<?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-5277705187669023077</id><updated>2012-01-13T00:16:33.549-05:00</updated><category term='July 2008'/><category term='January 2009'/><category term='2008 Presidential Election'/><category term='09 months'/><category term='10 months'/><category term='the fours'/><category term='20 months'/><category term='vacations'/><category term='three'/><category term='April 2009'/><category term='milstones'/><category term='June 2008'/><category term='milestones'/><category term='March 2010'/><category term='11 months'/><category term='14 months'/><category term='15 months'/><category term='February 2010'/><category term='08 months'/><category term='September 2009'/><category term='January 2010'/><category term='February 2009'/><category term='13 months'/><category term='medical'/><category term='16 months'/><category term='December 2008'/><category term='22 months'/><category term='the fives'/><category term='21 months'/><category term='the threes'/><category term='August 2008'/><category term='March 2009'/><category term='12 months'/><category term='23 months'/><category term='17 months'/><category term='18 months'/><category term='the twos'/><category term='October 2008'/><category term='Vietnam adoption'/><category term='June 2009'/><category term='19 months'/><category term='Father&apos;s Day'/><category term='September 2010'/><category term='September 2008'/><title type='text'>Journeys with Cameron &amp; Connor</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cameronnconnor.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5277705187669023077/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cameronnconnor.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5277705187669023077/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09011646463649223855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SMcn0q3GhPI/AAAAAAAAA4E/Vq41lsMKAG0/S220/IMG_1112v2.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>137</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5277705187669023077.post-1401242690109607303</id><published>2011-06-08T17:54:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T13:02:28.732-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the fives'/><title type='text'>Moving Up Ceremony</title><content type='html'>The boys graduated from pre-kindergarten today.  They'd been working on the performance for weeks and it was completely adorable!  Here's a little clip from it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Lpa3C1gmybQ" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their report cards indicated that they have both mastered all expected skills and exceeded a great many of them.  I'm so proud of my little guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;
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Following are just a few excerpts of life in our home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys got a new cousin on January 7, 2010 - Ava Jasmine Ramos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/S7d2yMIPgWI/AAAAAAAABfw/SqJ5s1RJWmA/s1600/IMG_0265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/S7d2yMIPgWI/AAAAAAAABfw/SqJ5s1RJWmA/s320/IMG_0265.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455960078203978082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here they are fussing over the latest edition January 16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/S7d3QlijMiI/AAAAAAAABf4/EzMKt3nlBtU/s1600/IMG_0281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/S7d3QlijMiI/AAAAAAAABf4/EzMKt3nlBtU/s320/IMG_0281.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455960600421282338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a little video of my entertainment at dinner.  All my guys love making up stories!  They crack me up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IjY3kAibubk&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;border=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/IjY3kAibubk&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To celebrate Tet, we went to the Tet Festival with Nana &amp; Cam (not pictured).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/S7d4ES1cFLI/AAAAAAAABgA/OH3zbYOSDLo/s1600/IMG_0319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/S7d4ES1cFLI/AAAAAAAABgA/OH3zbYOSDLo/s320/IMG_0319.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455961488753431730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My camera just couldn't capture the cool dragon dance but this was the stage scene:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/S7d4kBEMMfI/AAAAAAAABgI/rD-W_ZDj2u8/s1600/IMG_0318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/S7d4kBEMMfI/AAAAAAAABgI/rD-W_ZDj2u8/s320/IMG_0318.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455962033739280882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The shows went through the boys' naptime so they got pretty sleepy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/S7d4xQlmE5I/AAAAAAAABgQ/nwJk0PFhtHQ/s1600/IMG_0325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/S7d4xQlmE5I/AAAAAAAABgQ/nwJk0PFhtHQ/s320/IMG_0325.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455962261244220306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys started a new school close to home rather than by my work.  These are the pictures from their last day at Pinocchio's:&lt;br /&gt;With the 3-year-old teacher, Ms. Marilyn:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/S7d7o4p6w3I/AAAAAAAABgw/Hf4MWjEXdKQ/s1600/IMG_0334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/S7d7o4p6w3I/AAAAAAAABgw/Hf4MWjEXdKQ/s320/IMG_0334.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455965415915832178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Ms. Naty whom I can never repay for potty training my guys in about 2 days (day time only):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/S7eIYy4iXqI/AAAAAAAABg4/VWtisaS6Mt8/s1600/IMG_0335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/S7eIYy4iXqI/AAAAAAAABg4/VWtisaS6Mt8/s320/IMG_0335.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455979433139789474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with their all-time favorite,  Ms. Delsa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/S7eIzzVHbbI/AAAAAAAABhA/VI3E6om_TCk/s1600/IMG_0342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/S7eIzzVHbbI/AAAAAAAABhA/VI3E6om_TCk/s320/IMG_0342.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455979897116126642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had family in town mid-month which was so much fun!  Here are Uncle Jon and Aunt Kim with the boys on Valentine's Day/Jon's B-day at the Sponge Docks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/S7d5Fe98DaI/AAAAAAAABgY/jCGN86LTeqY/s1600/IMG_0376.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/S7d5Fe98DaI/AAAAAAAABgY/jCGN86LTeqY/s320/IMG_0376.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455962608701803938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Connor &amp; Daddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/S7d5Y4UmbLI/AAAAAAAABgg/7DZwWHIr2j0/s1600/IMG_0379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/S7d5Y4UmbLI/AAAAAAAABgg/7DZwWHIr2j0/s320/IMG_0379.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455962941925256370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The three muskateers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/S7d5s8EnNlI/AAAAAAAABgo/S4s2cdnmfu0/s1600/IMG_0383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/S7d5s8EnNlI/AAAAAAAABgo/S4s2cdnmfu0/s320/IMG_0383.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455963286529324626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is so typical of the kids right now - dress up, dancing, karoyoke, taking care of baby Ava.  Classic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BCWmCT8Bdlk&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;border=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/BCWmCT8Bdlk&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys love to dress up.  Here they are as dinosaurs February 28:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/S7eKW8H1iBI/AAAAAAAABhI/asRLzdxPuuA/s1600/IMG_0464.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/S7eKW8H1iBI/AAAAAAAABhI/asRLzdxPuuA/s320/IMG_0464.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455981600283396114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Witch Super Man with a Connor Pirate March 7:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/S7eKxRCQm0I/AAAAAAAABhQ/BXqwQSsIvXk/s1600/IMG_0469.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/S7eKxRCQm0I/AAAAAAAABhQ/BXqwQSsIvXk/s320/IMG_0469.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455982052573748034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firefighter Kaylie with Princess Cameron March 27:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/S8DNPTbQOsI/AAAAAAAABiI/YdSdSTeil2o/s1600/2010-03-27+Kaylie+Cam+dressed+up%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/S8DNPTbQOsI/AAAAAAAABiI/YdSdSTeil2o/s320/2010-03-27+Kaylie+Cam+dressed+up%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458588411169356482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cousins at the zoo March 13.  They love these chairs for some reason. Cameron being his dramatic self:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/S7eLJ6MMvcI/AAAAAAAABhY/FWBbEsV3-3g/s1600/IMG_0510.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/S7eLJ6MMvcI/AAAAAAAABhY/FWBbEsV3-3g/s320/IMG_0510.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455982475938151874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Connor being silly:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/S7eLZfLXcNI/AAAAAAAABhg/eQKZMNcDv_U/s1600/IMG_0511.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/S7eLZfLXcNI/AAAAAAAABhg/eQKZMNcDv_U/s320/IMG_0511.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455982743564808402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaylie and her dimples:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/S7eLqwoTOII/AAAAAAAABho/2mCXSJWycpM/s1600/IMG_0512.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/S7eLqwoTOII/AAAAAAAABho/2mCXSJWycpM/s320/IMG_0512.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455983040307345538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's an example of the boys' non-stop movement.  Waiting in line?  Why not rock climb?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/S7eL2DpS2jI/AAAAAAAABhw/m5c929RgNnE/s1600/IMG_0500.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/S7eL2DpS2jI/AAAAAAAABhw/m5c929RgNnE/s320/IMG_0500.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455983234390350386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here the boys just before taking the ice for the first time, March 14.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/S7eMKjiZSXI/AAAAAAAABh4/g5HQpEajfjk/s1600/IMG_0522.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/S7eMKjiZSXI/AAAAAAAABh4/g5HQpEajfjk/s320/IMG_0522.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455983586548730226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a blast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/S7eMUIVW01I/AAAAAAAABiA/YZE_QW-Smnw/s1600/IMG_0523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/S7eMUIVW01I/AAAAAAAABiA/YZE_QW-Smnw/s320/IMG_0523.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455983751044977490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And some cuddles over breakfast March 28:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/S8DNg7x3SrI/AAAAAAAABiQ/RsrIOUGnZnQ/s1600/IMG_0594.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/S8DNg7x3SrI/AAAAAAAABiQ/RsrIOUGnZnQ/s320/IMG_0594.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458588714059385522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's all for now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;
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Apparantly Dude is 4 and has celebrated his birtday over and over the last couple of weeks.  While this figment of imagination is Connor's, Cameron totally wants in on it and will ask Connor when Dude's party is and gets into the storytelling about the party with Connor.  So funny! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cameron loves, loves, loves the dress up in the outfits he got for Christmas.  His favorites are his "beautiful dress" (it's a fairly plain black dress with purple trim but, for Cameron, all dresses are beautiful dresses) and the Superman outfit they got from Titi.  He's such a drama guy - loves dressing and then playing the part.  It's really interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, we went to the train park with Titi and Kaylie.  Jackie is due to deliver Ava any day now but we had no problem getting her onto the train (which doesn't allow pregnant women to ride).  It's due to the incredibly cold weater we Floridian's are suffering (yesterday's high was only 57 - yes, we are COMPLETE wimps and SO thankful for it!) and Jackie was wearing a winter coat (these are completely concealing in comparison to our normal t-shirts).  No one even questioned her.  She is all baby and looks great!  Anyway, after our obligatory train ride, we went to the playground.  Cameron stunned me!  He actually crossed about 4 monkey bars on his own - he took both hands to each bar but swung to the next bar, completely unassisted until he got to the other side of the structure at which time I grabbed him, so excited!  A little monkey just like his mom!  :o)  Let's hope he doesn't get any crazy ideas and break an arm in a couple of years thinking he can do it ONE-handed!  Yeah, I'm a total brain child, I know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, I experienced some sweet nostalgia.  The boys were in my room while I was folding laundry and started to coordinate their make-believe scenario.  They debated a while on who should be the mom and who should be the baby and then went about making believe that Cameron was the baby and Connor, the mommy, was trying to put him to bed.  I totally remember playing "house" at school when I was about 4.  It was so funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom pointed out tonight after talking with Connor on the phone that he seems to have conquered his stutter.  How did I miss that?  When I think about it, it must have been weeks since I've last heard Connor stutter but it took her talking with him tonight to point out that he was very measured with his words, speaking slower but clearly.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys are so... hmmm... changing all the time.  But, I just don't have time to post their... ummmm... escapades often.  Earlier this week, I had terrible frights - Friday they found my gum and decided, new day, new year, why not?  I believe one swollowed, one spit - at least I hope since I haven't found the sticky wads yet. Yesterday with no gum left in my purse, while I was taking a shower, they decided to try out the OTC and serious painkillers in my purse.  According to their coorborated accounts, Cameron was the "taster" who spit out the Pepto chewable, Advil (orange) and Tylenold extra strendth (red) located in my purse.  I really, really hope the allotted punishment was sufficient.  That was actually scary!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;
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Finally they got to celebrate, celebrate, celebrate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, they enjoyed a little school birthday party complete with ice cream cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/Sk1xHSITLMI/AAAAAAAABaM/5eDR6KkZzBw/s1600-h/IMG_2160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/Sk1xHSITLMI/AAAAAAAABaM/5eDR6KkZzBw/s320/IMG_2160.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354059901953060034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/Sk1xe0DHkhI/AAAAAAAABaU/i3RjzwNst5I/s1600-h/IMG_2161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/Sk1xe0DHkhI/AAAAAAAABaU/i3RjzwNst5I/s320/IMG_2161.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354060306195124754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the class picture where they are all saying THREE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/Sk4Jyx4Cl-I/AAAAAAAABbE/VXeSFPF_X-I/s1600-h/IMG_2167+class+party.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 207px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/Sk4Jyx4Cl-I/AAAAAAAABbE/VXeSFPF_X-I/s320/IMG_2167+class+party.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354227774976595938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we stopped by to see Nana &amp; Grandpa Warren for some hugs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/Sk1yD4-oF4I/AAAAAAAABak/9ZUaSGwnxPM/s1600-h/IMG_2169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/Sk1yD4-oF4I/AAAAAAAABak/9ZUaSGwnxPM/s320/IMG_2169.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354060943173621634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and kisses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/Sk1ySSLsOFI/AAAAAAAABas/QufKlODHe4Q/s1600-h/IMG_2171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/Sk1ySSLsOFI/AAAAAAAABas/QufKlODHe4Q/s320/IMG_2171.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354061190457473106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got home, Granny and Nana &amp; Grandpa Starkey were waiting to wish the birthday boys a very happy birthday too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/Sk4Htqnj62I/AAAAAAAABa0/rGmAsHfhCLw/s1600-h/IMG_2177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/Sk4Htqnj62I/AAAAAAAABa0/rGmAsHfhCLw/s320/IMG_2177.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354225488105827170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The balloons and fishing poles were big hits&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/Sk4IK2lw1qI/AAAAAAAABa8/5Czt83R_uMY/s1600-h/IMG_2184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/Sk4IK2lw1qI/AAAAAAAABa8/5Czt83R_uMY/s320/IMG_2184.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354225989535717026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little birthday video&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/T3g0UwO6-CU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/T3g0UwO6-CU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then on Saturday they had their very happy birthday party at the train park.  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The cousins ended the night with a super fun bath together.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SliQyVaeFWI/AAAAAAAABbM/fc8X9QtT5Mk/s1600-h/IMG_2241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SliQyVaeFWI/AAAAAAAABbM/fc8X9QtT5Mk/s320/IMG_2241.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357190951173231970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SliREnJA9MI/AAAAAAAABbU/DehQOJ0-1p8/s1600-h/IMG_2242+Kaylie+all+smiles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SliREnJA9MI/AAAAAAAABbU/DehQOJ0-1p8/s320/IMG_2242+Kaylie+all+smiles.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357191265169503426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SliRMCGINyI/AAAAAAAABbc/u5PybPzCeX4/s1600-h/IMG_2243++Connor+laughing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SliRMCGINyI/AAAAAAAABbc/u5PybPzCeX4/s320/IMG_2243++Connor+laughing.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357191392664237858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What could be more fun?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;
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He has the same needs to clean, order and tidy things.  Mike often leaves drawers slightly ajar.  Of course, I need to shut them.  So does Connor.  He'll come into the kitchen in the morning after Mike's left for work and go through and shut all the drawers.  He also voluntarily empties all the little trashcans in the house into the main one in the kitchen.  He does this almost every morning.  If I have a can to recycle, he will actually get upset if I put it in the recycle bin myself because he wants to do that.  He loves to sweep and pulled out the mop the other morning.  The only time I've seen him sit to concentrate for very long is when he's stringing things.  Very orderely.  I can count on him to put things away in their correct place most of the time.  Connor is right-handed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cameron is more of a normal child.  He enjoys making a mess and isn't really pleased when asked to clean it up but will and knows it is expected of him.  He wants to do everything.  He can concentrate on a variety of tasks.  He loves to be around people, interacting and being the focus especially with people he's comfortable around.  He warms quickly to strangers though.  He's tried the garbage emptying and recycling routines but didn't find them very entertaining and is more than happy to let Connor have those fun jobs.  Cameron is left-handed but still uses his right at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures to illustrate their differences.  They were given stickers and crayons to decorate the picture.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture is Connor's.  He put exactly one sticker in the middle of each square, made a few lines of color and was done.  Perfection to my orderly boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SjP9WjYHc1I/AAAAAAAABX0/g_APB6-BFrw/s1600-h/IMG_1987+Connor%27s+page.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 244px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SjP9WjYHc1I/AAAAAAAABX0/g_APB6-BFrw/s320/IMG_1987+Connor%27s+page.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346895746514252626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This once is Cameron's.  "Let's put on as many stickers as I can and color some too.  Okay.  Done now!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SjQX5eIDjaI/AAAAAAAABX8/1EKXsP79kr4/s1600-h/IMG_1988+Cameron%27s+page.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SjQX5eIDjaI/AAAAAAAABX8/1EKXsP79kr4/s320/IMG_1988+Cameron%27s+page.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346924933702454690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cuties &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SjQZVT33DvI/AAAAAAAABYE/1SIgxA7mTvM/s1600-h/IMG_1998.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SjQZVT33DvI/AAAAAAAABYE/1SIgxA7mTvM/s320/IMG_1998.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346926511498137330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, they have mohawks.  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However, I thought I'd just post some of my favorite pictures from March.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before my work gala 3/7/09&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SnQpNZUiFwI/AAAAAAAABb8/XT3Ob4rYHXI/s1600-h/IMG_1921+before+the+gala.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 282px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SnQpNZUiFwI/AAAAAAAABb8/XT3Ob4rYHXI/s320/IMG_1921+before+the+gala.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364958366217148162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the train park 3/8/09 - Happy Birthday Nana!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SnQpiKkn4YI/AAAAAAAABcE/aB97FnANrB8/s1600-h/IMG_1925.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SnQpiKkn4YI/AAAAAAAABcE/aB97FnANrB8/s320/IMG_1925.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364958723035357570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At home 3/14/09:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SnQqMBqbwSI/AAAAAAAABcM/Ri5HUmZGxtI/s1600-h/IMG_1928.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SnQqMBqbwSI/AAAAAAAABcM/Ri5HUmZGxtI/s320/IMG_1928.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364959442198315298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SnQqjuup6kI/AAAAAAAABcU/Z9LdJkPnUQA/s1600-h/IMG_1932.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SnQqjuup6kI/AAAAAAAABcU/Z9LdJkPnUQA/s320/IMG_1932.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364959849432607298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cameron welcoming our new kitty, Marlin, to the family:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SnQq3sJAaWI/AAAAAAAABcc/s-z91OrRN3M/s1600-h/IMG_1934+hugs+for+Marlin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SnQq3sJAaWI/AAAAAAAABcc/s-z91OrRN3M/s320/IMG_1934+hugs+for+Marlin.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364960192335210850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marlin was the most mellow, cool cat the Friends of Strays had.  He really is a great addition to our family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SnQrDF8sgLI/AAAAAAAABck/eQHRBEmGYqQ/s1600-h/IMG_1937+Marlin+makes+a+great+pillow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SnQrDF8sgLI/AAAAAAAABck/eQHRBEmGYqQ/s320/IMG_1937+Marlin+makes+a+great+pillow.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364960388241457330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing at Titi's house 3/22/09:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SnQrza-7OrI/AAAAAAAABcs/t1czxy7Cjr4/s1600-h/IMG_1946.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SnQrza-7OrI/AAAAAAAABcs/t1czxy7Cjr4/s320/IMG_1946.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364961218521676466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SnQr-tCTPjI/AAAAAAAABc0/WkfAllNGNZc/s1600-h/IMG_1947+cousins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 223px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SnQr-tCTPjI/AAAAAAAABc0/WkfAllNGNZc/s320/IMG_1947+cousins.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364961412346232370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;
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Tears.  I was stunned.  With the car seat he can’t even get a hold of his penis.  What on earth is going on?!?!  So I jump out of the car and pull down his pants to see what’s wrong.  He’s so scared, wants me to be careful, don’t touch.  Poor guy.  The foreskin tip was a little red but I couldn’t see anything more.  He complained about it all night, even waking up once wanting to go to the bathroom on the potty.  We put Neosporin on it and when he got up in the morning and was still very upset with the pain, I called the doctor.  Tuesday morning we go to the doctor.  I explain to Cameron while we’re driving that Dr. Bhumi is going to have to look at his penis to see what’s wrong so she can give him the right medicine to make it better.  “Dr. Bhumi kiss it make it better?”  “No, Dr. Bhumi is not going to kiss your penis.  Dr. Bhumi is going to give us medicine to make your penis better. No one should put their mouth near your penis until you are a LOT older and ask them to.”  I’m pretty sure he didn’t get all of that but it’s never too soon to teach them their rights to their bodies, right?  Dr. Bhumi thinks it’s just a little infection the Neosporin should clear up.  If it doesn’t improve, move on up to the oral antibiotics and so on.  No worries as long as it’s not a recurring problem.  These things happen.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;We go to day care.  I explain the problem to their teacher and the owner and they tell me he needs to move out of the pull ups and into big kid pants.  Cameron was not very happy about this AT ALL and was insta-melting.  I think they worked on him all day because after school he was excited that we were going to the store to pick out some big kid pants.  We got MANY.  Connor even picked out a pack since he wanted to wear them too.  While we are walking through Target, Cameron, ever observant, notices the women’s underwear.  “Bra!  Bra for mommy!”  “Yes, those are bras.”  “Boobies!  Does daddy have boobies too?”  “Yes, Daddy has boobies too.”  What great conversations to have with two-year olds in public.  Gotta love it!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;We talked about wearing the big kid pants that night and they were very excited.  Wednesday morning they were excited picking out which big kid pants to wear.  So cute!  Well, the drive to daycare averages 45 minutes which is about as long as they can go without peeing so I wanted to put a diaper on under the big kid pants just for the ride there and then take it off before taking them into school.  That started Cameron into full on melt down.  He did not want to wear big kid pants at all and only wanted to wear the diaper.  Or at least that is what he told me.  I couldn’t get him to explain and sometimes he tells you the exact opposite of what he wants so it’s hard interpreting some days.  Wednesday was one of those days.  Connor was such a sweetie, so quiet.  Watching Mommy and Cameron melting down takes it out of him I think.  Cameron made it all day in his big kid pants with no accidents!  Connor had an accident, but was up for trying again Thursday.  Both boys came home in their big kid pants today.  I am so proud of my boys.  They are so proud of themselves too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;
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They boys are just getting so big.  They are definitely not babies at all any more.  They talk very well and will let you know what happened and what they want, no problem.  Their vocabularies are great.  They do not often not have a word at least not that I can tell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of Cameron's favorite things right now is to demonstrate what he's talking about and then follow it up with the phrase "just like that."  For example, today, at naptime, neither Cameron nor Connor were interested in going to sleep but they still need a daily nap.  Mom takes them on Sunday afternoons for a few hours and they know they will see Nana when they wake up.  So after about an hour of them jumping in their beds, laughing and playing (and after a few reminders from me that they couldn't see Nana until they took their nap), I got upset with them.  I asked Cameron if he wanted to see Nana and he said "No!" and started bouncing again.  I told him, in an angry voice, "That's it!  Lie down and go to sleep.  This is your quiet time and I don't want to here another peep from you."  I then picked up Cameron and laid him down.  I also laid Connor down and proceeded to leave.  Cameron started crying whining "tucka in" to which I replied "No.  I have already tucked you in 4 times.  You need to go to sleep" and walked out.  Cameron cried.  Very dramatic.  For about two minutes and then silence... for the next hour plus until the dog started barking and woke them up.  When I went in to get them, we talked a little about how they were missing out on playtime with Nana since they wouldn't go to sleep and how I had gotten upset.  Cameron then said he cried, immitated his cry (quite well) for a few seconds and then said "just like that."  He also does this to imitate the mixer, blender, dump truck, etc.  He's quite a good impressionist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Cameron is very animated, energetic and engaging with everyone, Connor is not one to run off in strange places unless he's running with Cameron.  Connor is thoughful, helpful and more subdued in his toddler antics.  When faced with new or uncomfortable situations, he just needs to hold my hand.  (Neither of them try too much to get me to pick them up anymore since I almost always tell them my back is broken and I can't.)  Connor's helpfulness and cleanliness are most intriguing to me.  Today, for example, just before the boys awoke from their naps, I had discovered a nice flour mess Jack had made for me when I wasn't looking for a minute, which led to bedtime for Jack, which resulted in much barking which woke up the boys.  After getting them out of bed, I told them Jack made a big mess and did they want to see.  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We attempted to go again one weekend earlier this month to pick out frames for Mike and I but the store was closed.  Now, whenever we go down that street, Connor points out the eye doctor.  They still talk about their dentist, Dr. Copeland whom they have met once and won't see again until next month.  They're little boys now.  They are amazing and I just adore them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;
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We had been talking about it for over a month - they were going to dress up like dinosaurs and go to people's houses. When the people answer their doors, say "Trick or Treat" and they will give you &lt;b&gt;candy&lt;/b&gt;. The boys have been so excited. Here they are trying on their outfits for the first time (9/18/08):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/31628637@N08/2993025846/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3181/2993015806_b9fb805b90.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/31628637@N08/2993025846/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3154/2992132425_d0eecfd7d7.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cameron - the cutest dino ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/31628637@N08/2993025846/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3003/2992981462_3fa7fa4df1.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, Connor's the cutest dino ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/31628637@N08/2993025846/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3018/2992175089_c2cd29da39.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you tell they LOVE their costumes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we are picking out pumpkins (10/25/08):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/31628637@N08/2993151092/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3136/2992285627_877b94bc49.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/31628637@N08/2993151092/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3218/2993144788_22efbf3fea.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/31628637@N08/2993151092/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3284/2993141876_9a9db759cb.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/31628637@N08/2993151092/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3027/2992289083_a96dec2ae0.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting the pumpkin ready (10/30/08):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SQyxEz5XcqI/AAAAAAAAA7g/qaT_0I_AwVo/s1600-h/IMG_1350.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263776760697680546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SQyxEz5XcqI/AAAAAAAAA7g/qaT_0I_AwVo/s320/IMG_1350.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Halloween, we went to our friends' house, Jay and Dorothy, who were having a bit of a block party with all their neighbors and their children. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Jay with daughter, Molly:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/31628637@N08/2993025846/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3271/2992316931_b8592a6627.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kids in the backyard waiting to trick or treat:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/31628637@N08/2993025846/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3039/2993154150_9706194436.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were waiting to trick or treat in a group but the boys were not happy being in their costumes so we went a little early. They did great! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knocking at a door:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/31628637@N08/2993025846/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3074/2993161822_84dd0a2ea7.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At one of the first houses, an elderly gentlemen opened the door. As he reached behind him to get his candy bowl, Cameron thought we were supposed to go in so he just went right on inside the house. It was so funny. Totally adorable. When people would offer them the bowl of candy, they didn't know what to do. Especially if the host said to go ahead and take another - that lead to them taking one after another, no end in sight. They had a great time though, no melt downs and they walked all by themselves the whole way. When we got back to Jay &amp; Dorothy's it was dark but the boys were still doing well.  Then a "scary" family showed up.  Poor Connor saw a little boy dressed in a faceless mask with two red lights for eyes and literally screamed he was so scared. The dad was dressed in all black and had painted his face black with a little green around the eyes. After this, the boys would not leave my lap, they were too frightened. They hadn't seen anything like that before and weren't too happy about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was nice cuddling with them though.  :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SQywQTf3tEI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/ZAuTxODuaKk/s1600-h/IMG_1361v2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263775858647610434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 259px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SQywQTf3tEI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/ZAuTxODuaKk/s320/IMG_1361v2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;
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She posted a follow up to that after casting her ballot that was so thorough and well written, I must encourage you all to read it &lt;a href="http://www.steppingonlegos.com/2008/10/21/why-i-cast-my-vote-for-obamabiden/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did however, end up writing an email to a friend of mine which essentially stated why I was excited to support Obama.  Here is the letter:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi G-,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I respect you and value your opinions.  Nothing you've said offends me and I appreciate the clarifications.  I've thought about your email a lot since I read it yesterday.  I want to write a well thought out, non offensive response.  I doubt this will be as great as I'd like and I apologize in advance for my lack of pith or if anything comes across poorly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason I support Obama is not because he and I share all views.  In fact, according to a &lt;a href="http://www.vajoe.com/candidate_calculator.html"&gt;match up site&lt;/a&gt; I did, I am only a 64% match with Obama's platform (10% with McCain).  What Obama does so well and that I find absolutely critical for a President is surround himself with the best and brightest, research the subject thoroughly and try to find the best solution.  He does not only go with his party, he tries to see all sides and do what is best.  For example, I am an environmentalist, total tree hugger here.  When Obama said during his acceptance speech for the Democratic nomination that his plan for energy independence included off-shore drilling, clean coal and increasing nuclear energy, I literally gasped.  Horror of horrors!  But I understand his point.  We have to do something NOW AND build a future that plans to not have drilling, coal and nuclear as the only means of providing energy in this country.  I get it.  Don't necessarily like it but I understand.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On taxes, I disagree with your stance.  I don't think American companies or wealthy individuals suffer from their tax burden.  If they did, they would move as you've said but they don't.  They find other ways.  Wealthy people stay wealthy even if their tax rate goes up.  They are not rich, they know how to hold onto their wealth and no tax plan will take wealth away from them.  People who find a way to make money but do not educate themselves on how to shield it from taxes and other things that try to take it away will not become wealthy and may feel bitter about the taxes they pay.  I don't feel badly for them.  Companies may have a higher tax rate but get other incentives at the local and federal levels which partly negate their tax burden.  Taxes that must be paid by companies get passed on to consumers.  The company does not suffer.  I am not an expert on tax policies and their impacts on the economy but I trust Obama to surround himself with experts in this field to enact proper tax policies.  I would like to mention, that this year's Nobel Prize in Economics was given to Paul Krugman for his "analysis of trade patterns and where economic activity takes place" (taken from &lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/world/americas/7667190.stm"&gt;this BBC news article&lt;/a&gt;).  He is an expert in economics and he rails against Bush's economic policies.  Additionally the list of economists who have endorsed Obama is impressive.  Other than Krugman, there are 5 other Nobel laureates endorsing him.  &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_Barack_Obama_presidential_campaign_endorsements"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt; is a list of all Obama endorsements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for Rev Wright, I understand how unnerving it is to see his hate filled rhetoric and I can understand the negative impact that would have on one's view of Obama by such a long association.  I encourage you to watch the PBS show &lt;a href="http://www.pbs.org/wgbh/pages/frontline/choice2008/"&gt;[Frontline:  The Choice 2008]&lt;/a&gt; for some of their insights into that situation.  From my perspective, I don't hold it against Obama.  I will give Rev Wright the benefit of the doubt that he does not get in front of his parishioners every Sunday to say what a crappy place the US is.  I will venture to guess that if he has that large of a following and for so long his messages are usually uplifting and encourage those in attendance to do good in this world, to be the hand of God.  I understand that blacks face struggles in society that I do not and I know that a black minister has to address those struggles in a way that a white minister to his white parishioners would not.  Do I agree with his comments?  Of course not.  Was he out of line?  Maybe.  I didn't hear the whole sermon to know.  But Obama probably did and if the overall message was good with some really awful comments made to stress a point, well, I'm willing to give him the benefit of the doubt.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for change, I no longer think that McCain would even attempt to deliver the change this country desperately needs.  He used to be a free thinker but he has changed in that regard.  Maybe it's just his desire to get into the White House and he will move back to his old "maverick" ways.  However, his choice of Palin makes me really question that.  She is like Cheney and even more scary to me.  I know that you like her so I'm sorry if I'm offending you.  She is completely unprepared for the office she is running for (she doesn't even know the actual role of VP based on her response in the VP debate) and even more woefully unprepared to lead our country should McCain not complete a term (based on actuarial tables there is a 1 in 6 or 7 chance that he will not and that does NOT take into account his actual health which has cancer in the mix).  I am always fascinated to learn of others who really support her since I just absolutely cannot understand it based on all I've seen and learned of her.  Maybe you can educate me on her strengths and positive leadership traits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think endorsements for Obama from the likes of Warren Buffett and Colin Powell also say a lot.  The wikipedia list of endorsements for Obama is impressive (excluding the Senators and Congressmen since those are just expected and almost always along party lines).  I am especially impressed by the scientists endorsing him - I'm very into science and rational fact-based research.  McCain's wikipedia entry does not have the economic or scientific endorsements like Obama's.  I am also impressed with the number of Republicans in general supporting Obama.  Here's another site if you haven't already been that may be of interest:  &lt;a href="http://www.republicansforobama.org/?q=consider"&gt;www.republicansforobama.org&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I absolutely agree with you that Americans have become greedy, lazy, stupid and/or feel entitled.  It absolutely makes me sick.  I am totally with you that people need to work to improve their situations and nothing in life entitles them to anything but paying taxes and dying.  I was actually pleasantly surprised to hear Obama tell people during his acceptance speech and several times since then many things along these lines.  From his &lt;a href="http://elections.nytimes.com/2008/president/conventions/videos/20080828_OBAMA_SPEECH.html?th&amp;emc=th#"&gt;acceptance speech&lt;/a&gt; (if you haven't seen it, you really, really should).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"What is that American promise? It's a promise that says each of us has the freedom to make of our own lives what we will, but that we also have obligations to treat each other with dignity and respect... ours is a promise that says government cannot solve all our problems, but what it should do is that which we cannot do for ourselves: protect us from harm and provide every child a decent education; keep our water clean and our toys safe; invest in new schools, and new roads, and science, and technology...  Yes, we must provide more ladders to success for young men who fall into lives of crime and despair. But we must also admit that &lt;b&gt;programs alone can't replace parents, that government can't turn off the television and make a child do her homework, that fathers must take more responsibility to provide love and guidance to their children.  Individual responsibility and mutual responsibility, that's the essence of America's promise."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that Obama will do the things he says - he will invest in clean energy technologies that will bring high earning jobs back to our country.  I believe that he will improve our relationships with countries around the world.  I believe he will get us out of Iraq in a responsible, efficient manner.  I believe he will actually engage our military to find Osama Bin Laden and cripple if not destroy Al Qaeda.  I believe that he will responsibly increase tax revenue and reduce wasteful spending.  I believe he will work with all members of the house and senate - democrats, republicans, independents - to bring about the changes we need.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are just my opinions though.  I know I'm not in the majority on most of my views but I am so excited to vote for a person who will consider all views before making decisions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;
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Bush, it would be almost impossible to list them all.  Here are my top 13 reasons I find the Bush administration appalling for their utter failure to serve the people who elected them and who represent them to the rest of the world:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)  Failing to capture Osama Bin Laden.&lt;br /&gt;2)  Misleading the US and the rest of the world about the unreliable information they had obtained which was supposed to show that Iraq was amassing WMD and that Saddam Hussein was tied to 9/11.&lt;br /&gt;3)  Being on vacation while Katrina was sitting as a category 5 hurricane in the middle of the Gulf and then not responding swiftly and appropriately once it reached and destroyed America's shores.  (Didn't Jeb call him????)&lt;br /&gt;4)  Continuing huge tax breaks for large oil companies in times of record profits for them and massive deficits for the US.  (I'm thinking W's not very good with math)&lt;br /&gt;5)  Refusing to end our occupation of Iraq while letting our honorable soldiers continue to be attacked - 4,150 Americans have been killed and more than 30,000 wounded in addition to countless Iraqi civilians.&lt;br /&gt;6)  Failing to provide proper medical and mental care for our veterans (remember Walter Reed Medical Center?).&lt;br /&gt;7)  Giving tax cuts to the wealthiest 2% during a time of war which is costing us $341 million per day (more evidence of W's lack of basic math skills).&lt;br /&gt;8)  Endorsing torture as a method to be employed by the military but then publically denying that torture is used at all (remember Abu Ghraib?).  This is also a direct break with the Geneva Conventions which is just shameful.&lt;br /&gt;9)  Promising the Iraq war would lower gas prices.&lt;br /&gt;10) Concealing the pre-9/11 Presidential Daily Briefing entitled "Bin Laden Determined to Strike in U.S."&lt;br /&gt;11) Rejecting the Kyoto Treaty to stop climate change in addition to outright rejecting the notion that climate change was even occurring for the vast majority of his presidency.&lt;br /&gt;12) Allowing Afghanistan to fall into chaos thereby allowing the Taliban and al Qaeda to regain control. &lt;br /&gt;13) Telling the 45 million uninsured Americans "people have access to health care in America. After all, you just go to an emergency room."  &lt;a href="http://www.whitehouse.gov/news/releases/2007/07/20070710-6.html"&gt;(7/10/07 in Cleveland)&lt;/a&gt;  And, no, I did not pull that out of context.  He really said it just like that as if that is really an acceptable means of obtaining health care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are just a few of the things Bush has done that really get me upset that, not only was he elected, he was RE-elected.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember during past election cycles, there was a lot of talk about how Americans thought W would be fun to have a beer with.  I'm sure he would be!  If you're into cocaine, I'm sure he was a blast on that too back in the day.  And there are very good reasons people feel that way.  W is a crack up, he's funny.  He is not who should have ever been in charge of the greatest nation on earth!  As evidence of his fun-loving, laid back nature, here are my favorites:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;* Setting the record for most days on vacation by any president in U.S. history - this illustrates a very laid back nature.&lt;br /&gt;* Turning a budget surplus into massive budget deficit - anyone that can spend that kind of money in 8 short years knows how to throw a party!&lt;br /&gt;* Swiftboating John Kerry - this was a great example of making fun of someone.  It was so outrageous though because, while Kerry actually served his country in VN, Bush was on vacation (again) in TX!&lt;br /&gt;* Outing CIA agent Valerie Plame to retaliate for her husband, &lt;a href="http://www.cbsnews.com/stories/2005/10/28/60minutes/main994753_page4.shtml"&gt;Joe Wilson&lt;/a&gt;, telling the truth about Iraq's WMDs.  That's not really something &lt;i&gt;fun&lt;/i&gt; but it is certainly something people can relate too - getting back at someone who really pissed you off.&lt;br /&gt;* Trying to slash funding for PBS and NPR - those programs are just no fun always having educational, informative programs - SNORE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing that makes W someone you could have a beer with is his lack of intelligence.  I've already pointed out his apparent lack of math skills - simple math skills.  There is also a lack of leadership skills in his failure to hire the most qualified and instead choosing to fill appointed positions with his supportive, like-minded friends.  Good leaders know that in order to make the best decisions they need a diverse team who will not only tell them what they want to hear but will present the facts even if they are unpleasant (um, sir, you really need to call off your vacation, it looks like a storm is going to destroy a few hundred thousand American's lives and it doesn't look like the NOLA government is handling it appropriately) or are not in agreement with you (no, actually, Saddam can't get his hands on anything dangerous anymore even if he still is one of the nastiest MFers on the planet, he can't harm any Americans or even his neighbors at this point). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What really blows my mind now is that the Republican nominee, John McCain, who agrees with Bush 90% of the time, is enjoying a remarkably CLOSE race with Obama.  I just don't get it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;
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We opted for the local vacation because we have toddlers.  Driving or any other version of travel with them is miserable for everyone.  Better to keep any travel to one hour or less.  Plus, we aren't exactly flush with cash these days so staying and eating at home is much more economical then traveling anywhere.  So, we decided this was the way to go back in March/April… sometime BEFORE hurricane season.  Our plans were to go to the zoo, the water park, the beach, and boating - typical Florida vacation plans.  All beach and boating activities were cancelled due to not a single meteorologist knowing where or when Tropical Storm Fay was going to reach the states.  Tampa was in the middle of the "cone" at one point meaning that several of our plans instantly became non-options - the beaches were unsafe, boating was impossible, the zoo was closed.  How fun!  It was nice to be home and spend some great family time together but sometimes hurricane season can really be a drag.  We did make it to the zoo on the 20th which was a lot of fun.  Here are my favorite pictures from the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeding the giraffes crackers was really memorable for the boys.  If you mention giraffes now, the boys normally respond "crackers."  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SNarTLTgOgI/AAAAAAAAA6c/SuGeKAsbHSk/s1600-h/IMG_1165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SNarTLTgOgI/AAAAAAAAA6c/SuGeKAsbHSk/s320/IMG_1165.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248570761687349762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The camel ride was very intense.  At first Connor was NOT going to do it and Cameron only did it with me reluctantly.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SNar1kgNduI/AAAAAAAAA6k/XT9ox7Xg-FU/s1600-h/IMG_1172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SNar1kgNduI/AAAAAAAAA6k/XT9ox7Xg-FU/s320/IMG_1172.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248571352567084770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, after seeing Cameron and I ride the huge animal safely, Connor (and Daddy) wanted to go too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SNasF4xyEuI/AAAAAAAAA6s/gF3zgxAqKLo/s1600-h/IMG_1175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SNasF4xyEuI/AAAAAAAAA6s/gF3zgxAqKLo/s320/IMG_1175.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248571632887403234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The animals were most memorable for the boys but they sure had a LOT of fun in the water fountains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SNatCOgdi0I/AAAAAAAAA60/A400TLbXtng/s1600-h/IMG_1186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SNatCOgdi0I/AAAAAAAAA60/A400TLbXtng/s320/IMG_1186.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248572669512485698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SNatVbcTY_I/AAAAAAAAA68/GgX-q1KEELE/s1600-h/IMG_1187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SNatVbcTY_I/AAAAAAAAA68/GgX-q1KEELE/s320/IMG_1187.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248572999402218482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The looks of pure joy just make me smile.  :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did make it to the water park as planned on Thursday with Nana, Titi and Kaylie which was a lot of fun.  It was overcast almost the entire day and sprinkled on us a few times but at least it wasn't blazing hot in usual August fashion and no one burnt so it was a perfect day.  All the babes really enjoyed it even when Kaylie and Cameron ended up going under water with Titi and me at the end of one of the slides - we both lost our footing and went under with our children.  Oops!  They still wanted to do it again.  Of course none of us brought a camera so there are no pictures to share but that's probably a good idea with my history of vacations with water and cameras.  At least mine is still working right now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the staycation we just hung out, ran errands, went shopping - like an extended weekend.  Oh well!  Next year we will be out of town so at least the hurricanes &lt;i&gt;shouldn't&lt;/i&gt; be too much of an issue for us!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;
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It's election time!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do try to NOT discuss politics much, especially from where I sit.  I grew up in Texas and am now in Florida - both are very red states.  I also am a CPA which is traditionally a Republican crowd.  I can't say "conservative" because not all accountants/professionals are evangelical Christians but they do tend to have conservative economic/tax philosophies of which many I share.  However, I am a democrat.  I was so excited that my first election had Gore on the ticket... as VP.  I was really excited about him because of his environmental positions and I knew if Clinton could win and keep it for the second term, Gore would be a shoe in.  I didn't sleep much that Tuesday, November 2, 2000.  I was actually in class when CNN showed Gore winning the state of Florida.  By the time I got home that night after class, Florida was red.  WHAT???  Gore won the popular vote and lost the election.  I was devastated.  I had grown a bit embarrassed for my guy though as I watched him make the most ridiculous comments all brought up during the campaign (i.e. "I invented the internet").  There were many.  It was embarrassing but I still had hope.  And then he conceded and it was my state that lost it for him.  It was sad but life goes on.  The last election was unfortunately pretty boring.  Nothing could be worse than George W. Bush but I don't think anything could be more boring and annoying to listen to than John Kerry.  Seriously - how did he get the democratic nomination?  Did people just vote for him so he'd stop talking?  Anyway, that was a drag but this election is the most exciting one for me yet.  I'm finally voting &lt;b&gt;FOR&lt;/b&gt; a candidate again and not against one or for the hope of a future one.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.barackobama.com/index.php"&gt;Barack Obama&lt;/a&gt; has the most unlikely circumstances to have ever even dreamed of running for the highest post in this country.  I love that he has risen to the occasion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obama is an extraordinarily talented speaker and a very positive one.  He doesn't try to win people to his side by scaring them of the other.  His is a message of hope and bringing people together.  I love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obama's economic policy is essentially that government should stay out except where it is needed.  Businesses will respond to market pressures to produce better products cheaper.  What they won't always do voluntarily is make sure they protect their employees and/or leave the Earth unhurt while making those products.  Government needs to step in to make sure hazardous waste isn't dumped in our water; working conditions for workers are safe; etc.  I totally agree!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obama supports a woman's right to choose.  He wants to invest in technology to replace our dependence on oil for energy.  He is focused on making sure all Americans have health care - the poor, those with pre-existing health conditions, EVERYONE.  He understands the need to join with the global community and not to try and force them into doing what he wants.  I'm so excited about the possibility of him becoming our next president!  It's official - I'm an Obama mama!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;
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Laurie and Travis adopted their oldest son, Jackson, from Vung Tau a little more than a month before Mike and I traveled to pick up Cameron &amp; Connor.  I "met" Laurie through another FHSA family that was traveling with them to pick up their daughter.  Laurie and Travis gave Mike and me one of the most special presents we will ever receive - pictures of our darling babies while we were DYING waiting to go and pick them up.  Here is the &lt;a href="http://www.goodhappenings.com/?p=76"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt; she sent me which I probably stared at for HOURS.  When Laurie and Travis got back home with Jackson, they uploaded a video of their meeting Jackson which I must have watched a hundred times just to catch a glimpse of my baby, Cameron.  When Laurie first walks into the baby room, you can see that Jackson and Cameron were lying together happily amusing themselves on the bed right before Jackson is picked up by one of the nannies to meet his parents.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bJKOj7lLk5I&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bJKOj7lLk5I&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure where Connor is in the room.  I know when Laurie and Travis were there, they said he was sleeping so he was probably in one of the many cribs pictured in the video.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our boys have a unique shared history and it was so nice to finally meet the people I feel I know having followed their blog for so long.  Laurie and Travis are such laid back, extremely nice and intelligent people and their children are all absolutely adorable.  Here are the only pictures I was able to take since, after the trip down to the beach in the morning, my camera got a little wet and didn't work properly again for about a week.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SMm9F_6_p3I/AAAAAAAAA4c/l74Cmo74n84/s1600-h/IMG_1068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SMm9F_6_p3I/AAAAAAAAA4c/l74Cmo74n84/s320/IMG_1068.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244931151805523826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The adorable Shane bug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SMm9YKiW8JI/AAAAAAAAA4k/AsKsATeOxBk/s1600-h/IMG_1069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SMm9YKiW8JI/AAAAAAAAA4k/AsKsATeOxBk/s320/IMG_1069.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244931463892627602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laurie and all of our boys enjoying the tidal pool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SMnDBFq7nMI/AAAAAAAAA4s/_OaA8kgrQRg/s1600-h/IMG_1071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SMnDBFq7nMI/AAAAAAAAA4s/_OaA8kgrQRg/s320/IMG_1071.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244937664519183554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Vung Tau trio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SMnDTBM7g_I/AAAAAAAAA40/LAUwOOiq6Qc/s1600-h/IMG_1073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SMnDTBM7g_I/AAAAAAAAA40/LAUwOOiq6Qc/s320/IMG_1073.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244937972557251570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture cracks me up.  Travis and I were trying to get some pictures of our guys together.  Jackson kept playing and being his cute self.  My guys, not so much.  They really did not think this was a great idea.  Don't you love how they show it?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jackson giving Cameron a great big hug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SMnEx8PqV_I/AAAAAAAAA48/Osah99Dp9kg/s1600-h/IMG_1078v2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SMnEx8PqV_I/AAAAAAAAA48/Osah99Dp9kg/s320/IMG_1078v2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244939603314104306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laurie also posted a few pictures of the guys on her &lt;a href="http://www.goodhappenings.com/?p=405"&gt;site&lt;/a&gt;.  My boys &lt;u&gt;really&lt;/u&gt; liked Laurie.  If I mention that we are going to the beach, they respond "Laurie."  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He's such a sweetie and sleepy.  Here's a picture from his first day home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SMcahY6sGpI/AAAAAAAAA2g/yNNPPx1m4YU/s1600-h/IMG_1025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SMcahY6sGpI/AAAAAAAAA2g/yNNPPx1m4YU/s320/IMG_1025.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244189452022848146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys weren't too excited about the puppy to begin but are getting pretty curious about him.  Here, Connor is giving Jack a hug (Saturday).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SMcbiotCG-I/AAAAAAAAA2o/oB0z2IEArd0/s1600-h/IMG_1032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SMcbiotCG-I/AAAAAAAAA2o/oB0z2IEArd0/s320/IMG_1032.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244190572952034274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Cameron giving him a kiss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SMcb7qjWN8I/AAAAAAAAA2w/50WWi84H21k/s1600-h/IMG_1034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SMcb7qjWN8I/AAAAAAAAA2w/50WWi84H21k/s320/IMG_1034.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244191002945009602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack will eventually be somewhere around 90 lbs.  But look how tiny he is now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SMccLecq9FI/AAAAAAAAA24/pUDcqRg6rmo/s1600-h/IMG_1038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SMccLecq9FI/AAAAAAAAA24/pUDcqRg6rmo/s320/IMG_1038.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244191274573689938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just eating up having that cute little puppy sleeping in my arms.  :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SMcc3835W9I/AAAAAAAAA3A/xbS64uGD6IQ/s1600-h/IMG_1039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SMcc3835W9I/AAAAAAAAA3A/xbS64uGD6IQ/s320/IMG_1039.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244192038655187922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SMcdEgEzheI/AAAAAAAAA3I/8labTGNOQV4/s1600-h/IMG_1043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SMcdEgEzheI/AAAAAAAAA3I/8labTGNOQV4/s320/IMG_1043.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244192254263002594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By tonight, the boys wanted to hang out with Jack who is still an avid sleeper.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SMceB7KvHWI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/tZl8bIwGLSs/s1600-h/IMG_1047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SMceB7KvHWI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/tZl8bIwGLSs/s320/IMG_1047.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244193309507657058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SMcejgt4onI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/VYEnGkhmAuo/s1600-h/IMG_1048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SMcejgt4onI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/VYEnGkhmAuo/s320/IMG_1048.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244193886522876530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sweet!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;
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How cute is that face?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SF0mXEiiBkI/AAAAAAAAA0g/jm-WoPqKZDA/s1600-h/IMG_0820.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SF0mXEiiBkI/AAAAAAAAA0g/jm-WoPqKZDA/s320/IMG_0820.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214366121362327106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May 10:  Here Cameron is posing for me.  Such a ham!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SF0n9GVVSDI/AAAAAAAAA0o/JiSJW6plN0M/s1600-h/IMG_0824.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SF0n9GVVSDI/AAAAAAAAA0o/JiSJW6plN0M/s320/IMG_0824.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214367874190493746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They love to wear their hats but they're too big!  We really have to get them some hats that fit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here Connor is being silly, moving Cameron's chair around (he climbed into the chair and buckled himself in).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SF0pbnyiypI/AAAAAAAAA04/qTKOaZwvtgY/s1600-h/IMG_0829+Silly+Connor.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SF0pbnyiypI/AAAAAAAAA04/qTKOaZwvtgY/s320/IMG_0829+Silly+Connor.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214369498079087250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May 18:  What I see when I try to sit down at the table&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SGfwMfR6nKI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/0aleOBrnjFg/s1600-h/IMG_0836.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SGfwMfR6nKI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/0aleOBrnjFg/s320/IMG_0836.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217402790677748898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May 31:  Playing blocks with Daddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SF-Juh4LE5I/AAAAAAAAA1I/sAh8mSqRUaU/s1600-h/IMG_0870.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SF-Juh4LE5I/AAAAAAAAA1I/sAh8mSqRUaU/s320/IMG_0870.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215038325979288466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Connor up to some mischief&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SIUIwE2RkuI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/7fJ_zBJEhQc/s1600-h/IMG_0871.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SIUIwE2RkuI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/7fJ_zBJEhQc/s320/IMG_0871.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225592564661457634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SIUJFVPhLzI/AAAAAAAAA1g/1z53N8KXPsU/s1600-h/IMG_0873.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SIUJFVPhLzI/AAAAAAAAA1g/1z53N8KXPsU/s320/IMG_0873.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225592929839558450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;
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When Mike got home from work this morning, he started doing laundry.  Cameron really wanted to be included.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SA-3lZUihFI/AAAAAAAAAy4/5-O9nV9H_Cc/s1600-h/IMG_0730.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SA-3lZUihFI/AAAAAAAAAy4/5-O9nV9H_Cc/s320/IMG_0730.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192570748461548626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SA-30ZUihGI/AAAAAAAAAzA/SNLxZcpZKgg/s1600-h/IMG_0731.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SA-30ZUihGI/AAAAAAAAAzA/SNLxZcpZKgg/s320/IMG_0731.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192571006159586402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to Jackie &amp; Efrain's house. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A family photo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SB24kpUihHI/AAAAAAAAAzI/527SfTqN_Ls/s1600-h/IMG_0732.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SB24kpUihHI/AAAAAAAAAzI/527SfTqN_Ls/s320/IMG_0732.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196512484762223730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nana with her O boys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SB242pUihII/AAAAAAAAAzQ/8nbsDP5SbAQ/s1600-h/IMG_0740.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SB242pUihII/AAAAAAAAAzQ/8nbsDP5SbAQ/s320/IMG_0740.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196512793999869058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Efrain and Kaylie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SB25DZUihJI/AAAAAAAAAzY/cs1X8jCTl4Q/s1600-h/IMG_0741.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SB25DZUihJI/AAAAAAAAAzY/cs1X8jCTl4Q/s320/IMG_0741.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196513013043201170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we headed to the park to play.  The purple dinosaur was everyone's favorite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SB25jpUihKI/AAAAAAAAAzg/RYqwCaWdCf8/s1600-h/IMG_0742.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SB25jpUihKI/AAAAAAAAAzg/RYqwCaWdCf8/s320/IMG_0742.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196513567093982370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SB25ypUihLI/AAAAAAAAAzo/JhEVExnQ5hY/s1600-h/IMG_0745.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SB25ypUihLI/AAAAAAAAAzo/JhEVExnQ5hY/s320/IMG_0745.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196513824792020146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here Connor's pointing out the dinosaur's big teeth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SB26CpUihMI/AAAAAAAAAzw/fY9aNz63aIU/s1600-h/IMG_0749.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SB26CpUihMI/AAAAAAAAAzw/fY9aNz63aIU/s320/IMG_0749.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196514099669927106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cameron was actually sick today but was a trooper for most of the day but started getting cranky at the park.  But after a nap, we met up with Nana to go to another park!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SB26-ZUihNI/AAAAAAAAAz4/a6vlde7uyMs/s1600-h/IMG_0760.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SB26-ZUihNI/AAAAAAAAAz4/a6vlde7uyMs/s320/IMG_0760.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196515126167110866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Connor had so much fun running down the boardwalks.  Here he's pointing to something interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SB27kZUihOI/AAAAAAAAA0A/3qgxni2yn2k/s1600-h/IMG_0763.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SB27kZUihOI/AAAAAAAAA0A/3qgxni2yn2k/s320/IMG_0763.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196515779002139874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cameron taking a break looking cute as ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SB275JUihPI/AAAAAAAAA0I/TyJR1hhaVlA/s1600-h/IMG_0764.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SB275JUihPI/AAAAAAAAA0I/TyJR1hhaVlA/s320/IMG_0764.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196516135484425458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Connor giving Nana kisses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SB28G5UihQI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/Ex6n8yptNMY/s1600-h/IMG_0765.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SB28G5UihQI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/Ex6n8yptNMY/s320/IMG_0765.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196516371707626754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a fun day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;
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We had prepared Easter baskets for the boys.  They were very plain and only had one small stuffed bunny and two eggs each but you would have thought the boys had just been given the biggest treasures.  I had put one in the corner of each couch and when I got the boys up, told them the Easter Bunny had been here.  They found their baskets while I was removing some stinky diapers from the house.  When I returned, they had decided which basket was theirs, or more specifically, which bunny was theirs.  Connor had the football bunny and Cameron had the soccer ball bunny.  When I tried to separate the boys from their baskets to get them dressed, it was quite the commotion.  We had to take the bunnies with us.  Then, having breakfast was a real trick.  I ended up putting each boy's bunny directly in front of him on our kitchen table but out of their reach so they'd stay clean.  They just were NOT going to eat without their bunnies, which they promptly nicknamed "ma ma."  I'm not sure why they aren't attempting to say bunny.  It seems like they should be able to make out that word but they BOTH decided their bunny was "ma ma" and that's it.  They aren't even attempting to call them anything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later in the morning, after Mike returned from his parent's (dropping off the Easter eggs I'd made for them to "hide") we all went to see Nana, Grandpa and (great) Granny.  There we explained to the boys that the eggs they find go in their baskets.  It was very serious business.  There was no smiling or laughing they were so intent on trying to comprehend what was going on and get the eggs into the baskets.  They are so cute that way.  When they are in a new environment or learning something new, there are no smiles from Connor and very few from Cameron.  They are too busy concentrating on learning the new thing.  Once the location/person/task is old news, they are so fun loving and playful.  Once the eggs were all located and each one opened, they proceeded to play as usual.  Well, almost as usual.  Cameron had to be holding his bunny and Connor insisted on carrying the basket with the bunny in it.  Too funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys with their baskets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SAs04HPo3kI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/orGfG1M4L_s/s1600-h/IMG_0724.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SAs04HPo3kI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/orGfG1M4L_s/s320/IMG_0724.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191301134096588354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cameron showing his bunny's ball&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SAszN3Po3hI/AAAAAAAAAx4/lqO0yXUx5ak/s1600-h/IMG_0722.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SAszN3Po3hI/AAAAAAAAAx4/lqO0yXUx5ak/s320/IMG_0722.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191299308735487506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Connor pointing to his bunny's football&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SAszenPo3iI/AAAAAAAAAyA/R_hwQmXEenI/s1600-h/IMG_0726.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SAszenPo3iI/AAAAAAAAAyA/R_hwQmXEenI/s320/IMG_0726.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191299596498296354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Connor does NOT want to share&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SAszxXPo3jI/AAAAAAAAAyI/0IZFzpngWyw/s1600-h/IMG_0723.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SAszxXPo3jI/AAAAAAAAAyI/0IZFzpngWyw/s320/IMG_0723.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191299918620843570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;
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The boys' great grandpa stayed with my parents for a couple of weeks and my aunt Kim and uncle Jon also stopped by to visit.  It was so great seeing them all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kim, Jon, Erin &amp; Great Grandpa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SATvpn9yzaI/AAAAAAAAAww/VIsCkaqlyAc/s1600-h/IMG_0692.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SATvpn9yzaI/AAAAAAAAAww/VIsCkaqlyAc/s320/IMG_0692.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189536169019493794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SATv1H9yzbI/AAAAAAAAAw4/tZJZ84Ob2uE/s1600-h/IMG_0690+Kim+Jon+Erin.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SATv1H9yzbI/AAAAAAAAAw4/tZJZ84Ob2uE/s320/IMG_0690+Kim+Jon+Erin.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189536366587989426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jackie with Kaylie &amp; Cameron playing on G. Grandpa's chair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SATwb39yzcI/AAAAAAAAAxA/I4acYQhSqus/s1600-h/IMG_0697.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SATwb39yzcI/AAAAAAAAAxA/I4acYQhSqus/s320/IMG_0697.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189537032307920322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here Grandpa's getting in on the action&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SATw339yzdI/AAAAAAAAAxI/C2lvGb12QoA/s1600-h/IMG_0700.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SATw339yzdI/AAAAAAAAAxI/C2lvGb12QoA/s320/IMG_0700.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189537513344257490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G.Grandpa, Nana &amp; Kaylie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SATxlH9yzeI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/i40nSb_nLFA/s1600-h/IMG_0702.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SATxlH9yzeI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/i40nSb_nLFA/s320/IMG_0702.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189538290733338082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* The cool panel picture behind G.Grandpa is one we got for my parents while we were in Vietnam *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cameron flashing his charming smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SATx-X9yzfI/AAAAAAAAAxY/1eJjo8L4Pv0/s1600-h/IMG_0693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SATx-X9yzfI/AAAAAAAAAxY/1eJjo8L4Pv0/s320/IMG_0693.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189538724525034994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SATyF39yzgI/AAAAAAAAAxg/855XYWgG03w/s1600-h/IMG_0708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SATyF39yzgI/AAAAAAAAAxg/855XYWgG03w/s320/IMG_0708.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189538853374053890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a very common predicament for my mom.  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It seems like just yesterday I was WISHING they could just walk so they wouldn't be so needy.  I see now that walking does not necessarily cure that neediness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys are doing amazing.  They are still a little on the small size.  They are about the same weight and Connor is still taller.  Nana Warren bought them matching 12 month pants for the winter which fit both boys well until, I swear, last week when they suddenly became high-waters for Connor.  They fit Cameron perfectly.  I can't believe they grow so fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys are both acquiring new words at a dizzying rate as well.  I know they are picking up new words with me all the time.  One of the funniest ones for me is "Oh no!"  This is one of the first things they say in the morning since the boys like to throw every.single.thing in their crib out either before they go to sleep for the night or upon waking before we get them up and out of their cribs.  When I come in to get them, I always turn on the light (after warning, "Bright Light! Bright Light!" which is their signal to shield their eyes) and then, upon seeing the mounds of stuffed animals and blankets in front of their cribs, will stretch out my arms and say "Oh no!  What happened?"  Now, after I turn on the lights, both boys will lean out of their cribs with their arms outstretched and say "Oh no!"  Seriously, it cracks me up!  It's SO cute!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which leads into the next cutest thing they do that Mike and I both L O V E.  They totally cannot stand anything dirty.  If their hands get dirty playing or eating, they will hold the dirty hand out as if disgusted saying "dee dee" for dirty.  They are not happy until the offending hand is cleaned.  However, if you tell them it is okay, you will clean it when they are done, they will continue playing/eating without concern.  This offense of dirty applies to everything!  Last Saturday, Cameron kept pointing to things on their bedroom carpet shouting "EW!  Dee Dee!  Dee Dee!" until I would pick it up.  I finally put both boys in their cribs to vaccuum.  They were both quite relieved I got all the Dee Dee up!  Then I showed them the vacuum canister to which we all shouted "Ew! Dirty!"  SO funny!  Seriously, this must be a learned trait.  Mike and I both have our own clean fetishes and both boys are picking up on them.  Mine is the dirty fetish - dirty hands, little things on the floor.  Mike's is the messes - things have to be put away.  Both guys totally get this and help to clean them up.  It is ADORABLE!  In this same train of thought, they also know that dirty dishes go in the kitchen sink, used toothbrushes (and hair items) go in the bathroom sink, anything dirty or labled garbage goes in the trach can (primarily the kitchen garbage which, in our house, is a drawer that they open, put the item into and close).  They do get a little carried away throwing cups they are still drinking from into the sink and toys they like into the garbage but, for the most part, they are right on in getting the correct item into the correct room and recepticle.  It's great.  I hear they are very good at this at school too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which leads to my next observation of the boys.  Mike and I only speak English.  Well, Mike's fluent in French but doesn't speak it at home since none of us would know what he's saying.  We can ask the boys to do almost anything now and they will do it.  Sometimes, they either won't  because they do not want to or, occassionally because they just don't understand the request.  When they don't want to, they say no or just ignore us.  When they don't understand, they will pause and listen but can't react.  You can definitely tell which situation is going on.  Cameron opts to ignore us more so I think sometimes he actually doesn't understand so he just ignores us rather than try to think about it.  Connor is our contemplative boy and he will really sit there trying to figure out what we're saying.  He'll use trial and error trying to get to what we want which is really so sweet.  Anyway, watching the boys I know how they deal with our requests and how compliant they typically are to do what we ask.  I know at school their teacher only speaks Spanish and I know she's always saying (through the owner's translation to me) how smart they are - especially Cameron.  Today, I asked how they are at following directions.  I know if someone asked me to do even the simplest task in Spanish, I would be almost completely clueless.  The boys, however, normally do what their teacher asks.  I find this utterly amazing!  They have only been in this environment for 4.5 months and they can follow simple requests in two completely different languages!  Amazing!  They also understand that things have two names.  For example, they can identify the parts of the face in both English and Spanish.  I can ask them where my mouth or boca is and they will point to my mouth.  Ditto for nose/nariz, hair/pelo, and eye/ojo.  They will talk about their zapatos (typically pronounced with way too many sylables like "za pa ta pa mos") usually indicating they they have untied their shoes or taken them off.  However, when I ask them to get their shoes, they will get their matching tennis shoes (they have different shoes since Connor has gratuated to the next size up while Cameron's still in the smaller shoes).  AND, if I tell them to get their sandals, they will get their own matching sandals.  They will refer to any shoes as zapatos.  I find this pretty amazing for practically babies.  AND they know that their socks are not zapatos and will get socks separately as requested.  They know that water and agua are the same thing.  When their teacher asks for besitos, they will give her kisses.  When Mike or I ask for kisses, they will give us kisses (or say "no").  Cameron also is very adept at getting Baby Tad to give us kisses if I ask him to.  Sorry to ramble on with all these details but I really find this absolutely fascinating.  Both boys verbal skills are amazing.  They try to say all kinds of stuff but since they can't make f, g, k, and v sounds some words are almost impossible to make out.  Both boys know that when they want something, they should say "please" which they've just recently begun attempting to verbalize along with the sign for it.  They are now working on Thank You - sign only.  That one may be confusing a little since it's the same as blowing a kiss which they've been doing for so long.  Although I've noticed that they don't make the "mwah" sound like you do to blow a kiss when they are saying thank you so I think they are getting that too.  I think "Por Favor" and "Gracias" would be lost causes at this point in their vocal development.  Cameron is faster and louder with his vocal responses.  If you ask a question, he will answer it before Connor.  Sometimes, I have to ask it a few times so Connor has a chance to respond.  However, this should not be interpretted as Connor being slower than Cameron.  I believe he's just more reserved.  Connor has been able to follow complex requests for some time now while Cameron is just now starting to grasp them.  Connor also made a complete sentance yesterday.  I couldn't believe it!  He went slowly but said "More (verbally and with hand sign)... cracker... please (verbally this sounds like "peas" and he included the hand sign)... mommy."  Wow!  This is going to be cool!  Too bad the melt downs don't come with some explanation yet!  And, this weekend, we realized the Cameron has a nickname for Connor - Da Da!  How cute is that?!  This has been tested several times now just to make sure we weren't imagining things.  Daddy is Daddy.  Mommy is Mommy.  My sister, Jackie, is Ti Ti (Puerto Rican term for Aunt).  Nana is Nana.  Grandpa is something that sounds like "pwa pa" and Connor is Da Da.  Connor has not created a name for Cameron yet (that we know of).  They both have to think really hard when we ask where Cameron or Connor is.  I think they get themselves confused since we get their names confused so often!  That's terrible, I know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than being on the smaller side of the scale, they are doing great developmentally.  They run, jump (almost), walk up stairs, walk down stairs (sometimes without tripping), and climb.  They climb everything.  Recently, I've had to tell them that they can't climb drawers.  Thankfully, they haven't yet attempted to climb out of their cribs.  We really need them to stay in those for a while longer.  They still stuggle to use a fork or spoon and often prefer to eat with their hands.  At least they are fully capable of getting food into their mouths using a utensil.  They have great appetites and will try anything.  Some days they are ravenous and others they will just pick at their food.  There is nothing they consistently refuse to eat and they still love bananas although a little less than their prior insistent requests for them at any meal or snack time (that was especially true for Connor).  Now, they still enjoy them and have them almost every morning but it's not as constant of a request.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys are a joy to be around when they are happy.  They are so playful and fun.  They love to hide from you and especially to be chased.  They will give hugs randomly as inspired and as a way to say they're sorry.  Connor is friendly by saying hi and bye to people but if they try to pick him up, he will throw a complete fit.  Cameron is still incredibly friendly but still prefers for me to hold him rather than anyone else. Except my mom.  Both boys HAVE to have their Nana.  It's really something.  She must get exhausted when she's with them since they are as demanding of her time now as they were of my time earlier.  Both want her to hold them and at the same time and no one else, myself included, will do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;
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We normally spend Christmas Eve with the Starkeys but had to celebrate Christmas a little late this year due to me being sick.  Today was so much fun though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Cameron posing with one of Nana's many snowmen.  She alwasy has such a festive home at the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SbCnbl4cqzI/AAAAAAAABWk/HsOb1iNsYOY/s1600-h/IMG_1769.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SbCnbl4cqzI/AAAAAAAABWk/HsOb1iNsYOY/s320/IMG_1769.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309928053136993074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cameron showing Granny the best present ever - a baloon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SbCoQB4tv-I/AAAAAAAABWs/DWXeoWeAKWo/s1600-h/IMG_1766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SbCoQB4tv-I/AAAAAAAABWs/DWXeoWeAKWo/s320/IMG_1766.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309928954007502818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faces of joy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SbCpEsGWa5I/AAAAAAAABW0/sBAH-2Ibr8c/s1600-h/IMG_1771c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SbCpEsGWa5I/AAAAAAAABW0/sBAH-2Ibr8c/s320/IMG_1771c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309929858692180882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, it's time for unwrapping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SbCqZ3FYZWI/AAAAAAAABXE/_msLnWWR32o/s1600-h/IMG_1774c.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SbCqZ3FYZWI/AAAAAAAABXE/_msLnWWR32o/s320/IMG_1774c.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309931321929786722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hug... here Connor is telling Granny thank you for his gift.  He could also be saying I love you, I'm sorry, I hope you feel better... Aren't hugs the best?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SbCq2kAlE9I/AAAAAAAABXM/yr-4yFv7deA/s1600-h/IMG_1773.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SbCq2kAlE9I/AAAAAAAABXM/yr-4yFv7deA/s320/IMG_1773.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309931815025578962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ticklish dinosaurs were big hits with the boys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SbCrdUeejtI/AAAAAAAABXU/rjWzwaaeeac/s1600-h/IMG_1780.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/SbCrdUeejtI/AAAAAAAABXU/rjWzwaaeeac/s320/IMG_1780.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309932480870911698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had such a great time.  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The boys still didn't really get the whole unwrapping presents thing but it was still a special morning for us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tree and gifts all set up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/R6Yxnt7135I/AAAAAAAAAuI/RsP_JNbXlO4/s1600-h/IMG_0627.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/R6Yxnt7135I/AAAAAAAAAuI/RsP_JNbXlO4/s320/IMG_0627.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162868581242101650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rocking horse was actually a present from Grandpa Starkey.  He made it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opening stocking stuffers in bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/R6Yyp97137I/AAAAAAAAAuY/ZULhArlOy1A/s1600-h/IMG_0628.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/R6Yyp97137I/AAAAAAAAAuY/ZULhArlOy1A/s320/IMG_0628.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162869719408435122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Connor wearing his new sun hat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/R6Yy497138I/AAAAAAAAAug/Dqag7tO2cr0/s1600-h/IMG_0631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/R6Yy497138I/AAAAAAAAAug/Dqag7tO2cr0/s320/IMG_0631.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162869977106472898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cameron sitting in Dad's lap.  Dad thought the swim trunks made a MUCH better hat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/R6YzJN7139I/AAAAAAAAAuo/QTpiSWA7D4o/s1600-h/IMG_0634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/R6YzJN7139I/AAAAAAAAAuo/QTpiSWA7D4o/s320/IMG_0634.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162870256279347154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Christmas business is seriously stressful for toddlers.  Our guys were in total overload and melting down and it wasn't even 10 AM.  So we packed up and headed to my parents for Christmas morning there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaylie likes her new glasses and knows they go on her head...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/R6Y5B9713-I/AAAAAAAAAuw/VpavFPcZbDU/s1600-h/IMG_0636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/R6Y5B9713-I/AAAAAAAAAuw/VpavFPcZbDU/s320/IMG_0636.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162876728795062242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Connor liked them too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/R6Y5kN713_I/AAAAAAAAAu4/DM1iPUE4uNI/s1600-h/IMG_0640.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/R6Y5kN713_I/AAAAAAAAAu4/DM1iPUE4uNI/s320/IMG_0640.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162877317205581810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all the unwrapping madness was over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/R6Y53d714AI/AAAAAAAAAvA/pk96MCer40Y/s1600-h/IMG_0639.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/R6Y53d714AI/AAAAAAAAAvA/pk96MCer40Y/s320/IMG_0639.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162877647918063618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Efrain and Kaylie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/R6Y6UN714BI/AAAAAAAAAvI/2YGriO35T60/s1600-h/IMG_0643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/R6Y6UN714BI/AAAAAAAAAvI/2YGriO35T60/s320/IMG_0643.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162878141839302674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;
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Mike's shift is Sunday through Wednesday and Friday from 4 PM until 11 PM.  Yes, lucky Mike is scheduled to work on Christmas Eve, Christmas Day, NYE, and New Years Day.  Really stinks.  So, in order to coordinate the Christmas holiday, we had Christmas with Mike's family on Saturday.  Here are a few pics from the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cameron and Grandpa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/R6YtVt7130I/AAAAAAAAAtg/VSmDc8KyeoM/s1600-h/IMG_0615.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/R6YtVt7130I/AAAAAAAAAtg/VSmDc8KyeoM/s320/IMG_0615.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162863873957945154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Connor may be small but it still really hurts when he stands on your toes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/R6Ytgt7131I/AAAAAAAAAto/LM_tmH671kk/s1600-h/IMG_0616.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/R6Ytgt7131I/AAAAAAAAAto/LM_tmH671kk/s320/IMG_0616.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162864062936506194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Connor discovered he could make a fish face this week.  He was doing it all weekend.  So funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/R6Ytz97132I/AAAAAAAAAtw/P4C2QIxwUp0/s1600-h/IMG_0617.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/R6Ytz97132I/AAAAAAAAAtw/P4C2QIxwUp0/s320/IMG_0617.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162864393648988002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nana must have something good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/R6YuO97133I/AAAAAAAAAt4/JpnhC4iBqME/s1600-h/IMG_0619+heading+for+Nana.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/R6YuO97133I/AAAAAAAAAt4/JpnhC4iBqME/s320/IMG_0619+heading+for+Nana.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162864857505455986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad getting some loving from Cameron&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/R6Yutd7134I/AAAAAAAAAuA/VUf0tj7Xyec/s1600-h/IMG_0623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/R6Yutd7134I/AAAAAAAAAuA/VUf0tj7Xyec/s320/IMG_0623.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162865381491466114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opening the presents was fun but a bit overwhelming for the boys.  It was just about bedtime when we started the gift exchange and they were very confused by us trying to show them how to tear the paper.  Since this was their first Christmas and they probably don't remember their birthday six months ago, they just didn't know what was going on.  So, there are no pictures from my camera since I was so busy with at least one if not both boys in my lap during this time.  Mike may have taken some but they're in his phone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;
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That was quite a stop since they live in Chicago.  We hadn't seen Ashley since April so it was a great surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/R3bS7ng8glI/AAAAAAAAAqg/RYXGrDxYQHc/s1600-h/IMG_0569.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/R3bS7ng8glI/AAAAAAAAAqg/RYXGrDxYQHc/s320/IMG_0569.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149535145606021714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/R3ejsXg8gmI/AAAAAAAAAqo/9emIFtIAWSo/s1600-h/IMG_0571.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/R3ejsXg8gmI/AAAAAAAAAqo/9emIFtIAWSo/s320/IMG_0571.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149764681543221858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Connor laughing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/R3ekI3g8gnI/AAAAAAAAAqw/cKoG6zw60RA/s1600-h/IMG_0573+Connor+laughing.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/R3ekI3g8gnI/AAAAAAAAAqw/cKoG6zw60RA/s320/IMG_0573+Connor+laughing.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149765171169493618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandparents having fun with their grandbabies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/R3eku3g8goI/AAAAAAAAAq4/3qInmvM5pnw/s1600-h/IMG_0577.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/R3eku3g8goI/AAAAAAAAAq4/3qInmvM5pnw/s320/IMG_0577.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149765824004522626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and Cameron laughing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/R3exCXg8gpI/AAAAAAAAArA/r5l781lNS0I/s1600-h/IMG_0585+Mom+%26+Cameron+laughing.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/R3exCXg8gpI/AAAAAAAAArA/r5l781lNS0I/s320/IMG_0585+Mom+%26+Cameron+laughing.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149779353151505042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was our Christmas card photo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/R3exeXg8gqI/AAAAAAAAArI/CHVTla75az8/s1600-h/IMG_0587+Christmas+card+family+photo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/R3exeXg8gqI/AAAAAAAAArI/CHVTla75az8/s320/IMG_0587+Christmas+card+family+photo.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149779834187842210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one also went in some of our Christmas cards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/R3extXg8grI/AAAAAAAAArQ/YR9N7IMy4Kw/s1600-h/IMG_0591+family+photo+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/R3extXg8grI/AAAAAAAAArQ/YR9N7IMy4Kw/s320/IMG_0591+family+photo+2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149780091885879986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boys playing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/R3eyHXg8gsI/AAAAAAAAArY/0B0rRqd1pok/s1600-h/IMG_0596+boys+playing.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/R3eyHXg8gsI/AAAAAAAAArY/0B0rRqd1pok/s320/IMG_0596+boys+playing.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149780538562478786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/R3eying8gtI/AAAAAAAAArg/fhQ7LdXA3nE/s1600-h/IMG_0602.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/R3eying8gtI/AAAAAAAAArg/fhQ7LdXA3nE/s320/IMG_0602.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149781006713914066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lovebirds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/R3ezh3g8guI/AAAAAAAAAro/GRvaG1fRSb4/s1600-h/IMG_0606.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/R3ezh3g8guI/AAAAAAAAAro/GRvaG1fRSb4/s320/IMG_0606.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149782093340639970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cameron saying good-bye to Ashley.  You can tell he'll miss her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/R3e0Qng8gvI/AAAAAAAAArw/9E4uQlXoASc/s1600-h/IMG_0608+Ash+%26+Cam.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/R3e0Qng8gvI/AAAAAAAAArw/9E4uQlXoASc/s320/IMG_0608+Ash+%26+Cam.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149782896499524338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all will!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;
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They are super high energy, constantly on the move and, if things do not go their way, they have no problem showing their frustration.  For Cameron, this display typically includes forgetting how to walk, melting into a puddle on the ground and crying.  Connor's displays usually consist of stomping feet with crying.  Cameron's outbursts are more frequent than Connor's but I have no doubt that Connor will catch up soon.  He's always learning from Cameron.  Yippee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The energy levels of both of them are amazing.  It's like we give them crack or something.  They are always running and  L O V E  to throw everything.  If it can be picked up and held by a little hand, it can and will be thrown.  Small heavy objects do not exist in our house right now.  Those would be deadly.  But food, oh, that cannot be stopped... and it drives Mike absolutely crazy.  Cameron often finds it more entertaining to throw his food than to eat it.  Connor will imitate this and/or start mashing the food that's left once he's full and/or bored with a meal.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both boys are talking now.  Cameron is quite the mimic and will at least attempt most things you ask him to say.  Some words sound right, others are just sounds.  Connor has mastered mommy and daddy but often calls us the other name.  Very funny.  He also will tell you what a monkey says and tries to tell you what the dog and cat say but not as successfully.  Both boys have mastered Nana which thrills their Nana's but they don't realize that Nana is also their grandma's names - they are saying it only for banana right now.  They also have learned the sign for banana - but I mean that loosely.  NO ONE else would know that was what they were signing so, thankfully, they say nana at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cameron is quite a little comic.  If he gets the slightest inclination that you are amused by something he's done, he will build upon it.  He loves to laugh and have others laughing too.  He's very friendly and has no fear.  He's very cuddly right now... when he's not running.  If he wants a break from running, he wants to be held.  And he's not terribly picky either.  He will go to just about anyone to be picked up or to sit in their lap.  I've had him wait down other parents arriving at day care just to get a ride into the building.  Out in public places, he goes up to perfect strangers, arms up asking to be picked up.  Of course, if I'm not right there, they get a look of panic with "OMG!  Where are your parents!?!?!" written all over their faces.  It's really embarrassing since I'm so close by.  Cameron is just really friendly with NO TRACE of stranger anxiety.  He's the consummate baby charmer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Connor is getting very independent.  He's very content to be doing things on his own.  And he frequently imitates Cameron.  This takes many forms - taking the toy away that Cameron was doing something fun with, imitating Cameron's food throwing techniques, and the like.  Connor is still VERY attached to me.  If I am around, there are only a very select few that Connor will go to including Mike, Ms. Delsa and my mom.  Some days he still acts like he's been set on fire if I leave the room.  Those are long days so, thankfully, they aren't very frequent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so lucky.  After our nightmare experiences of getting no sleep with these guys when we were first united, they have become the BEST sleepers!  They normally go to bed around 7:30 and fall asleep (or at least stop making any noises - playing or fussing) within 10 minutes.  On week days, they wake up between 5:45 - 6:15 AM (about 15 - 30 minutes after I start making noise getting ready for work).  On weekends, they will sleep until 7 since we don't want to get up any earlier than we have to!  Nap time has even gotten easier.  Connor has finally consented to sleeping for more than 45 minutes and both boys get 1.5 - 2 hour naps around lunch time.  So nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both guys are flashing some seriously toothy grins these days.  Cameron's front grill is all in and he flashes it often.  He also has all 4 molars and the tips of all 4 incisors poking out.  Poor guy chewed on his hands for a few days while his incisors came through ALL AT THE SAME TIME!  Connor still has only 7 of the 8 front teeth.  That last bottom one is nowhere in sight.  Three of the four molars are in and the fourth has barely started peaking through.  They eat like champs.  We cut things up for them but sometimes I wonder why we bother.  They shove as much as they can fit into their mouths when they eat.  It's amazing they don't choke themselves.  I encourage taking bites, chewing with closed mouths and the like but it's like telling water not to get things wet.  We brush their teeth every night as we have since they were 8 months old and they still don't like it.  Some things don't change, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are just the sweetest, cutest, most loveable little guys!  Mike and I feel so blessed to have them in our lives.  It's like everything they touch is new and fun!  It is the neatest thing to experience.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;
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The only thing I could find within a 45 minute drive was a pumpkin patch the Humane Society was hosting in Hyde Park.  Unfortunately, the volume of pumpkins available was not the plethora I was hoping for but we still managed to get some cute pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Connor checking out the pumpkins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/R1vuu7vMQVI/AAAAAAAAAmo/-l7ro14HiL4/s1600-h/IMG_0484.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/R1vuu7vMQVI/AAAAAAAAAmo/-l7ro14HiL4/s320/IMG_0484.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141965889650573650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/R1vvI7vMQWI/AAAAAAAAAmw/JySXe9suA74/s1600-h/IMG_0486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/R1vvI7vMQWI/AAAAAAAAAmw/JySXe9suA74/s320/IMG_0486.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141966336327172450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/R1vvZLvMQXI/AAAAAAAAAm4/2oY6ApwYgxU/s1600-h/IMG_0489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/R1vvZLvMQXI/AAAAAAAAAm4/2oY6ApwYgxU/s320/IMG_0489.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141966615500046706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cameron took a while but finally took some interest in the big orange balls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/R1vvxrvMQYI/AAAAAAAAAnA/H7ISMASbQ7k/s1600-h/IMG_0512.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/R1vvxrvMQYI/AAAAAAAAAnA/H7ISMASbQ7k/s320/IMG_0512.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141967036406841730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/R1vv87vMQZI/AAAAAAAAAnI/NCznLxIEpwY/s1600-h/IMG_0513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/R1vv87vMQZI/AAAAAAAAAnI/NCznLxIEpwY/s320/IMG_0513.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141967229680370066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/R1vwa7vMQaI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/X0DZXTU30W4/s1600-h/IMG_0514+Cam+with+pumpkins.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/R1vwa7vMQaI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/X0DZXTU30W4/s320/IMG_0514+Cam+with+pumpkins.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141967745076445602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaylie had a good time too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/R1vwr7vMQbI/AAAAAAAAAnY/xlclRfM4SNg/s1600-h/IMG_0506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/R1vwr7vMQbI/AAAAAAAAAnY/xlclRfM4SNg/s320/IMG_0506.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141968037134221746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalyie getting a ride on Mom's shoulders&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/R1vw4bvMQcI/AAAAAAAAAng/OZAtqTom_Tk/s1600-h/IMG_0511+Kaylie+on+Jackie+shoulders.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/R1vw4bvMQcI/AAAAAAAAAng/OZAtqTom_Tk/s320/IMG_0511+Kaylie+on+Jackie+shoulders.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141968251882586562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the boys really enjoyed was the fountain there.  Nana gave them all her change which they gleefully chucked in the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/R1vyFLvMQdI/AAAAAAAAAno/iYU1OkTYER8/s1600-h/IMG_0478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/R1vyFLvMQdI/AAAAAAAAAno/iYU1OkTYER8/s320/IMG_0478.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141969570437546450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/R1vyQrvMQeI/AAAAAAAAAnw/_z3vXhR6vQQ/s1600-h/IMG_0497.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/R1vyQrvMQeI/AAAAAAAAAnw/_z3vXhR6vQQ/s320/IMG_0497.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141969768006042082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/R1vyd7vMQfI/AAAAAAAAAn4/9rFBmvi0EhQ/s1600-h/IMG_0498+watching+pennies.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/R1vyd7vMQfI/AAAAAAAAAn4/9rFBmvi0EhQ/s320/IMG_0498+watching+pennies.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141969995639308786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Don't they look so serious?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cameron trying to show Nana something very important&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/R1vysLvMQgI/AAAAAAAAAoA/aNeH4sI_PaQ/s1600-h/IMG_0508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/R1vysLvMQgI/AAAAAAAAAoA/aNeH4sI_PaQ/s320/IMG_0508.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141970240452444674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the bales of hay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/R1vzDbvMQhI/AAAAAAAAAoI/5u04FQJtFcQ/s1600-h/IMG_0490.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/R1vzDbvMQhI/AAAAAAAAAoI/5u04FQJtFcQ/s320/IMG_0490.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141970639884403218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/R1vzqbvMQjI/AAAAAAAAAoU/mJK_GVda39c/s1600-h/IMG_0493+Kaylie+on+hay.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/R1vzqbvMQjI/AAAAAAAAAoU/mJK_GVda39c/s320/IMG_0493+Kaylie+on+hay.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141971309899301426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;
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She is such a little cutie!  When Jackie took the outfit off of Kaylie and they left the room, Cameron had an idea.  He picked up the costume and started trying to put it on.  I helped him out and then he went to find the others and show what a cute ladybug he is too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/R1MkSLvMQSI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/fXdQMBRN8D8/s1600-R/IMG_0470.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/R1MkSLvMQSI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/dtIcn5JCCNk/s320/IMG_0470.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139491494566838562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/R1MkjLvMQTI/AAAAAAAAAmY/N8RFbDlhs4c/s1600-R/IMG_0474.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/R1MkjLvMQTI/AAAAAAAAAmY/ntM4YzoMxR8/s320/IMG_0474.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139491786624614706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;
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As soon as I turned on the hose, they were busy playing in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/RyTSA-2p4xI/AAAAAAAAAjY/VFpcQPhsIFc/s1600-h/IMG_0412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/RyTSA-2p4xI/AAAAAAAAAjY/VFpcQPhsIFc/s320/IMG_0412.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126453190168535826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/RyTSPu2p4yI/AAAAAAAAAjg/s781KZjlDjg/s1600-h/IMG_0423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/RyTSPu2p4yI/AAAAAAAAAjg/s781KZjlDjg/s320/IMG_0423.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126453443571606306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/RyTSZ-2p4zI/AAAAAAAAAjo/vpFLB9BcX3g/s1600-h/IMG_0416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/RyTSZ-2p4zI/AAAAAAAAAjo/vpFLB9BcX3g/s320/IMG_0416.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126453619665265458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/RyTSj-2p40I/AAAAAAAAAjw/Ul6Tkq8JcEk/s1600-h/IMG_0417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/RyTSj-2p40I/AAAAAAAAAjw/Ul6Tkq8JcEk/s320/IMG_0417.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126453791463957314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, the boys are so sweet.  If you ask one of them to give the other a kiss, they both head for each other to do so.  SO PRECIOUS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/RyTS2-2p41I/AAAAAAAAAj4/FZpMUGENOsw/s1600-h/IMG_0421+giving+kisses.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/RyTS2-2p41I/AAAAAAAAAj4/FZpMUGENOsw/s320/IMG_0421+giving+kisses.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126454117881471826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/RyTTE-2p42I/AAAAAAAAAkA/LlkXQe1_XRA/s1600-h/IMG_0424.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/RyTTE-2p42I/AAAAAAAAAkA/LlkXQe1_XRA/s320/IMG_0424.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126454358399640418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've heard it's best to lose the regular diapers before they disintegrate in the water.  So, the rest of play time was in the buff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/RyTTWe2p43I/AAAAAAAAAkI/xeyeW1BIPxo/s1600-h/IMG_0433+double+headed+Connor.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/RyTTWe2p43I/AAAAAAAAAkI/xeyeW1BIPxo/s320/IMG_0433+double+headed+Connor.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126454659047351154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/RyTTje2p44I/AAAAAAAAAkQ/u9RMoN2BT54/s1600-h/IMG_0432+Connors+rear+view.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/RyTTje2p44I/AAAAAAAAAkQ/u9RMoN2BT54/s320/IMG_0432+Connors+rear+view.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126454882385650562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's never too early to start learning water safety!  Here we're practicing wearing the life jacket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/RyTTv-2p45I/AAAAAAAAAkY/-M26aA9Zoxs/s1600-h/IMG_0429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/RyTTv-2p45I/AAAAAAAAAkY/-M26aA9Zoxs/s320/IMG_0429.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126455097134015378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here, we're practicing throwing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/RyTUBe2p46I/AAAAAAAAAkg/8WkZ4RK_l-s/s1600-h/IMG_0438+practicing+throwing+the+life+preserver.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/RyTUBe2p46I/AAAAAAAAAkg/8WkZ4RK_l-s/s320/IMG_0438+practicing+throwing+the+life+preserver.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126455397781726114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;
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They had us over for the game.  Go Bucs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brotherly love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/RyOkXu2p4qI/AAAAAAAAAig/ICvtQobIgPI/s1600-h/IMG_0386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/RyOkXu2p4qI/AAAAAAAAAig/ICvtQobIgPI/s320/IMG_0386.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126121528498971298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Nana &amp; Grandpa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/RyOkze2p4rI/AAAAAAAAAio/mXmmXX8dOks/s1600-h/IMG_0388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/RyOkze2p4rI/AAAAAAAAAio/mXmmXX8dOks/s320/IMG_0388.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126122005240341170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cameron checking out Nana's windchimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/RyOlPe2p4sI/AAAAAAAAAiw/mTidm6vZ-7o/s1600-h/IMG_0394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/RyOlPe2p4sI/AAAAAAAAAiw/mTidm6vZ-7o/s320/IMG_0394.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126122486276678338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are fun to hit!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/RyOl1e2p4tI/AAAAAAAAAi4/Nhqe3MgXkfo/s1600-h/IMG_0398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/RyOl1e2p4tI/AAAAAAAAAi4/Nhqe3MgXkfo/s320/IMG_0398.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126123139111707346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting Great Granny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/RyOpF-2p4uI/AAAAAAAAAjA/0tIJ_yIVMrk/s1600-h/IMG_0400+with+Granny.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/RyOpF-2p4uI/AAAAAAAAAjA/0tIJ_yIVMrk/s320/IMG_0400+with+Granny.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126126721114432226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nana showing the boys the pool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/RyOqle2p4vI/AAAAAAAAAjI/F6VITPYFWFc/s1600-h/IMG_0409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/RyOqle2p4vI/AAAAAAAAAjI/F6VITPYFWFc/s320/IMG_0409.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126128361791939314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cameron really wanted to go swimming!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/RyOrJu2p4wI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/e5s1lekHS3E/s1600-h/IMG_0411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/RyOrJu2p4wI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/e5s1lekHS3E/s320/IMG_0411.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126128984562197250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe next time...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;
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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/RxvEMC0xsPI/AAAAAAAAAf0/sFASydli490/s320/IMG_0303.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123904712259776754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/RxvEaC0xsQI/AAAAAAAAAf8/vcXJ-sA_RjA/s1600-h/IMG_0304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/RxvEaC0xsQI/AAAAAAAAAf8/vcXJ-sA_RjA/s320/IMG_0304.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123904952777945346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9/15/07 Cameron proving that he can climb into anything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/RxvEoi0xsRI/AAAAAAAAAgE/LpTXcP94X6A/s1600-h/IMG_0333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/RxvEoi0xsRI/AAAAAAAAAgE/LpTXcP94X6A/s320/IMG_0333.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123905201886048530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/RxvFNS0xsSI/AAAAAAAAAgM/KmLGfw071aE/s1600-h/IMG_0335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/RxvFNS0xsSI/AAAAAAAAAgM/KmLGfw071aE/s320/IMG_0335.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123905833246241058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9/23/07 the faces I adore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cameron&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/RxvFdy0xsTI/AAAAAAAAAgU/Ciqr4M30fG8/s1600-h/IMG_0346+Cameron+smiling.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/RxvFdy0xsTI/AAAAAAAAAgU/Ciqr4M30fG8/s320/IMG_0346+Cameron+smiling.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123906116714082610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Connor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/RxvFvC0xsUI/AAAAAAAAAgc/zwvyAKy7P3k/s1600-h/IMG_0348+Connor.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/RxvFvC0xsUI/AAAAAAAAAgc/zwvyAKy7P3k/s320/IMG_0348+Connor.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123906413066826050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10/1/07 playing in the backyard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/Rx_IQS0xsaI/AAAAAAAAAhg/VNfCwAA5cIs/s1600-h/IMG_0361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/Rx_IQS0xsaI/AAAAAAAAAhg/VNfCwAA5cIs/s320/IMG_0361.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125035083227574690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/Rx_ImS0xsbI/AAAAAAAAAho/z0fQ8we7N6M/s1600-h/IMG_0355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/Rx_ImS0xsbI/AAAAAAAAAho/z0fQ8we7N6M/s320/IMG_0355.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125035461184696754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/Rx_I0C0xscI/AAAAAAAAAhw/Csk-68Qj_sI/s1600-h/IMG_0357.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/Rx_I0C0xscI/AAAAAAAAAhw/Csk-68Qj_sI/s320/IMG_0357.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125035697407898050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;
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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/Rxuxli0xsHI/AAAAAAAAAe0/1oe3nc-tcxk/s320/IMG_0311.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123884259625513074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting ready to take off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/RxuyhC0xsII/AAAAAAAAAe8/D5akHeXu1CM/s1600-h/IMG_0318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/RxuyhC0xsII/AAAAAAAAAe8/D5akHeXu1CM/s320/IMG_0318.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123885281827729538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/Rxu9My0xsJI/AAAAAAAAAfE/ygFqpo3X_oM/s1600-h/IMG_0319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/Rxu9My0xsJI/AAAAAAAAAfE/ygFqpo3X_oM/s320/IMG_0319.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123897028563284114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike got to do the flying for a while!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/Rxu_Yy0xsNI/AAAAAAAAAfk/4cd2EgIt0ow/s1600-h/IMG_0328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/Rxu_Yy0xsNI/AAAAAAAAAfk/4cd2EgIt0ow/s320/IMG_0328.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123899433744969938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/Rxu_rS0xsOI/AAAAAAAAAfs/i1rau6bkZZI/s1600-h/IMG_0329.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/Rxu_rS0xsOI/AAAAAAAAAfs/i1rau6bkZZI/s320/IMG_0329.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123899751572549858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some scenic views from the back seat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/Rxu94y0xsKI/AAAAAAAAAfM/T_rBZEjiEg8/s1600-h/IMG_0321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/Rxu94y0xsKI/AAAAAAAAAfM/T_rBZEjiEg8/s320/IMG_0321.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123897784477528226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/Rxu-Li0xsLI/AAAAAAAAAfU/8mI1F4iDHlk/s1600-h/IMG_0322.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/Rxu-Li0xsLI/AAAAAAAAAfU/8mI1F4iDHlk/s320/IMG_0322.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123898106600075442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/Rxu-6C0xsMI/AAAAAAAAAfc/XlGXj1JyVSE/s1600-h/IMG_0326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/Rxu-6C0xsMI/AAAAAAAAAfc/XlGXj1JyVSE/s320/IMG_0326.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123898905463992514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really a neat experience although turbulence in a very little plane is quite a bit more disturbing than on a commercial aircraft!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;
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This was such a neat meeting for us.  It was actually a reunion of sorts - Cameron, Connor and Spencer were all at the Vung Tau orphanage in Vietnam together.  Bill and Jenna gave Mike and I one of the best Christmas presents we've ever received - pictures of our boys while we waited for travel.  These were among their gifts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Connor sleeping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/Ru2ioEoCDCI/AAAAAAAAAc8/AleKFgIGLm4/s1600-h/2+Connor+sleeping.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/Ru2ioEoCDCI/AAAAAAAAAc8/AleKFgIGLm4/s320/2+Connor+sleeping.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110919961455496226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cameron just being his cute little self&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/Ru2ixkoCDDI/AAAAAAAAAdE/8om1LOHZlYw/s1600-h/4+Cameron+so+cute.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/Ru2ixkoCDDI/AAAAAAAAAdE/8om1LOHZlYw/s320/4+Cameron+so+cute.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110920124664253490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are pictures of the boys' first meeting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/Ru2gk0oCDBI/AAAAAAAAAc0/dbMVR5Xx6EQ/s1600-h/IMG_0278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/Ru2gk0oCDBI/AAAAAAAAAc0/dbMVR5Xx6EQ/s320/IMG_0278.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110917706597665810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/Ru2jJEoCDEI/AAAAAAAAAdM/x1s5S0OfOnc/s1600-h/IMG_0279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/Ru2jJEoCDEI/AAAAAAAAAdM/x1s5S0OfOnc/s320/IMG_0279.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110920528391179330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spencer is such a happy little guy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/Ru2jhUoCDFI/AAAAAAAAAdU/IzSGrDAR96c/s1600-h/IMG_0281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/Ru2jhUoCDFI/AAAAAAAAAdU/IzSGrDAR96c/s320/IMG_0281.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110920945003007058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad showing Connor the smoke tornado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/Ru2kHEoCDGI/AAAAAAAAAdc/FRAOEiTsyiI/s1600-h/IMG_0283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/Ru2kHEoCDGI/AAAAAAAAAdc/FRAOEiTsyiI/s320/IMG_0283.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110921593543068770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom showing Cameron the water cyclone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/Ru2kVUoCDHI/AAAAAAAAAdk/FD0VA64ZbFk/s1600-h/IMG_0284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/Ru2kVUoCDHI/AAAAAAAAAdk/FD0VA64ZbFk/s320/IMG_0284.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110921838356204658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad took Cameron into the hurricane simulator.  Both thought it was pretty fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/Ru2kh0oCDII/AAAAAAAAAds/gm0U5Spy7FQ/s1600-h/IMG_0286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/Ru2kh0oCDII/AAAAAAAAAds/gm0U5Spy7FQ/s320/IMG_0286.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110922053104569474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jenna &amp; Spencer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/Ru2kyUoCDJI/AAAAAAAAAd0/6dVq22YLTUQ/s1600-h/IMG_0288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/Ru2kyUoCDJI/AAAAAAAAAd0/6dVq22YLTUQ/s320/IMG_0288.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110922336572411026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting ready to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/Ru2l8UoCDLI/AAAAAAAAAeE/urQTqRWnBPU/s1600-h/IMG_0298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/Ru2l8UoCDLI/AAAAAAAAAeE/urQTqRWnBPU/s320/IMG_0298.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110923607882730674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/Ru2luEoCDKI/AAAAAAAAAd8/BZGLDV38WbM/s1600-h/IMG_0296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6rEFl6KVAX0/Ru2luEoCDKI/AAAAAAAAAd8/BZGLDV38WbM/s320/IMG_0296.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110923363069594786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had such a good time with them and can't wait until we meet up again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;
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