/logoNew.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://healthcare.utah.edu/images/logoNew.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Mitch matched to the fellowship program there at the University of Utah. &amp;nbsp;It was our second choice, but by such a small margin as to be insignificant, so we are really happy with it. &amp;nbsp;The program is really excellent and we are looking forward to the climate change. &amp;nbsp;We won't be leaving Temple just yet. &amp;nbsp;The fellowship starts July of 2011, so we'll be here for one more year before the big move. &amp;nbsp;It will be really hard to leave Texas, where we have so much family and such good friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3369943522676200425-3429006450358512993?l=txdeshazers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/feeds/3429006450358512993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3369943522676200425&amp;postID=3429006450358512993' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/3429006450358512993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/3429006450358512993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/2010/06/and-deshazer-family-will-be-moving-to.html' title='And the Deshazer family will be moving to....'/><author><name>KID, MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16317731987862366557</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/_9SV8cile7n8/SjY9oOpAYSI/AAAAAAAABm0/BRKI3TBC0lg/S220/IMG_3213.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369943522676200425.post-7439809504364224284</id><published>2010-06-11T15:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T15:44:53.540-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Naptime</title><content type='html'>Logan doesn't really nap anymore, but I still send him to his room for an hour or so of quiet time every day. &amp;nbsp;Usually he just plays quietly in his bed. &amp;nbsp;Sometimes, he falls asleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TBKgI-tEGEI/AAAAAAAAEhE/K3a2qhcRUh8/s1600/20100611_0079.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TBKgI-tEGEI/AAAAAAAAEhE/K3a2qhcRUh8/s320/20100611_0079.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Apparently playing with his computer was too much for him today!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3369943522676200425-7439809504364224284?l=txdeshazers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/feeds/7439809504364224284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3369943522676200425&amp;postID=7439809504364224284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/7439809504364224284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/7439809504364224284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/2010/06/naptime.html' title='Naptime'/><author><name>KID, MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16317731987862366557</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/_9SV8cile7n8/SjY9oOpAYSI/AAAAAAAABm0/BRKI3TBC0lg/S220/IMG_3213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TBKgI-tEGEI/AAAAAAAAEhE/K3a2qhcRUh8/s72-c/20100611_0079.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369943522676200425.post-8223471175304270061</id><published>2010-06-09T06:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T06:48:51.419-05:00</updated><title type='text'>9 years!</title><content type='html'>Nine years ago today, Mitch and I braved the biggest flood to hit Houston in a century in order to be sealed for time and all eternity in the Houston temple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TA9-qjH6DtI/AAAAAAAAEd0/CQ3FZ5jeH9Y/s1600/P6090063.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TA9-qjH6DtI/AAAAAAAAEd0/CQ3FZ5jeH9Y/s320/P6090063.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The intervening years have been full of fun, laughter, joy, sadness, tears, trials, changes, children and lots of adventure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TA9_GiGdYlI/AAAAAAAAEd8/rwLKnvOWjOA/s1600/exchange+of+rings.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TA9_GiGdYlI/AAAAAAAAEd8/rwLKnvOWjOA/s320/exchange+of+rings.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I wouldn't change a thing! &amp;nbsp;(Except maybe my hair in this picture...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3369943522676200425-8223471175304270061?l=txdeshazers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/feeds/8223471175304270061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3369943522676200425&amp;postID=8223471175304270061' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/8223471175304270061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/8223471175304270061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/2010/06/9-years.html' title='9 years!'/><author><name>KID, MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16317731987862366557</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/_9SV8cile7n8/SjY9oOpAYSI/AAAAAAAABm0/BRKI3TBC0lg/S220/IMG_3213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TA9-qjH6DtI/AAAAAAAAEd0/CQ3FZ5jeH9Y/s72-c/P6090063.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369943522676200425.post-6011248856455855300</id><published>2010-06-08T19:52:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T19:52:22.757-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Black pots</title><content type='html'>Some of you may know that my Dad is an avid Dutch oven cooking enthusiast. &amp;nbsp;I, too have been known to cook up some chili and cornbread over a bed of hot coals in a big cast iron pot. &amp;nbsp;Apparently, the apple doesn't fall far from the tree...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TA7lTaGm3hI/AAAAAAAAEdk/jJSwT_9PT9g/s1600/20100608_0038.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TA7lTaGm3hI/AAAAAAAAEdk/jJSwT_9PT9g/s320/20100608_0038.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;or in this case, the campfire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TA7lbJpoMjI/AAAAAAAAEds/UkYiLTm7Rv0/s1600/20100608_0034.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TA7lbJpoMjI/AAAAAAAAEds/UkYiLTm7Rv0/s320/20100608_0034.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"What, I'm making breakfast here!" &amp;nbsp;She tells me that she was making eggs. &amp;nbsp;I'm glad I have a skillet that's just her size.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3369943522676200425-6011248856455855300?l=txdeshazers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/feeds/6011248856455855300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3369943522676200425&amp;postID=6011248856455855300' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/6011248856455855300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/6011248856455855300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/2010/06/black-pots.html' title='Black pots'/><author><name>KID, MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16317731987862366557</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/_9SV8cile7n8/SjY9oOpAYSI/AAAAAAAABm0/BRKI3TBC0lg/S220/IMG_3213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TA7lTaGm3hI/AAAAAAAAEdk/jJSwT_9PT9g/s72-c/20100608_0038.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369943522676200425.post-3268747065617215520</id><published>2010-06-06T07:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T07:25:00.234-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Girl Bed!!</title><content type='html'>Several months ago, when we got our tax refund, we decided to spend part of it on Myra's Big Girl bed. &amp;nbsp;She wasn't (or we weren't!) ready for it then, but we decided last weekend that perhaps the time was ripe. &amp;nbsp;So, Mitch hauled out all the boxes to assemble it, and found that the headboard was cracked. &amp;nbsp;Grrr. &amp;nbsp;A check of Ikea's website had no mention of this particular bed (besides, how long ago did I throw away that receipt??), so we decided to fix it ourselves rather than make the long drive to Austin to see about an exchange or something. &amp;nbsp;We're resourceful that way. &amp;nbsp;Anyway, it meant waiting another week as glue dried and cured. &amp;nbsp;So, yesterday we were ready! &amp;nbsp;Until about halfway through the assembly when we realized that we were missing the support slats that are packaged separately from the beds. &amp;nbsp;Grrr, again. &amp;nbsp;Should we try for a fix ourselves, or was it time to make the drive south?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TAuQowghNvI/AAAAAAAAEc0/H5ACKgKhEV4/s1600/20100605_0024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TAuQowghNvI/AAAAAAAAEc0/H5ACKgKhEV4/s320/20100605_0024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We decided to try to support the bed with plywood slats that Mitch cut. &amp;nbsp;Here is Myra testing it out. &amp;nbsp;As you can see, it seems to have worked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TAuQtdL0oDI/AAAAAAAAEc8/T3_pLbQGI8I/s1600/20100605_0025.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TAuQtdL0oDI/AAAAAAAAEc8/T3_pLbQGI8I/s320/20100605_0025.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;No problems getting in or out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TAuQxvr8N_I/AAAAAAAAEdE/aPBAUWHqRks/s1600/20100605_0027.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TAuQxvr8N_I/AAAAAAAAEdE/aPBAUWHqRks/s320/20100605_0027.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The side rail seems sturdy. &amp;nbsp;Thanks for helping with the quality assurance there, Logan! &amp;nbsp;Unfortunately, after a bit of aggressive jumping on Logan's part, it became clear that our slats slid around and would allow the mattress to fall between them. &amp;nbsp;Sorry, I should have taken a picture of that! &amp;nbsp;Don't worry - Logan wasn't injured. &amp;nbsp;Anyway, that meant that we were going to HAVE to head to Ikea to get the missing part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TAuQ15zGyBI/AAAAAAAAEdM/XaYE3vy-Y30/s1600/20100605_0028.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TAuQ15zGyBI/AAAAAAAAEdM/XaYE3vy-Y30/s320/20100605_0028.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Naptime came first, though. &amp;nbsp;Then we headed south, got the missing slats (and a sheet that fit the new mattress), had a great dinner with Dan at Katz's, then came home, to reassemble the new bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TAuQ6NWhwNI/AAAAAAAAEdU/pm6eEl1W7QM/s1600/20100605_0030.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TAuQ6NWhwNI/AAAAAAAAEdU/pm6eEl1W7QM/s320/20100605_0030.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And have a picnic, &amp;nbsp;Check out that awesome sharing!! &amp;nbsp;Good job, Logan. &amp;nbsp;Myra slept well on her new bed last night, but it doesn't seem to have occurred to her that she could get out if she wished. &amp;nbsp;Perhaps we'll let her figure that out on her own...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3369943522676200425-3268747065617215520?l=txdeshazers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/feeds/3268747065617215520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3369943522676200425&amp;postID=3268747065617215520' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/3268747065617215520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/3268747065617215520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/2010/06/big-girl-bed.html' title='Big Girl Bed!!'/><author><name>KID, MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16317731987862366557</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/_9SV8cile7n8/SjY9oOpAYSI/AAAAAAAABm0/BRKI3TBC0lg/S220/IMG_3213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TAuQowghNvI/AAAAAAAAEc0/H5ACKgKhEV4/s72-c/20100605_0024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369943522676200425.post-2974816807714874411</id><published>2010-06-05T20:08:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T20:23:46.519-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ROTD 6/5/10, half marathon, and the search for the One True Shoe</title><content type='html'>Dear reader, after unavoidable absence, I return.  In full form.  I have haphazardly run 3 miles a day, hardly worth a blog entry, and dealing with unlooked-for problems at work.  Back with a splash today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q30pE7jGQZQ/TAr18dnR6wI/AAAAAAAAAKk/Oh0wIhLqLZE/s1600/ROTD+6_5_2010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 382px; height: 322px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q30pE7jGQZQ/TAr18dnR6wI/AAAAAAAAAKk/Oh0wIhLqLZE/s400/ROTD+6_5_2010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479462315739966210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, this is a familiar loop, but I added a mile before, an easy mile afterwards, and a mile of "speedwork".  All told, nearly 12 miles.  Took about 2:10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is important, since next weekend I signed up for the &lt;a href="http://wellnessrun.sw.org/"&gt;Chasing Lions at Twilight&lt;/a&gt; Half Marathon.  That's 13.1 miles, and with today's run under my belt, I'm feeling good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still on the lookout for the One True Shoe.  I went so far as to email the guys at New Balance, looking for a wide width trail running shoe.  They only make one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q30pE7jGQZQ/TAr4FOT5t4I/AAAAAAAAAKs/wdxIVybMTJY/s1600/NB+MT572.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q30pE7jGQZQ/TAr4FOT5t4I/AAAAAAAAAKs/wdxIVybMTJY/s400/NB+MT572.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479464665274234754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm not yet ready to drop the coin yet, because I'm waiting for that first paycheck.  Then I'll really be feeling good.  For an excellent interpretation of that, please see below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yYe6tmrFxbw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yYe6tmrFxbw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy running!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3369943522676200425-2974816807714874411?l=txdeshazers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/feeds/2974816807714874411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3369943522676200425&amp;postID=2974816807714874411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/2974816807714874411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/2974816807714874411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/2010/06/rotd-6510-half-marathon-and-search-for.html' title='ROTD 6/5/10, half marathon, and the search for the One True Shoe'/><author><name>Grouch, MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10223794580842414136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q30pE7jGQZQ/TAr18dnR6wI/AAAAAAAAAKk/Oh0wIhLqLZE/s72-c/ROTD+6_5_2010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369943522676200425.post-3420123887164798226</id><published>2010-05-31T06:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T06:56:17.965-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hats!</title><content type='html'>Myra has developed a bit of an obsession recently with headgear. &amp;nbsp;She loves to point out when anyone is wearing a hat - particularly if that person happens to be a princess wearing a crown. &amp;nbsp;With regards to her own headgear however, she is a bit more flexible...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TAOjOZf6RRI/AAAAAAAAEbk/MD1hR9WxQDg/s1600/IMG_5421.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TAOjOZf6RRI/AAAAAAAAEbk/MD1hR9WxQDg/s320/IMG_5421.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hats are good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TAOjRPKJUlI/AAAAAAAAEbs/EjZWlY2KBCg/s1600/IMG_5498.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TAOjRPKJUlI/AAAAAAAAEbs/EjZWlY2KBCg/s320/IMG_5498.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Cowboy hats are better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TAOjLt-GuoI/AAAAAAAAEbc/2PpRS5ncHBU/s1600/IMG_5409.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TAOjLt-GuoI/AAAAAAAAEbc/2PpRS5ncHBU/s320/IMG_5409.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A tiara is perfect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TAOjXh8P7cI/AAAAAAAAEb0/FHYcSJ-lncM/s1600/IMG_5569.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TAOjXh8P7cI/AAAAAAAAEb0/FHYcSJ-lncM/s320/IMG_5569.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;But hey, a bowl full of Banana pudding works in a pinch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TAOjI66aotI/AAAAAAAAEbU/YUG35QEkhxE/s1600/20100530_0011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TAOjI66aotI/AAAAAAAAEbU/YUG35QEkhxE/s320/20100530_0011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And if nothing else is available, a mailing envelope will do!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3369943522676200425-3420123887164798226?l=txdeshazers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/feeds/3420123887164798226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3369943522676200425&amp;postID=3420123887164798226' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/3420123887164798226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/3420123887164798226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/2010/05/hats.html' title='Hats!'/><author><name>KID, MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16317731987862366557</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/_9SV8cile7n8/SjY9oOpAYSI/AAAAAAAABm0/BRKI3TBC0lg/S220/IMG_3213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TAOjOZf6RRI/AAAAAAAAEbk/MD1hR9WxQDg/s72-c/IMG_5421.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369943522676200425.post-3377859911308332494</id><published>2010-05-29T18:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T18:44:54.398-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Who needs a bed?</title><content type='html'>We spent much of this morning cleaning the carpets in the kids room. &amp;nbsp;Potty training was messy. &amp;nbsp;This necessitated the removal of most of the furniture and toy boxes into the living room. &amp;nbsp;Logan's bed ended up in the entryway. &amp;nbsp;Of course, all this novelty made for fun times in new places. &amp;nbsp;Logan decided to curl up in a couple of toy boxes and take a rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TAGmqA_fyRI/AAAAAAAAEa8/CWu1WHfEBaA/s1600/20100529_0006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TAGmqA_fyRI/AAAAAAAAEa8/CWu1WHfEBaA/s320/20100529_0006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;That just doesn't look very comfortable to me, but he obviously doesn't mind. &amp;nbsp;You know, they'd have a lot more room to play with one less bed in there...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3369943522676200425-3377859911308332494?l=txdeshazers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/feeds/3377859911308332494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3369943522676200425&amp;postID=3377859911308332494' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/3377859911308332494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/3377859911308332494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/2010/05/who-needs-bed.html' title='Who needs a bed?'/><author><name>KID, MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16317731987862366557</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/_9SV8cile7n8/SjY9oOpAYSI/AAAAAAAABm0/BRKI3TBC0lg/S220/IMG_3213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/TAGmqA_fyRI/AAAAAAAAEa8/CWu1WHfEBaA/s72-c/20100529_0006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369943522676200425.post-3360403193253561476</id><published>2010-05-25T06:43:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T08:05:53.350-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gymnastics "recital"</title><content type='html'>Well, I'm not really sure what to call it, but Logan had a performance sort of Open House for Gymnastics last night. &amp;nbsp;He learned a routine and was able to show us all of the moves and skills that he has been learning this year. &amp;nbsp;It was really fun and he was so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/S_u2SS7-2EI/AAAAAAAAEZc/Hd1jjzAP508/s1600/20100524_0044.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/S_u2SS7-2EI/AAAAAAAAEZc/Hd1jjzAP508/s320/20100524_0044.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RZy9CvWsuWM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RZy9CvWsuWM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logan doing warm ups on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IoqAJcmI4z4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IoqAJcmI4z4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a tiny clip of the end of his routine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/S_u2XPJ7RgI/AAAAAAAAEZk/3ZG3xwIdJ_U/s1600/20100524_0059.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/S_u2XPJ7RgI/AAAAAAAAEZk/3ZG3xwIdJ_U/s320/20100524_0059.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Jumping on the trampoline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/S_u2crT21TI/AAAAAAAAEZs/iVeRFuzEg5o/s1600/20100524_0057.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/S_u2crT21TI/AAAAAAAAEZs/iVeRFuzEg5o/s320/20100524_0057.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Swinging&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/S_u2ho6XOnI/AAAAAAAAEZ0/PkQ6vd32qgA/s1600/20100524_0058.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/S_u2ho6XOnI/AAAAAAAAEZ0/PkQ6vd32qgA/s320/20100524_0058.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Climbing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/S_u2mTucEmI/AAAAAAAAEZ8/j723mmG8Dbg/s1600/20100524_0062.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/S_u2mTucEmI/AAAAAAAAEZ8/j723mmG8Dbg/s320/20100524_0062.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The rings are his favorite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/S_u2rHXF6_I/AAAAAAAAEaE/mln39J5dS14/s1600/20100524_0063.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/S_u2rHXF6_I/AAAAAAAAEaE/mln39J5dS14/s320/20100524_0063.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;More swinging&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/S_u22SEA0hI/AAAAAAAAEaM/GjDgnNx2zcU/s1600/20100524_0073.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/S_u22SEA0hI/AAAAAAAAEaM/GjDgnNx2zcU/s320/20100524_0073.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And getting his medal at the end! &amp;nbsp;He had so much fun! &amp;nbsp;He really loves gymnastics.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3369943522676200425-3360403193253561476?l=txdeshazers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/feeds/3360403193253561476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3369943522676200425&amp;postID=3360403193253561476' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/3360403193253561476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/3360403193253561476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/2010/05/gymnastics-recital.html' title='Gymnastics &quot;recital&quot;'/><author><name>KID, MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16317731987862366557</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/_9SV8cile7n8/SjY9oOpAYSI/AAAAAAAABm0/BRKI3TBC0lg/S220/IMG_3213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/S_u2SS7-2EI/AAAAAAAAEZc/Hd1jjzAP508/s72-c/20100524_0044.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369943522676200425.post-7740128947205276637</id><published>2010-05-22T16:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T16:12:12.974-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Limo...</title><content type='html'>We have a new (to us) car!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/S_hHbEEn3RI/AAAAAAAAEYc/z0Ea94xAwn0/s1600/20100522_0030.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/S_hHbEEn3RI/AAAAAAAAEYc/z0Ea94xAwn0/s320/20100522_0030.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Isn't she pretty? &amp;nbsp;I know, a minivan, but whatcha gonna do? &amp;nbsp;We have a bunch of kids. &amp;nbsp;It's amazing how much space two carseats take up. &amp;nbsp;Anyway, she is a 2007 Honda Odyssey Touring Edition. &amp;nbsp;For those who don't speak Honda, that means that she is totally tricked out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/S_hHf4Y31yI/AAAAAAAAEYk/AhfDW_mNO7o/s1600/20100522_0028.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/S_hHf4Y31yI/AAAAAAAAEYk/AhfDW_mNO7o/s320/20100522_0028.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here's Myra in the middle row captain's chair. &amp;nbsp;Yes, we went with the leather interior - a big thanks to those of you who convinced me of it's merits! &amp;nbsp;It also has a built in DVD player, GPS, rear camera for backing up, parking sensors, automatic lights, seat heaters, power EVERYTHING - you name it, this car will do it for you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/S_hHjjzbnrI/AAAAAAAAEYs/vGDy3PpFZ54/s1600/20100522_0027.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/S_hHjjzbnrI/AAAAAAAAEYs/vGDy3PpFZ54/s320/20100522_0027.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here is the GPS getting me out of Austin without getting us lost. &amp;nbsp;(Don't worry, I was parked when I took the picture.) &amp;nbsp;I think this may be the fanciest car I've ever driven. &amp;nbsp;Hence the name; we're calling her the Limo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3369943522676200425-7740128947205276637?l=txdeshazers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/feeds/7740128947205276637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3369943522676200425&amp;postID=7740128947205276637' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/7740128947205276637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/7740128947205276637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/2010/05/limo.html' title='The Limo...'/><author><name>KID, MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16317731987862366557</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/_9SV8cile7n8/SjY9oOpAYSI/AAAAAAAABm0/BRKI3TBC0lg/S220/IMG_3213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/S_hHbEEn3RI/AAAAAAAAEYc/z0Ea94xAwn0/s72-c/20100522_0030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369943522676200425.post-1920279320941000513</id><published>2010-05-14T10:23:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T10:28:23.746-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Catch and some crafty fun</title><content type='html'>Logan and Myra love to play catch with Daddy. &amp;nbsp;Here is their way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OkNyD2JyGyI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OkNyD2JyGyI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The video is a minute long, but cute!! &amp;nbsp;The black spots on Logan's hands (and face, and legs) are the result of the kid's latest hobby - stamping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/S-1rJ3xhnEI/AAAAAAAAEV8/rUQqwurBCXc/s1600/20100513_0001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/S-1rJ3xhnEI/AAAAAAAAEV8/rUQqwurBCXc/s320/20100513_0001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I took the kids to Hobby Lobby and let them each choose a stamp and stamp pad. &amp;nbsp;Logan chose a &lt;a href="http://shop.hobbylobby.com/products/tow-mater-rubber-stamp-778001/"&gt;Mater&lt;/a&gt; stamp and a black ink pad and Myra brought home &lt;a href="http://shop.hobbylobby.com/products/ariel-rubber-stamp-380295/"&gt;Ariel&lt;/a&gt; and a pink pad. &amp;nbsp;Much fun was had, and the stamps were mostly contained to paper and themselves. &amp;nbsp;It's &lt;a href="http://shop.hobbylobby.com/scrapbooking/stamps-ink-pads-cleaners-and-books/child-safe-ink-pads/"&gt;washable ink&lt;/a&gt; either way, so no permanent damage was done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3369943522676200425-1920279320941000513?l=txdeshazers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/feeds/1920279320941000513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3369943522676200425&amp;postID=1920279320941000513' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/1920279320941000513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/1920279320941000513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/2010/05/catch.html' title='Catch and some crafty fun'/><author><name>KID, MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16317731987862366557</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/_9SV8cile7n8/SjY9oOpAYSI/AAAAAAAABm0/BRKI3TBC0lg/S220/IMG_3213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/S-1rJ3xhnEI/AAAAAAAAEV8/rUQqwurBCXc/s72-c/20100513_0001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369943522676200425.post-5057266940690410774</id><published>2010-05-10T18:31:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T18:55:46.719-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bleh.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q30pE7jGQZQ/S-iYvpkrHrI/AAAAAAAAAKE/nuhWsmYNHP0/s1600/exhausted-runner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q30pE7jGQZQ/S-iYvpkrHrI/AAAAAAAAAKE/nuhWsmYNHP0/s400/exhausted-runner.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469789691822415538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those of you who have spent a bit of time running will recognize The Position:  hands on knees, head down, gasping for air;  the posture of the completely spent, blown out runner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that I have gone running today.  Nor yesterday, nor the day before.  Ah, the return to Real Work Hours (which in doctor-speak means, oh, about 70 per week).  Devastating to psyche and spirit.  Somehow, I just can't convince my body that getting up at 4 am to "get a run in" is a great idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't help that the little ones still haven't grasped the concept of sleep.  While they are cute when playful at 11 pm (and 12 pm, and 1:37 am, 2 am, 2:35 am, 3 am, 3:15 am, 4:02 am, and 4:27 am) it is somewhat disruptive to adequate recovery for both me and the missus.  The Kids have finally broken us, and we both lie about like dishrags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, one reader requested a comment about shoes, I presume of the running variety.  I note well that the asker is both female and quite the connoisseur of shoes; I doubt my ability to add significantly to her knowledge within that realm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q30pE7jGQZQ/S-ibd1d5tpI/AAAAAAAAAKM/a1tZDzJHkWE/s1600/christian-louboutin-glitter-peep-toe-slingbacks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 383px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q30pE7jGQZQ/S-ibd1d5tpI/AAAAAAAAAKM/a1tZDzJHkWE/s400/christian-louboutin-glitter-peep-toe-slingbacks.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469792684312475282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Katie tells me these are nice.  Suck to run in, though.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is what I know:  the more you run, the more fit and function have to dominate over looks.  At some point, a shoe will tell you it isn't actually a perfect fit--it just may take 15 miles to do it.  Should you never approach that threshold, you never have a problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My feet are more square than rectangular, and thus require very wide widths.  This essentially limits me to New Balance brand shoes, with the occasional Asics or Mizuno thrown in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's ok, there's plenty to choose from.  They get the job done, but are mostly ugly, as seen below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q30pE7jGQZQ/S-ibo9z7mAI/AAAAAAAAAKU/cCMKv-9dubs/s1600/977826-p-MULTIVIEW.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q30pE7jGQZQ/S-ibo9z7mAI/AAAAAAAAAKU/cCMKv-9dubs/s400/977826-p-MULTIVIEW.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469792875530917890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Right about now, I'm really ready to drop major $$$ for a pair like this, as my feet are telling me that my $95 Mizunos don't fit, with a threshold of about 10 miles.  And I'd like to run further than that (as my goal is to run a marathon).  The really crappy part, of course, is that it took a few 10 mile runs to find that my major shoe investment is worthless.  Grrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q30pE7jGQZQ/S-icpcDdVsI/AAAAAAAAAKc/GnR9QJOZpu0/s1600/burning+money.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q30pE7jGQZQ/S-icpcDdVsI/AAAAAAAAAKc/GnR9QJOZpu0/s400/burning+money.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469793983160735426" 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/3369943522676200425-5057266940690410774?l=txdeshazers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/feeds/5057266940690410774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3369943522676200425&amp;postID=5057266940690410774' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/5057266940690410774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/5057266940690410774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/2010/05/bleh.html' title='Bleh.'/><author><name>Grouch, MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10223794580842414136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q30pE7jGQZQ/S-iYvpkrHrI/AAAAAAAAAKE/nuhWsmYNHP0/s72-c/exhausted-runner.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369943522676200425.post-6449360093221905607</id><published>2010-05-02T16:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T16:55:09.409-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Air Show!!</title><content type='html'>After 3 years of living in Temple we finally made it to the &lt;a href="http://www.centraltexasairshow.com/"&gt;Central Texas Air Show&lt;/a&gt;! &amp;nbsp;As you might imagine, Logan was in heaven! &amp;nbsp;We all had a great time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/S93y5jDI6VI/AAAAAAAAEQE/BF4jwHQNSNM/s1600/IMG_6879.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/S93y5jDI6VI/AAAAAAAAEQE/BF4jwHQNSNM/s320/IMG_6879.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;As soon as we got there, Logan spotted the &lt;a href="http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/2009/06/hello-yellow-copter.html"&gt;yellow Life Flight chopper&lt;/a&gt; that he toured last summer, and had to go see it. &amp;nbsp;They let him hang out in the cockpit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/S93y9nijW2I/AAAAAAAAEQM/aPgdeG1V-gg/s1600/IMG_6877.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/S93y9nijW2I/AAAAAAAAEQM/aPgdeG1V-gg/s320/IMG_6877.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Myra got in the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/S93zByeLr7I/AAAAAAAAEQU/l5zU7dCW8v4/s1600/IMG_6887.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/S93zByeLr7I/AAAAAAAAEQU/l5zU7dCW8v4/s320/IMG_6887.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Then he had to see the Firetruck, but we couldn't get him to hold still long enough for a picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/S93zRx6BpAI/AAAAAAAAEQk/AYRJTWCDYyM/s1600/IMG_6890.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/S93zRx6BpAI/AAAAAAAAEQk/AYRJTWCDYyM/s320/IMG_6890.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Check out this tire!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/S93zU7D2LDI/AAAAAAAAEQs/NL-QIb88D68/s1600/IMG_6891.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/S93zU7D2LDI/AAAAAAAAEQs/NL-QIb88D68/s320/IMG_6891.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It belongs to this B-25 bomber.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/S93zaNJbYxI/AAAAAAAAEQ0/x5Cl5N2Nppg/s1600/IMG_6893.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/S93zaNJbYxI/AAAAAAAAEQ0/x5Cl5N2Nppg/s320/IMG_6893.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Myra found one that was her size.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/S93zePvODAI/AAAAAAAAEQ8/mTuaI4RQ9Ug/s1600/IMG_6894.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/S93zePvODAI/AAAAAAAAEQ8/mTuaI4RQ9Ug/s320/IMG_6894.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Then we got a "ride" in a Huey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/S93ziWD8HNI/AAAAAAAAERE/E-l4pTcNThs/s1600/IMG_6900.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/S93ziWD8HNI/AAAAAAAAERE/E-l4pTcNThs/s320/IMG_6900.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Logan drove...&lt;br /&gt;It was super fun, and the kids had a great time. &amp;nbsp;Myra's been talking about "airplanes" ever since!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3369943522676200425-6449360093221905607?l=txdeshazers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/feeds/6449360093221905607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3369943522676200425&amp;postID=6449360093221905607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/6449360093221905607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/6449360093221905607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/2010/05/air-show.html' title='Air Show!!'/><author><name>KID, MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16317731987862366557</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/_9SV8cile7n8/SjY9oOpAYSI/AAAAAAAABm0/BRKI3TBC0lg/S220/IMG_3213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/S93y5jDI6VI/AAAAAAAAEQE/BF4jwHQNSNM/s72-c/IMG_6879.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369943522676200425.post-7123448677972085959</id><published>2010-05-01T13:44:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T14:03:12.702-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nap of the Day, 5/1/2010</title><content type='html'>Didn't run today, dear reader.  Didn't even walk.  The reason, however, is not what you suspect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night Logan had attacks of what sounded for all the world like whooping cough. It wasn't--it was just snot running into the back of his throat, and making him miserable. Prevention entails him sleeping essentially upright, which requires one of us to hold him. So I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Problem is, I can't sleep while holding him in that position. During the night, I got perhaps 3 hours of sleep, until my wonderful wife came at 4:30 (?) and let me sleep until 8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Typically I don't need much sleep, but that's a bit excessive.  Way excessive, after a 3 hour run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a separate topic, I am completely blasted still from that run. No reason it should have taken that long. And my lower legs are really hurting, telling me that I lost the form I had two days ago that helped me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition, I am again cursing the running shoe gods.  I currently run in this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q30pE7jGQZQ/S9x6HHc3QQI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/yBszyHF0gco/s1600/Mizuno+wave+Ronin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q30pE7jGQZQ/S9x6HHc3QQI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/yBszyHF0gco/s400/Mizuno+wave+Ronin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466378310398722306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mizuno Wave Ronin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which is essentially a racing flat.  I have been looking for a good flat shoe (ie, forefoot to heel height difference of zero) but such does not exist.  Problem being, I have very wide feet, and now I think I have a bone bruise on my left foot as this shoe is too narrow on that foot, too roomy on the right.  Annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may have to go to REI or something similar and just buy a really ugly, really wide shoe.  I always say fit comes first, but occasionally I'll push the point for looks.  Now I am nursing some very sore legs and swear on a stack of Bibles that I'll never do that again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy (although slightly grumpy) running!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3369943522676200425-7123448677972085959?l=txdeshazers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/feeds/7123448677972085959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3369943522676200425&amp;postID=7123448677972085959' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/7123448677972085959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/7123448677972085959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/2010/05/nap-of-day-512010.html' title='Nap of the Day, 5/1/2010'/><author><name>Grouch, MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10223794580842414136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q30pE7jGQZQ/S9x6HHc3QQI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/yBszyHF0gco/s72-c/Mizuno+wave+Ronin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369943522676200425.post-7138239389346315069</id><published>2010-04-30T13:00:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T13:09:57.889-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ROTD 4/30/2010--long and tough</title><content type='html'>Today, dear reader, is a mystery to me. The Bermuda triangle of running. I ran the route below, which is just 2.8 miles longer than my previous long run. Those took 1:30 or so, this took nearly 3 hours. Obviously I was going slower, but it did not feel much slower. Strange. And really tough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q30pE7jGQZQ/S9sbikNtdzI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/V_VY-LlKfpw/s1600/ROTD+4_30_2010_12.8+miles.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 338px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q30pE7jGQZQ/S9sbikNtdzI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/V_VY-LlKfpw/s400/ROTD+4_30_2010_12.8+miles.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465992853394913074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I can feel it now in my feet and legs.  Seems I lost the focus on impact just behind my center of gravity.  I actually lost focus on nearly everything, just trying to fit in a 3 hour run.  Don't know why it was so hard.  I did finish, however.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think tomorrow will be a nice, easy, short jog.  Say, 6 miles or so.  Need the recovery. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Projected weekly summary:&lt;br /&gt;Monday: 8.9 miles&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday: 9.8 miles&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday: 7.9 miles of hill repeats&lt;br /&gt;Thursday:9.2 miles&lt;br /&gt;Friday: 12.8&lt;br /&gt;Saturday (projected): 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total: 54.6 miles this week.  This promises to be the only week I can put in these kinds of miles, as Medicine Wards start next week, and I start on call.  It will be ugly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Running!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3369943522676200425-7138239389346315069?l=txdeshazers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/feeds/7138239389346315069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3369943522676200425&amp;postID=7138239389346315069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/7138239389346315069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/7138239389346315069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/2010/04/rotd-4302010-long-and-tough.html' title='ROTD 4/30/2010--long and tough'/><author><name>Grouch, MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10223794580842414136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q30pE7jGQZQ/S9sbikNtdzI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/V_VY-LlKfpw/s72-c/ROTD+4_30_2010_12.8+miles.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369943522676200425.post-1330824289427368796</id><published>2010-04-29T14:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T14:12:24.732-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Zoo!!</title><content type='html'>This is Logan's last month of pre-school for the year, so we are doing a few field trips and field day - fun end-of-the-year stuff. &amp;nbsp;Today we took the kids to the zoo in Waco. &amp;nbsp;Super fun!! &amp;nbsp;It's been quite a while since we'd been, and Myra never had. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/S9nYo79rUAI/AAAAAAAAEPs/hnk_FJ_XBO0/s1600/IMG_6868.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/S9nYo79rUAI/AAAAAAAAEPs/hnk_FJ_XBO0/s320/IMG_6868.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here is most of his class. &amp;nbsp;We missed Anna, as her baby sister was ill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/S9nX6bVvrZI/AAAAAAAAEOk/tNVQf0U_VZg/s1600/IMG_6839.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/S9nX6bVvrZI/AAAAAAAAEOk/tNVQf0U_VZg/s320/IMG_6839.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The kids were transfixed by the komodo dragon! &amp;nbsp;I think it sort of freaked Myra out. &amp;nbsp;I've never seen one this active!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/S9nYEw6TkWI/AAAAAAAAEO0/1iYiT1Ow3wQ/s1600/IMG_6844.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/S9nYEw6TkWI/AAAAAAAAEO0/1iYiT1Ow3wQ/s320/IMG_6844.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;After the reptiles, there was this cool Asian-ish themed play area. &amp;nbsp;These plates are chimes that ring when the kids jumped on them. &amp;nbsp;So cool!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/S9nYAUYkJJI/AAAAAAAAEOs/aFF3knBcmTo/s1600/IMG_6842.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/S9nYAUYkJJI/AAAAAAAAEOs/aFF3knBcmTo/s320/IMG_6842.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Logan "rode" a pony,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/S9nYKEaaGKI/AAAAAAAAEO8/hOPXIdVFfrg/s1600/IMG_6847.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/S9nYKEaaGKI/AAAAAAAAEO8/hOPXIdVFfrg/s320/IMG_6847.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;and practiced his rope swinging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/S9nYQUvmL4I/AAAAAAAAEPE/3DhHDeJJQgc/s1600/IMG_6852.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/S9nYQUvmL4I/AAAAAAAAEPE/3DhHDeJJQgc/s320/IMG_6852.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The lion was unimpressed...&lt;br /&gt;We wandered around looking at all the cool animals (and making appropriate animal noises - so funny!!), then broke for lunch at the park in the zoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/S9nYTYYk0bI/AAAAAAAAEPM/3Q1RU7l5dg0/s1600/IMG_6858.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/S9nYTYYk0bI/AAAAAAAAEPM/3Q1RU7l5dg0/s320/IMG_6858.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Myra liked climbing in the snake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/S9nYcyL7ktI/AAAAAAAAEPc/hvGw1F0efh4/s1600/IMG_6863.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/S9nYcyL7ktI/AAAAAAAAEPc/hvGw1F0efh4/s320/IMG_6863.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Logan liked climbing ON the snake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/S9nYi4lQjuI/AAAAAAAAEPk/wAHv9RQT54Y/s1600/IMG_6865.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/S9nYi4lQjuI/AAAAAAAAEPk/wAHv9RQT54Y/s320/IMG_6865.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;and the balance beam. &amp;nbsp;That gymnastics stuff is really sinking in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/S9nYZyEjFsI/AAAAAAAAEPU/vhj7VVSBh5M/s1600/IMG_6862.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/S9nYZyEjFsI/AAAAAAAAEPU/vhj7VVSBh5M/s320/IMG_6862.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We had a great time! &amp;nbsp;Both kids crashed out in the car on the way home. &amp;nbsp;They needed the sleep after a busy day at the zoo!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3369943522676200425-1330824289427368796?l=txdeshazers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/feeds/1330824289427368796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3369943522676200425&amp;postID=1330824289427368796' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/1330824289427368796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/1330824289427368796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/2010/04/zoo.html' title='The Zoo!!'/><author><name>KID, MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16317731987862366557</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/_9SV8cile7n8/SjY9oOpAYSI/AAAAAAAABm0/BRKI3TBC0lg/S220/IMG_3213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/S9nYo79rUAI/AAAAAAAAEPs/hnk_FJ_XBO0/s72-c/IMG_6868.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369943522676200425.post-3869344336776045651</id><published>2010-04-29T10:49:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T11:16:10.742-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ROTD 4/29/2010--exploration, nice places</title><content type='html'>Dear reader, today continues the search for the perfect run. Long, some hills, few cars, nice views. I think it's coming together.  The neighboorhood just north of Midway is surprisingly nice: large, older homes, great trees, immaculate yards. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q30pE7jGQZQ/S9muyn4010I/AAAAAAAAAJs/9ddZhaRWZIA/s1600/ROTD+4_29_2010_upper+half.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465591807514826562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 224px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q30pE7jGQZQ/S9muyn4010I/AAAAAAAAAJs/9ddZhaRWZIA/s400/ROTD+4_29_2010_upper+half.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am proposing the following run for tomorrow. It's only 2.8 miles longer than my current runs, so it shouldn't be too much of a bump. That will be my long run for the week; Saturday we are taking the kids to the &lt;a href="http://centraltexasairshow.com/"&gt;airshow&lt;/a&gt;, and I don't want to be blasted for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q30pE7jGQZQ/S9muZL-fkOI/AAAAAAAAAJk/delLxGqNEeA/s1600/ROTD+4_30_2010+proposed.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465591370525675746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 258px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q30pE7jGQZQ/S9muZL-fkOI/AAAAAAAAAJk/delLxGqNEeA/s400/ROTD+4_30_2010+proposed.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll have to take something more than the amount of water I currently carry; one bottle will be insufficient.  I also have no time goals--I don't want a focus on time to distract me from pain-free running.  Yesterday my plantar fascia acted up.  Today (knock on wood) I haven't had much, if any, problems. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There were only a few parts in today's 9.2 miles where I felt that my form came apart.  I am still in the stage where it's ok to stop and take a breather and reset--not the win-at-all-costs go-go-go mentality that dominated my triathlon years.  I like my current mindset better. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Running!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3369943522676200425-3869344336776045651?l=txdeshazers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/feeds/3869344336776045651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3369943522676200425&amp;postID=3869344336776045651' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/3869344336776045651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/3869344336776045651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/2010/04/rotd-4292010-exploration-nice-places.html' title='ROTD 4/29/2010--exploration, nice places'/><author><name>Grouch, MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10223794580842414136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q30pE7jGQZQ/S9muyn4010I/AAAAAAAAAJs/9ddZhaRWZIA/s72-c/ROTD+4_29_2010_upper+half.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369943522676200425.post-5371000028800783519</id><published>2010-04-28T08:58:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T14:29:36.819-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ROTD 4/28/2010--Hill repeats and vampire bites</title><content type='html'>Today, dear reader, was a rather difficult workout: hill repeats. One I probably won't repeat soon, as it really bothers my left foot. But I digress. Map/elevation below (click to enlarge, full details &lt;a href="http://www.gmap-pedometer.com/?r=3681667"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q30pE7jGQZQ/S9hBqn4XAAI/AAAAAAAAAJc/ukV1A_7gmpE/s1600/ROTD+4_28_2010_hill_elevation_map.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465190348329779202" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q30pE7jGQZQ/S9hBqn4XAAI/AAAAAAAAAJc/ukV1A_7gmpE/s400/ROTD+4_28_2010_hill_elevation_map.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 80px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q30pE7jGQZQ/S9g_XCydUhI/AAAAAAAAAI8/YAX2CLt8uqU/s1600/ROTD+4_28_2010_hill+repeats_x4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465187812932145682" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q30pE7jGQZQ/S9g_XCydUhI/AAAAAAAAAI8/YAX2CLt8uqU/s400/ROTD+4_28_2010_hill+repeats_x4.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 210px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The loop at the park is almost exactly 1 mile, and it is fairly steep to my eyes. However, it only represents 118 feet of elevation gain, packed into 0.4 miles, an average of 295 feet of gain per mile--which ain't much. Feels like it, though. I was able to do the loops in about 11 minutes, which is just a minute off my normal pace, so it wasn't too bad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HOWEVER, this really killed my left foot. I have a chronic case of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Plantar_fasciitis"&gt;plantar fascitis&lt;/a&gt;, which is the vampire bite of running--it never really seems to go away, and it can be so painful you can't really walk. Today really flared it. So I won't be doing hill repeats for a while, as this injury is what kept me from running for &lt;em&gt;2 years&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The ChiRunning website has some &lt;a href="http://www.chirunning.com/shop/pages.php?tab=r&amp;amp;pageid=18&amp;amp;id=352"&gt;tips&lt;/a&gt;, which I intend to incorporate. Can't let this running streak be broken by a silly injury. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Running!&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/3369943522676200425-5371000028800783519?l=txdeshazers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/feeds/5371000028800783519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3369943522676200425&amp;postID=5371000028800783519' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/5371000028800783519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/5371000028800783519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/2010/04/rotd-4282010-hill-repeats-and-vampire.html' title='ROTD 4/28/2010--Hill repeats and vampire bites'/><author><name>Grouch, MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10223794580842414136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q30pE7jGQZQ/S9hBqn4XAAI/AAAAAAAAAJc/ukV1A_7gmpE/s72-c/ROTD+4_28_2010_hill_elevation_map.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369943522676200425.post-3910453545110989481</id><published>2010-04-27T11:04:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T14:30:26.420-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ROTD 4/27/2010--use the Force</title><content type='html'>Today, dear reader, I ran a route familiar to me (full details &lt;a href="http://www.gmap-pedometer.com/?r=3679015"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;).  This route is almost exactly 10 miles long:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q30pE7jGQZQ/S9cMpCpoi_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/dNfFDUjLUG4/s1600/ROTD+4_27_2010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464850572063050738" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q30pE7jGQZQ/S9cMpCpoi_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/dNfFDUjLUG4/s400/ROTD+4_27_2010.JPG" style="display: block; height: 210px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I continue in my quest for a relaxing route to run, and am nearly there. However, today is not the day for exploration with its inherent uncertainties about duration of run or time of arrival--as I had to go to work today. Bleh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are two forces in play when running.  The first is gravity, which of course pulls your center of gravity straight downwards.  The second is the force of the road pushing up against you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q30pE7jGQZQ/S9eE3Q6QVRI/AAAAAAAAAI0/X81qmp3ELrg/s1600/yoda.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464982757804365074" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q30pE7jGQZQ/S9eE3Q6QVRI/AAAAAAAAAI0/X81qmp3ELrg/s320/yoda.jpeg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 320px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 253px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Force of gravity is of course what we all have to overcome to stand upright.  However, this force can also be used to propel you.  If you hold an erect posture, and engage in a slight forward lean, then the difference between your center of gravity and the site of foot impact translates into a forward propulsion--that is, you are falling.  Properly harnessed, this results in free forward motion, with no muscular energy expended at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q30pE7jGQZQ/S9eEba8sNGI/AAAAAAAAAIs/A6sZ-JDDDMg/s1600/DarthMaul.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464982279462597730" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q30pE7jGQZQ/S9eEba8sNGI/AAAAAAAAAIs/A6sZ-JDDDMg/s320/DarthMaul.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 290px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The force of the road is rarely helpful, and in fact can be quite damaging.  This is the force that produces injuries if your technique is not sufficient to learn how to cooperate with the force of the road coming at you.  This is primarily done by ensuring that the foot lands at least underneath, and preferably behind, your center of gravity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proper running form requires that your feet strike the ground behind you.  This is more difficult than it sounds, as your body rightfully interprets this as a fall and bends you in such a way as to avoid it.  I was able to do this today as well, and I can tell an enormous difference today vs yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Running!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3369943522676200425-3910453545110989481?l=txdeshazers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/feeds/3910453545110989481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3369943522676200425&amp;postID=3910453545110989481' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/3910453545110989481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/3910453545110989481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/2010/04/rotd-4272010-obey-law.html' title='ROTD 4/27/2010--use the Force'/><author><name>Grouch, MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10223794580842414136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q30pE7jGQZQ/S9cMpCpoi_I/AAAAAAAAAIk/dNfFDUjLUG4/s72-c/ROTD+4_27_2010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369943522676200425.post-3546197619540378588</id><published>2010-04-26T11:18:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T11:49:38.061-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ROTD 4/26/2010--Return to Exploration</title><content type='html'>One of the niftiest things about running, dear reader, is the chance to explore.  I don't live in an area much amenable to true exploration, as I suspect every nook and cranny of Temple, Tx is well known.  However, it's fun to try out new routes.  (click to enlarge, full details &lt;a href="http://www.gmap-pedometer.com/?r=3675630"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;).  This run took almost exactly 90 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q30pE7jGQZQ/S9W98AAo4SI/AAAAAAAAAIE/bONZd4SdR-s/s1600/ROTD+4_26_2010_Midway+route.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q30pE7jGQZQ/S9W98AAo4SI/AAAAAAAAAIE/bONZd4SdR-s/s400/ROTD+4_26_2010_Midway+route.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464482561376444706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Admittedly, it's not running the Salt Lake Basin.  One of the reasons I applied there for fellowship is because the mountains are my "cantante" (singers, for all of you who have not applied yourself to the Twilight saga).  Please compare the pic of the Lake Mary trail in the Wasatch Mountains below to the route above (photo by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/toddkeith/"&gt;Todd Keith&lt;/a&gt;) and it becomes immediately clear why I would prefer to run someplace else:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q30pE7jGQZQ/S9XBa2AEUKI/AAAAAAAAAIc/BlOTLMjIwfY/s1600/Wasatch+Mountains+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q30pE7jGQZQ/S9XBa2AEUKI/AAAAAAAAAIc/BlOTLMjIwfY/s400/Wasatch+Mountains+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464486389800521890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But beggars and choosers, and whatnot.  I am looking for a good long run, with decent shoulders and a nice, flatish surface (alternatively, traffic low enough that I can run in the middle of the road).  Miles 1-5 of the above route were great, but Midway Road (miles 5-7 above) would &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; represent what I am looking for.  There are too many spots where the sides are either too tilted, or covered in brush and I have to run in a car lane (with heavy traffic). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That said, I did manage to run today with minimal effort.  Seems that the time I spent with &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Running-Whole-Body-30-Day-Program/dp/1556432267"&gt;Heggie's book&lt;/a&gt; did wonders for how well I can perceive what I am doing.  I have gone a long way to fixing my right leg's alignment problems.  Today's 9 miles felt relatively good, and I clearly could have gone another 4 or 5 miles without problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy running!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3369943522676200425-3546197619540378588?l=txdeshazers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/feeds/3546197619540378588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3369943522676200425&amp;postID=3546197619540378588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/3546197619540378588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/3546197619540378588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/2010/04/rotd-4262010-return-to-exploration.html' title='ROTD 4/26/2010--Return to Exploration'/><author><name>Grouch, MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10223794580842414136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q30pE7jGQZQ/S9W98AAo4SI/AAAAAAAAAIE/bONZd4SdR-s/s72-c/ROTD+4_26_2010_Midway+route.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369943522676200425.post-7372234749050131983</id><published>2010-04-25T18:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T18:24:58.517-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry, no running.</title><content type='html'>Because I don't. &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://katiekadiddlehopper.blogspot.com/"&gt;I sew.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I do have cute kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/S9TO6-qoEyI/AAAAAAAAENI/wa--V2QLw7o/s1600/IMG_6816.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/S9TO6-qoEyI/AAAAAAAAENI/wa--V2QLw7o/s320/IMG_6816.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;who actually play together. &amp;nbsp;Nicely even. &amp;nbsp;It was a good day...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3369943522676200425-7372234749050131983?l=txdeshazers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/feeds/7372234749050131983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3369943522676200425&amp;postID=7372234749050131983' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/7372234749050131983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/7372234749050131983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/2010/04/sorry-no-running.html' title='Sorry, no running.'/><author><name>KID, MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16317731987862366557</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/_9SV8cile7n8/SjY9oOpAYSI/AAAAAAAABm0/BRKI3TBC0lg/S220/IMG_3213.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9SV8cile7n8/S9TO6-qoEyI/AAAAAAAAENI/wa--V2QLw7o/s72-c/IMG_6816.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369943522676200425.post-5018150903656682843</id><published>2010-04-24T12:06:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T12:40:39.293-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ROTD 4/24/2010 and cravings</title><content type='html'>Today, dear reader, I actually ran.  Not nearly what I wanted to, but something like this (click to enlarge):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q30pE7jGQZQ/S9MmeRZABlI/AAAAAAAAAHs/YDU5GS4P4LE/s1600/ROTD+4_24_2010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 353px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q30pE7jGQZQ/S9MmeRZABlI/AAAAAAAAAHs/YDU5GS4P4LE/s400/ROTD+4_24_2010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463753074436736594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Full details &lt;a href="http://www.gmap-pedometer.com/?r=3669858"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also had to sneak it around a thunderstorm or two this morning.  Real heavy rain, but just for 30-45 minutes or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The focus today was on keeping my vertical alignment properly engaged, which is not as easy as it sounds.  For further details of why this is important, please see the &lt;a href="http://echifitness.com/chirunningsimplified.html"&gt;simplified running video&lt;/a&gt; (and a thanks to reader David, who directed me thusly).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also must mention the cravings of the last 48 hours or so.  Long time readers (here, about 2 weeks) know that I am interested in addiction neurobiology (see &lt;a href="http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/2010/04/junkies-and-overeating-part-1.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/2010/04/junkies-and-overeating-part-2.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;) and specifically the addiction of food.  Mostly because I am addicted to food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi, My name is Mitch, and I'm a junkie. I'm quite serious about this.  Most people look at me and laugh.  I have never found it funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two days ago Katie baked a small batch of these:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q30pE7jGQZQ/S9MomQI-VUI/AAAAAAAAAH0/5WqzOR9xC_g/s1600/peanut-butter-cookies-unbaked.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q30pE7jGQZQ/S9MomQI-VUI/AAAAAAAAAH0/5WqzOR9xC_g/s400/peanut-butter-cookies-unbaked.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463755410563290434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No picture can capture just how yummie Katie's cookies are. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was having a bad day--feeling worn out, hadn't run that morning, everything hurting, kids didn't let us sleep.  All of these weaken my already low resistance.  I gave myself permission to "just have 1 or 2".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To an addict, or anyone with any compulsive behavior, there &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;is no such thing as "just 1 or 2."&lt;/span&gt;  You have let your guard down, and until you manage to reset, you are firmly in the grip of your compulsion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what my compulsive self has me do when I lose control:   I ate 3 cookies worth of uncooked dough.  Then I had 7 or 8 cookies that night.  I then had 5 slices of bread with peanut butter and lots of honey, two bowls of Fruit Loops, and some of the kid's candy.  The next morning I was still craving hyper-palatable foods and ate another bowl of Fruit Loops, 4 more cookies, 4 more slices of bread with peanut butter and honey, 2 more with butter and honey, two large pieces of cheese, the remains of all the pasta in the fridge, 1 package of lunch meat, a chocolate brownie Cliff bar, and then when we went out that night, two large scoops of ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felt a bit like these guys:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q30pE7jGQZQ/S9MrjXIO8WI/AAAAAAAAAH8/-3TW08FskX8/s1600/fat-kits-eating-mcdonalds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q30pE7jGQZQ/S9MrjXIO8WI/AAAAAAAAAH8/-3TW08FskX8/s400/fat-kits-eating-mcdonalds.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463758659434508642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There might have been more.  I lose count because once this takes hold,  I eat without realizing it, and only in retrospect grasp how much has gone down the pie hole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately, I did run today.  Oddly enough, running is what resets my cravings back to something approaching normal.  Today (as of 1 pm) I have had:  one Cliff bar, 1 salad with chicken, and a banana.  Very different than the above, don't you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running for me is more than just a way to let stress out, fight bad moods, get in shape, and spend some time in nature.  It resets my cravings, and helps me be human. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy (and healthy) running!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3369943522676200425-5018150903656682843?l=txdeshazers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/feeds/5018150903656682843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3369943522676200425&amp;postID=5018150903656682843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/5018150903656682843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3369943522676200425/posts/default/5018150903656682843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://txdeshazers.blogspot.com/2010/04/rotd-4242010-and-cravings.html' title='ROTD 4/24/2010 and cravings'/><author><name>Grouch, MD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10223794580842414136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q30pE7jGQZQ/S9MmeRZABlI/AAAAAAAAAHs/YDU5GS4P4LE/s72-c/ROTD+4_24_2010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
