<?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-6626367277736275204</id><updated>2012-02-16T15:28:46.493-05:00</updated><category term='Beth'/><category term='Lindsay'/><category term='Ben'/><category term='Luke'/><category term='Pregnancy'/><category term='Vacation'/><category term='Heather'/><category term='House'/><category term='Extended fam'/><category term='Samuel'/><title type='text'>Life With The Avis Family</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05481123204181059898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TImwRBq8a_I/AAAAAAAAC6g/vxn1sNLvmjE/S220/DSCN0204.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>334</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626367277736275204.post-6728820757571420885</id><published>2012-02-14T20:30:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-14T20:30:10.864-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Luke'/><title type='text'>Be My Valentine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WQnVfDRMeTo/TzsKSQbVClI/AAAAAAAADso/e9Z4GQqkj5A/s1600/DSCN2813.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WQnVfDRMeTo/TzsKSQbVClI/AAAAAAAADso/e9Z4GQqkj5A/s320/DSCN2813.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Mom, the flash is totally freaking me out!"﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626367277736275204-6728820757571420885?l=benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6728820757571420885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6626367277736275204&amp;postID=6728820757571420885' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/6728820757571420885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/6728820757571420885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/2012/02/be-my-valentine.html' title='Be My Valentine'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05481123204181059898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TImwRBq8a_I/AAAAAAAAC6g/vxn1sNLvmjE/S220/DSCN0204.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WQnVfDRMeTo/TzsKSQbVClI/AAAAAAAADso/e9Z4GQqkj5A/s72-c/DSCN2813.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626367277736275204.post-5646073356300236587</id><published>2012-02-12T13:53:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-12T13:53:42.580-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lindsay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heather'/><title type='text'>Storybook Dance</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;On Thursday night Lindsay's school held their annual "Storybook Dance."&amp;nbsp; The kids can dress up as any storybook character and spend a night at the school dancing and playing games and having fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is Lindsay's first year being able to attend (we moved to our house and the new school the day after Valentine's Day last year), and she was so excited!&amp;nbsp; The whole family was invited, but seeing as I had just had Luke, only Lindsay and Daddy went.&amp;nbsp; Heather was pretty disappointed, even though I informed her she'd be able to go next year since she'd be in kindergarten, but that wasn't good enough.&amp;nbsp; So we had a special night at home, picking up&amp;nbsp;some Little Cesar's and watching Kung Fu Panda 2.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She decided to dress up as Belle.&amp;nbsp; She was so precious posing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xx45m7_5PLQ/TzgJfahewYI/AAAAAAAADsU/DGRhJUygAqI/s1600/DSCN2775.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xx45m7_5PLQ/TzgJfahewYI/AAAAAAAADsU/DGRhJUygAqI/s320/DSCN2775.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had no idea what to dress Ben as, so I told him to just dress nicely and go as "The Beast in human form" - ha!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NtS7BT1iEas/TzgJi-a303I/AAAAAAAADsc/QIQDJQuSqAk/s1600/DSCN2778.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NtS7BT1iEas/TzgJi-a303I/AAAAAAAADsc/QIQDJQuSqAk/s320/DSCN2778.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lindsay had a great time and a special evening with her dad.&amp;nbsp; She apparently got a lot of compliments from her classmates that she looked "so beautiful" and "like a real princess".&amp;nbsp; She was in heaven!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626367277736275204-5646073356300236587?l=benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5646073356300236587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6626367277736275204&amp;postID=5646073356300236587' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/5646073356300236587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/5646073356300236587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/2012/02/storybook-dance.html' title='Storybook Dance'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05481123204181059898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TImwRBq8a_I/AAAAAAAAC6g/vxn1sNLvmjE/S220/DSCN0204.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xx45m7_5PLQ/TzgJfahewYI/AAAAAAAADsU/DGRhJUygAqI/s72-c/DSCN2775.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626367277736275204.post-328228017781668207</id><published>2012-02-11T20:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-11T20:46:56.861-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Samuel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Luke'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lindsay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heather'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Extended fam'/><title type='text'>Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X2hOKfS1juQ/TzcYcYzRlfI/AAAAAAAADrI/9UEIQJveKyc/s1600/DSCN2765.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X2hOKfS1juQ/TzcYcYzRlfI/AAAAAAAADrI/9UEIQJveKyc/s320/DSCN2765.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S1kuSVWOI9I/TzcYi3ITnxI/AAAAAAAADrQ/jlIdS2_xo5g/s1600/DSCN2767.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S1kuSVWOI9I/TzcYi3ITnxI/AAAAAAAADrQ/jlIdS2_xo5g/s320/DSCN2767.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R34HRjDeN_4/TzcYmnFyHgI/AAAAAAAADrY/cpsfmlHg7Ow/s1600/DSCN2770.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BZukufH8w94/TzcY4J0bSnI/AAAAAAAADr4/vglPnOsYWS0/s1600/DSCN2786.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BZukufH8w94/TzcY4J0bSnI/AAAAAAAADr4/vglPnOsYWS0/s320/DSCN2786.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m0DQLgNS0xk/TzcZEdZ6wyI/AAAAAAAADsA/fgwoZ7w1wwk/s1600/DSCN2788.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m0DQLgNS0xk/TzcZEdZ6wyI/AAAAAAAADsA/fgwoZ7w1wwk/s320/DSCN2788.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-WNoNjO68g/TzcZUorNDrI/AAAAAAAADsM/VNwNGa80YAY/s1600/DSCN2797.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-WNoNjO68g/TzcZUorNDrI/AAAAAAAADsM/VNwNGa80YAY/s320/DSCN2797.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today my mom left to go back to Las Vegas.&amp;nbsp; I was pretty bummed.&amp;nbsp; She's been a big help and it is always nice spending time with her.&amp;nbsp; Thanks, Mom, for all your help - it was really appreciated!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then Kira heads home on Monday and we'll be a family of six by ourselves for the first time... we will miss her, too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626367277736275204-328228017781668207?l=benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/328228017781668207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6626367277736275204&amp;postID=328228017781668207' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/328228017781668207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/328228017781668207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/2012/02/pictures.html' title='Pictures'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05481123204181059898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TImwRBq8a_I/AAAAAAAAC6g/vxn1sNLvmjE/S220/DSCN0204.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X2hOKfS1juQ/TzcYcYzRlfI/AAAAAAAADrI/9UEIQJveKyc/s72-c/DSCN2765.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626367277736275204.post-1911747893171153200</id><published>2012-02-05T08:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-11T20:46:56.856-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Samuel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Luke'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lindsay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heather'/><title type='text'>Luke Is Here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2JbduKt-XLk/Ty58cYZvADI/AAAAAAAADqk/GVw9LnJWttA/s1600/DSCN2734.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2JbduKt-XLk/Ty58cYZvADI/AAAAAAAADqk/GVw9LnJWttA/s320/DSCN2734.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fqdrTKCs5Wc/Ty59r-57Q3I/AAAAAAAADqs/jZoFQT3zxiM/s1600/DSCN2741.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fqdrTKCs5Wc/Ty59r-57Q3I/AAAAAAAADqs/jZoFQT3zxiM/s320/DSCN2741.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For the life of me, I cannot get this picture to flip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Luke Charles Avis was born at 2:04 PM on Feb. 3.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He weighed 9 lbs. and was 20.5 inches long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We are so happy he's here!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626367277736275204-1911747893171153200?l=benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1911747893171153200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6626367277736275204&amp;postID=1911747893171153200' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/1911747893171153200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/1911747893171153200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/2012/02/luke-is-here.html' title='Luke Is Here!'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05481123204181059898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TImwRBq8a_I/AAAAAAAAC6g/vxn1sNLvmjE/S220/DSCN0204.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2JbduKt-XLk/Ty58cYZvADI/AAAAAAAADqk/GVw9LnJWttA/s72-c/DSCN2734.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626367277736275204.post-7346338098373795119</id><published>2012-01-24T10:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T10:48:10.801-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Samuel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lindsay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heather'/><title type='text'>LICE</title><content type='html'>Yes... those nasty bugs have infected our house.&amp;nbsp; I first noticed them on Sam Sunday afternoon.&amp;nbsp; I was just running my fingers through his hair (he loves this) and they got caught on something.&amp;nbsp; Upon further inspection, it was part of his lunch in his hair, but then I noticed something dark underneath it.&amp;nbsp; I proceeded to check that out and pulled out a bug I had never seen before in my life.&amp;nbsp; My first thought was, oh, he must have gotten some dirt and bugs in his hair from playing outside earlier... but then I did more investigating, and found more of these bugs.&amp;nbsp; I started freaking out.&amp;nbsp; Lice did cross my mind, but we've never had them before so I had no idea what they looked like.&amp;nbsp; It was nap time, so I put the kids down for their naps, came back down stairs and hopped online to investigate what these bugs were... and of course, they were lice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started freaking out!&amp;nbsp; Where did we get lice from?&amp;nbsp; Does anybody else have it?&amp;nbsp; OF COURSE I have to have it, don't I?&amp;nbsp; How long has it been in the house?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I began cleaning like crazy, which is kind of hard to do at this point (37.5 weeks pregnant), but lice freaks me out.&amp;nbsp; I called my mom and had a good cry (I know, pathetic) about having lice in the house.&amp;nbsp; It's just these last few weeks of pregnancy have been really difficult themselves, and I really didn't need lice on top of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heather woke up first and I checked her head... and found only one louse.&amp;nbsp; Then it was Lindsay's turn... she was pretty loaded.&amp;nbsp; At first I thought Sam got the lice from the barber, but then Ben informed me they cut his (Ben's hair) before Sam's, so if they hadn't cleaned their supplies before cutting Sam's hair then Ben should have lice, too.&amp;nbsp; But I checked him and he was clean.&amp;nbsp; Thankfully I'm clean, too, so it's just the kiddos who are contaminated.&amp;nbsp; Since it's not the barber who gave us these lovely bugs, the only other possible place is school.&amp;nbsp; But this surprised me, because I have not received any sort of notice from the school that there have been any cases of lice, and isn't that something the school should inform you about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Sunday night after Ben got back from duty, he ran to the store to grab the necessary debugging supplies and we set to work.&amp;nbsp; Now everyone has been treated (except Sam because he is too young, but we have been checking him thoroughly every day and getting rid of whatever we find) and we are cleaning everything like crazy!&amp;nbsp; Stuffed animals and Barbies have been taken away for decontamination and everything you can possibly imagined has been washed and/or vacuumed.&amp;nbsp; It has been ridiculous work, but hopefully we will squish these bugs out of our house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I kept Lindsay home from school just to give the medicine more time to do it's thing... not sure if it makes any difference, but it made me feel better not sending her to school right away.&amp;nbsp; I did call the school to inform them we found lice in her hair and explained that's the only place she could have gotten it... so why didn't we receive a letter from the school that it was going around?&amp;nbsp; I was informed that the school only notifies parents if there is a mass infestation and that individual cases are not reported - WT...?&amp;nbsp; Apparently they keep track of which students in which classrooms get it, and then if a high enough percentage report it, then they notify parents.&amp;nbsp; This made me pretty angry... if I had known even ONE case had been reported, I would have been on the look-out and hopefully this whole thing could have been avoided!&amp;nbsp; So I will be contacting the school board about this policy and hope it changes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that's our last few days in a nutshell - not fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626367277736275204-7346338098373795119?l=benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7346338098373795119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6626367277736275204&amp;postID=7346338098373795119' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/7346338098373795119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/7346338098373795119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/2012/01/lice.html' title='LICE'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05481123204181059898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TImwRBq8a_I/AAAAAAAAC6g/vxn1sNLvmjE/S220/DSCN0204.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626367277736275204.post-4115214707146788906</id><published>2012-01-20T15:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-11T20:48:06.836-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Luke'/><title type='text'>37 Weeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I don't know what it is, but Ben has been taking awful belly pictures of me lately.&amp;nbsp; They either have funny angles or bad lighting or I'm mid talking... they just all look horrible.&amp;nbsp; So today for my official 37 week picture, I took a picture of him to show him how I wanted the picture to turn out.&amp;nbsp; He posed so nicely for me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nwZ-AIIjuHU/TxnS02UXAbI/AAAAAAAADqE/GFFl1vaP5vY/s1600/DSCN2691.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nwZ-AIIjuHU/TxnS02UXAbI/AAAAAAAADqE/GFFl1vaP5vY/s320/DSCN2691.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And apparently here is the outcome.&amp;nbsp; Not as bad as the previous weeks, so we'll go with it.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tPcqG7BFTS0/TxnS4Ios66I/AAAAAAAADqM/vnotxZr-70U/s1600/DSCN2692.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tPcqG7BFTS0/TxnS4Ios66I/AAAAAAAADqM/vnotxZr-70U/s320/DSCN2692.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I feel huge and according to the midwives the baby is getting pretty huge, too.&amp;nbsp; I was asked what size my biggest baby was (Heather was 8 lbs. 11 oz.), and was told this little guy would be similar sized or bigger.&amp;nbsp; As long as he's not over 10 lbs. I think I can handle it... ;)﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626367277736275204-4115214707146788906?l=benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4115214707146788906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6626367277736275204&amp;postID=4115214707146788906' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/4115214707146788906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/4115214707146788906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/2012/01/37-weeks.html' title='37 Weeks'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05481123204181059898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TImwRBq8a_I/AAAAAAAAC6g/vxn1sNLvmjE/S220/DSCN0204.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nwZ-AIIjuHU/TxnS02UXAbI/AAAAAAAADqE/GFFl1vaP5vY/s72-c/DSCN2691.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626367277736275204.post-5030230850419451283</id><published>2012-01-13T08:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T08:39:33.164-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lindsay'/><title type='text'>Always Nice...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YfXCY6Cpfdw/TxAyNqS9xpI/AAAAAAAADpo/10ww1tZaW8I/s1600/DSCN2688.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YfXCY6Cpfdw/TxAyNqS9xpI/AAAAAAAADpo/10ww1tZaW8I/s320/DSCN2688.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's always nice to hear you're doing a good job as a parent.&amp;nbsp; Especially after days like yesterday - I literally wanted to give up.&amp;nbsp; I was exhausted, sore and sick.&amp;nbsp; The last few mornings I've woken up feeling sick, somewhat like morning sickness... shouldn't that be gone by the last month of pregnancy?&amp;nbsp; I love being pregnant and I am so thankful to have a healthy baby boy growing inside of me, but my body is taking a beating and I am struggling to make it through each day (and night).&amp;nbsp; I have been extremely irritable with my children (I know, shame on me) and I think they're noticing I'm not keeping on top of things like I should and are starting to act up.&amp;nbsp; Yesterday everything kind of just culminated into a horrible day.&amp;nbsp; I felt like such a terrible mother and wanted to have a good cry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then I checked Lindsay's homework slip and saw this.&amp;nbsp; Maybe I'm not doing such a bad job.&amp;nbsp; Lindsay is such a good girl and I am so proud of her - she is a great student and such a polite girl.&amp;nbsp; I'm so glad she behaves in class and I'm thankful for this nice note from her teacher - it helped me through a rough day.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626367277736275204-5030230850419451283?l=benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5030230850419451283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6626367277736275204&amp;postID=5030230850419451283' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/5030230850419451283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/5030230850419451283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/2012/01/always-nice.html' title='Always Nice...'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05481123204181059898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TImwRBq8a_I/AAAAAAAAC6g/vxn1sNLvmjE/S220/DSCN0204.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YfXCY6Cpfdw/TxAyNqS9xpI/AAAAAAAADpo/10ww1tZaW8I/s72-c/DSCN2688.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626367277736275204.post-6383723389709714716</id><published>2012-01-05T15:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T15:16:13.888-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Samuel'/><title type='text'>Not A Baby...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;During break we moved Sam from the crib to a twin bed.&amp;nbsp; It was a little bittersweet.&amp;nbsp; He's been really good about staying in his big boy bed and seems to be sleeping fine in it.&amp;nbsp; It's just a little saddening to think that he's not my little baby anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway, I loved how he sleeps.&amp;nbsp; He ended up taking a ridiculously&amp;nbsp;long nap this morning and I caught him still asleep when I went to get him for lunch. He was just too cute I had to snap a picture.&amp;nbsp; I love these sweet, quiet moments (the quiet moments are rather few with him).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oYewht3puoc/TwYCtv9nRxI/AAAAAAAADn4/Q0saVc25xMY/s1600/DSCN2639.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oYewht3puoc/TwYCtv9nRxI/AAAAAAAADn4/Q0saVc25xMY/s320/DSCN2639.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;These moments go by so fast...﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626367277736275204-6383723389709714716?l=benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6383723389709714716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6626367277736275204&amp;postID=6383723389709714716' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/6383723389709714716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/6383723389709714716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/2012/01/not-baby.html' title='Not A Baby...'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05481123204181059898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TImwRBq8a_I/AAAAAAAAC6g/vxn1sNLvmjE/S220/DSCN0204.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oYewht3puoc/TwYCtv9nRxI/AAAAAAAADn4/Q0saVc25xMY/s72-c/DSCN2639.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626367277736275204.post-1536123015537970660</id><published>2012-01-03T15:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-11T20:48:06.830-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Samuel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Luke'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lindsay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heather'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='House'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation'/><title type='text'>2011... in review</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;2011 was a great year for our family.&amp;nbsp; It started out a little crazy (trying to buy a house to move out of our rental that was going into foreclosure), but we have been very blessed this past year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Some exciting highlights:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;1. WE BOUGHT OUR FIRST HOUSE!&amp;nbsp; So exciting!&amp;nbsp; And scary at the same time.&amp;nbsp; But it has been worth it.&amp;nbsp; It's a great feeling knowing all the work we're putting into this place is for us and our children and making it a home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;2.&amp;nbsp; Baby #4 on the way!&amp;nbsp; We are so happy to be adding another little kiddo to this crazy bunch!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;3. We went to Disney World!&amp;nbsp; The kids had a lot of fun seeing their favorite characters, as well as riding the rides and spending time with some extended family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;4. No crazy health scares!&amp;nbsp; We've had some issues with this in the past, and we are glad this year was a relatively healthy one!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;5. Ben has a great job - I am so thankful for that every day.&amp;nbsp; I cannot imagine what we would do with it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;2011 was great, and we're hoping 2012 is just as good, if not better!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We hope you all have a wonderful year as well!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HDhDWAfdWzg/TwNgvnxsG2I/AAAAAAAADns/-FXNBWPwBSI/s1600/IMG_0622.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HDhDWAfdWzg/TwNgvnxsG2I/AAAAAAAADns/-FXNBWPwBSI/s320/IMG_0622.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626367277736275204-1536123015537970660?l=benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1536123015537970660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6626367277736275204&amp;postID=1536123015537970660' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/1536123015537970660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/1536123015537970660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/2012/01/2011-in-review.html' title='2011... in review'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05481123204181059898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TImwRBq8a_I/AAAAAAAAC6g/vxn1sNLvmjE/S220/DSCN0204.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HDhDWAfdWzg/TwNgvnxsG2I/AAAAAAAADns/-FXNBWPwBSI/s72-c/IMG_0622.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626367277736275204.post-7914695150432027982</id><published>2011-12-28T18:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T18:32:03.677-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Samuel'/><title type='text'>18 Months</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5cK07c9LrRY/Tvul7-XoshI/AAAAAAAADng/4x2u21s04SI/s1600/DSCN2446.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5cK07c9LrRY/Tvul7-XoshI/AAAAAAAADng/4x2u21s04SI/s320/DSCN2446.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;18 month stats&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Weight: 27 lbs. 13 oz. (75th percentile)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Height: 33 inches (75th percentile)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Talking: not so much... he mostly grunts and groans.&amp;nbsp; The doctor thinks speech therapy might help, but I'm kind of hesitant to start that up in the near future - I'll have a newborn and I'm hoping Sam will start talking more on his own... we'll see how he does the next couple of months.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mood: super whiny today at the doctor.&amp;nbsp; I guess he's still not used to her dark skin.&amp;nbsp; Clung to Mama like there was no tomorrow.&amp;nbsp; I think someone is going to have a hard time when little brother gets here in a little over a month...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626367277736275204-7914695150432027982?l=benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7914695150432027982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6626367277736275204&amp;postID=7914695150432027982' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/7914695150432027982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/7914695150432027982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/2011/12/18-months.html' title='18 Months'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05481123204181059898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TImwRBq8a_I/AAAAAAAAC6g/vxn1sNLvmjE/S220/DSCN0204.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5cK07c9LrRY/Tvul7-XoshI/AAAAAAAADng/4x2u21s04SI/s72-c/DSCN2446.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626367277736275204.post-6527523243792095471</id><published>2011-12-27T11:04:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T11:04:54.655-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beth'/><title type='text'>8 Years</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;8 years ago today I was getting ready to marry the man of my dreams...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-076NSiy_Qqk/TvnsO3WPzSI/AAAAAAAADnM/pVrNXtGMWGY/s1600/DSCF2775.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-076NSiy_Qqk/TvnsO3WPzSI/AAAAAAAADnM/pVrNXtGMWGY/s320/DSCF2775.JPG" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Nl5t1Ru2U5Y/TvnsS0Af2xI/AAAAAAAADnU/xJ9vcOdqzfA/s1600/DSCF2770.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Nl5t1Ru2U5Y/TvnsS0Af2xI/AAAAAAAADnU/xJ9vcOdqzfA/s320/DSCF2770.JPG" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Man, we were so young!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy anniversary, my love!&amp;nbsp; Here's to 80 more years!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626367277736275204-6527523243792095471?l=benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6527523243792095471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6626367277736275204&amp;postID=6527523243792095471' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/6527523243792095471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/6527523243792095471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/2011/12/8-years.html' title='8 Years'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05481123204181059898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TImwRBq8a_I/AAAAAAAAC6g/vxn1sNLvmjE/S220/DSCN0204.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-076NSiy_Qqk/TvnsO3WPzSI/AAAAAAAADnM/pVrNXtGMWGY/s72-c/DSCF2775.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626367277736275204.post-7118639024859487364</id><published>2011-12-26T09:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T09:02:09.125-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Samuel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lindsay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heather'/><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;PICTURE OVERLOAD (mostly for family)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cPGrC5fBqtI/Tvh56J40qNI/AAAAAAAADkY/yx1VfhqjOEk/s1600/DSCN2578.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cPGrC5fBqtI/Tvh56J40qNI/AAAAAAAADkY/yx1VfhqjOEk/s320/DSCN2578.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9l-v3jOlZnI/Tvh6IR6ParI/AAAAAAAADkg/pheDllDNA3g/s1600/DSCN2589.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9l-v3jOlZnI/Tvh6IR6ParI/AAAAAAAADkg/pheDllDNA3g/s320/DSCN2589.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Harry Potter legos!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3kbPhOmYrPU/Tvh6NFHMmRI/AAAAAAAADko/OGFK-XsLv38/s1600/DSCN2591.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3kbPhOmYrPU/Tvh6NFHMmRI/AAAAAAAADko/OGFK-XsLv38/s320/DSCN2591.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Princess dresses!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wtuLaCw76uU/Tvh6WOGrSqI/AAAAAAAADkw/EnLjx4EGEtU/s1600/DSCN2596.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wtuLaCw76uU/Tvh6WOGrSqI/AAAAAAAADkw/EnLjx4EGEtU/s320/DSCN2596.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Not sure why this one turned this direction, but I thought it was cute - Sam laying in wrapping paper opening one of his presents... it was difficult tearing it apart tiny piece by tiny piece&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ODiO_1ijSF0/Tvh6bSdfWyI/AAAAAAAADk4/fvGTeQqSdTU/s1600/DSCN2597.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ODiO_1ijSF0/Tvh6bSdfWyI/AAAAAAAADk4/fvGTeQqSdTU/s320/DSCN2597.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gel pens from Grandma and Grandpa&amp;nbsp;Avis!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NUTzNMDlPKA/Tvh6eURwiHI/AAAAAAAADlA/ZYvXfYKyMbM/s1600/DSCN2598.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NUTzNMDlPKA/Tvh6eURwiHI/AAAAAAAADlA/ZYvXfYKyMbM/s320/DSCN2598.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The "Awake-inator" - alarm clock from Grandpa and Grandpa Avis - how cool is that?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FHqcmtewl_M/Tvh6oAibdiI/AAAAAAAADlI/IjZCNut1_t4/s1600/DSCN2609.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FHqcmtewl_M/Tvh6oAibdiI/AAAAAAAADlI/IjZCNut1_t4/s320/DSCN2609.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Princess wardrobe from&amp;nbsp;Grandma and Papa Howe!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZzGmGcxOyXI/Tvh6uwopbHI/AAAAAAAADlQ/Fc7JrgyuINo/s1600/DSCN2610.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZzGmGcxOyXI/Tvh6uwopbHI/AAAAAAAADlQ/Fc7JrgyuINo/s320/DSCN2610.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Art kit&amp;nbsp;from Aunt Lisa&amp;nbsp;and Uncle Dave!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BexohViBWDA/Tvh6yGOMD-I/AAAAAAAADlY/Wgx2m0ytcYM/s1600/DSCN2611.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BexohViBWDA/Tvh6yGOMD-I/AAAAAAAADlY/Wgx2m0ytcYM/s320/DSCN2611.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Again, not sure why it turned this direction, but Sam showing off his clothes from Aunt Lisa and Uncle Dave&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u7VLuzuSujk/Tvh63dJmVaI/AAAAAAAADlg/ePNHw1qqziM/s1600/DSCN2612.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u7VLuzuSujk/Tvh63dJmVaI/AAAAAAAADlg/ePNHw1qqziM/s320/DSCN2612.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The newest How To Train Your Dragon&amp;nbsp;book!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pSmxd_zVWEA/Tvh68yJ4j2I/AAAAAAAADlo/JEyzsSfCHaY/s1600/DSCN2615.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pSmxd_zVWEA/Tvh68yJ4j2I/AAAAAAAADlo/JEyzsSfCHaY/s320/DSCN2615.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thor Hammer from Heather!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GkyHlJoKvqc/Tvh7BkndzqI/AAAAAAAADlw/l-4hLOpopYo/s1600/DSCN2617.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GkyHlJoKvqc/Tvh7BkndzqI/AAAAAAAADlw/l-4hLOpopYo/s320/DSCN2617.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thor sword and shield from Lindsay!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v69-711PgwE/Tvh7IJF2-6I/AAAAAAAADl4/Jl9YWFSyY9A/s1600/DSCN2619.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v69-711PgwE/Tvh7IJF2-6I/AAAAAAAADl4/Jl9YWFSyY9A/s320/DSCN2619.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Art easel from Grandma and Papa Howe!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SvLH5pReURU/Tvh7K0Mi0MI/AAAAAAAADmA/Nt08DfRgZao/s1600/DSCN2620.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SvLH5pReURU/Tvh7K0Mi0MI/AAAAAAAADmA/Nt08DfRgZao/s320/DSCN2620.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Barbie car from Aunt Livi and Uncle Stephen!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LgtgWqJLZvU/Tvh7RnTAaBI/AAAAAAAADmI/urRJI90QgVw/s1600/DSCN2621.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LgtgWqJLZvU/Tvh7RnTAaBI/AAAAAAAADmI/urRJI90QgVw/s320/DSCN2621.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Toy tools from Grandma and Papa Howe!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qdUArxEGFI4/Tvh7f7rNEII/AAAAAAAADmQ/kepI3XkzpL4/s1600/DSCN2623.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qdUArxEGFI4/Tvh7f7rNEII/AAAAAAAADmQ/kepI3XkzpL4/s320/DSCN2623.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sam's favorite gift of the day - the light saber/candy stocking stuffer!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZAZnDrTLX0/Tvh7nm01Z5I/AAAAAAAADmY/c_jISfC0kt0/s1600/DSCN2624.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZAZnDrTLX0/Tvh7nm01Z5I/AAAAAAAADmY/c_jISfC0kt0/s320/DSCN2624.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ben got some Star Wars books&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-faeMu1PsT-4/Tvh7qpEyBsI/AAAAAAAADmg/RTUQisbxafI/s1600/DSCN2625.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-faeMu1PsT-4/Tvh7qpEyBsI/AAAAAAAADmg/RTUQisbxafI/s320/DSCN2625.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And some awesome Call of&amp;nbsp;Duty pjs from the kids!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RujQp5uoKgI/Tvh7wf4IzyI/AAAAAAAADmo/jEyOe13XH5Y/s1600/DSCN2632.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RujQp5uoKgI/Tvh7wf4IzyI/AAAAAAAADmo/jEyOe13XH5Y/s320/DSCN2632.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I got a food processor, Evanescence&amp;nbsp;CD, Once A Witch book, and Cuisinart Griddler (not pictured because used for Christmas breakfast) from Ben... and a hand blender from my mother-in-law&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6l6hYysVuYs/Tvh7zF_AStI/AAAAAAAADmw/R7s-xSBJ82o/s1600/DSCN2629.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6l6hYysVuYs/Tvh7zF_AStI/AAAAAAAADmw/R7s-xSBJ82o/s320/DSCN2629.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Having fun with our presents...&amp;nbsp; building legos together is the best!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EQDy8_psDvE/Tvh74aomF1I/AAAAAAAADm4/aKbS9-jEwkE/s1600/DSCN2630.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EQDy8_psDvE/Tvh74aomF1I/AAAAAAAADm4/aKbS9-jEwkE/s320/DSCN2630.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Heather&amp;nbsp;could NOT stop playing with her new princess barbie stuff&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cx5ALYxQ26o/Tvh8DnAZfoI/AAAAAAAADnA/5w9hyl8QVXM/s1600/DSCN2633.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cx5ALYxQ26o/Tvh8DnAZfoI/AAAAAAAADnA/5w9hyl8QVXM/s320/DSCN2633.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The kiddos in their new Christmas outfits!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had a lovely Christmas and hope you all did, too!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626367277736275204-7118639024859487364?l=benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7118639024859487364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6626367277736275204&amp;postID=7118639024859487364' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/7118639024859487364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/7118639024859487364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/2011/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05481123204181059898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TImwRBq8a_I/AAAAAAAAC6g/vxn1sNLvmjE/S220/DSCN0204.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cPGrC5fBqtI/Tvh56J40qNI/AAAAAAAADkY/yx1VfhqjOEk/s72-c/DSCN2578.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626367277736275204.post-6849015404763243028</id><published>2011-12-16T10:34:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T10:34:43.803-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lindsay'/><title type='text'>My Bug</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It's been a really busy week here in the Avis household.&amp;nbsp; Between wrapping presents (the WORST part of the holiday for me), shipping presents, getting the house ready for visitors and the new baby, etc.,&amp;nbsp;I have been running around like crazy and I'm completely exhausted!&amp;nbsp; Add to that the not sleeping well at night factor, according to my husband I've been a little ornery lately.&amp;nbsp; But shouldn't he know better than to tell a pregnant woman how to act/feel?&amp;nbsp; I guess he's forgotten a few things since the last pregnancy he was around for was Heather's 5 years ago!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It's also been a busy week for Lindsay.&amp;nbsp; They've been having a lot of fun activities this week at school, since it's the last week before the holidays.&amp;nbsp; She will have the next two weeks and one day off from school... fun for her, tiring for Mama, but it will be fun for me, too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Monday was "Around the World Day".&amp;nbsp; Lindsay kept going on and on about how they would be visiting Hawaii and she really wanted to wear her Hawaiian things she got from Grandma and Papa (my parents went to Hawaii last year and bought each of the kids a few special things - for the girls, they got cute flower hair clips, shell necklaces, and two bracelets).&amp;nbsp; I was kind of hesitant to let her wear the jewelery, but I decided to let her wear the clips and necklace.&amp;nbsp; She was so excited and just had to get a picture of herself.&amp;nbsp; Unfortunately, they ended up going everywhere EXCEPT Hawaii and Lindsay was pretty bummed.&amp;nbsp; She also ended up letting one of her friends wear her shell necklace and it ended up broken - figures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mTGRtQcuptA/TutiVTznLOI/AAAAAAAADkE/-MpUrnb17FA/s1600/DSCN2525.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mTGRtQcuptA/TutiVTznLOI/AAAAAAAADkE/-MpUrnb17FA/s320/DSCN2525.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The next day was pirate day and she came home with an eye patch.&amp;nbsp; Then Wednesday they worked on fun projects for their "Winter Party" (unfortunately this school calls it Winter instead of Christmas like her old school did last year).&amp;nbsp; All she brought home that day was some word searches and connect the dot drawings.&amp;nbsp; Such a hard life for a first grader! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Thursday was her class "Winter Party"&amp;nbsp;- the students got stockings full of goodies and a pizza party!&amp;nbsp; Heather and Sam enjoyed the pizza, too, as did the little man in my belly! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zz5dStymJWw/TutiYSgQZHI/AAAAAAAADkM/Rl_An7fiK9E/s1600/DSCN2530.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zz5dStymJWw/TutiYSgQZHI/AAAAAAAADkM/Rl_An7fiK9E/s320/DSCN2530.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I decided to bring her home early after her party, seeing as she had a gingerbread house they built, her stocking, a giant coloring book, and a bag of presents for Ben and I she had made.&amp;nbsp; I don't think she could have carried all that home on the bus by herself, and who doesn't love coming home from school early?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And today at school they got to wear their pjs and bring a blanket and pillow and watch "Polar Express".&amp;nbsp; She has had quite the fun week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I did have a special moment with her the other night.&amp;nbsp; I read to her every night, and now that she's getting older and can read herself, our book selections are becoming more mature.&amp;nbsp; We've already read all the How To Train Your Dragon books and we are currently on book number four in the Harry Potter series.&amp;nbsp; She told me the other night as I sat down on her bed to start reading, "Mom, thanks for reading to me every night.&amp;nbsp; I really love it."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me too, Lindsay Bug.&amp;nbsp; Me, too.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626367277736275204-6849015404763243028?l=benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6849015404763243028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6626367277736275204&amp;postID=6849015404763243028' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/6849015404763243028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/6849015404763243028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/2011/12/my-bug.html' title='My Bug'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05481123204181059898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TImwRBq8a_I/AAAAAAAAC6g/vxn1sNLvmjE/S220/DSCN0204.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mTGRtQcuptA/TutiVTznLOI/AAAAAAAADkE/-MpUrnb17FA/s72-c/DSCN2525.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626367277736275204.post-1097683032252870590</id><published>2011-12-12T08:59:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T08:59:44.727-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Samuel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beth'/><title type='text'>Chin Toucher</title><content type='html'>You know the show &lt;em&gt;Everybody Loves Raymond&lt;/em&gt;?&amp;nbsp; Well, it's on re-runs almost every night on TV Land, and I confess I watch it quite a bit.&amp;nbsp; I especially love Robert's character.&amp;nbsp; His quirk where he has to touch something to his chin a certain number of times before he can eat is just hilarious to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... I have my own little chin toucher on my hands.&amp;nbsp; The last few days I have noticed Sam touching the hanging part of his pacifier to his chin whenever it's nap time or bed time (the only times he gets his pacifier).&amp;nbsp; He repeats it 4 to 5 times, like it's some sort of routine to comfort him.&amp;nbsp; The last two days, however, I've noticed him touching the back of his hand to his chin in the same way when he's awake and doesn't have his pacifier.&amp;nbsp; I'm not sure what the reason is, but it must comfort him in some way.&amp;nbsp; Every time I see it, I can't help but think of Robert Barone, the chin toucher!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, my little Sam has been very snugly lately.&amp;nbsp; It has been so nice getting big hugs from him and just holding him in my lap.&amp;nbsp; I know these moments are becoming more and more rare as he gets older, especially since there will be a new baby in the house soon.&amp;nbsp; It's kind of hard to realize he won't be my little baby anymore... after all, he's almost 18 months old.&amp;nbsp; And he's almost as tall as Heather!&amp;nbsp; It's bittersweet watching my little boy grow up...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626367277736275204-1097683032252870590?l=benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1097683032252870590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6626367277736275204&amp;postID=1097683032252870590' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/1097683032252870590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/1097683032252870590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/2011/12/chin-toucher.html' title='Chin Toucher'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05481123204181059898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TImwRBq8a_I/AAAAAAAAC6g/vxn1sNLvmjE/S220/DSCN0204.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626367277736275204.post-250231024831714008</id><published>2011-12-09T13:16:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T13:32:27.474-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Samuel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lindsay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heather'/><title type='text'>Ben's Birthday and LM Christmas Celebration</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We met Ben up at work and headed to Red Lobster from there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qLKTgK8usaw/TuJQwz1A_0I/AAAAAAAADik/kaeD7BgSzBM/s1600/DSCN2474.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qLKTgK8usaw/TuJQwz1A_0I/AAAAAAAADik/kaeD7BgSzBM/s320/DSCN2474.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After a yummy dinner, the waiting staff came out and sang "Happy Birthday" (which he didn't want, but as soon as we sat down the girls shouted out to our waitress it was Daddy's birthday, so there was no going back).&amp;nbsp; At least he got a free dessert out of it!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-whucBEOH5ts/TuJQzoKUBGI/AAAAAAAADis/oRbd-P62Efo/s1600/DSCN2475.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-whucBEOH5ts/TuJQzoKUBGI/AAAAAAAADis/oRbd-P62Efo/s320/DSCN2475.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then we headed back to Ben's work for their annual Christmas party.&amp;nbsp; It was the official tree lighting ceremony, followed by pictures with Santa!&amp;nbsp; The girls had been dying to see Santa for so long... it was all Heather talked about yesterday.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MmcTKkAODPU/TuJQ17egYFI/AAAAAAAADi0/kORQEUSkQ4c/s1600/DSCN2478.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MmcTKkAODPU/TuJQ17egYFI/AAAAAAAADi0/kORQEUSkQ4c/s320/DSCN2478.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;While we waited in the incredibly long line, we met some friends and the children were entertained by the lights...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6R8PQierfQI/TuJQ-Jsmc6I/AAAAAAAADi8/Oywje4r4xng/s1600/DSCN2483.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6R8PQierfQI/TuJQ-Jsmc6I/AAAAAAAADi8/Oywje4r4xng/s320/DSCN2483.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...and dancing!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U0wOGLGMTG0/TuJRCajHIvI/AAAAAAAADjE/lmtqEBUDTjE/s1600/DSCN2485.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U0wOGLGMTG0/TuJRCajHIvI/AAAAAAAADjE/lmtqEBUDTjE/s320/DSCN2485.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Poor Sam was so exhausted!&amp;nbsp; Good thing he had his favorite blanket!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HZVW0iev0YU/TuJRjWFkN8I/AAAAAAAADjM/YYTzDhRglqI/s1600/DSCN2486.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HZVW0iev0YU/TuJRjWFkN8I/AAAAAAAADjM/YYTzDhRglqI/s320/DSCN2486.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Finally we met Santa!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VHJ6N7XYEh4/TuJRpUjbkyI/AAAAAAAADjU/ckaitoQO-T8/s1600/DSCN2489.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VHJ6N7XYEh4/TuJRpUjbkyI/AAAAAAAADjU/ckaitoQO-T8/s320/DSCN2489.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Once the big moment arrived, Heather was absolutely HORRIFIED of Santa.&amp;nbsp; She wanted down as soon as she got up.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JKQf8utZq84/TuJRsA7d3tI/AAAAAAAADjc/AqHyIU4i0Js/s1600/DSCN2491.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JKQf8utZq84/TuJRsA7d3tI/AAAAAAAADjc/AqHyIU4i0Js/s320/DSCN2491.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then next was our little screamer - we're sorry, Santa! ;)﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7OBkcUVy2FI/TuJRwV-F6cI/AAAAAAAADjk/ScI_DWbZwDQ/s1600/DSCN2493.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7OBkcUVy2FI/TuJRwV-F6cI/AAAAAAAADjk/ScI_DWbZwDQ/s320/DSCN2493.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After the "trauma" of seeing Santa, it was back home for Ben's gifts.&amp;nbsp; Sam was in a much better mood when we got home (of course, it was an hour and a half after bedtime...)﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bUW2DHgqblY/TuJR6Pfd7iI/AAAAAAAADjs/LFqCYg6vBqI/s1600/DSCN2498.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bUW2DHgqblY/TuJR6Pfd7iI/AAAAAAAADjs/LFqCYg6vBqI/s320/DSCN2498.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was a Star Wars birthday for Ben!&amp;nbsp; He got a lego set...﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pq8OsW6fN7s/TuJR83aSxVI/AAAAAAAADj0/_zVEJjxPNeI/s1600/DSCN2503.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pq8OsW6fN7s/TuJR83aSxVI/AAAAAAAADj0/_zVEJjxPNeI/s320/DSCN2503.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...and a book.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ryZH5jcSqjA/TuJSBdZBVjI/AAAAAAAADj8/df_quCBHW6A/s1600/DSCN2506.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ryZH5jcSqjA/TuJSBdZBVjI/AAAAAAAADj8/df_quCBHW6A/s320/DSCN2506.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I did make him a birthday cake, but by then it was so two hours past bedtime and the kids really needed to get to bed.&amp;nbsp; So we'll be having some birthday cake tonight!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ben says thank you to everyone who wished him a happy birthday and sent him cards.&amp;nbsp; It seems like he had a pretty good birthday!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626367277736275204-250231024831714008?l=benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/250231024831714008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6626367277736275204&amp;postID=250231024831714008' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/250231024831714008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/250231024831714008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/2011/12/bens-birthday-and-lm-christmas.html' title='Ben&apos;s Birthday and LM Christmas Celebration'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05481123204181059898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TImwRBq8a_I/AAAAAAAAC6g/vxn1sNLvmjE/S220/DSCN0204.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qLKTgK8usaw/TuJQwz1A_0I/AAAAAAAADik/kaeD7BgSzBM/s72-c/DSCN2474.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626367277736275204.post-2160145497353896006</id><published>2011-12-08T10:14:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T10:18:50.541-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Ben!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ilhZobGl-Dc/TuDUaPmEfQI/AAAAAAAADic/hM-kejk4-u8/s1600/DSCN2248.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ilhZobGl-Dc/TuDUaPmEfQI/AAAAAAAADic/hM-kejk4-u8/s320/DSCN2248.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy birthday to the love of my life!&amp;nbsp; I hope you have a wonderful day!&amp;nbsp; Thank you for all that you've given me in our &lt;em&gt;almost&lt;/em&gt; 8 years of married life&amp;nbsp;- a great house and home, three beautiful children with another soon to arrive, security, love, and comfort!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The kids are really excited to surprise you with their cards and gifts, after we go to your favorite restuarant, Red Lobster, for your birthday dinner.&amp;nbsp; Thank you, Discover Rewards! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy 28th birthday, Ben!&amp;nbsp; I love you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626367277736275204-2160145497353896006?l=benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2160145497353896006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6626367277736275204&amp;postID=2160145497353896006' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/2160145497353896006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/2160145497353896006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/2011/12/happy-birthday-ben.html' title='Happy Birthday, Ben!'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05481123204181059898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TImwRBq8a_I/AAAAAAAAC6g/vxn1sNLvmjE/S220/DSCN0204.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ilhZobGl-Dc/TuDUaPmEfQI/AAAAAAAADic/hM-kejk4-u8/s72-c/DSCN2248.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626367277736275204.post-4894694926079318755</id><published>2011-12-07T10:35:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T10:36:33.457-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heather'/><title type='text'>Rain, Rain, Go Away!</title><content type='html'>Ugh!!!!&amp;nbsp; It has been raining NON-STOP the last two days... I had some errands I had to run yesterday, but decided to put them off because I hate dragging the kids around in the rain.&amp;nbsp; I was hoping things would settle down today, but no, the rain is still coming strong!&amp;nbsp; So this morning cloudy and early of we went, tramping through the rain.&amp;nbsp; Of course Heather had to jump in all the puddles!&amp;nbsp; Again, ugh!!!!&amp;nbsp; My yard is completely flooded and I'm hoping it will all go away soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626367277736275204-4894694926079318755?l=benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4894694926079318755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6626367277736275204&amp;postID=4894694926079318755' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/4894694926079318755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/4894694926079318755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/2011/12/rain-rain-go-away.html' title='Rain, Rain, Go Away!'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05481123204181059898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TImwRBq8a_I/AAAAAAAAC6g/vxn1sNLvmjE/S220/DSCN0204.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626367277736275204.post-7434762115007683184</id><published>2011-12-06T16:28:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T16:33:05.915-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Samuel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beth'/><title type='text'>Ready, Aim, Fire!</title><content type='html'>Last night something happened to me that hasn't happened in almost&amp;nbsp;a year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was changing Sam's diaper for bedtime and praising him for being such a good helper with his diaper change.&amp;nbsp; He holds his legs up for me and never runs away or squirms during a diaper change.&amp;nbsp; Well, as I'm telling him he's such a good boy for holding his legs up for mama, he pees on me!!!!!&amp;nbsp; First time in&amp;nbsp;almost a year - I was shocked!&amp;nbsp; He totally knew he was doing it, too.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;He smiled about it as I was shrieking in alarm - little stinker!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626367277736275204-7434762115007683184?l=benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7434762115007683184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6626367277736275204&amp;postID=7434762115007683184' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/7434762115007683184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/7434762115007683184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/2011/12/ready-aim-fire.html' title='Ready, Aim, Fire!'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05481123204181059898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TImwRBq8a_I/AAAAAAAAC6g/vxn1sNLvmjE/S220/DSCN0204.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626367277736275204.post-8340306771485256126</id><published>2011-12-05T08:43:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T08:48:52.449-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Samuel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lindsay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heather'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='House'/><title type='text'>Oh, Christmas Tree</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This weekend we brought out all the Christmas decorations and started unloading.&amp;nbsp; The kids were really excited to help with the tree (except Heather - she likes to sit back and watch if it requires "too much" work) and put on the lights and ornaments.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RWZI0kX-uyE/TtzKFmkHEtI/AAAAAAAADh0/kitXPYwTkIA/s1600/DSCN2453.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RWZI0kX-uyE/TtzKFmkHEtI/AAAAAAAADh0/kitXPYwTkIA/s320/DSCN2453.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CWh95pe0KwM/TtzKKoZ6sFI/AAAAAAAADh8/LfBrV6g05Pk/s1600/DSCN2454.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CWh95pe0KwM/TtzKKoZ6sFI/AAAAAAAADh8/LfBrV6g05Pk/s320/DSCN2454.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0Zwp7DVOBVA/TtzKOh0xtWI/AAAAAAAADiE/1-8KYp5fzpg/s1600/DSCN2455.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0Zwp7DVOBVA/TtzKOh0xtWI/AAAAAAAADiE/1-8KYp5fzpg/s320/DSCN2455.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S9gupUkC-q4/TtzKSeij0CI/AAAAAAAADiM/Vm6viYJxSdU/s1600/DSCN2456.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S9gupUkC-q4/TtzKSeij0CI/AAAAAAAADiM/Vm6viYJxSdU/s320/DSCN2456.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes, the bottom third of our tree has no ornaments.&amp;nbsp; Have you met my 17 month old, Sam? ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vJ_p4RIMfoc/TtzKW1FQdqI/AAAAAAAADiU/M-oJlaYMSoY/s1600/DSCN2458.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vJ_p4RIMfoc/TtzKW1FQdqI/AAAAAAAADiU/M-oJlaYMSoY/s320/DSCN2458.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We have a disagreement in our house - when should you put up stockings?&amp;nbsp; I like them up for as long as possible.&amp;nbsp; I enjoy looking at them.&amp;nbsp; My stocking was made by my Grandma Howe.&amp;nbsp; My kids stocking are my by their Grandma Howe.&amp;nbsp; It's a nice tradition and I like looking at them.&amp;nbsp; Ben, however, feels you should not put stocking up until Christmas day.&amp;nbsp; What do you all think?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After all the decorating was done, the girls were acting rather rambunctious.&amp;nbsp; Ben was constantly asking them to calm down, but they weren't listening.&amp;nbsp; So he called them over and asked them, "Which part of calm down did you not understand?"&amp;nbsp; Lindsay takes a few seconds to think about it, then answers, "The 'c'."&amp;nbsp; I had to hide my face in a pillow not to laugh!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626367277736275204-8340306771485256126?l=benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8340306771485256126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6626367277736275204&amp;postID=8340306771485256126' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/8340306771485256126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/8340306771485256126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/2011/12/oh-christmas-tree.html' title='Oh, Christmas Tree'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05481123204181059898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TImwRBq8a_I/AAAAAAAAC6g/vxn1sNLvmjE/S220/DSCN0204.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RWZI0kX-uyE/TtzKFmkHEtI/AAAAAAAADh0/kitXPYwTkIA/s72-c/DSCN2453.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626367277736275204.post-4186771575286642993</id><published>2011-12-02T14:48:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T14:50:04.928-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Samuel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heather'/><title type='text'>BRRR!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s4UjOi04IDI/Ttkre-UpYSI/AAAAAAAADhs/T_REj3zD0T0/s1600/DSCN2450.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s4UjOi04IDI/Ttkre-UpYSI/AAAAAAAADhs/T_REj3zD0T0/s320/DSCN2450.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do you see the frost on the ground outside?&amp;nbsp; It was 24 degrees when I woke up to get Lindsay ready for school this morning - I HATE the cold!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When we went out for errands this morning, I made sure Sam and Heather were bundled to the max - unfortunately, Sam didn't want to keep on his little mittens.&amp;nbsp; But isn't his hat awesome?﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626367277736275204-4186771575286642993?l=benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4186771575286642993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6626367277736275204&amp;postID=4186771575286642993' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/4186771575286642993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/4186771575286642993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/2011/12/brrr.html' title='BRRR!'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05481123204181059898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TImwRBq8a_I/AAAAAAAAC6g/vxn1sNLvmjE/S220/DSCN0204.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s4UjOi04IDI/Ttkre-UpYSI/AAAAAAAADhs/T_REj3zD0T0/s72-c/DSCN2450.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626367277736275204.post-867248132901922630</id><published>2011-12-02T14:05:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-11T20:48:06.842-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Luke'/><title type='text'>30 Weeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;30 weeks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-63baYqXoU6c/TtkhfsMbVQI/AAAAAAAADhk/i0EHmRwn5qI/s1600/DSCN2449.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-63baYqXoU6c/TtkhfsMbVQI/AAAAAAAADhk/i0EHmRwn5qI/s320/DSCN2449.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How do&amp;nbsp;you feel?&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp; Don't know if you can tell in the picture, but I feel tired, sore and HUGE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And the baby?&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp; He's doing fine... although he's moved himself into positon to kick all my internal organs and it's not feeling too good.&amp;nbsp; But still, I enjoy just feeling him moving and squirming around inside of me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How are the siblings feeling?&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp; Excited.&amp;nbsp; Lindsay knows not to expect the baby being born right away, but Heather really feels he should be here by now!&amp;nbsp; Sam, he has no clue what's in store... I think he'll have a tough time adjusting to not being the littlest one in the house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you have a name picked out&lt;/em&gt;?&amp;nbsp; EEK!&amp;nbsp; This has been the hardest part... we just cannot agree on a name!&amp;nbsp; We think we're close, though... and no, we're not telling. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Are you ready for the baby to be here?&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp; Honestly, getting everything "ready" for the baby is not the most pressing thing for me.&amp;nbsp; Baby clothes are packed up in Sam's closet, Sam is still sleeping in the crib (although we did buy a twin bed to move him out of it soon), and my bedroom where the crib is going to go is a disaster zone!&amp;nbsp; This pregnancy is just sucking all my energy and it's hard to get a lot accomplished in one sitting.&amp;nbsp; But I do have a bunch of diapers stocked up - got to love sales and coupons!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626367277736275204-867248132901922630?l=benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/867248132901922630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6626367277736275204&amp;postID=867248132901922630' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/867248132901922630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/867248132901922630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/2011/12/30-weeks.html' title='30 Weeks'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05481123204181059898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TImwRBq8a_I/AAAAAAAAC6g/vxn1sNLvmjE/S220/DSCN0204.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-63baYqXoU6c/TtkhfsMbVQI/AAAAAAAADhk/i0EHmRwn5qI/s72-c/DSCN2449.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626367277736275204.post-5531056107309709018</id><published>2011-12-01T14:25:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T14:31:28.557-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Samuel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heather'/><title type='text'>The Joys of A Boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It's been very different having a little boy.&amp;nbsp; From diaper changes to eating habits to talking, it has been such a different experience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Lately Sam has been such a fun, helpful boy.&amp;nbsp; He LOVES his sisters and is always trying to copy them.&amp;nbsp; Unfortunately, sometimes they get tired of playing with/entertaining him, and when this happens, he attacks (in a playful way, of course).&amp;nbsp; He is so much fun to watch learn and grow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This morning Heather spilled some water in the kitchen, and Sam rushed to the rescue.&amp;nbsp; He grabbed a kitchen towel and mopped up the water right alongside her (in the middle of getting dressed).&amp;nbsp; It was too cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E0_-yj9cgNg/TtfUmWba0fI/AAAAAAAADhU/gRJOrBIjr8E/s1600/DSCN2443.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E0_-yj9cgNg/TtfUmWba0fI/AAAAAAAADhU/gRJOrBIjr8E/s320/DSCN2443.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I found this really cute Green Eggs and Ham bag on clearance at Target for $1.&amp;nbsp; I LOVE that one side says, "I am Sam" - it's perfect!&amp;nbsp; We use it to hold his diaper supplies.&amp;nbsp; He's such a good helper and tries to carry it himself.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iyG5HEsyib8/TtfUpOOTmNI/AAAAAAAADhc/vS-DnFc1abA/s1600/DSCN2446.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iyG5HEsyib8/TtfUpOOTmNI/AAAAAAAADhc/vS-DnFc1abA/s320/DSCN2446.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love this little guy so much!&amp;nbsp; I know he's going to make a great big brother!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626367277736275204-5531056107309709018?l=benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5531056107309709018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6626367277736275204&amp;postID=5531056107309709018' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/5531056107309709018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/5531056107309709018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/2011/12/joys-of-boy.html' title='The Joys of A Boy'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05481123204181059898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TImwRBq8a_I/AAAAAAAAC6g/vxn1sNLvmjE/S220/DSCN0204.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E0_-yj9cgNg/TtfUmWba0fI/AAAAAAAADhU/gRJOrBIjr8E/s72-c/DSCN2443.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626367277736275204.post-8642115173272146238</id><published>2011-11-28T20:27:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T20:30:49.744-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lindsay'/><title type='text'>Success!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-19qMd1CZw8Y/TtQ1TBzAfqI/AAAAAAAADhM/DFqOzBcgOcY/s1600/DSCN2440.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-19qMd1CZw8Y/TtQ1TBzAfqI/AAAAAAAADhM/DFqOzBcgOcY/s320/DSCN2440.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After being on "poop watch" all day... we found the penny!&amp;nbsp; We almost gave up hope as dinner was finished and still there was nothing... then Lindsay goes to the bathroom and shouts, "Hooray!&amp;nbsp; It's the penny!"&amp;nbsp; It was hilarious, and very relieving! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This penny is going somewhere special!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626367277736275204-8642115173272146238?l=benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8642115173272146238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6626367277736275204&amp;postID=8642115173272146238' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/8642115173272146238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/8642115173272146238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/2011/11/success.html' title='Success!'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05481123204181059898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TImwRBq8a_I/AAAAAAAAC6g/vxn1sNLvmjE/S220/DSCN0204.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-19qMd1CZw8Y/TtQ1TBzAfqI/AAAAAAAADhM/DFqOzBcgOcY/s72-c/DSCN2440.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626367277736275204.post-5369616489932122736</id><published>2011-11-26T19:12:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T19:14:13.904-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lindsay'/><title type='text'>How Do You Clean A Penny?</title><content type='html'>Well, if you asked Lindsay this morning, she would have told you to lick it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She found a penny in the van this afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way home she decided to "lick" it clean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she ended up swallowing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now she would tell you to clean your penny a different way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626367277736275204-5369616489932122736?l=benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5369616489932122736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6626367277736275204&amp;postID=5369616489932122736' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/5369616489932122736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/5369616489932122736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/2011/11/how-do-you-clean-penny.html' title='How Do You Clean A Penny?'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05481123204181059898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TImwRBq8a_I/AAAAAAAAC6g/vxn1sNLvmjE/S220/DSCN0204.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626367277736275204.post-4679878396759984053</id><published>2011-11-24T08:45:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T08:46:29.249-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We hope you all have a wonderful Thanksgiving!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Looking forward to some turkey later today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626367277736275204-4679878396759984053?l=benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4679878396759984053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6626367277736275204&amp;postID=4679878396759984053' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/4679878396759984053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/4679878396759984053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/2011/11/happy-thanksgiving.html' title='Happy Thanksgiving!'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05481123204181059898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TImwRBq8a_I/AAAAAAAAC6g/vxn1sNLvmjE/S220/DSCN0204.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626367277736275204.post-4503799348649843419</id><published>2011-11-20T14:21:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T14:21:55.646-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beth'/><title type='text'>Don't you just hate...</title><content type='html'>...that really sticky snot you get sometimes when you are sick?&amp;nbsp; It's like it clings to your sinuses for dear life.&amp;nbsp; I can't stand it and I hope it goes away soon...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626367277736275204-4503799348649843419?l=benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4503799348649843419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6626367277736275204&amp;postID=4503799348649843419' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/4503799348649843419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/4503799348649843419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/2011/11/dont-you-just-hate.html' title='Don&apos;t you just hate...'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05481123204181059898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TImwRBq8a_I/AAAAAAAAC6g/vxn1sNLvmjE/S220/DSCN0204.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626367277736275204.post-346677395128645875</id><published>2011-11-17T10:28:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T10:29:39.321-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Samuel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lindsay'/><title type='text'>It's The Most Wonderful Time Of The Year...</title><content type='html'>... but not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It always seems like this time of the year sickness enters our house.&amp;nbsp; Sure enough, this weekend Lindsay ends up sick, and now it has moved on to Sam and I.&amp;nbsp; Can I just say how much I hate getting sick?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... I will be moping about my house, not getting much accomplished and feeling miserable for the next few days (and hopefully that is all).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626367277736275204-346677395128645875?l=benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/346677395128645875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6626367277736275204&amp;postID=346677395128645875' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/346677395128645875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/346677395128645875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/2011/11/its-most-wonderful-time-of-year.html' title='It&apos;s The Most Wonderful Time Of The Year...'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05481123204181059898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TImwRBq8a_I/AAAAAAAAC6g/vxn1sNLvmjE/S220/DSCN0204.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626367277736275204.post-6587975779308110879</id><published>2011-11-12T08:09:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T08:21:38.776-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beth'/><title type='text'>Veteran's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Thursday night Ben's work hosted a Vet's Night dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It is so nice to have Ben work in a place that appreciates his service.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We lined up a babysitter for the night (which NEVER happens - it was so nice!) and made our way into downtown Marietta.&amp;nbsp; There was an hour of mingling at the beginning.&amp;nbsp; It was nice to meet some of the people Ben works with that I've never met before, as well as spend time with some familiar faces.&amp;nbsp; It was also fun to see most of the vets in varying degrees of uniforms (most wore whatever fit them, so there was quite a spread).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I do LOVE a man in uniform! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w2jgT5Sh35I/Tr5xXmH709I/AAAAAAAADg0/WQ_s-fQqK6o/s1600/DSCN2419.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w2jgT5Sh35I/Tr5xXmH709I/AAAAAAAADg0/WQ_s-fQqK6o/s320/DSCN2419.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After the hour of "mingling", we headed inside the banquet room to take our seats.&amp;nbsp; I went in by myself since they were planning on doing a roll call of all the vets that were there that night.&amp;nbsp; Here is Ben walking in when his name was called.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uzfAOGD2RoI/Tr5xaiwIoBI/AAAAAAAADg8/jsP4llNyoOc/s1600/DSCN2416.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uzfAOGD2RoI/Tr5xaiwIoBI/AAAAAAAADg8/jsP4llNyoOc/s320/DSCN2416.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There was a mediocre dinner and nice conversation, then it was time for the guest speaker.&amp;nbsp; It was a woman who served in the Army as a nurse and was actually deployed to Vietnam during the Vietnam war.&amp;nbsp; It was fascinating listening to her stories and experiences.&amp;nbsp; I am always honored and overwhelmed when I hear stories from those who have served in defense of our country.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am so blessed to live with the freedoms I have.&amp;nbsp; Thank you to all the vets out there!&amp;nbsp; A special thanks to those in my family: my hubby, my dad, my sister, Kira, and two of my brothers-in-law, Blake and Scott!&amp;nbsp; Thanks for all you do and have done!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4yzLfYXaASE/Tr5xeNdPnVI/AAAAAAAADhE/vIQdCDtDoao/s1600/DSCN2418.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4yzLfYXaASE/Tr5xeNdPnVI/AAAAAAAADhE/vIQdCDtDoao/s320/DSCN2418.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626367277736275204-6587975779308110879?l=benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6587975779308110879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6626367277736275204&amp;postID=6587975779308110879' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/6587975779308110879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/6587975779308110879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/2011/11/veterans-day.html' title='Veteran&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05481123204181059898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TImwRBq8a_I/AAAAAAAAC6g/vxn1sNLvmjE/S220/DSCN0204.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w2jgT5Sh35I/Tr5xXmH709I/AAAAAAAADg0/WQ_s-fQqK6o/s72-c/DSCN2419.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626367277736275204.post-1358236607148327525</id><published>2011-11-01T10:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T10:20:22.412-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Samuel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lindsay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heather'/><title type='text'>This is Halloween!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Lindsay as Princess Jasmine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-df4tOXRcwe0/Tq_94S5TywI/AAAAAAAADeY/Ej62vrO1EEc/s1600/DSCN2404.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-df4tOXRcwe0/Tq_94S5TywI/AAAAAAAADeY/Ej62vrO1EEc/s320/DSCN2404.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Heather as Rapunzel﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ic_Eyk1-gRw/Tq_99MLosUI/AAAAAAAADeg/7OGzDDg-4dk/s1600/DSCN2402.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ic_Eyk1-gRw/Tq_99MLosUI/AAAAAAAADeg/7OGzDDg-4dk/s320/DSCN2402.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sammy the Fireman﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-emQeWeNZ3KE/Tq_9_7dwSAI/AAAAAAAADeo/dJxG1-BdQuw/s1600/DSCN2407.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-emQeWeNZ3KE/Tq_9_7dwSAI/AAAAAAAADeo/dJxG1-BdQuw/s320/DSCN2407.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iA-sYbCt2cI/Tq_-EMnzH2I/AAAAAAAADew/ciB_6AvJERc/s1600/DSCN2410.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iA-sYbCt2cI/Tq_-EMnzH2I/AAAAAAAADew/ciB_6AvJERc/s320/DSCN2410.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So excited for trick-or-treating!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oPkRV2Z5Z94/Tq_-JnJWT2I/AAAAAAAADe4/3jHlqCe3tTU/s1600/DSCN2406.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oPkRV2Z5Z94/Tq_-JnJWT2I/AAAAAAAADe4/3jHlqCe3tTU/s320/DSCN2406.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JT-fJ8g7tRQ/Tq_-NXS32aI/AAAAAAAADfA/79t_RWpO9fY/s1600/DSCN2413.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JT-fJ8g7tRQ/Tq_-NXS32aI/AAAAAAAADfA/79t_RWpO9fY/s320/DSCN2413.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Showing off their goodies!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Zhmg0-c2Eag/Tq_-SfQHoKI/AAAAAAAADfI/zAbTe6y5DSo/s1600/DSCN2415.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Zhmg0-c2Eag/Tq_-SfQHoKI/AAAAAAAADfI/zAbTe6y5DSo/s320/DSCN2415.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We actually got a pretty good haul just going around our neighborhood.&amp;nbsp; About every third house had their light on, which was pretty decent.&amp;nbsp; The girls were always trying to run ahead, but little Sam was rather slow so they always had to wait.&amp;nbsp; Sam was such a trooper - I know he was exhausted, especially since he carried his pail the whole time.&amp;nbsp; He refused to let it go and towards the end it was just too much for him he started dragging it.&amp;nbsp; He was very well behaved - he kept his hat on the whole time and was so cute, reaching into the candy bowls and grabbing one candy, then gently placing it in his pail.&amp;nbsp; Too cute!&amp;nbsp; The kids had a great time and for some reason, there is no school here today so they are enjoying a day bumming at home pigging out on candy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626367277736275204-1358236607148327525?l=benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1358236607148327525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6626367277736275204&amp;postID=1358236607148327525' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/1358236607148327525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/1358236607148327525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/2011/11/this-is-halloween.html' title='This is Halloween!'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05481123204181059898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TImwRBq8a_I/AAAAAAAAC6g/vxn1sNLvmjE/S220/DSCN0204.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-df4tOXRcwe0/Tq_94S5TywI/AAAAAAAADeY/Ej62vrO1EEc/s72-c/DSCN2404.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626367277736275204.post-7096718146883690620</id><published>2011-10-30T16:24:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T16:24:52.802-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lindsay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heather'/><title type='text'>Pumpkin Party!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Last night we had some friends over for pumpkin carving (and burning) fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here are the girls in their princess&amp;nbsp;costumes - the little one is Ellie and she's a little older than Sam.&amp;nbsp; The girls loved her!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BGGvqkMX33M/Tq2v8hX_diI/AAAAAAAADcw/J9Wh6YpqoT4/s1600/DSCN2347.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BGGvqkMX33M/Tq2v8hX_diI/AAAAAAAADcw/J9Wh6YpqoT4/s320/DSCN2347.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ben working hard on his pumpkin design.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AlC-tUxHLX8/Tq2v_VBZuVI/AAAAAAAADc4/8BYpFWxVRD4/s1600/DSCN2345.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AlC-tUxHLX8/Tq2v_VBZuVI/AAAAAAAADc4/8BYpFWxVRD4/s320/DSCN2345.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lindsay showing off her haunted house pumpkin that Daddy carved (of course).﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kgYOHYpZZ9U/Tq2wM-NWFkI/AAAAAAAADdA/d-U0kGFI8n4/s1600/DSCN2349.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kgYOHYpZZ9U/Tq2wM-NWFkI/AAAAAAAADdA/d-U0kGFI8n4/s320/DSCN2349.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And here's the pumpkin line-up for this year:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Trogdor﻿ (Ben's pumpkin)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g2RHVgMM8Gw/Tq2wZqrrRvI/AAAAAAAADdI/htigRcsofL8/s1600/DSCN2357.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g2RHVgMM8Gw/Tq2wZqrrRvI/AAAAAAAADdI/htigRcsofL8/s320/DSCN2357.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Ghostbusters pumpkin (by Nick)﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eu167MdEdQQ/Tq2wfNC5uCI/AAAAAAAADdQ/YybomtzE8Xw/s1600/DSCN2356.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eu167MdEdQQ/Tq2wfNC5uCI/AAAAAAAADdQ/YybomtzE8Xw/s320/DSCN2356.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Darth Vader (my pumpkin donated, carved by Nick - I'm not that great of a carver)﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iZ6W87-HYhs/Tq2wimYW9qI/AAAAAAAADdY/1-5WANBcivQ/s1600/DSCN2358.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iZ6W87-HYhs/Tq2wimYW9qI/AAAAAAAADdY/1-5WANBcivQ/s320/DSCN2358.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The traditional jack-o-lantern (by Kallie)﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1m0r55Ks6zo/Tq2wm5qweVI/AAAAAAAADdg/M6FwgkhZFCg/s1600/DSCN2359.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1m0r55Ks6zo/Tq2wm5qweVI/AAAAAAAADdg/M6FwgkhZFCg/s320/DSCN2359.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ghosts in a graveyard (by Paul)﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0ScLBfLKhW4/Tq2wr-w74KI/AAAAAAAADdo/QFM4voTJgVc/s1600/DSCN2360.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0ScLBfLKhW4/Tq2wr-w74KI/AAAAAAAADdo/QFM4voTJgVc/s320/DSCN2360.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Monster tree (by Kallie)﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-haMSo8qpNFA/Tq2wyrOBrcI/AAAAAAAADdw/p5gLzSiPOek/s1600/DSCN2361.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-haMSo8qpNFA/Tq2wyrOBrcI/AAAAAAAADdw/p5gLzSiPOek/s320/DSCN2361.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Haunted House (Lindsay's pumpkin, carved by Ben)﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T4tytqvqbxg/Tq2w243iMzI/AAAAAAAADd4/_R6NSHhjA3A/s1600/DSCN2363.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T4tytqvqbxg/Tq2w243iMzI/AAAAAAAADd4/_R6NSHhjA3A/s320/DSCN2363.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pumpkins on fire!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OE3TbQt3sPo/Tq2w529MjZI/AAAAAAAADeA/vibV4if0Agg/s1600/DSCN2372.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OE3TbQt3sPo/Tq2w529MjZI/AAAAAAAADeA/vibV4if0Agg/s320/DSCN2372.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aHGcAWzmk80/Tq2w9FoE_fI/AAAAAAAADeI/loLaSQVZrEM/s1600/DSCN2377.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aHGcAWzmk80/Tq2w9FoE_fI/AAAAAAAADeI/loLaSQVZrEM/s320/DSCN2377.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Slowly burning...﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8MkRdyTk98w/Tq2xCPxYO6I/AAAAAAAADeQ/jn3qLgsP13M/s1600/DSCN2384.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8MkRdyTk98w/Tq2xCPxYO6I/AAAAAAAADeQ/jn3qLgsP13M/s320/DSCN2384.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We (especially Ben) always have a lot of fun&amp;nbsp;at our annual Pumpkin Carving Party.&amp;nbsp; This was our first year hosting it, since the couple who usually host it moved away a couple months ago.&amp;nbsp; Funny enough, they moved back a few weeks ago and were able to come this year!&amp;nbsp; We look forward to doing this again next year - thanks everyone for coming!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626367277736275204-7096718146883690620?l=benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7096718146883690620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6626367277736275204&amp;postID=7096718146883690620' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/7096718146883690620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/7096718146883690620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/2011/10/pumpkin-party.html' title='Pumpkin Party!'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05481123204181059898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TImwRBq8a_I/AAAAAAAAC6g/vxn1sNLvmjE/S220/DSCN0204.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BGGvqkMX33M/Tq2v8hX_diI/AAAAAAAADcw/J9Wh6YpqoT4/s72-c/DSCN2347.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626367277736275204.post-1625871947801415880</id><published>2011-10-30T16:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2012-02-11T20:52:30.477-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Luke'/><title type='text'>25 Weeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;25 weeks... over halfway there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vQXhBmOBfKo/Tq2vERvWIfI/AAAAAAAADcg/6l6P1V5CW8Y/s1600/DSCN2338.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vQXhBmOBfKo/Tq2vERvWIfI/AAAAAAAADcg/6l6P1V5CW8Y/s320/DSCN2338.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Can't wait to meet the little guy growing inside me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And here is our family pumpkin wall.&amp;nbsp; I love seeing them every time I leave or come home - so cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T4vZ6pBWL_M/Tq2vJVdd7FI/AAAAAAAADco/FR0N0cM9vYY/s1600/DSCN2339.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T4vZ6pBWL_M/Tq2vJVdd7FI/AAAAAAAADco/FR0N0cM9vYY/s320/DSCN2339.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626367277736275204-1625871947801415880?l=benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1625871947801415880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6626367277736275204&amp;postID=1625871947801415880' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/1625871947801415880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/1625871947801415880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/2011/10/25-weeks.html' title='25 Weeks'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05481123204181059898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TImwRBq8a_I/AAAAAAAAC6g/vxn1sNLvmjE/S220/DSCN0204.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vQXhBmOBfKo/Tq2vERvWIfI/AAAAAAAADcg/6l6P1V5CW8Y/s72-c/DSCN2338.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626367277736275204.post-9169181911352886457</id><published>2011-10-24T10:35:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T10:35:51.095-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Samuel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lindsay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heather'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='House'/><title type='text'>Randomness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ben had drill this weekend... so it was a long weekend with the crazy kiddos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xFqNZ0Ao3B0/TqV2HHZR2_I/AAAAAAAADb4/M9_o1eRY8R0/s1600/DSCN2321.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xFqNZ0Ao3B0/TqV2HHZR2_I/AAAAAAAADb4/M9_o1eRY8R0/s320/DSCN2321.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I know they don't really like the weekends Daddy is gone working, and I know I certainly don't!&amp;nbsp; They are always so excited when he comes walking through the door - sometimes it makes me a little envious.&amp;nbsp; I'm hardly ever greeted that way, but then again, I'm hardly ever gone to have the chance to come back again and have them miss me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here is what our grass looks like now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RoZLuoh1VaA/TqV2KORpn9I/AAAAAAAADcA/4v-X5Z7lIR0/s1600/DSCN2333.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RoZLuoh1VaA/TqV2KORpn9I/AAAAAAAADcA/4v-X5Z7lIR0/s320/DSCN2333.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yeah, there are a few bald spots still, but it has grown so well that we put down more seed.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y6mr90_j8-0/TqV2PGtmVII/AAAAAAAADcI/5VJsyf5Y1w4/s1600/DSCN2334.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y6mr90_j8-0/TqV2PGtmVII/AAAAAAAADcI/5VJsyf5Y1w4/s320/DSCN2334.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We even filled in some giant bare spots in our yard of weeds and they have "blossomed".&amp;nbsp; We were tired of the lawnmower choking out on those spots from all the dust it sprayed up.&amp;nbsp; Isn't the grass so nice and green compared to the yucky weeds?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cicb6YnAi1k/TqV2UHtuBfI/AAAAAAAADcQ/Lh7IqilkhTU/s1600/DSCN2335.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cicb6YnAi1k/TqV2UHtuBfI/AAAAAAAADcQ/Lh7IqilkhTU/s320/DSCN2335.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sam is learning to undress himself.&amp;nbsp; The last few mornings I have gone in and found him with his socks off... this morning I found him with his shirt half off.&amp;nbsp; I was quite impressed!&amp;nbsp; Hopefully we don't have a streaker on our hands!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_oQYuJ4zIQM/TqV2Y6Kj1qI/AAAAAAAADcY/07nFOTW3Kdk/s1600/DSCN2332.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_oQYuJ4zIQM/TqV2Y6Kj1qI/AAAAAAAADcY/07nFOTW3Kdk/s320/DSCN2332.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As you can see, he was a little unhappy this morning, cold and half naked.&amp;nbsp; He did not want a picture taken.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626367277736275204-9169181911352886457?l=benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/9169181911352886457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6626367277736275204&amp;postID=9169181911352886457' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/9169181911352886457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/9169181911352886457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/2011/10/randomness.html' title='Randomness'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05481123204181059898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TImwRBq8a_I/AAAAAAAAC6g/vxn1sNLvmjE/S220/DSCN0204.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xFqNZ0Ao3B0/TqV2HHZR2_I/AAAAAAAADb4/M9_o1eRY8R0/s72-c/DSCN2321.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626367277736275204.post-5139087893014415300</id><published>2011-10-17T16:26:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T16:26:35.597-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Samuel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lindsay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heather'/><title type='text'>Pumpkins, Pumpkins Everywhere!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This weekend was full of pumpkins!&amp;nbsp; Saturday we went to Burt's Pumpkin Farm with some friends.&amp;nbsp; The girls were impressed by how big pumpkins could grow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OifeIKvNh_g/TpyNIeQkoVI/AAAAAAAADZs/oZxWYq0cu68/s1600/DSCN2257.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OifeIKvNh_g/TpyNIeQkoVI/AAAAAAAADZs/oZxWYq0cu68/s320/DSCN2257.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c9hrV4QvtQA/TpyNSMyeLXI/AAAAAAAADZ0/OeTIF-6pcGE/s1600/DSCN2259.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c9hrV4QvtQA/TpyNSMyeLXI/AAAAAAAADZ0/OeTIF-6pcGE/s320/DSCN2259.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0r6DIn7YStA/TpyNW_2nREI/AAAAAAAADZ8/_yRSDsekqDw/s1600/DSCN2270.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0r6DIn7YStA/TpyNW_2nREI/AAAAAAAADZ8/_yRSDsekqDw/s320/DSCN2270.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DH-UKoINSsM/TpyNfBfdKoI/AAAAAAAADaE/ppOf73xDt_0/s1600/DSCN2263.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DH-UKoINSsM/TpyNfBfdKoI/AAAAAAAADaE/ppOf73xDt_0/s320/DSCN2263.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The kids really did not feel like getting their picture taken.&amp;nbsp; This was the best family photo we got from that day...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-torrHRBYRi0/TpyNjEMfu3I/AAAAAAAADaM/s_08d_KKhsw/s1600/DSCN2262.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-torrHRBYRi0/TpyNjEMfu3I/AAAAAAAADaM/s_08d_KKhsw/s320/DSCN2262.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They had hayride there, so of course the girls wanted to do that.&amp;nbsp; I thought it was really boring, but the girls absolutely loved it - I'm glad they did, new experiences are always fun.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zGJC_IFCkSc/TpyNrZ_y9TI/AAAAAAAADaU/NxVmysDOS1s/s1600/DSCN2276.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zGJC_IFCkSc/TpyNrZ_y9TI/AAAAAAAADaU/NxVmysDOS1s/s320/DSCN2276.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After picking out our pumpkins we got in line to check out and saw these&amp;nbsp;- they were called turban pumpkins.&amp;nbsp; Aren't they strange?﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zjfozH7j3i4/TpyNwasZy6I/AAAAAAAADac/u80365AvfUs/s1600/DSCN2283.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zjfozH7j3i4/TpyNwasZy6I/AAAAAAAADac/u80365AvfUs/s320/DSCN2283.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A picture of the girls and I on the hayride.&amp;nbsp; Not sure how it got out of order...﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0aVWiK07GvQ/TpyN0lk5WdI/AAAAAAAADak/LPzXn3Tx00I/s1600/DSCN2272.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0aVWiK07GvQ/TpyN0lk5WdI/AAAAAAAADak/LPzXn3Tx00I/s320/DSCN2272.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This weekend we also did a fun craft - making paper pumpkins!&amp;nbsp; I got the idea from my cousin, Hannah's blog.&amp;nbsp; She did them with her Achievement day girls and I thought they were so cute!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e91h-jbtvhs/TpyN5b2O6YI/AAAAAAAADas/z8coLS_RXHY/s1600/DSCN2290.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e91h-jbtvhs/TpyN5b2O6YI/AAAAAAAADas/z8coLS_RXHY/s320/DSCN2290.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YGQfqI9w5RQ/TpyN_dOrHrI/AAAAAAAADa0/X34UP2yyurw/s1600/DSCN2291.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YGQfqI9w5RQ/TpyN_dOrHrI/AAAAAAAADa0/X34UP2yyurw/s320/DSCN2291.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Sorry about the sideways picture)﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-82fNlzJA_lA/TpyOLFx5f5I/AAAAAAAADa8/Jdv-VsM4i9s/s1600/DSCN2292.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-82fNlzJA_lA/TpyOLFx5f5I/AAAAAAAADa8/Jdv-VsM4i9s/s320/DSCN2292.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And here they are... our family of pumpkins.&amp;nbsp; A Ben, Beth, Lindsay, Heather, Sam and baby pumpkin.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6AIAkGc573I/TpyOOP0-9qI/AAAAAAAADbE/rj9gTVupx7s/s1600/DSCN2306.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6AIAkGc573I/TpyOOP0-9qI/AAAAAAAADbE/rj9gTVupx7s/s320/DSCN2306.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love this time of year and look forward to more fun pumpkin/fall family activities!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626367277736275204-5139087893014415300?l=benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5139087893014415300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6626367277736275204&amp;postID=5139087893014415300' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/5139087893014415300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/5139087893014415300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/2011/10/pumpkins-pumpkins-everywhere.html' title='Pumpkins, Pumpkins Everywhere!'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05481123204181059898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TImwRBq8a_I/AAAAAAAAC6g/vxn1sNLvmjE/S220/DSCN0204.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OifeIKvNh_g/TpyNIeQkoVI/AAAAAAAADZs/oZxWYq0cu68/s72-c/DSCN2257.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626367277736275204.post-6023946097298924471</id><published>2011-10-13T16:41:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T16:41:40.334-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heather'/><title type='text'>Learning With A Four Year-Old</title><content type='html'>My conversation with Heather in the van today (she has been working on her letters lately)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H: Lindsay has two S's in it.&lt;br /&gt;Me: No, it only has one S.&lt;br /&gt;H: Let me say it for you - Lindsay.&amp;nbsp; Two S's.&lt;br /&gt;Me: I'm pretty sure there's only one S.&amp;nbsp; I named her.&lt;br /&gt;H: Lindsay has a Z in it.&lt;br /&gt;Me: No, sweetie, there are no Z's in Lindsay.&lt;br /&gt;H: Let me say it for you - Lindsay (like Lin-Zee).&amp;nbsp; One Z.&lt;br /&gt;Me: (sigh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes she cracks me up, she's so persistent.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626367277736275204-6023946097298924471?l=benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6023946097298924471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6626367277736275204&amp;postID=6023946097298924471' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/6023946097298924471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/6023946097298924471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/2011/10/learning-with-four-year-old.html' title='Learning With A Four Year-Old'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05481123204181059898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TImwRBq8a_I/AAAAAAAAC6g/vxn1sNLvmjE/S220/DSCN0204.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626367277736275204.post-7092060787811034806</id><published>2011-10-05T12:30:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T12:30:45.853-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Samuel'/><title type='text'>Boom Baby!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The last few days have been a little rough for Sam.&amp;nbsp; He has been crashing all over.&amp;nbsp; I think a lot of it has to do with walking in jeans as opposed to shorts like he's used to.&amp;nbsp; His legs and feet&amp;nbsp;keep getting tangled up in his saggy jeans.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o87i0VB2kew/ToyFRHWy87I/AAAAAAAADZg/MSiN7iQfnhg/s1600/DSCN2249.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o87i0VB2kew/ToyFRHWy87I/AAAAAAAADZg/MSiN7iQfnhg/s320/DSCN2249.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On Sunday he fell into this decorative ledge in our family room and gashed his cheek, then yesterday he took a face dive on the sidewalk and scraped up his nose and forehead.&amp;nbsp; Poor Sam!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ipXNo7EywN8/ToyFURFWsCI/AAAAAAAADZk/IyLB_nrfDIM/s1600/DSCN2253.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ipXNo7EywN8/ToyFURFWsCI/AAAAAAAADZk/IyLB_nrfDIM/s320/DSCN2253.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And here's a picture of his first drawing - so creative! ;)﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626367277736275204-7092060787811034806?l=benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7092060787811034806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6626367277736275204&amp;postID=7092060787811034806' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/7092060787811034806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/7092060787811034806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/2011/10/boom-baby.html' title='Boom Baby!'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05481123204181059898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TImwRBq8a_I/AAAAAAAAC6g/vxn1sNLvmjE/S220/DSCN0204.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o87i0VB2kew/ToyFRHWy87I/AAAAAAAADZg/MSiN7iQfnhg/s72-c/DSCN2249.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626367277736275204.post-2938884904719763045</id><published>2011-10-02T12:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T12:10:07.413-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Samuel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lindsay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heather'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='House'/><title type='text'>Happenings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;These lovely little raspberries are our first official raspberries from our little sticks we planted in April.&amp;nbsp; They have grown a bunch and now are finally giving fruit!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YGLT3eG7nwA/ToiLwadtnXI/AAAAAAAADZQ/_bM6sCGDPzo/s1600/DSCN2239.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YGLT3eG7nwA/ToiLwadtnXI/AAAAAAAADZQ/_bM6sCGDPzo/s320/DSCN2239.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's been kind of chilly here lately (highs in the 60s), so we played some Kinect Adventures inside to stay warm.&amp;nbsp; The kiddos were loving it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cufy5XtrvMo/ToiL5VD-iEI/AAAAAAAADZU/nkbNyZQqoVE/s1600/DSCN2242.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cufy5XtrvMo/ToiL5VD-iEI/AAAAAAAADZU/nkbNyZQqoVE/s320/DSCN2242.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Even Sam got in on the fun!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mFnkSP5PmLA/ToiL8ZQau4I/AAAAAAAADZY/l4DL0d3nCww/s1600/DSCN2243.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mFnkSP5PmLA/ToiL8ZQau4I/AAAAAAAADZY/l4DL0d3nCww/s320/DSCN2243.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Heather has also been working on her letters!&amp;nbsp; These are her first official attempts at the alphabet!&amp;nbsp; I love when kids are learning to write - so cute!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QfWmnCgPXqg/ToiMAoKSc3I/AAAAAAAADZc/l8l3hB5rVE8/s1600/DSCN2246.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QfWmnCgPXqg/ToiMAoKSc3I/AAAAAAAADZc/l8l3hB5rVE8/s320/DSCN2246.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626367277736275204-2938884904719763045?l=benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2938884904719763045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6626367277736275204&amp;postID=2938884904719763045' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/2938884904719763045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/2938884904719763045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/2011/10/happenings.html' title='Happenings'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05481123204181059898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TImwRBq8a_I/AAAAAAAAC6g/vxn1sNLvmjE/S220/DSCN0204.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YGLT3eG7nwA/ToiLwadtnXI/AAAAAAAADZQ/_bM6sCGDPzo/s72-c/DSCN2239.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626367277736275204.post-5584064987334003877</id><published>2011-09-28T13:54:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T13:54:21.382-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Gas prices</title><content type='html'>So I was out in town doing some errands and I saw gas for $3.15!&amp;nbsp; I was surprised and pleased (which is sad, considering it's still over three dollars a gallon).&amp;nbsp; I think the national average price of gas is $3.50, and the Georgia average is $3.28.&amp;nbsp; What's the price of gas in your neighborhood?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626367277736275204-5584064987334003877?l=benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5584064987334003877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6626367277736275204&amp;postID=5584064987334003877' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/5584064987334003877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/5584064987334003877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/2011/09/gas-prices.html' title='Gas prices'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05481123204181059898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TImwRBq8a_I/AAAAAAAAC6g/vxn1sNLvmjE/S220/DSCN0204.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626367277736275204.post-270299500680806105</id><published>2011-09-27T12:51:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T12:51:56.130-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Samuel'/><title type='text'>15 month check-up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This little man had his 15 month check-up today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_mEJnY_wub0/ToH9vwB69oI/AAAAAAAADZA/lFyOQ-gyFbg/s1600/DSCN2231.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_mEJnY_wub0/ToH9vwB69oI/AAAAAAAADZA/lFyOQ-gyFbg/s320/DSCN2231.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xBjM-IrMsp0/ToH9y8frqQI/AAAAAAAADZE/J1SB34C50WQ/s1600/DSCN2233.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xBjM-IrMsp0/ToH9y8frqQI/AAAAAAAADZE/J1SB34C50WQ/s320/DSCN2233.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He had to get three shots and wasn't too happy about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But he is growing like crazy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3 months ago:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Weight - 21 lbs. 9.1 oz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Height - 30 inches&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Head circumference - 18.75 inches&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Weight - 25 lbs. 12.8 oz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Height: 31.5 inches&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Head circumference - 19 inches&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The doctor was impressed by how much he has grown.&amp;nbsp; She said this is usually the age when babies are starting to plateau on their growth since they are becoming so active.&amp;nbsp; Sam eats a lot, but his weight is all muscle - he is one buff dude.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She told me that he should still be on whole milk, but I always give my kids 2%.&amp;nbsp; I'm not buying special milk just for him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was also informed that it's recommended for babies/toddlers to keep their car seats rear-facing until they are two - no thanks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, everything looks good, even though he screamed like crazy the whole time because she has black skin and for some reason, Sam is terrified of people with dark skin.&amp;nbsp; Hopefully he gets over it soon, seeing as how we live 45 minutes away from Atlanta.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626367277736275204-270299500680806105?l=benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/270299500680806105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6626367277736275204&amp;postID=270299500680806105' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/270299500680806105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/270299500680806105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/2011/09/15-month-check-up.html' title='15 month check-up'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05481123204181059898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TImwRBq8a_I/AAAAAAAAC6g/vxn1sNLvmjE/S220/DSCN0204.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_mEJnY_wub0/ToH9vwB69oI/AAAAAAAADZA/lFyOQ-gyFbg/s72-c/DSCN2231.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626367277736275204.post-2157893841608107341</id><published>2011-09-27T12:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T12:45:08.231-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='House'/><title type='text'>Look at my grass!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;4 days ago&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B8OlbnRnGFM/ToH9AhFGtSI/AAAAAAAADY0/YCdZQAVtRx0/s1600/DSCN2223.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B8OlbnRnGFM/ToH9AhFGtSI/AAAAAAAADY0/YCdZQAVtRx0/s320/DSCN2223.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-07tmd3Jo89U/ToH9E1yiZyI/AAAAAAAADY4/O9vHuAC-JnU/s1600/DSCN2234.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-07tmd3Jo89U/ToH9E1yiZyI/AAAAAAAADY4/O9vHuAC-JnU/s320/DSCN2234.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--yrYGkKfnxg/ToH9IxIrTDI/AAAAAAAADY8/yhesv3YlkwA/s1600/DSCN2235.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--yrYGkKfnxg/ToH9IxIrTDI/AAAAAAAADY8/yhesv3YlkwA/s320/DSCN2235.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Look at my grass growing!&amp;nbsp; There are quite a few bald spots where we'll need to add more seed (some of the bigger spots already have seeds down), but look at how full and tall it's growing - so exciting!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626367277736275204-2157893841608107341?l=benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2157893841608107341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6626367277736275204&amp;postID=2157893841608107341' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/2157893841608107341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/2157893841608107341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/2011/09/look-at-my-grass.html' title='Look at my grass!'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05481123204181059898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TImwRBq8a_I/AAAAAAAAC6g/vxn1sNLvmjE/S220/DSCN0204.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B8OlbnRnGFM/ToH9AhFGtSI/AAAAAAAADY0/YCdZQAVtRx0/s72-c/DSCN2223.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626367277736275204.post-7306433314480656588</id><published>2011-09-23T10:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T10:21:11.256-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='House'/><title type='text'>Yard Work</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Our yard is in pretty bad shape.&amp;nbsp; When we first bought the house in February, our yard was about 90% dirt, 10% weeds.&amp;nbsp; Once it started getting warmer out (about April), we tore up the front yard and laid down some grass seed.&amp;nbsp; The next day, a giant thunderstorm hit and washed most of the seed away.&amp;nbsp; It's been hard work for us growing things in this clay - anything on top of it washes away with the littlest of water/rain!&amp;nbsp; Grass did grow in a few spots where the seed wasn't completely washed away, but otherwise it was still mostly dirt.&amp;nbsp; Then come July - we went on vacation to Michigan for a week and a half and came back to a yard full of tall green weeds!&amp;nbsp; They were everywhere!&amp;nbsp; In a way we were thankful to have some kind of green in our yard, but were bummed it was mostly weeds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Finally a couple weeks ago (once it started cooling down again), I reached my tipping point.&amp;nbsp; I was so tired of my weed lawn.&amp;nbsp; So I weeded out a section of the yard (nothing huge or my yard would be back to all dirt), and in the picture below you can see... almost everything was weed.&amp;nbsp; There was only a little bit of grass closest to the front of the house.&amp;nbsp; A little over a week and a half ago I laid down seed and watered it little by little to make sure the seed wasn't washed away (and prayed lots that there wouldn't be any torrential storms washing them away, either).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is what it looks like now:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EQrd5LTrIVw/TnyPBa1bKWI/AAAAAAAADYg/56q1BsO_mxM/s1600/DSCN2223.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EQrd5LTrIVw/TnyPBa1bKWI/AAAAAAAADYg/56q1BsO_mxM/s320/DSCN2223.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;You can see little green sproutlets!&amp;nbsp; Yay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-McFqK85DymE/TnyPLMJfEGI/AAAAAAAADYk/E1UfPiA7Q4Y/s1600/DSCN2224.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-McFqK85DymE/TnyPLMJfEGI/AAAAAAAADYk/E1UfPiA7Q4Y/s320/DSCN2224.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lstPfperIc0/TnyPOaBrgRI/AAAAAAAADYo/9ZOY2FzFeAE/s1600/DSCN2225.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lstPfperIc0/TnyPOaBrgRI/AAAAAAAADYo/9ZOY2FzFeAE/s320/DSCN2225.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am so excited for some grass to be growing!&amp;nbsp; Slowly I plan on weeding different sections of the yard and seeding as I go, hoping one day to have a yard of mostly grass, not weeds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We also bought a little crepe myrtle tree for our front yard.&amp;nbsp; All the other houses in our subdivision have a tree growing in their front yard, but ours was missing.&amp;nbsp; All we had was a giant hole in our front yard.&amp;nbsp; On further inspection we noticed it's because the area they planted the tree in was mostly rock and nothing would grow there.&amp;nbsp; So we planted this tree closer to the house where there was less rock.&amp;nbsp; We are excited for it to grow a little taller and bloom a lot more!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o6XUpcFL00w/TnyPTBqUfDI/AAAAAAAADYs/CmNuhi_c1T0/s1600/DSCN2226.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-o6XUpcFL00w/TnyPTBqUfDI/AAAAAAAADYs/CmNuhi_c1T0/s320/DSCN2226.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626367277736275204-7306433314480656588?l=benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7306433314480656588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6626367277736275204&amp;postID=7306433314480656588' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/7306433314480656588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/7306433314480656588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/2011/09/yard-work.html' title='Yard Work'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05481123204181059898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TImwRBq8a_I/AAAAAAAAC6g/vxn1sNLvmjE/S220/DSCN0204.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EQrd5LTrIVw/TnyPBa1bKWI/AAAAAAAADYg/56q1BsO_mxM/s72-c/DSCN2223.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626367277736275204.post-7238295000247697540</id><published>2011-09-22T10:57:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2012-02-11T20:52:59.369-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Luke'/><title type='text'>And It's A...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;20 weeks along&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qWRaPYOMWBI/TntNJYkhSvI/AAAAAAAADYM/DHdwQWFTJrY/s1600/DSCN2198.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qWRaPYOMWBI/TntNJYkhSvI/AAAAAAAADYM/DHdwQWFTJrY/s320/DSCN2198.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Little feet and toes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LSeTV9SjXHU/TntNL7xH89I/AAAAAAAADYQ/myntZv9Al00/s1600/DSCN2207.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LSeTV9SjXHU/TntNL7xH89I/AAAAAAAADYQ/myntZv9Al00/s320/DSCN2207.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Looking straight at the baby﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q3CWdmuSy90/TntNUS0v9vI/AAAAAAAADYU/2ft9fHmXslk/s1600/DSCN2205.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q3CWdmuSy90/TntNUS0v9vI/AAAAAAAADYU/2ft9fHmXslk/s320/DSCN2205.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Profile&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xdO8oTTvIh8/TntNWzjSsFI/AAAAAAAADYY/5Nueo8_F5SQ/s1600/DSCN2204.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xdO8oTTvIh8/TntNWzjSsFI/AAAAAAAADYY/5Nueo8_F5SQ/s320/DSCN2204.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yKq_mCSkc08/TntNirSnTwI/AAAAAAAADYc/Og1QxR1XAFY/s1600/DSCN2206.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yKq_mCSkc08/TntNirSnTwI/AAAAAAAADYc/Og1QxR1XAFY/s320/DSCN2206.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yep, it's another boy!&amp;nbsp; Ben is over the moon with joy!&amp;nbsp; Looks like it's going to be an even split for the Avis family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Everything looked great - he has all ten fingers and toes, organs looked good, he has a strong heartbeat.&amp;nbsp; We are so excited for this little guy to join our family!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626367277736275204-7238295000247697540?l=benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7238295000247697540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6626367277736275204&amp;postID=7238295000247697540' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/7238295000247697540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/7238295000247697540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/2011/09/and-it.html' title='And It&apos;s A...'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05481123204181059898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TImwRBq8a_I/AAAAAAAAC6g/vxn1sNLvmjE/S220/DSCN0204.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qWRaPYOMWBI/TntNJYkhSvI/AAAAAAAADYM/DHdwQWFTJrY/s72-c/DSCN2198.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626367277736275204.post-2813257086338820157</id><published>2011-09-21T14:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2012-02-11T20:52:59.362-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Luke'/><title type='text'>Stay Tuned</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tomorrow morning is our ultrasound appointment to find out baby Avis' gender!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Will post the announcement tomorrow!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626367277736275204-2813257086338820157?l=benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2813257086338820157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6626367277736275204&amp;postID=2813257086338820157' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/2813257086338820157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/2813257086338820157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/2011/09/stay-tuned.html' title='Stay Tuned'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05481123204181059898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TImwRBq8a_I/AAAAAAAAC6g/vxn1sNLvmjE/S220/DSCN0204.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626367277736275204.post-2163809439450388745</id><published>2011-09-07T11:21:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T10:21:46.793-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation'/><title type='text'>Finally Home</title><content type='html'>Well, after being stranded in Las Vegas another day (thankfully I could stay with my parents - I hope they didn't mind!), I am finally home!&amp;nbsp; I got home yesterday around 2:45 EST.&amp;nbsp; It was nice to get away, but I sure am happy to be home!&amp;nbsp; Dorothy had it right - "There's no place like home!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626367277736275204-2163809439450388745?l=benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2163809439450388745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6626367277736275204&amp;postID=2163809439450388745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/2163809439450388745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/2163809439450388745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/2011/09/finally-home.html' title='Finally Home'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05481123204181059898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TImwRBq8a_I/AAAAAAAAC6g/vxn1sNLvmjE/S220/DSCN0204.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626367277736275204.post-1638818718287465223</id><published>2011-09-01T09:35:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T10:21:46.783-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation'/><title type='text'>Vegas Getaway</title><content type='html'>Well, tonight I am flying out to Vegas to spend the next four days with my mom and two of my sisters.&amp;nbsp; Ben kindly offered to take care of the kids for the long weekend so I could have some me time.&amp;nbsp; When I bought the tickets two months ago, I was so excited to be going somewhere all by myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that it's time to leave, I am slightly hesitant to go.&amp;nbsp; I am really excited to see my family and I know Ben will take good care of the kids, but it's breaking my heart to say goodbye to my kids.&amp;nbsp; I&amp;nbsp;know I'm going to be a teary-eyed mess at the airport tonight, just hopefully I can keep it all in until after saying goodbye to the kids.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626367277736275204-1638818718287465223?l=benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1638818718287465223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6626367277736275204&amp;postID=1638818718287465223' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/1638818718287465223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/1638818718287465223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/2011/09/vegas-getaway.html' title='Vegas Getaway'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05481123204181059898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TImwRBq8a_I/AAAAAAAAC6g/vxn1sNLvmjE/S220/DSCN0204.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626367277736275204.post-1235338234729360184</id><published>2011-08-11T11:01:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T11:01:20.690-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heather'/><title type='text'>Ultimatum</title><content type='html'>As I was sitting here typing my previous post (Sam's new obsession), Heather comes in and asks if it's time to go shopping yet (I have to do some grocery shopping today and told her she needed to get dressed before we left).&amp;nbsp; Well, printing out my coupons took longer than expected, so I put Sam down for a nap and now I'm catching up on some blogging.&amp;nbsp; I told her we had to wait until Sam woke up.&amp;nbsp; Apparently this did not make Heather happy.&amp;nbsp; She just told me, "Fine.&amp;nbsp; Then I'm taking off my clothes and playing in my room without them."&amp;nbsp; WHAT???&amp;nbsp; Oh, she cracks me up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626367277736275204-1235338234729360184?l=benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1235338234729360184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6626367277736275204&amp;postID=1235338234729360184' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/1235338234729360184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/1235338234729360184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/2011/08/ultimatum.html' title='Ultimatum'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05481123204181059898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TImwRBq8a_I/AAAAAAAAC6g/vxn1sNLvmjE/S220/DSCN0204.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626367277736275204.post-7639543188001340763</id><published>2011-08-11T10:28:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T10:28:44.826-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Samuel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lindsay'/><title type='text'>AFLAC!</title><content type='html'>You all know that annoying white duck on tv that always shouts, "Aflac!", right?&amp;nbsp; Last month when we went to visit my in-laws, they had a miniature white duck toy and guess what he shouted... that's right, Aflac.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course the kids loved playing with it.&amp;nbsp; The one that surprised me the most was Sam.&amp;nbsp; For some reason, he was drawn to this toy.&amp;nbsp; Since we've been home, Lindsay loves to play "Aflac" with him.&amp;nbsp; She'll shout out "Aflac" and Sam will respond "Aflac".&amp;nbsp; Yes, Sam's official seventh word is Aflac.&amp;nbsp; We're so proud! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626367277736275204-7639543188001340763?l=benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7639543188001340763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6626367277736275204&amp;postID=7639543188001340763' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/7639543188001340763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/7639543188001340763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/2011/08/aflac.html' title='AFLAC!'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05481123204181059898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TImwRBq8a_I/AAAAAAAAC6g/vxn1sNLvmjE/S220/DSCN0204.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626367277736275204.post-4782211458369564757</id><published>2011-08-05T08:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T08:47:15.967-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lindsay'/><title type='text'>Lindsay's Birthday Celebration</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;After her second day of first grade, Lindsay came home and celebrated her sixth birthday.&amp;nbsp; Of course, we had to wait until Daddy came home from work before she could open her presents, which made her incredibly antsy!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RaMiC1pqNSA/TjviYFA3B8I/AAAAAAAADXI/G0_tICJ4WT0/s1600/DSCN2037.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RaMiC1pqNSA/TjviYFA3B8I/AAAAAAAADXI/G0_tICJ4WT0/s320/DSCN2037.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h7ysPVH5dWo/TjvidCOXUyI/AAAAAAAADXM/x8agKoRxsLo/s1600/DSCN2039.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h7ysPVH5dWo/TjvidCOXUyI/AAAAAAAADXM/x8agKoRxsLo/s320/DSCN2039.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She got outfits from Grandma and Grandpa Avis and Aunt Lisa and Uncle Dave...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1udwujWgqyU/TjviizRwniI/AAAAAAAADXQ/_wdFFFW0Bjk/s1600/DSCN2045.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1udwujWgqyU/TjviizRwniI/AAAAAAAADXQ/_wdFFFW0Bjk/s320/DSCN2045.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hhIy1OUz1Cs/TjvimC8CyBI/AAAAAAAADXU/Eg1v40QYalA/s1600/DSCN2040.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hhIy1OUz1Cs/TjvimC8CyBI/AAAAAAAADXU/Eg1v40QYalA/s320/DSCN2040.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A Hannah Montana microphone that you can sing into and record yourself (from Grandma and Grandpa Avis)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XvSeMTaaLHE/Tjvi_aC_8XI/AAAAAAAADXY/xXwKto0Hv9s/s1600/DSCN2042.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XvSeMTaaLHE/Tjvi_aC_8XI/AAAAAAAADXY/xXwKto0Hv9s/s320/DSCN2042.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lindsay loves to be creative and she got some special pencils, gel pens and color pencils from her grandparents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WpicaR2anE8/TjvjD0GNVnI/AAAAAAAADXc/HoiBCgjTjlY/s1600/DSCN2048.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WpicaR2anE8/TjvjD0GNVnI/AAAAAAAADXc/HoiBCgjTjlY/s320/DSCN2048.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A Zhu Zhu pet and accessories from Grandpa and Papa Howe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Lu0ejFwFFgc/TjvjHIMeKJI/AAAAAAAADXg/pNwgZn67lyM/s1600/DSCN2054.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Lu0ejFwFFgc/TjvjHIMeKJI/AAAAAAAADXg/pNwgZn67lyM/s320/DSCN2054.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And some Phineas and Ferb figurines which she was really excited about from Mom and Dad!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sxeKSP6fNjc/TjvjL7-bDWI/AAAAAAAADXk/T3SvJS9NbMQ/s1600/DSCN2055.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sxeKSP6fNjc/TjvjL7-bDWI/AAAAAAAADXk/T3SvJS9NbMQ/s320/DSCN2055.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ntgZZea5hEU/TjvjRHfwknI/AAAAAAAADXo/j3_tq9zYmT0/s1600/DSCN2057.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ntgZZea5hEU/TjvjRHfwknI/AAAAAAAADXo/j3_tq9zYmT0/s320/DSCN2057.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Her little sister got a Rapunzel doll for her birthday earlier this year, and Lindsay has loved that doll more than Heather - so we thought she should have one of her own.&amp;nbsp; She is always telling us Belle is her favorite because her dress is yellow (Lindsay's favorite color).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AddGhtnNUeI/TjvjTzvlm2I/AAAAAAAADXs/ZXxkOMKKiOc/s1600/DSCN2059.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AddGhtnNUeI/TjvjTzvlm2I/AAAAAAAADXs/ZXxkOMKKiOc/s320/DSCN2059.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ready to eat some Perry the Platypus birthday cake!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Doof you, Doof me, Doof us!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As we were saying goodnight, Lindsay gave me a big hug and told me it was her best birthday ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks to everyone for their gifts and birthday wishes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626367277736275204-4782211458369564757?l=benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4782211458369564757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6626367277736275204&amp;postID=4782211458369564757' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/4782211458369564757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/4782211458369564757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/2011/08/lindsays-birthday-celebration.html' title='Lindsay&apos;s Birthday Celebration'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05481123204181059898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TImwRBq8a_I/AAAAAAAAC6g/vxn1sNLvmjE/S220/DSCN0204.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RaMiC1pqNSA/TjviYFA3B8I/AAAAAAAADXI/G0_tICJ4WT0/s72-c/DSCN2037.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626367277736275204.post-5705512676768258334</id><published>2011-08-04T10:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T10:25:10.172-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lindsay'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Lindsay Bug!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Today my Lindsay turns 6.&amp;nbsp; These past six years sure have flown by.&amp;nbsp; It seems like just yesterday I was sitting in agony in the hospital bed, three days overdue with my sweet little girl in the face up position...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d_uAiLuu8LU/Tjqko-NXG_I/AAAAAAAADWk/USsipHUn6NA/s1600/2005+0803+%25234.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d_uAiLuu8LU/Tjqko-NXG_I/AAAAAAAADWk/USsipHUn6NA/s320/2005+0803+%25234.jpg" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-raFHLHsYjGM/TjqkrykslJI/AAAAAAAADWo/UHy6_zWCbtg/s1600/2005+0804+%252304.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-raFHLHsYjGM/TjqkrykslJI/AAAAAAAADWo/UHy6_zWCbtg/s320/2005+0804+%252304.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nU6KqzER6tc/TjqkuZQGKFI/AAAAAAAADWs/qzDo47s9ijE/s1600/2005+0804+%252318.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nU6KqzER6tc/TjqkuZQGKFI/AAAAAAAADWs/qzDo47s9ijE/s320/2005+0804+%252318.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;This is my absolute favorite picture from the day she was born.&amp;nbsp; Her snuggling with her daddy - can you see the similarities in their faces?&amp;nbsp; My first thought when I saw her was, "She looks nothing like me."&amp;nbsp; She is all Ben.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A05DrwkLcGY/TjqlKPCGHHI/AAAAAAAADWw/k_VpcMLM7e4/s1600/2006+0804+%252304.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A05DrwkLcGY/TjqlKPCGHHI/AAAAAAAADWw/k_VpcMLM7e4/s320/2006+0804+%252304.jpg" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Celebrating her 1st birthday!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mbv4z5wUkCI/Tjql6tx9yJI/AAAAAAAADW0/j-0MaMA3aGA/s1600/210.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mbv4z5wUkCI/Tjql6tx9yJI/AAAAAAAADW0/j-0MaMA3aGA/s320/210.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Turning the big T-W-O!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Dx3mZsBW-W8/TjqnC5YufHI/AAAAAAAADW4/e0xH1rRCiXQ/s1600/2008+0804+%252357.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Dx3mZsBW-W8/TjqnC5YufHI/AAAAAAAADW4/e0xH1rRCiXQ/s320/2008+0804+%252357.JPG" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lindsay entering the "terrific threes"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MlOvLKhWBRo/TjqpC5DVhpI/AAAAAAAADW8/1_7L0OO9YpE/s1600/HPIM4955.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MlOvLKhWBRo/TjqpC5DVhpI/AAAAAAAADW8/1_7L0OO9YpE/s320/HPIM4955.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Turning four and saying goodbye to being a little girl...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hfOAY-SsTJ4/Tjqp-IkDk6I/AAAAAAAADXA/_7aeu40et2c/s1600/HPIM6296.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hfOAY-SsTJ4/Tjqp-IkDk6I/AAAAAAAADXA/_7aeu40et2c/s320/HPIM6296.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Celebrating her fifth birthday and her love of dragons!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r6QcBSb7dSc/TjqqE4I1BNI/AAAAAAAADXE/s6c8iMqZpY0/s1600/DSCN2035.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r6QcBSb7dSc/TjqqE4I1BNI/AAAAAAAADXE/s6c8iMqZpY0/s320/DSCN2035.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My silly six year old!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We love you, Lindsay!&amp;nbsp; Thanks for being a part of our family!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626367277736275204-5705512676768258334?l=benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5705512676768258334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6626367277736275204&amp;postID=5705512676768258334' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/5705512676768258334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/5705512676768258334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/2011/08/happy-birthday-lindsay-bug.html' title='Happy Birthday, Lindsay Bug!'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05481123204181059898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TImwRBq8a_I/AAAAAAAAC6g/vxn1sNLvmjE/S220/DSCN0204.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d_uAiLuu8LU/Tjqko-NXG_I/AAAAAAAADWk/USsipHUn6NA/s72-c/2005+0803+%25234.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626367277736275204.post-5591907958105625497</id><published>2011-08-03T15:43:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T15:44:29.218-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lindsay'/><title type='text'>First Day of School!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yes, here in Dallas, GA, the first day of school is AUGUST 3!&amp;nbsp; A little insane if you ask me, but it is what it is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Lindsay started the first grade today.&amp;nbsp; She was a little nervous about it last night, but when she woke up this morning it was just like any other morning.&amp;nbsp; I was very relieved, I don't know what it is, but the first day of school makes me very nervous for my children!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1J8g3I4xr3c/TjmkF3dTJaI/AAAAAAAADWg/ehwLK4OoLrs/s1600/DSCN2034.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1J8g3I4xr3c/TjmkF3dTJaI/AAAAAAAADWg/ehwLK4OoLrs/s320/DSCN2034.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;She came home today and told me they didn't learn anything new, but it was a good day.&amp;nbsp; She has some friends in her class from kindergarten, so she was happy about that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm just happy she had a good day.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626367277736275204-5591907958105625497?l=benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5591907958105625497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6626367277736275204&amp;postID=5591907958105625497' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/5591907958105625497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/5591907958105625497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/2011/08/first-day-of-school.html' title='First Day of School!'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05481123204181059898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TImwRBq8a_I/AAAAAAAAC6g/vxn1sNLvmjE/S220/DSCN0204.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1J8g3I4xr3c/TjmkF3dTJaI/AAAAAAAADWg/ehwLK4OoLrs/s72-c/DSCN2034.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626367277736275204.post-7147235765605596062</id><published>2011-07-29T10:06:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2012-02-11T20:52:59.366-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pregnancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Luke'/><title type='text'>Here We Go Again...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Meet Avis baby #4!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_QZKw5eYNjs/TjK-JoYmJ0I/AAAAAAAADWc/i0tRMIhlxnU/s1600/DSCN2033.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_QZKw5eYNjs/TjK-JoYmJ0I/AAAAAAAADWc/i0tRMIhlxnU/s320/DSCN2033.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Estimated Due Date: Feb. 10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We are all very excited to be welcoming a new baby into our family!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626367277736275204-7147235765605596062?l=benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7147235765605596062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6626367277736275204&amp;postID=7147235765605596062' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/7147235765605596062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/7147235765605596062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/2011/07/here-we-go-again.html' title='Here We Go Again...'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05481123204181059898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TImwRBq8a_I/AAAAAAAAC6g/vxn1sNLvmjE/S220/DSCN0204.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_QZKw5eYNjs/TjK-JoYmJ0I/AAAAAAAADWc/i0tRMIhlxnU/s72-c/DSCN2033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626367277736275204.post-8080840990483582177</id><published>2011-07-16T14:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T10:42:26.770-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Samuel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lindsay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heather'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Extended fam'/><title type='text'>Michigan Vacation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This Fourth of July holiday we went up to Michigan to visit family (and to get away from the heat down here).&amp;nbsp; Our first full day there (after a 13 hour drive) was my mother's side of the family reunion.&amp;nbsp; It was nice to see everyone and catch up.&amp;nbsp; The kids had fun playing with other kids their age and all sorts of fun water games.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AdCgpxb7QBI/TiHYf7Is4sI/AAAAAAAADU4/PiDTjAclDGY/s1600/DSCN1886.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AdCgpxb7QBI/TiHYf7Is4sI/AAAAAAAADU4/PiDTjAclDGY/s320/DSCN1886.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;They especially enjoyed popping balloons filled with shaving cream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6qAZEK8R3gI/TiHYk4WN3XI/AAAAAAAADU8/Pau5vYIUSPE/s1600/DSCN1887.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6qAZEK8R3gI/TiHYk4WN3XI/AAAAAAAADU8/Pau5vYIUSPE/s320/DSCN1887.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-becrS8NvBVA/TiHYoPAlPTI/AAAAAAAADVA/3YGzjvb8Agg/s1600/DSCN1888.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-becrS8NvBVA/TiHYoPAlPTI/AAAAAAAADVA/3YGzjvb8Agg/s320/DSCN1888.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MLdIqE4LUrY/TiHY3Aa9VVI/AAAAAAAADVE/RYRdsgD7TRg/s1600/DSCN1889.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MLdIqE4LUrY/TiHY3Aa9VVI/AAAAAAAADVE/RYRdsgD7TRg/s320/DSCN1889.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The next day we celebrated my nephew Jalen's 11th birthday at my all time favorite restaurant, Tomato Brothers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lindsay and Heather were very excited to see their Aunt Lisa (she flew in with my mom for the weekend).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NYSP68q-ki8/TiHY_c4EkEI/AAAAAAAADVI/MIIOYu-Ren8/s1600/DSCN1904.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NYSP68q-ki8/TiHY_c4EkEI/AAAAAAAADVI/MIIOYu-Ren8/s320/DSCN1904.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Heather was completely IN LOVE with Aunt Lisa - she was always hugging onto her and hardly ever left her side.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EfwuGg9iHjQ/TiHZCrfsDPI/AAAAAAAADVM/g8bhhllTCoM/s1600/DSCN1910.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EfwuGg9iHjQ/TiHZCrfsDPI/AAAAAAAADVM/g8bhhllTCoM/s320/DSCN1910.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DJ8Qs8BeXMo/TiHZPYQHMyI/AAAAAAAADVQ/m3_WBxQ_oPU/s1600/DSCN1909.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DJ8Qs8BeXMo/TiHZPYQHMyI/AAAAAAAADVQ/m3_WBxQ_oPU/s320/DSCN1909.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes, this is Jalen smiling. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--gct6y1xSl0/TiHZdi6wTaI/AAAAAAAADVU/RscCRivtXxQ/s1600/DSCN1912.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--gct6y1xSl0/TiHZdi6wTaI/AAAAAAAADVU/RscCRivtXxQ/s320/DSCN1912.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lindsay got a piece of birthday cake with one of the red flowers on it... yummy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The next day (July 4) we spent with the Avis bunch.&amp;nbsp; We started out our morning with riding the four wheeler.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1OcAUVnf8UA/TiHZgYQMrTI/AAAAAAAADVY/7Yq8Ld-6SgQ/s1600/DSCN1932.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1OcAUVnf8UA/TiHZgYQMrTI/AAAAAAAADVY/7Yq8Ld-6SgQ/s320/DSCN1932.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tKO7TUMyi-0/TiHZlKbWNDI/AAAAAAAADVc/O77H39rPwVY/s1600/DSCN1931.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tKO7TUMyi-0/TiHZlKbWNDI/AAAAAAAADVc/O77H39rPwVY/s320/DSCN1931.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grandma Avis bought the girls butterfly catchers and Lindsay became a pro over night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3T7mPZb7Jgs/TiHZ3G2Sp2I/AAAAAAAADVg/tHhc7Du7PWk/s1600/DSCN1947.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3T7mPZb7Jgs/TiHZ3G2Sp2I/AAAAAAAADVg/tHhc7Du7PWk/s320/DSCN1947.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We got to meet our new niece/cousin Rachel.&amp;nbsp; Heather loves babies and kept giving Rachel hugs and kisses - too cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T2a5ptPr7l4/TiHZ8beNEbI/AAAAAAAADVk/G5TuxU2TCcI/s1600/DSCN1949.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T2a5ptPr7l4/TiHZ8beNEbI/AAAAAAAADVk/G5TuxU2TCcI/s320/DSCN1949.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Gi4FeHjrL28/TiHZ_w4lGoI/AAAAAAAADVo/SRfFBabHFfA/s1600/DSCN1960.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Gi4FeHjrL28/TiHZ_w4lGoI/AAAAAAAADVo/SRfFBabHFfA/s320/DSCN1960.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;These girls love their Uncky Dan!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The next day (after staying up late catching fireflies and watching fireworks), we headed up north to Green Lake (next to Interlochen) with Ben's parents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There was swimming...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L_MzwTf_2dA/TiHaphx84eI/AAAAAAAADVs/KjcXVrN-bRM/s1600/DSCN1979.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L_MzwTf_2dA/TiHaphx84eI/AAAAAAAADVs/KjcXVrN-bRM/s320/DSCN1979.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Lindsay loved trying to skip rocks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UJxMtIYM2Po/TiHas2ldQrI/AAAAAAAADVw/U257hl-09qo/s1600/DSCN1972.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UJxMtIYM2Po/TiHas2ldQrI/AAAAAAAADVw/U257hl-09qo/s320/DSCN1972.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5punP620vXg/TiHaxaHfygI/AAAAAAAADV0/Q3ZPMlDMheQ/s1600/DSCN1976.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5punP620vXg/TiHaxaHfygI/AAAAAAAADV0/Q3ZPMlDMheQ/s320/DSCN1976.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Sam started out enjoying the water...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...but after 20 minutes he was done and sat with Mama on the boat dock.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CWy4xCPoC_o/TiHa1ToBAJI/AAAAAAAADV4/BhxKtMTRmFc/s1600/DSCN1985.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CWy4xCPoC_o/TiHa1ToBAJI/AAAAAAAADV4/BhxKtMTRmFc/s320/DSCN1985.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There is a chipmunk there that LOVES sunflower seeds.&amp;nbsp; Grandpa showed the girls how to lure him out and sure enough, out he came!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He came right up to the girls and they loved it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i0C45_M7esQ/TiHa6Ich56I/AAAAAAAADV8/N3AhaH--8y0/s1600/DSCN1989.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i0C45_M7esQ/TiHa6Ich56I/AAAAAAAADV8/N3AhaH--8y0/s320/DSCN1989.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tH1AtG396hU/TiHa_M4RjOI/AAAAAAAADWA/s4aCb0mpUGc/s1600/DSCN1990.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tH1AtG396hU/TiHa_M4RjOI/AAAAAAAADWA/s4aCb0mpUGc/s320/DSCN1990.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SYfMgNMIbsY/TiHbEDiAeqI/AAAAAAAADWE/6FFi7WN1ZGo/s1600/DSCN1997.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SYfMgNMIbsY/TiHbEDiAeqI/AAAAAAAADWE/6FFi7WN1ZGo/s320/DSCN1997.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We also had a bonfire and roasted marshmellows.&amp;nbsp; Here's Lindsay with her roasting stick.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T6PDvNH2RWc/TiHbJdyzLVI/AAAAAAAADWI/N2kD2uOfTlQ/s1600/DSCN2005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T6PDvNH2RWc/TiHbJdyzLVI/AAAAAAAADWI/N2kD2uOfTlQ/s320/DSCN2005.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bin0FZN_UVE/TiHbOM0rBwI/AAAAAAAADWM/AXpkXQkAZ00/s1600/DSCN2006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bin0FZN_UVE/TiHbOM0rBwI/AAAAAAAADWM/AXpkXQkAZ00/s320/DSCN2006.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I think Heather ate about 8 large marshmellows, then proceeded to tell everyone, "I don't feel good."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U-jf1ldfQfc/TiHbTJNdHxI/AAAAAAAADWQ/aRXIBrlfvHY/s1600/DSCN2007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U-jf1ldfQfc/TiHbTJNdHxI/AAAAAAAADWQ/aRXIBrlfvHY/s320/DSCN2007.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;After two days at the lake, we spent two more days in Fowlerville with the family.&amp;nbsp; It was nice to see everyone, but after a week away from home, it was nice to be home again.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626367277736275204-8080840990483582177?l=benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8080840990483582177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6626367277736275204&amp;postID=8080840990483582177' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/8080840990483582177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/8080840990483582177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/2011/07/michigan-vacation.html' title='Michigan Vacation'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05481123204181059898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TImwRBq8a_I/AAAAAAAAC6g/vxn1sNLvmjE/S220/DSCN0204.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AdCgpxb7QBI/TiHYf7Is4sI/AAAAAAAADU4/PiDTjAclDGY/s72-c/DSCN1886.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626367277736275204.post-2077725810707840388</id><published>2011-06-26T13:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T13:39:11.669-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Samuel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heather'/><title type='text'>Heather's Hair Fix</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here is the after picture of trying to fix Heather's self haircut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1CkDDkp6O-w/Tgdt5EXKS2I/AAAAAAAADUo/D4azbW3UIts/s1600/DSCN1868.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1CkDDkp6O-w/Tgdt5EXKS2I/AAAAAAAADUo/D4azbW3UIts/s320/DSCN1868.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sjXh_DZmnc8/TgduDBFseQI/AAAAAAAADUs/5zJLn6yCQMY/s1600/DSCN1870.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sjXh_DZmnc8/TgduDBFseQI/AAAAAAAADUs/5zJLn6yCQMY/s320/DSCN1870.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We went with layers﻿ to try to hide her handiwork (since what she cut was way too short to cut all the rest of her hair to that length).&amp;nbsp; I'm just really disappointed that she cut her hair, I was really hoping to grow it out again...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0TPvjHAKlIs/TgduF7qGTGI/AAAAAAAADUw/Mw_8gb4-Dms/s1600/DSCN1873.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0TPvjHAKlIs/TgduF7qGTGI/AAAAAAAADUw/Mw_8gb4-Dms/s320/DSCN1873.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And here are my youngest two being goofs.&amp;nbsp; Gotta love 'em!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626367277736275204-2077725810707840388?l=benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2077725810707840388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6626367277736275204&amp;postID=2077725810707840388' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/2077725810707840388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/2077725810707840388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/2011/06/heathers-hair-fix.html' title='Heather&apos;s Hair Fix'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05481123204181059898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TImwRBq8a_I/AAAAAAAAC6g/vxn1sNLvmjE/S220/DSCN0204.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1CkDDkp6O-w/Tgdt5EXKS2I/AAAAAAAADUo/D4azbW3UIts/s72-c/DSCN1868.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626367277736275204.post-6109411916986750650</id><published>2011-06-23T15:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T15:02:57.560-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Samuel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lindsay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heather'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Extended fam'/><title type='text'>Late Spring In Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I can't believe it's been over a month since I've blogged.&amp;nbsp; Ugh!&amp;nbsp; I don't know why I've become such a horrible blogger lately, but here is some catch up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Lindsay graduated from kindergarten at the end of May.&amp;nbsp; She was very excited.&amp;nbsp; They had a huge ceremony of all the kindergarten classes and they sang two songs that Lindsay worked really hard on memorizing.&amp;nbsp; Afterwards her class has a little barbeque and celebrate the end of the year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aOzirDJEcO8/TgOI0XYZ_jI/AAAAAAAADT4/XxJOynBXv64/s1600/DSCN1781.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aOzirDJEcO8/TgOI0XYZ_jI/AAAAAAAADT4/XxJOynBXv64/s320/DSCN1781.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My sister, Camille, and my nephew, Scotty, came into town for Memorial Day weekend (which coincided with my birthday this year).&amp;nbsp; It was a lot of fun seeing them and watching Sam and Scotty "play" together - most of the time Sam was pretty jealous of the attention Scotty was getting from his sisters and sometimes his mother (what can I say, Scotty is just such a cutie)!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H2maJ2D0itM/TgOJPqZyU8I/AAAAAAAADT8/I5knemwy31g/s1600/DSCN1788.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H2maJ2D0itM/TgOJPqZyU8I/AAAAAAAADT8/I5knemwy31g/s320/DSCN1788.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HeRT2yOgjt0/TgOJSu9nvmI/AAAAAAAADUA/D6UyHc8pOiM/s1600/DSCN1789.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HeRT2yOgjt0/TgOJSu9nvmI/AAAAAAAADUA/D6UyHc8pOiM/s320/DSCN1789.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For my birthday, Marlboro sent me this awesome mountable bottle opener... not sure how they knew it was my birthday or why they thought I would want a bottle opener, but thanks, I guess.&amp;nbsp; Fortunately, some stranger at the Goodwill will be the happy recipient of this bad boy.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xli9s1zQUq8/TgOJYV8GEyI/AAAAAAAADUE/aGTvouejsfo/s1600/DSCN1807.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xli9s1zQUq8/TgOJYV8GEyI/AAAAAAAADUE/aGTvouejsfo/s320/DSCN1807.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last week Heather decided to trim her hair... why do my kids always do this?&amp;nbsp; Do you see the lovely chunk of hair missing?﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LRq6x060yFw/TgOJnnIYVDI/AAAAAAAADUI/pUTTBnZDDU8/s1600/DSCN1819.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LRq6x060yFw/TgOJnnIYVDI/AAAAAAAADUI/pUTTBnZDDU8/s320/DSCN1819.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Saturday we had a barbeque celebrating Sam's first birthday (and to show some friends our house).&amp;nbsp; It was a lot of fun and Sam really enjoyed his cupcakes!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ob8q6fXgWkQ/TgOJz8MiDeI/AAAAAAAADUM/B7KN2pMJLVo/s1600/DSCN1825.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ob8q6fXgWkQ/TgOJz8MiDeI/AAAAAAAADUM/B7KN2pMJLVo/s320/DSCN1825.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;His actual birthday was on Father's Day (sorry you had to share the day, Ben, but what better gift can you have on Father's Day than your first son?).&amp;nbsp; Here he is chilling with all his gifts.&amp;nbsp; The Cars couch was from us.&amp;nbsp; He LOVES it.&amp;nbsp; And he's very possessive of it.&amp;nbsp; If either of his sister's is sitting on it, he come over to them right away and starts grunting at them and trying to get them off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-087m4lXKFRA/TgOKQvfXDMI/AAAAAAAADUQ/l4uIqpfRGbI/s1600/DSCN1832.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-087m4lXKFRA/TgOKQvfXDMI/AAAAAAAADUQ/l4uIqpfRGbI/s320/DSCN1832.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He got this toy guitar from Grandma and Grandpa Avis.&amp;nbsp; He enjoys playing with it, when his sisters aren't busy fighting over it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5HyuLFbh3FE/TgOKasdDtpI/AAAAAAAADUU/WSSaFZIsFaY/s1600/DSCN1836.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5HyuLFbh3FE/TgOKasdDtpI/AAAAAAAADUU/WSSaFZIsFaY/s320/DSCN1836.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grandma Howe made him his first pillow.&amp;nbsp; She does this for all her grandchildren, makes them a pillow with their initial on it.&amp;nbsp; It's cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JWi3P4wLsAY/TgOKnckOyfI/AAAAAAAADUY/oQlaZpNfYZw/s1600/DSCN1842.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JWi3P4wLsAY/TgOKnckOyfI/AAAAAAAADUY/oQlaZpNfYZw/s320/DSCN1842.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He also got some fun kid books from his Aunt Lisa and Uncle Dave.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ll5naf6ou48/TgOKw54njuI/AAAAAAAADUc/ACxufY59u_Y/s1600/DSCN1845.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ll5naf6ou48/TgOKw54njuI/AAAAAAAADUc/ACxufY59u_Y/s320/DSCN1845.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On to the cake... can't you tell they're both excited?﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rSQ3v-P2nGo/TgOKzj-borI/AAAAAAAADUg/5lhGPeQxJ_A/s1600/DSCN1856.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rSQ3v-P2nGo/TgOKzj-borI/AAAAAAAADUg/5lhGPeQxJ_A/s320/DSCN1856.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not to sure about the taste...﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--pNp2HgpnVQ/TgOK36FxlfI/AAAAAAAADUk/WMOk2fLNzNE/s1600/DSCN1859.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--pNp2HgpnVQ/TgOK36FxlfI/AAAAAAAADUk/WMOk2fLNzNE/s320/DSCN1859.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now on to summer!&amp;nbsp; We are planning a trip up to Michigan for the week of the Fourth, so we're really excited about that.&amp;nbsp; Ready to get away from the heat for a while!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626367277736275204-6109411916986750650?l=benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6109411916986750650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6626367277736275204&amp;postID=6109411916986750650' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/6109411916986750650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/6109411916986750650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/2011/06/late-spring-in-review.html' title='Late Spring In Review'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05481123204181059898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TImwRBq8a_I/AAAAAAAAC6g/vxn1sNLvmjE/S220/DSCN0204.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aOzirDJEcO8/TgOI0XYZ_jI/AAAAAAAADT4/XxJOynBXv64/s72-c/DSCN1781.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626367277736275204.post-8392332354881796366</id><published>2011-05-12T15:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T16:37:42.295-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Samuel'/><title type='text'>Tooth Drama</title><content type='html'>Earlier this week, Sam's top left front tooth was close to breaking through.&amp;nbsp; We saw his pediatrician that morning to get him some help with his sinus problems he's been having lately (we all have been horribly sick with sinus crud the past month - on again off again).&amp;nbsp; So we have been checking to see if his tooth has popped yet.&amp;nbsp; Last night when we went to check, we noticed a sort of fleshy/gum-like flap hanging from where his tooth was about to break through.&amp;nbsp; We kind of freaked out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had NO idea what it was.&amp;nbsp; It was the same color as his gums, and it felt like flesh does, kind of squishy, and it was attached to his gums.&amp;nbsp; But he didn't fall and hit his mouth on anything so he couldn't have broken his gums open that way.&amp;nbsp; We didn't know what it was or what to do.&amp;nbsp; So we left it hanging there oddly and waited till this morning to call his pediatrician.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got an appointment at 11:10... where the doctor was stumped.&amp;nbsp; She remembered that his tooth was about to break through, but she had never seen anything like this and had no clue what it could be.&amp;nbsp; She looked in some of her books and couldn't find anything, so she called in the other doctor she partners with, who was also stumped.&amp;nbsp; She did suggest that maybe it was a tooth abnormality (which I was thinking, too).&amp;nbsp; Maybe his tooth didn't fully form and this was it (it did have a white sort of edge on it).&amp;nbsp; Last night when I first noticed it I figured a dentist would have a better idea about what it was, but since Sam is only 10 months old, he hasn't been to the dentist yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So our pediatrician called the girls' dentist and was able to get us in at 1 this afternoon.&amp;nbsp; As soon as the dentist saw it she said, "Yep, no big deal.&amp;nbsp; It's just a follicle."&amp;nbsp; Apparently a follicle is something your tooth grows in, like a protective shell.&amp;nbsp; Usually as the tooth breaks through the skin, the follicle breaks as well and starts to dissolve, so you never notice it.&amp;nbsp; In Sam's case, it didn't break, it just fell right through the whole his tooth had made.&amp;nbsp; Apparently it's not very common, but it does happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my concern, I forgot to take pictures to show what it looked like.&amp;nbsp; But thankfully everything is okay and Sam has a new tooth poking through!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626367277736275204-8392332354881796366?l=benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8392332354881796366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6626367277736275204&amp;postID=8392332354881796366' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/8392332354881796366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/8392332354881796366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/2011/05/tooth-drama.html' title='Tooth Drama'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05481123204181059898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TImwRBq8a_I/AAAAAAAAC6g/vxn1sNLvmjE/S220/DSCN0204.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626367277736275204.post-7280914269288781614</id><published>2011-05-08T12:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T10:43:12.752-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Samuel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lindsay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heather'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Extended fam'/><title type='text'>Florida Vacation Days 4-7</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Day 4 was spent in our hotel suite.&amp;nbsp; My parents had invited my sister's in-laws over for dinner (my brother in-law, Stephen, is from Scotland, and so is his entire family.&amp;nbsp; They were all in Florida for a vacation).&amp;nbsp; She wanted to make them an American barbecue.&amp;nbsp; It was nice to visit with them, although a little hard sometimes to understand what they were saying because their accents.&amp;nbsp; They are very nice people and we are so thankful they paid to have my sister and her family come to the States for a visit so we could see them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wH5EcYDFpEQ/Tca6fmMO5TI/AAAAAAAADRo/Ink9pLs_VVM/s1600/DSCN1634.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wH5EcYDFpEQ/Tca6fmMO5TI/AAAAAAAADRo/Ink9pLs_VVM/s320/DSCN1634.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bOmLnRt_p70/Tca6nuXIWjI/AAAAAAAADRs/DlaGuWQOPhk/s1600/DSCN1643.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bOmLnRt_p70/Tca6nuXIWjI/AAAAAAAADRs/DlaGuWQOPhk/s320/DSCN1643.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;My baby sister, Camille, me and my slightly older sister Olivia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KG9e6_hP8VU/Tca63m5AECI/AAAAAAAADRw/CL3tmE4Qw7s/s1600/DSCN1645.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KG9e6_hP8VU/Tca63m5AECI/AAAAAAAADRw/CL3tmE4Qw7s/s320/DSCN1645.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We had fun goofing around after my sister's in-laws left and she stayed behind with her husband and son.&amp;nbsp; We played Apples to Apples and Skip-bo, family favorites.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NB2pVYmBvR4/Tca7CJ3Sn6I/AAAAAAAADR0/pTvOnJLe5Rk/s1600/DSCN1647.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NB2pVYmBvR4/Tca7CJ3Sn6I/AAAAAAAADR0/pTvOnJLe5Rk/s320/DSCN1647.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The babies had fun playing together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day 5 - We started that morning off by going to the lazy river at the hotel.&amp;nbsp; The girls had a hard time trying to stay in their tubes, but by the end they got the hang of it and had a blast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A-6sHzsJVwU/Tca7F1rT_lI/AAAAAAAADR4/yyrhxGZJXzI/s1600/DSCN1652.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A-6sHzsJVwU/Tca7F1rT_lI/AAAAAAAADR4/yyrhxGZJXzI/s320/DSCN1652.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LiEEzFWIqyA/Tca7N3P0hNI/AAAAAAAADR8/2m9DzeHhqZo/s1600/DSCN1655.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LiEEzFWIqyA/Tca7N3P0hNI/AAAAAAAADR8/2m9DzeHhqZo/s320/DSCN1655.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BJb_ig7HvuA/Tca7RJW73rI/AAAAAAAADSA/HQhSBlL96dM/s1600/DSCN1656.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BJb_ig7HvuA/Tca7RJW73rI/AAAAAAAADSA/HQhSBlL96dM/s320/DSCN1656.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Even Sam got in on the fun - he LOVES being in the water!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a56yMpTOlvo/Tca7xxKWctI/AAAAAAAADSE/CUsXRezRPqE/s1600/DSCN1659.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a56yMpTOlvo/Tca7xxKWctI/AAAAAAAADSE/CUsXRezRPqE/s320/DSCN1659.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;But it sure wore him out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MItzyZTquv4/Tca70m49EUI/AAAAAAAADSI/QU6PhT3-eFI/s1600/DSCN1663.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MItzyZTquv4/Tca70m49EUI/AAAAAAAADSI/QU6PhT3-eFI/s320/DSCN1663.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Scotty loved the water too - he is so stinking cute!﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PWW0nK6gRBY/Tca76uxRaFI/AAAAAAAADSM/Y5SyrIWvo8I/s1600/DSCN1666.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PWW0nK6gRBY/Tca76uxRaFI/AAAAAAAADSM/Y5SyrIWvo8I/s320/DSCN1666.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;That afternoon Ben took the girls to Downtown Disney while my mom, Camille and I went shopping downtown.&amp;nbsp; The girls got their faces painted.&amp;nbsp; I think it was the most exciting part of their trip!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y_STW0fLc2w/Tca7_aMSkeI/AAAAAAAADSQ/rqvmMeGpQZs/s1600/DSCN1668.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y_STW0fLc2w/Tca7_aMSkeI/AAAAAAAADSQ/rqvmMeGpQZs/s320/DSCN1668.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Day 6 started off with baths for the babies.&amp;nbsp; They both love bath time, although they weren't sure about having to share the tub with someone else...﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CbZWzSmc-84/Tca8EtTCKII/AAAAAAAADSU/sCxEtpfG7GA/s1600/DSCN1674.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CbZWzSmc-84/Tca8EtTCKII/AAAAAAAADSU/sCxEtpfG7GA/s320/DSCN1674.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oMBRZ7h7I-M/Tca8Nt8g28I/AAAAAAAADSY/--tJXoVOi1E/s1600/DSCN1680.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oMBRZ7h7I-M/Tca8Nt8g28I/AAAAAAAADSY/--tJXoVOi1E/s320/DSCN1680.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5ngr4XRrEn0/Tca8RJoCplI/AAAAAAAADSc/K9zBl6vAXaY/s1600/DSCN1681.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5ngr4XRrEn0/Tca8RJoCplI/AAAAAAAADSc/K9zBl6vAXaY/s320/DSCN1681.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;After hearing Ben and the girls gush about Downtown Disney, we all decided to head down their that day.&amp;nbsp; We did some perusing in their MANY stores where Sam tried on some Apprentice Mickey ears.&amp;nbsp; Poor baby, he was feeling terrible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then we headed to the Lego store, which apparently is the biggest Lego store ever.&amp;nbsp; They had all these cool Lego statues around the store.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tOdiPbqtZ9Y/Tca8d0JvXyI/AAAAAAAADSg/9G1HvfqpvNg/s1600/DSCN1683.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tOdiPbqtZ9Y/Tca8d0JvXyI/AAAAAAAADSg/9G1HvfqpvNg/s320/DSCN1683.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The Loch Ness Monster... which Lindsay calls the Ogopogo Monster (from Destination Truth - yes, we're nerds).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Fs9j8sxQBVg/Tca8lrokwKI/AAAAAAAADSk/On5WH6uiSsI/s1600/DSCN1685.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Fs9j8sxQBVg/Tca8lrokwKI/AAAAAAAADSk/On5WH6uiSsI/s320/DSCN1685.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dragon Maleficent fighting Prince Philip﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hVah4g_FJg4/Tca8oubLJuI/AAAAAAAADSo/6FjIMTElq_A/s1600/DSCN1694.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hVah4g_FJg4/Tca8oubLJuI/AAAAAAAADSo/6FjIMTElq_A/s320/DSCN1694.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After Downtown Disney we came back to the hotel, had some lunch, then my sister, my mom and I Skyped with my other sisters while Ben and Sam took a a nap.... and Papa and the girls did some light reading on the balcony.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LBN2JikYg3U/Tca83LUzHiI/AAAAAAAADSs/rge3DvFmRFA/s1600/DSCN1695.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LBN2JikYg3U/Tca83LUzHiI/AAAAAAAADSs/rge3DvFmRFA/s320/DSCN1695.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My mom buys all her grandchildren Mickey ears.&amp;nbsp; This year it was Sammy and Scotty's turns (I don't think I mentioned it, but Scotty is three months younger than Sammy... so he's 7 months and Sam is 10 months).﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tswrkHGdzyw/Tca87fvKOtI/AAAAAAAADSw/Kyhov8RDmcY/s1600/DSCN1700.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tswrkHGdzyw/Tca87fvKOtI/AAAAAAAADSw/Kyhov8RDmcY/s320/DSCN1700.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dPWXFfeoYCU/Tca9Iih0RqI/AAAAAAAADS0/Q1C3oxV8JDY/s1600/DSCN1703.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dPWXFfeoYCU/Tca9Iih0RqI/AAAAAAAADS0/Q1C3oxV8JDY/s320/DSCN1703.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We got some pretty cute pictures of the babies together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HXZGtn-Bfk8/Tca9nIJKyyI/AAAAAAAADS4/QBo1zWE2DWU/s1600/DSCN1704.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HXZGtn-Bfk8/Tca9nIJKyyI/AAAAAAAADS4/QBo1zWE2DWU/s320/DSCN1704.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Day 7 was a day of parting ways.&amp;nbsp; Both my parents and Camille and Scotty were flying out that day.&amp;nbsp; My parents had to be at the airport by 10, so we said goodbye to them first.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oi5JovB_waI/Tca9uQdLPvI/AAAAAAAADS8/OvKZjx03eHg/s1600/DSCN1707.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oi5JovB_waI/Tca9uQdLPvI/AAAAAAAADS8/OvKZjx03eHg/s320/DSCN1707.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Then we said goodbye to Camille and Scotty and Livi and Evan (Livi drove Camille to the airport since her flight was a lot later than my parents and Camille didn't have a car) and headed to Disney for our third and final day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kh0yduv6bNI/Tca981HaBAI/AAAAAAAADTA/BtSo6bkpRNI/s1600/DSCN1709.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kh0yduv6bNI/Tca981HaBAI/AAAAAAAADTA/BtSo6bkpRNI/s320/DSCN1709.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Heather had been really wanting to meet Minnie, so first thing once we got in the park was meet Mickey and Minnie at the Town Square Theater.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sam LOVED Minnie, and she loved him to.&amp;nbsp; He kept kissing her nose and she kept gushing all her attention on him.&amp;nbsp; I think Heather may have been getting a little jealous, but she was still happy just to see Minnie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S7apzcr5hkc/Tca-DSU-2NI/AAAAAAAADTE/la_VxQY2Ses/s1600/DSCN1712.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S7apzcr5hkc/Tca-DSU-2NI/AAAAAAAADTE/la_VxQY2Ses/s320/DSCN1712.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XMNn27_Dowc/Tca-Hy3xqaI/AAAAAAAADTI/G43LouXSoKg/s1600/DSCN1726.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XMNn27_Dowc/Tca-Hy3xqaI/AAAAAAAADTI/G43LouXSoKg/s320/DSCN1726.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Then out in the main square we met Daisy.&amp;nbsp; She loved Sam, too.&amp;nbsp; I would hate to have to dress up as one of those characters - it must be so hot in the summer!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It started raining, just a sprinkling, but it was nice because it kept the temperature down.&amp;nbsp; We bought some hats to keep the rain off, which Ben and Sam happily modeled off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vhq2Qw6PPHo/Tca-LgHrkKI/AAAAAAAADTM/OUCYu3Hs5iA/s1600/DSCN1730.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vhq2Qw6PPHo/Tca-LgHrkKI/AAAAAAAADTM/OUCYu3Hs5iA/s320/DSCN1730.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ht1QLRUtfPc/Tca-QAssTsI/AAAAAAAADTQ/6q8geHC0J5Q/s1600/DSCN1734.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ht1QLRUtfPc/Tca-QAssTsI/AAAAAAAADTQ/6q8geHC0J5Q/s320/DSCN1734.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Then we were able to meet Ariel and Eric.&amp;nbsp; At first Heather didn't want to meet them because she was afraid of Eric.&amp;nbsp; But after a few minutes waiting in line, she said she would only like to meet Ariel.&amp;nbsp; I asked Lindsay if when we got up there she would go to Eric first so Heather could be close to Ariel and not freak out, and Lindsay agreed.&amp;nbsp; Unfortunately, once it was our turn, Lindsay forgot the plan and bolted for Ariel.&amp;nbsp; I don't know if you can tell in the picture about, but Heather was NOT happy about having to talk to Eric.&amp;nbsp; Finally she turned to me with almost tears in her eyes&amp;nbsp;and said, "Mom - I don't want Eric, I want Ariel," which made Eric laugh a little and Ariel rushed over to give her some love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LFBRUbYJAyQ/Tca-UzJQXGI/AAAAAAAADTU/D5jRfii0PQA/s1600/DSCN1737.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LFBRUbYJAyQ/Tca-UzJQXGI/AAAAAAAADTU/D5jRfii0PQA/s320/DSCN1737.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k-0TfZVSX4c/Tca-ZjG4YKI/AAAAAAAADTY/xBFRTTx8DmY/s1600/DSCN1738.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k-0TfZVSX4c/Tca-ZjG4YKI/AAAAAAAADTY/xBFRTTx8DmY/s320/DSCN1738.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;A little further down the way were Tiana and Naveen (from Princess and the Frog), but the wait for them was almost two hours (in the rain) and we just weren't feeling that, so we quickly snapped a picture of them while we walked by.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V-qNIHIxghU/Tca-eBVmR6I/AAAAAAAADTc/4lX8WUvNTjg/s1600/DSCN1739.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V-qNIHIxghU/Tca-eBVmR6I/AAAAAAAADTc/4lX8WUvNTjg/s320/DSCN1739.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We rode the Pirates of the Caribbean ride (this is the girls holding hand while walking worriedly up the dark hall to the ride).&amp;nbsp; It was such a corny ride, but Heather was terrified the whole time.&amp;nbsp; She is my little scaredy cat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Than we toured Frontierland, ate lunch, and by then the rain had passed, the sun was out and shining and the humidity was killer, so we called it a day.&amp;nbsp; On our way out of the park we passed Woody and Jessie (Heather LOVES Jessie) and rode the train back to the font of the park.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5lA4MyI-d94/Tca-jFjrxgI/AAAAAAAADTg/52TKkz-HnFY/s1600/DSCN1741.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5lA4MyI-d94/Tca-jFjrxgI/AAAAAAAADTg/52TKkz-HnFY/s320/DSCN1741.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We ended up leaving the park a 3, then driving 9 hours back home, which made for a very long day.&amp;nbsp; Lindsay ended up throwing up on the way home, which didn't help anything.&amp;nbsp; We got in a little after midnight and were just so happy to be home that we all crashed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had a great time seeing family and visiting Disney, but I don't think we'll be visiting another Disney park until all the kids are a bit older.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626367277736275204-7280914269288781614?l=benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7280914269288781614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6626367277736275204&amp;postID=7280914269288781614' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/7280914269288781614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/7280914269288781614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/2011/05/florida-vacation-days-4-7.html' title='Florida Vacation Days 4-7'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05481123204181059898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TImwRBq8a_I/AAAAAAAAC6g/vxn1sNLvmjE/S220/DSCN0204.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wH5EcYDFpEQ/Tca6fmMO5TI/AAAAAAAADRo/Ink9pLs_VVM/s72-c/DSCN1634.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626367277736275204.post-1666758798169622501</id><published>2011-05-08T11:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T10:43:30.995-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Samuel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lindsay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heather'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Extended fam'/><title type='text'>Florida Vacation Days 1-3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We got into Florida last Saturday afternoon (Day 1).&amp;nbsp; My parents own a timeshare, so we were staying there with them and my sister Camille and her baby Scotty.&amp;nbsp; My other sister, Olivia and her husband, Stephen, and their son, Evan, came over that night and we talked, let the kids play with each other, then went out for dinner and ice cream.&amp;nbsp; It was so nice to see everyone!&amp;nbsp; It's been over a year since I've seen Olivia and her family and almost a year since I've seen Camille... and I'd never met Scotty before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Day 2 (Sunday) we went to Magic Kingdom.&amp;nbsp; Our first stop was the Town Square Theater to see the Princesses!&amp;nbsp; The princess here were so much better than the ones at Disneyland from last year.&amp;nbsp; These princesses actually talked to the girls for longer than two seconds and gave them big hugs goodbye.&amp;nbsp; The girls loved it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DOnsTPi0R2w/TcavSCUu2JI/AAAAAAAADP0/5taAT17JQUQ/s1600/DSCN1502.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DOnsTPi0R2w/TcavSCUu2JI/AAAAAAAADP0/5taAT17JQUQ/s320/DSCN1502.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The first princess up was Belle.&amp;nbsp; Lindsay was so disappointed that she wasn't wearing her Belle shirt!&amp;nbsp; It was too cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y1BeG8OPO5Q/TcavXQ53a2I/AAAAAAAADP4/J18U85mA-j4/s1600/DSCN1504.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y1BeG8OPO5Q/TcavXQ53a2I/AAAAAAAADP4/J18U85mA-j4/s320/DSCN1504.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RI7ZvtGWmIk/Tcava3cvWvI/AAAAAAAADP8/Vh9em_awCf4/s1600/DSCN1505.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RI7ZvtGWmIk/Tcava3cvWvI/AAAAAAAADP8/Vh9em_awCf4/s320/DSCN1505.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wYS45trjljI/TcavlWiL-1I/AAAAAAAADQA/JXev8_MLfuw/s1600/DSCN1507.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wYS45trjljI/TcavlWiL-1I/AAAAAAAADQA/JXev8_MLfuw/s320/DSCN1507.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love how&amp;nbsp;far&amp;nbsp;away Heather is sitting from&amp;nbsp;Aurora!&amp;nbsp; She was so excited to&amp;nbsp;meet her, but once she got up to her she was so nervous!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UZgXk6BZw-U/Tcavoqgr2rI/AAAAAAAADQE/uPba-0cWw98/s1600/DSCN1510.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UZgXk6BZw-U/Tcavoqgr2rI/AAAAAAAADQE/uPba-0cWw98/s320/DSCN1510.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SOu-5K6YKTg/Tcavy0icB8I/AAAAAAAADQI/fICYOvjbC5E/s1600/DSCN1515.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SOu-5K6YKTg/Tcavy0icB8I/AAAAAAAADQI/fICYOvjbC5E/s320/DSCN1515.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nfyhvjziO2U/Tcav1-TLOsI/AAAAAAAADQM/469g5OuUkIc/s1600/DSCN1517.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nfyhvjziO2U/Tcav1-TLOsI/AAAAAAAADQM/469g5OuUkIc/s320/DSCN1517.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wNXrrcx13Ek/TcawGQKVNSI/AAAAAAAADQQ/_1yBN7d5USY/s1600/DSCN1520.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wNXrrcx13Ek/TcawGQKVNSI/AAAAAAAADQQ/_1yBN7d5USY/s320/DSCN1520.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;On our way further into the park, we were able to watch a show at Cinderella's castle.&amp;nbsp; It was very cute - about following your dreams.&amp;nbsp; We got to see some princesses and their princes dancing and singing, as well as Captain Hook and Smee and Maleficent.&amp;nbsp; It was pretty cool!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1rgANoDqTBE/TcawNLsCSGI/AAAAAAAADQU/G_-lIxAFLzA/s1600/DSCN1526.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1rgANoDqTBE/TcawNLsCSGI/AAAAAAAADQU/G_-lIxAFLzA/s320/DSCN1526.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T7wPDW33eOM/TcawUvKPcjI/AAAAAAAADQY/Gd31PQAFlQ4/s1600/DSCN1528.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T7wPDW33eOM/TcawUvKPcjI/AAAAAAAADQY/Gd31PQAFlQ4/s320/DSCN1528.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;In Tomorrowland, Ben got caught up in the Star Wars section of the store and just HAD to make not one, but two lightsabers (one for the kids, one for him).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MEkCg0anS9c/TcawffdfQjI/AAAAAAAADQc/gZUj4evmSq0/s1600/DSCN1536.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MEkCg0anS9c/TcawffdfQjI/AAAAAAAADQc/gZUj4evmSq0/s320/DSCN1536.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Then it was time for the Mad Hatter's Tea Party ride.&amp;nbsp; Ben had to take this girls on this one because this kind of ride always makes me sick!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dwIWDM7bIm0/TcawisqWfeI/AAAAAAAADQg/K1T7g4R4kvo/s1600/DSCN1533.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dwIWDM7bIm0/TcawisqWfeI/AAAAAAAADQg/K1T7g4R4kvo/s320/DSCN1533.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I stayed with Sam, who was enjoying a nice nap in the Florida heat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sSA3jE0ALwQ/TcawnBxxQzI/AAAAAAAADQk/LPWM9LfdDz8/s1600/DSCN1538.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sSA3jE0ALwQ/TcawnBxxQzI/AAAAAAAADQk/LPWM9LfdDz8/s320/DSCN1538.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We ran into the White Rabbit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uwS_E48R8WE/Tcaw3axv9UI/AAAAAAAADQo/E12SiuTHSPg/s1600/DSCN1545.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uwS_E48R8WE/Tcaw3axv9UI/AAAAAAAADQo/E12SiuTHSPg/s320/DSCN1545.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Later in the day (after Ben stood in line for an hour and a half and the girls and I went on a few rides), we were able to meet Rapunzel and Flynn!&amp;nbsp; They had this area set up like the movie - it was so cute.&amp;nbsp; While waiting to meet the characters, they had a coloring activity, a dancing activity...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sjBI824Rviw/Tcaw9JGbZCI/AAAAAAAADQs/H3YPCN-Jb5U/s1600/DSCN1554.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sjBI824Rviw/Tcaw9JGbZCI/AAAAAAAADQs/H3YPCN-Jb5U/s320/DSCN1554.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;...and the girls got to meet Pascal!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tnRzAgPvHNM/TcaxAEioExI/AAAAAAAADQw/YZgi3dvrJ0s/s1600/DSCN1555.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tnRzAgPvHNM/TcaxAEioExI/AAAAAAAADQw/YZgi3dvrJ0s/s320/DSCN1555.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-26oMDai-sLA/Tcaxbliv5uI/AAAAAAAADQ0/AE8fTpSXVV0/s1600/DSCN1558.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-26oMDai-sLA/Tcaxbliv5uI/AAAAAAAADQ0/AE8fTpSXVV0/s320/DSCN1558.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Rapunzel was so cute!&amp;nbsp; She was really interested in what the girls had to say, maybe it helped that they were wearing their Rapunzel shirts that day! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GLz65vfH7Fo/Tcaxe9z-lyI/AAAAAAAADQ4/62ORxA-xZGo/s1600/DSCN1563.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GLz65vfH7Fo/Tcaxe9z-lyI/AAAAAAAADQ4/62ORxA-xZGo/s320/DSCN1563.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I LOVE Flynn Rider's face - he always posed with this smug sort of look.&amp;nbsp; It was hilarious!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We did a couple more things in the park after our visit with Rapunzel and Flynn, then headed back to the hotel for the day.&amp;nbsp; We had dinner with&amp;nbsp;my family and relaxed after a fun day.&amp;nbsp; I was also getting pretty sick that night from my sinus infection that did not go away with the&amp;nbsp;antibiotics I had been taking the previous week.&amp;nbsp; And Sam was starting to get sick and he was teething... so it was a really long night that night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Day 3&amp;nbsp; was family day at Magic Kingdom!&amp;nbsp; My parents, two sisters and their families joined us at the park that day.&amp;nbsp; First we rode the train around the park.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cp6Ady4mO9g/TcaxnE_scnI/AAAAAAAADQ8/MZknzDdw5lI/s1600/DSCN1570.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cp6Ady4mO9g/TcaxnE_scnI/AAAAAAAADQ8/MZknzDdw5lI/s320/DSCN1570.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M4XQ-tqmU9E/Tcax6SC0tMI/AAAAAAAADRA/tacIMjSVfpw/s1600/DSCN1573.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M4XQ-tqmU9E/Tcax6SC0tMI/AAAAAAAADRA/tacIMjSVfpw/s320/DSCN1573.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Then Ben, Stephen and the kids went and saw the Monster's Inc. show at the Laugh Floor.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; They said it was cute and funny.&amp;nbsp; Then it was adult fun at Space Mountain.&amp;nbsp; I had never rode on Space Mountain before, so I didn't know what to expect.&amp;nbsp; I LOVED it!&amp;nbsp; So fun!&amp;nbsp; Then Ben took Lindsay on it... I was a little concerned because it's a fairly grown-up ride and it's in the dark... I didn't think Lindsay would like it.&amp;nbsp; It turns out she was a little scared of the ride (mostly because of the dark), but handled it really well for her age.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Later on in the day we made our way to Adventureland and took a ride on Aladdin's Magic Carpets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1WUYwtaAmI0/TcayBe-M7fI/AAAAAAAADRE/eSCNHJx1oUE/s1600/DSCN1585.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1WUYwtaAmI0/TcayBe-M7fI/AAAAAAAADRE/eSCNHJx1oUE/s320/DSCN1585.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nM-gQIFzjSo/TcayUj23IBI/AAAAAAAADRI/88Aw7ARCvI0/s1600/DSCN1591.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nM-gQIFzjSo/TcayUj23IBI/AAAAAAAADRI/88Aw7ARCvI0/s320/DSCN1591.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We saw the Swiss&amp;nbsp;Family Robinson's tree house.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8DGY5Avr18Q/Tcayh4liocI/AAAAAAAADRM/CYQgfIz8iP0/s1600/DSCN1593.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8DGY5Avr18Q/Tcayh4liocI/AAAAAAAADRM/CYQgfIz8iP0/s320/DSCN1593.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We passed by Aladdin and Jasmine (doesn't Aladdin look like he's checking Jasmine out in this photo?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5ZpIzf5LhEQ/TcaykpsLTfI/AAAAAAAADRQ/gAuPYakySrc/s1600/DSCN1598.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5ZpIzf5LhEQ/TcaykpsLTfI/AAAAAAAADRQ/gAuPYakySrc/s320/DSCN1598.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Then we tried taking a picture of all the grandkids in their matching shirts Grandma and Papa got them... this was the best one of the bunch.&amp;nbsp; It was hard getting them all to look and smile as it was 3 PM and they were all hot and tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8m1dZ1OPis8/TcayzMOy5PI/AAAAAAAADRU/U5F7LasHxJ8/s1600/DSCN1601.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8m1dZ1OPis8/TcayzMOy5PI/AAAAAAAADRU/U5F7LasHxJ8/s320/DSCN1601.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;My dad and mom - aren't they cute?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2kOEkqfU99w/Tcay3HxvYHI/AAAAAAAADRY/Acf1aOzM14g/s1600/DSCN1620.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2kOEkqfU99w/Tcay3HxvYHI/AAAAAAAADRY/Acf1aOzM14g/s320/DSCN1620.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Heather and Scotty - she LOVED spending time with him.&amp;nbsp; She was so sweet with him, and I think he enjoyed spending time with her, too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pJWZijlHH-4/Tcay6fyIqjI/AAAAAAAADRc/MUAa_ZptT38/s1600/DSCN1624.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pJWZijlHH-4/Tcay6fyIqjI/AAAAAAAADRc/MUAa_ZptT38/s320/DSCN1624.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Isn't he the cutest chubby baby ever?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zLRX_BGmQaY/Tcay_YPwSSI/AAAAAAAADRg/2Fx7cF1ATM0/s1600/DSCN1627.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zLRX_BGmQaY/Tcay_YPwSSI/AAAAAAAADRg/2Fx7cF1ATM0/s320/DSCN1627.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;﻿After one last ride on the Jungle Cruise, we all headed back to the hotel for some much needed rest.&amp;nbsp; I think that was the hottest day of our whole trip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626367277736275204-1666758798169622501?l=benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1666758798169622501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6626367277736275204&amp;postID=1666758798169622501' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/1666758798169622501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/1666758798169622501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/2011/05/florida-vacation-days-1-3.html' title='Florida Vacation Days 1-3'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05481123204181059898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TImwRBq8a_I/AAAAAAAAC6g/vxn1sNLvmjE/S220/DSCN0204.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DOnsTPi0R2w/TcavSCUu2JI/AAAAAAAADP0/5taAT17JQUQ/s72-c/DSCN1502.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626367277736275204.post-3172101548662568918</id><published>2011-04-29T08:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T10:43:31.000-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation'/><title type='text'>Going to Florida!</title><content type='html'>We are leaving dark and early tomorrow morning for a week of fun in Florida!&amp;nbsp; We'll be spending time with my parents, sister Camille and her baby Scotty, and my other sister Olivia and her husband Stephen and son Evan.&amp;nbsp; We are really excited to see everyone and just get away for a week of fun!&amp;nbsp; Not to mention the girls are really excited for Disney World!&amp;nbsp; Hope you all have a great week next week, too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626367277736275204-3172101548662568918?l=benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3172101548662568918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6626367277736275204&amp;postID=3172101548662568918' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/3172101548662568918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/3172101548662568918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/2011/04/going-to-florida.html' title='Going to Florida!'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05481123204181059898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TImwRBq8a_I/AAAAAAAAC6g/vxn1sNLvmjE/S220/DSCN0204.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626367277736275204.post-4876112790843210153</id><published>2011-04-26T18:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T18:43:23.089-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heather'/><title type='text'>Heather's 4th Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We had a pretty simple party for Heather.&amp;nbsp; It was just our family.&amp;nbsp; She LOVES &lt;i&gt;Tangled&lt;/i&gt;, so we bought the Rapunzel party plates, napkins, etc. to try and make it more exciting for her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here is the birthday girl with her presents.&amp;nbsp; She's in this weird phase where she grimaces instead of smiles... but when she does smile, I promise it's really cute!&amp;nbsp; (And yes, she dressed herself - what can I say, they girl loves pink).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xGUTUTal68M/TbdCg49t4-I/AAAAAAAADPQ/FeFYKWqXx_E/s1600/DSCN1449.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xGUTUTal68M/TbdCg49t4-I/AAAAAAAADPQ/FeFYKWqXx_E/s320/DSCN1449.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She got these cute clothes from Grammy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--HEglMvNuPg/TbdCl6TeuWI/AAAAAAAADPU/-fjDB-piNHg/s1600/DSCN1451.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--HEglMvNuPg/TbdCl6TeuWI/AAAAAAAADPU/-fjDB-piNHg/s320/DSCN1451.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As well as some beads because she loves making necklaces up in Michigan with Grammy.&amp;nbsp; She also got a really cute Rapunzel doll, but I guess I didn't get a picture of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aC1rjso2G58/TbdCv1j1AvI/AAAAAAAADPY/CweFIte-I68/s1600/DSCN1452.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aC1rjso2G58/TbdCv1j1AvI/AAAAAAAADPY/CweFIte-I68/s320/DSCN1452.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For some reason, this picture is sideways, but she got this cute Minnie Mouse dress-up doll from Lindsay and Sam.&amp;nbsp; Heather's on a bit of a Minnie Mouse kick.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UbN1g-NByQo/TbdC0Bg_SHI/AAAAAAAADPc/AC7KjSGVNdI/s1600/DSCN1453.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" i8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UbN1g-NByQo/TbdC0Bg_SHI/AAAAAAAADPc/AC7KjSGVNdI/s320/DSCN1453.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She also got a Minnie Mouse shopping cart from Mama and Daddy.&amp;nbsp; She drives it EVERYWHERE.&amp;nbsp; We have wheel trails all over the carpets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bUYAPHO_2w8/TbdC3oCP6mI/AAAAAAAADPg/SgMj2LJ40QU/s1600/DSCN1454.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bUYAPHO_2w8/TbdC3oCP6mI/AAAAAAAADPg/SgMj2LJ40QU/s320/DSCN1454.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A cute pink dress from Aunt Lisa and Uncle Dave.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s24Q2qOSY3I/TbdDEoECx5I/AAAAAAAADPk/o8JdgdHC3fg/s1600/DSCN1455.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s24Q2qOSY3I/TbdDEoECx5I/AAAAAAAADPk/o8JdgdHC3fg/s320/DSCN1455.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And she literally SQUEALED when she unwrapped this gift from Mama and Daddy - Rapunzel figurines!&amp;nbsp; It was too cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S0FWw9Uek6U/TbdDHpSvbzI/AAAAAAAADPo/hgAM0syO3dE/s1600/DSCN1456.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S0FWw9Uek6U/TbdDHpSvbzI/AAAAAAAADPo/hgAM0syO3dE/s320/DSCN1456.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(The pink v-tech computer is from Grandma and Papa - the girls fight over it all the time and it drives me nuts!&amp;nbsp; I think my mom is paying me back for all the grief I caused her as a child...)﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fdKYkxdI6-I/TbdDLfYMYxI/AAAAAAAADPs/-nSUOfAJIxE/s1600/DSCN1457.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fdKYkxdI6-I/TbdDLfYMYxI/AAAAAAAADPs/-nSUOfAJIxE/s320/DSCN1457.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Heather blowing out her pink candles on her pink birthday cake.&amp;nbsp; She had a great day!﻿&amp;nbsp; Thanks to everyone for their cards and presents - she loved it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xfvLu6VFkZo/TbdDQGAEZKI/AAAAAAAADPw/lfoHRizkQKM/s1600/DSCN1461.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xfvLu6VFkZo/TbdDQGAEZKI/AAAAAAAADPw/lfoHRizkQKM/s320/DSCN1461.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My sister did this really cute thing on her blog that I am stealing from her!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Heather's Favorites:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Color: Pink&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Book: any princess book (especially Rapunzel)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Song: Flower Gleam and Glow (the healing song from &lt;i&gt;Tangled&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Movie: Tangled&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Food: apples and sandwiches&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626367277736275204-4876112790843210153?l=benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4876112790843210153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6626367277736275204&amp;postID=4876112790843210153' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/4876112790843210153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/4876112790843210153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/2011/04/heathers-4th-birthday.html' title='Heather&apos;s 4th Birthday'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05481123204181059898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TImwRBq8a_I/AAAAAAAAC6g/vxn1sNLvmjE/S220/DSCN0204.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xGUTUTal68M/TbdCg49t4-I/AAAAAAAADPQ/FeFYKWqXx_E/s72-c/DSCN1449.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626367277736275204.post-553073223589990749</id><published>2011-04-21T09:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T09:33:12.915-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heather'/><title type='text'>Look Who's 4!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-srDHC9l5yP8/TbAxbbeDsKI/AAAAAAAADPM/ivJPO2nNaHU/s1600/DSCN1441.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-srDHC9l5yP8/TbAxbbeDsKI/AAAAAAAADPM/ivJPO2nNaHU/s320/DSCN1441.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can hardly believe my baby girl is turning four today!&amp;nbsp; She seems so grown up...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy birthday, Heather!&amp;nbsp; We love you so much and are so thankful you're a part of our family!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Daddy, Mama, Lindsay and Sammy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626367277736275204-553073223589990749?l=benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/553073223589990749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6626367277736275204&amp;postID=553073223589990749' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/553073223589990749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/553073223589990749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/2011/04/look-whos-4.html' title='Look Who&apos;s 4!'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05481123204181059898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TImwRBq8a_I/AAAAAAAAC6g/vxn1sNLvmjE/S220/DSCN0204.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-srDHC9l5yP8/TbAxbbeDsKI/AAAAAAAADPM/ivJPO2nNaHU/s72-c/DSCN1441.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626367277736275204.post-6589079446289246150</id><published>2011-04-20T10:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T10:54:57.336-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Samuel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lindsay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heather'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Extended fam'/><title type='text'>The Dreaded Pink Eye</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4UrvnrGgSfs/Ta7yJiW1ZgI/AAAAAAAADPA/lJBJHVa5i8Y/s1600/DSCN1444.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4UrvnrGgSfs/Ta7yJiW1ZgI/AAAAAAAADPA/lJBJHVa5i8Y/s320/DSCN1444.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Yes, the awful pink eye has entered the Avis house.&amp;nbsp; Monday evening Lindsay's eye started gooping like crazy, and sure enough over night it was glued close.&amp;nbsp; She freaked out, of course, when she woke up in the middle of the night and couldn't open her eye.&amp;nbsp; Yesterday morning it was off to the doctor where it was confirmed it was pink eye, as well as two ear infections.&amp;nbsp; We filled her prescriptions so hopefully soon she will be a healthy Lindsay bug.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1gohmDfiTd0/Ta7yaO3S9oI/AAAAAAAADPE/39fubaV5VqI/s1600/DSCN1432.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1gohmDfiTd0/Ta7yaO3S9oI/AAAAAAAADPE/39fubaV5VqI/s320/DSCN1432.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;At the beginning of the month Ben's mom came down for a visit.&amp;nbsp; It was Lindsay's spring break, so all the kiddos got to spend tons of time with Grandma Avis, whom they started calling "Grammy" while she was here.&amp;nbsp; They LOVED having her.&amp;nbsp; They got so much attention and love... not to mention Mama got some quiet time and also adult conversation.&amp;nbsp; We had a great time and hope Grammy can visit again soon (hopefully with Pops aka Grandpa Avis)!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5b1hw3CJ274/Ta7yciDotoI/AAAAAAAADPI/SJROx8PBjj0/s1600/DSCN1437.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" i8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5b1hw3CJ274/Ta7yciDotoI/AAAAAAAADPI/SJROx8PBjj0/s320/DSCN1437.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿In other news, Sam is a climbing machine.&amp;nbsp; He is pulling himself up on everything and is starting to take steps while holding on to the furniture.&amp;nbsp; Why do they have to grow up so fast?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626367277736275204-6589079446289246150?l=benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6589079446289246150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6626367277736275204&amp;postID=6589079446289246150' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/6589079446289246150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/6589079446289246150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/2011/04/dreaded-pink-eye.html' title='The Dreaded Pink Eye'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05481123204181059898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TImwRBq8a_I/AAAAAAAAC6g/vxn1sNLvmjE/S220/DSCN0204.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4UrvnrGgSfs/Ta7yJiW1ZgI/AAAAAAAADPA/lJBJHVa5i8Y/s72-c/DSCN1444.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626367277736275204.post-3014021132794809275</id><published>2011-04-12T11:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T10:55:12.134-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beth'/><title type='text'>Sick... like a dog</title><content type='html'>So the last couple of months I've been fighting a sinus infection.&amp;nbsp; It makes me feel miserable for about a week, then starts to fade away, then comes back worse then ever.&amp;nbsp; I don't like to take a lot of over the counter medicine... I try to avoid putting too much of that stuff into my system if I don't need it.&amp;nbsp; However, this past weekend my sinuses hurt worse than they have in a long time.&amp;nbsp; I was absolutely miserable.&amp;nbsp; I had to break down and take something, but that didn't even touch this thing.&amp;nbsp; So off to the doctor I went yesterday afternoon.&amp;nbsp; I really don't like going to the doctor, especially since I already knew what was wrong with me, but I knew I needed some prescription drugs to finally get rid of this crud!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went through the whole song and dance and when the doctor went to touch my face, I cringed.&amp;nbsp; It was so sore yesterday.&amp;nbsp; They realized I have a pretty severe sinus infection and decided right there to give me a shot in the bum!&amp;nbsp; I haven't had a shot in my bum since I was 10 - boy, did it hurt.&amp;nbsp; My butt is still sore this morning... I'm sure the people at the pharmacy yesterday had fun watching me gimp around with my bum bum (get it, "bum" bum, like if you hurt your knee, you have a bum knee - yeah, it's a bad joke).&amp;nbsp; Anyway, this morning I am feeling a lot better, but still pretty cruddy.&amp;nbsp; Hopefully all this lovely medicine I have will finally get rid of this infection!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626367277736275204-3014021132794809275?l=benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3014021132794809275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6626367277736275204&amp;postID=3014021132794809275' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/3014021132794809275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/3014021132794809275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/2011/04/sick-like-dog.html' title='Sick... like a dog'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05481123204181059898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TImwRBq8a_I/AAAAAAAAC6g/vxn1sNLvmjE/S220/DSCN0204.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626367277736275204.post-1526894836259443834</id><published>2011-04-06T13:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T13:07:32.686-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Samuel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lindsay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heather'/><title type='text'>Haircuts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Yesterday the girls got new haircuts.&amp;nbsp; They wanted to go really short, but the shortest I would go is to their chins (which is still really short to me).&amp;nbsp; The girls LOVE their new haircuts!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KIy-QcRcwp8/TZyc_9FKstI/AAAAAAAADO0/Vnp9RPVkPhA/s1600/DSCN1416.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KIy-QcRcwp8/TZyc_9FKstI/AAAAAAAADO0/Vnp9RPVkPhA/s320/DSCN1416.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pA8YzUUvWqU/TZydFkpGqAI/AAAAAAAADO4/n2pl_PXOeUE/s1600/DSCN1419.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pA8YzUUvWqU/TZydFkpGqAI/AAAAAAAADO4/n2pl_PXOeUE/s320/DSCN1419.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TQKPGmV-KhE/TZydIWJfIPI/AAAAAAAADO8/IThmCdxTcn4/s1600/DSCN1422.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TQKPGmV-KhE/TZydIWJfIPI/AAAAAAAADO8/IThmCdxTcn4/s320/DSCN1422.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sam didn't get a haircut, but he loves posing with his sisters.&amp;nbsp; I think their haircuts make them look older.&amp;nbsp; They sure are growing up fast!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626367277736275204-1526894836259443834?l=benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1526894836259443834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6626367277736275204&amp;postID=1526894836259443834' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/1526894836259443834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/1526894836259443834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/2011/04/haircuts.html' title='Haircuts'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05481123204181059898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TImwRBq8a_I/AAAAAAAAC6g/vxn1sNLvmjE/S220/DSCN0204.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KIy-QcRcwp8/TZyc_9FKstI/AAAAAAAADO0/Vnp9RPVkPhA/s72-c/DSCN1416.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626367277736275204.post-2070874183646117181</id><published>2011-03-30T12:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T13:08:13.249-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Samuel'/><title type='text'>Oh no!</title><content type='html'>Sam is learning to climb the stairs!&amp;nbsp; Time to get the gates out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626367277736275204-2070874183646117181?l=benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2070874183646117181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6626367277736275204&amp;postID=2070874183646117181' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/2070874183646117181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/2070874183646117181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/2011/03/oh-no.html' title='Oh no!'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05481123204181059898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TImwRBq8a_I/AAAAAAAAC6g/vxn1sNLvmjE/S220/DSCN0204.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626367277736275204.post-8774481633683282333</id><published>2011-03-25T13:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T10:24:00.378-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Samuel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lindsay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heather'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='House'/><title type='text'>Bad Blogger - For Real!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;What can I say... my life has been busy.&amp;nbsp; That's not a good reason for not blogging, especially since this is my way of journaling and so for the past two months... I have nothing to show for all we've done and been through.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So... here is the long awaited, long in the making, update.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-ZIvUF1PVacU/TYzL5J6P3MI/AAAAAAAADOo/xUqCtwbR00o/s1600/DSCN1283.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-ZIvUF1PVacU/TYzL5J6P3MI/AAAAAAAADOo/xUqCtwbR00o/s320/DSCN1283.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you can't read the message, Lindsay wrote, "Wecome to the Avis famalys houes" which translates to "Welcome to the Avis family's house"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The girls are very excited to be in our new house.&amp;nbsp; Lindsay loves having her own room so Heather doesn't disturb her sleep, and Heather always tells me her favorite part is the stairs.&amp;nbsp; I'm not really sure why she loves the stairs so much, especially since that's my least favorite part, but she's always been my silly girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We've been busy trying to make this house what we want it.&amp;nbsp; I don't have any pictures to post about it because... I don't feel I have a single room&amp;nbsp;finished.&amp;nbsp; Now that we live in a house we own (or atleast, are making monthly payments to own in 30 years), I want to make each room look as nice as possible, and I just don't think any of them are quite there yet.&amp;nbsp; I'm hoping to have the girls' rooms finished soon, maybe our office as well, so&amp;nbsp;hopefully soon I'll have some pictures for you to see.&amp;nbsp; In the meantime, I'll just update you on how we all have been doing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;BEN: busy working like crazy.&amp;nbsp; When he's not working overtime (which is almost every week night and some weekends as well), he's busy working on the house.&amp;nbsp; I'm thankful he's such a hardworker, but I'm hoping all this craziness will die down soon so we can spend more quality time together!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;BETH: you name it, I've been busy doing it.&amp;nbsp; Unpacking, organizing, trying to figure out where to put all those little odds and ends that don't really have a home... plus keeping track of the kiddos and all that come with that.&amp;nbsp; Laundy, dishes, cooking, cleaning, Skyping with my family every Monday (and sometimes later in the week, too)... it's been busy.&amp;nbsp; Like I said, hopefully the craziness will die down soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-wggcdvcsYbE/TYzL_N9ECnI/AAAAAAAADOs/qGXtmL84jRw/s1600/DSCN1290.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-wggcdvcsYbE/TYzL_N9ECnI/AAAAAAAADOs/qGXtmL84jRw/s320/DSCN1290.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;SAM: growing like a weed!&amp;nbsp; My baby is 9 months now and has quickly gone from being a little baby to a big baby.&amp;nbsp; He looks like such a little boy now!&amp;nbsp; He can sit up by himself, army crawl, roll like crazy, say hi and wave, clap, and lots of other accomplishments. He is such a joy!&amp;nbsp; Can't you tell by this picture?&amp;nbsp; He is my smiley boy and we all love him to pieces!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-R2afBbb3ido/TYzMEaOmSqI/AAAAAAAADOw/zYiFWwO51NU/s1600/DSCN1333.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-R2afBbb3ido/TYzMEaOmSqI/AAAAAAAADOw/zYiFWwO51NU/s320/DSCN1333.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;LINDSAY: busy with kindergarten.&amp;nbsp; She transferred to a new school with our move and has adjusted well.&amp;nbsp; She's at the top of her class in everything, and I honestly feel like she should have been promoted to first grade earlier in the year, but the teacher thought otherwise (even though she says Lindsay is at almost second grade level for everything).&amp;nbsp; She loves to learn and come home and teach everything to Heather (who doesn't want to learn :| ).&amp;nbsp; She is such a joy to have and when she doesn't bring home her "I'm a wannabe teenager" attitude, we have a lot of fun in the evenings together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HEATHER: loves having the rule of the house during the day.&amp;nbsp; She is such a great big sister to Sam, whom she just loves to pieces... sometimes to his annoyance!&amp;nbsp; She enjoys playing with her princess barbies and figurines, and looking at EVERY book we own!&amp;nbsp; I think she's going to be&amp;nbsp;a book worm like her mama!&amp;nbsp; She has this horrible habit of picking at her scabs till they're giant sores, and she definitely likes to test the limits with her parents, but when she gives you her sweet little girl smile, you just melt!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So... that's what's going on.&amp;nbsp; Hopefully I'll become a better blogger again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626367277736275204-8774481633683282333?l=benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8774481633683282333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6626367277736275204&amp;postID=8774481633683282333' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/8774481633683282333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/8774481633683282333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/2011/03/bad-blogger-for-real.html' title='Bad Blogger - For Real!'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05481123204181059898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TImwRBq8a_I/AAAAAAAAC6g/vxn1sNLvmjE/S220/DSCN0204.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-ZIvUF1PVacU/TYzL5J6P3MI/AAAAAAAADOo/xUqCtwbR00o/s72-c/DSCN1283.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626367277736275204.post-363494931502176925</id><published>2011-02-05T20:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T10:22:27.350-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='House'/><title type='text'>Bad Blogger</title><content type='html'>I know I've been a bad blogger lately, but I have a good excuse...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE'RE MOVING (again).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are closing on our new house Monday, so I've been busy with paperwork, etc., not to mention packing everything (again).&amp;nbsp; I am so ready for this to be all over!&amp;nbsp; And to live in a place for longer than&amp;nbsp;10 months.&amp;nbsp; Seriously, the last few places we've lived we've stayed for such a short time:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our current house: 5 months&lt;br /&gt;Las Vegas: 10 months&lt;br /&gt;Georgia 2009: 6 months&lt;br /&gt;Florida: 10 months&lt;br /&gt;Michigan: 6 months&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you see a trend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it will be nice to actually stay in a place and make it a home (and to actually own the home, too).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, when the dust settles and we get all moved in, I promise to be a better blogger.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626367277736275204-363494931502176925?l=benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/363494931502176925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6626367277736275204&amp;postID=363494931502176925' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/363494931502176925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/363494931502176925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/2011/02/bad-blogger.html' title='Bad Blogger'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05481123204181059898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TImwRBq8a_I/AAAAAAAAC6g/vxn1sNLvmjE/S220/DSCN0204.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626367277736275204.post-3020239333048022273</id><published>2011-01-28T13:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T13:13:02.150-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lindsay'/><title type='text'>Love Note</title><content type='html'>This morning Ben left Lindsay a nice note on her lunchbox.&amp;nbsp; I noticed the note when I went to make her lunch, so I called her over to look at it.&amp;nbsp; It read: "I love you,&amp;nbsp;Lindsay. -Daddy."&amp;nbsp; Very simple.&amp;nbsp; Lindsay gave a little smile and said, "Aww... now I can remember Daddy when he's dead."&amp;nbsp; WHAT?!?!?!?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626367277736275204-3020239333048022273?l=benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3020239333048022273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6626367277736275204&amp;postID=3020239333048022273' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/3020239333048022273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/3020239333048022273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/2011/01/love-note.html' title='Love Note'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05481123204181059898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TImwRBq8a_I/AAAAAAAAC6g/vxn1sNLvmjE/S220/DSCN0204.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626367277736275204.post-5927541183440673749</id><published>2011-01-20T12:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T12:47:27.789-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gas Prices</title><content type='html'>Today as I was running errands I noticed that all the gas stations around our area were the same exact price.&amp;nbsp; This never happens!&amp;nbsp; Gas is $2.99/gallon here, I think they're all afraid to hit that monumental $3/gallon price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tip my hat to the goverment.&amp;nbsp; Thank you for putting us into a $14 trillion deficit and devaluing the dollar, making the price of everything under the sun skyrocket.&amp;nbsp; You're doing a great job!&amp;nbsp; I hope you increase your salaries this year, as well... not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was just wondering, what is the price of gas in your area?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626367277736275204-5927541183440673749?l=benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5927541183440673749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6626367277736275204&amp;postID=5927541183440673749' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/5927541183440673749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/5927541183440673749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/2011/01/gas-prices.html' title='Gas Prices'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05481123204181059898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TImwRBq8a_I/AAAAAAAAC6g/vxn1sNLvmjE/S220/DSCN0204.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626367277736275204.post-110938419024945596</id><published>2011-01-19T11:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T11:56:52.254-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Samuel'/><title type='text'>Look Who's 7 Months!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TTcWdcr6q9I/AAAAAAAADOQ/TxkNm-Vlmpw/s1600/DSCN1264.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TTcWdcr6q9I/AAAAAAAADOQ/TxkNm-Vlmpw/s320/DSCN1264.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;SURPRISE!&amp;nbsp; It's me, Sam!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TTcWl0b51WI/AAAAAAAADOU/rZb6RZCeQHc/s1600/DSCN1265.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TTcWl0b51WI/AAAAAAAADOU/rZb6RZCeQHc/s320/DSCN1265.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know all mom's say this, but I can't believe it's already been 7 months since my baby was born!&amp;nbsp; He is such a good baby, too (which is great, after all the grief he gave me during his pregnancy).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He sees the doctor in two weeks, so I'm not sure how much he weighs now, but I'd safely say he's 20 lbs.&amp;nbsp; He rolls all the time and loves getting into his big sister's stuff (so they need to start keeping it out of his reach).&amp;nbsp; He scoots on his back, but no forward or backward motion on his belly.&amp;nbsp; He can sit up by himself some of the time, but sometimes he'll fling himself in any direction and it's not safe to leave him sitting up alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He LOVES baby food.&amp;nbsp; He is such a good eater.&amp;nbsp; His favorites so far are bananas, applesauce, squash and sweet potatoes.&amp;nbsp; Next up to try: green beans (which I'm sure he'll hate - the girls definitely hated them).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He takes two two hour naps (unless his sisters wake him up), one in the morning and one in the afternoon.&amp;nbsp; He is also sleeping through the night.&amp;nbsp; Hooray!&amp;nbsp; He loves to be cuddled by mama, but he really loves being tickled and played with by daddy.&amp;nbsp; He sure is his daddy's boy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We love our little Sam and are so thankful he's a part of our family!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626367277736275204-110938419024945596?l=benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/110938419024945596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6626367277736275204&amp;postID=110938419024945596' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/110938419024945596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/110938419024945596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/2011/01/look-whos-7-months.html' title='Look Who&apos;s 7 Months!'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05481123204181059898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TImwRBq8a_I/AAAAAAAAC6g/vxn1sNLvmjE/S220/DSCN0204.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TTcWdcr6q9I/AAAAAAAADOQ/TxkNm-Vlmpw/s72-c/DSCN1264.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626367277736275204.post-6424745065136971433</id><published>2011-01-18T09:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T09:21:39.825-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Question For Moms</title><content type='html'>After reading everyone's comments yesterday, I have to ask - what do you do when your kids don't eat their food?&amp;nbsp; How long would you make them sit there with their plate of uneaten food?&amp;nbsp; I am really unsure of the best way to get them to eat...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626367277736275204-6424745065136971433?l=benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6424745065136971433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6626367277736275204&amp;postID=6424745065136971433' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/6424745065136971433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/6424745065136971433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/2011/01/question-for-moms.html' title='Question For Moms'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05481123204181059898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TImwRBq8a_I/AAAAAAAAC6g/vxn1sNLvmjE/S220/DSCN0204.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626367277736275204.post-6687719006578401624</id><published>2011-01-17T08:07:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T08:08:01.702-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lindsay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heather'/><title type='text'>Trying Something New</title><content type='html'>This morning we're changing things up in the Avis household.&amp;nbsp; The girls did not eat their dinner last night (chicken, stuffing and corn) and I've officially broke down and done something I never thought I would - make them eat their dinner for breakfast.&amp;nbsp; I've always hated the idea, and I especially hated it when it happened to me as a child, but now that I'm older, I'm just annoyed that my children don't eat the food I make for them.&amp;nbsp; It really irritates me that I work hard to make it for them (let alone that they are blessed enough to have food to eat ALL THE TIME), then they just whine about it and waste it.&amp;nbsp; Well, not anymore!&amp;nbsp; They have been sitting at the table already for over 40 minutes, and all that has been eaten is a single corn kernel by Lindsay.&amp;nbsp; Yep, it's going to be a long morning at the table...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626367277736275204-6687719006578401624?l=benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6687719006578401624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6626367277736275204&amp;postID=6687719006578401624' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/6687719006578401624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/6687719006578401624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/2011/01/trying-something-new.html' title='Trying Something New'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05481123204181059898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TImwRBq8a_I/AAAAAAAAC6g/vxn1sNLvmjE/S220/DSCN0204.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626367277736275204.post-1106480034132580736</id><published>2011-01-13T07:47:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T07:47:53.125-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 4</title><content type='html'>... of no school.&amp;nbsp; Will it ever end?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626367277736275204-1106480034132580736?l=benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1106480034132580736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6626367277736275204&amp;postID=1106480034132580736' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/1106480034132580736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/1106480034132580736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/2011/01/day-4.html' title='Day 4'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05481123204181059898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TImwRBq8a_I/AAAAAAAAC6g/vxn1sNLvmjE/S220/DSCN0204.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626367277736275204.post-9186745911092680613</id><published>2011-01-11T19:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T19:31:14.200-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lindsay'/><title type='text'>Oh My...</title><content type='html'>I got another phone call at 3:30 this afternoon from the school... telling me school was cancelled AGAIN!&amp;nbsp; Poor Lindsay was devastated!&amp;nbsp; I hope everything clears up by Thursday... good grief!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626367277736275204-9186745911092680613?l=benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/9186745911092680613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6626367277736275204&amp;postID=9186745911092680613' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/9186745911092680613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/9186745911092680613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/2011/01/oh-my.html' title='Oh My...'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05481123204181059898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TImwRBq8a_I/AAAAAAAAC6g/vxn1sNLvmjE/S220/DSCN0204.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626367277736275204.post-4093338630910731465</id><published>2011-01-10T21:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T21:27:17.176-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lindsay'/><title type='text'>No School</title><content type='html'>School was cancelled today for Lindsay.&amp;nbsp; Our area got about 8 inches of snow, which is quite a bit for here.&amp;nbsp; Then it rained and refroze on top of the snow, so it was a little treacherous out this morning.&amp;nbsp; I was called again this afternoon by the school to inform me school is cancelled tomorrow, as well.&amp;nbsp; It's been a long weekend in the Avis house...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626367277736275204-4093338630910731465?l=benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4093338630910731465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6626367277736275204&amp;postID=4093338630910731465' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/4093338630910731465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/4093338630910731465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/2011/01/no-school.html' title='No School'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05481123204181059898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TImwRBq8a_I/AAAAAAAAC6g/vxn1sNLvmjE/S220/DSCN0204.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626367277736275204.post-3708058983435037931</id><published>2011-01-07T17:09:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T18:28:16.077-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heather'/><title type='text'>Heather's Excited</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Heather is really excited about something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TSeN5SNOJSI/AAAAAAAADNs/nQoccI0enes/s1600/DSCN1240.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TSeN5SNOJSI/AAAAAAAADNs/nQoccI0enes/s320/DSCN1240.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;She's been looking forward to it all day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TSeN-X1f7qI/AAAAAAAADNw/SOlXp6WvlS0/s1600/DSCN1247.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TSeN-X1f7qI/AAAAAAAADNw/SOlXp6WvlS0/s320/DSCN1247.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The anticipation was killing her!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TSeOFLpa-zI/AAAAAAAADN0/0YnlJyuXTmk/s1600/DSCN1248.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TSeOFLpa-zI/AAAAAAAADN0/0YnlJyuXTmk/s320/DSCN1248.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;But she knew it was worth the wait.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TSeOJWKDtaI/AAAAAAAADN4/wFsi4CrlPTo/s1600/DSCN1249.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TSeOJWKDtaI/AAAAAAAADN4/wFsi4CrlPTo/s320/DSCN1249.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Well, maybe not so much... that really hurt!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TSeONKS-qsI/AAAAAAAADN8/pOxJqluoQa8/s1600/DSCN1252.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TSeONKS-qsI/AAAAAAAADN8/pOxJqluoQa8/s320/DSCN1252.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Not so excited right now, but later I know I will be...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TSeORRjdrMI/AAAAAAAADOA/SMitusHbn1Y/s1600/DSCN1253.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TSeORRjdrMI/AAAAAAAADOA/SMitusHbn1Y/s320/DSCN1253.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Heather got her ears pierced this afternoon.&amp;nbsp; She was so excited to be a "big girl" like Lindsay because Lindsay already has her ears pierced.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As soon as we got home, she was over the pain and just really happy to have earrings.&amp;nbsp; She's my girly girl.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626367277736275204-3708058983435037931?l=benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3708058983435037931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6626367277736275204&amp;postID=3708058983435037931' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/3708058983435037931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/3708058983435037931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/2011/01/heathers-excited.html' title='Heather&apos;s Excited'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05481123204181059898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TImwRBq8a_I/AAAAAAAAC6g/vxn1sNLvmjE/S220/DSCN0204.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TSeN5SNOJSI/AAAAAAAADNs/nQoccI0enes/s72-c/DSCN1240.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626367277736275204.post-6171919962240178466</id><published>2011-01-06T11:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T11:57:43.754-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Samuel'/><title type='text'>Entranced</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TSX0Ic8aekI/AAAAAAAADNg/WmSV1A50XJg/s1600/DSCN1238.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TSX0Ic8aekI/AAAAAAAADNg/WmSV1A50XJg/s320/DSCN1238.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sam got a really cool toy that lights up and plays music from his Aunt Lisa.&amp;nbsp; He loves it!&amp;nbsp; He just stares and stares at it... so funny.&amp;nbsp; I think it might have some sort of hypnotic power over him...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626367277736275204-6171919962240178466?l=benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6171919962240178466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6626367277736275204&amp;postID=6171919962240178466' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/6171919962240178466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/6171919962240178466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/2011/01/entranced.html' title='Entranced'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05481123204181059898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TImwRBq8a_I/AAAAAAAAC6g/vxn1sNLvmjE/S220/DSCN0204.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TSX0Ic8aekI/AAAAAAAADNg/WmSV1A50XJg/s72-c/DSCN1238.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626367277736275204.post-1594412395221865727</id><published>2011-01-03T08:54:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T10:44:23.910-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Samuel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lindsay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heather'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Extended fam'/><title type='text'>Visit to Michigan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Early the next morning after Christmas (see post below), we started our 12 hour trip to Michigan.  We got there around 6 PM, ate some dinner, then spent some time with Grandma and Grandpa Avis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TSHZNvCorrI/AAAAAAAADNY/zKnj3wbqdTQ/s1600/DSCN1086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557962245140950706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TSHZNvCorrI/AAAAAAAADNY/zKnj3wbqdTQ/s400/DSCN1086.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TSHZMgmKXII/AAAAAAAADNQ/YutMax-R6QQ/s1600/DSCN1087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557962224083557506" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TSHZMgmKXII/AAAAAAAADNQ/YutMax-R6QQ/s400/DSCN1087.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The next morning we had the family Christmas with Ben's brothers and their families.  We got to meet our new nephew (and cousin) and Alex.  And the aunts and uncles got to meet Sam for the first time as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TSHY3omqAHI/AAAAAAAADNI/WrmyIZRGNZc/s1600/DSCN1092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557961865455861874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TSHY3omqAHI/AAAAAAAADNI/WrmyIZRGNZc/s400/DSCN1092.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to open presents!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TSHY3SEqOtI/AAAAAAAADNA/DS-nA3SD3VM/s1600/DSCN1098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557961859407690450" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TSHY3SEqOtI/AAAAAAAADNA/DS-nA3SD3VM/s400/DSCN1098.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TSHY3AfmzPI/AAAAAAAADM4/gP6O5HGBnLQ/s1600/DSCN1104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557961854688873714" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TSHY3AfmzPI/AAAAAAAADM4/gP6O5HGBnLQ/s400/DSCN1104.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls got bikes from Grandma and Grandpa and LOVED them.  Heather is a natural.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TSHY23Dk78I/AAAAAAAADMw/aycDFeCq2fk/s1600/DSCN1125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557961852155391938" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TSHY23Dk78I/AAAAAAAADMw/aycDFeCq2fk/s400/DSCN1125.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lindsay needs a little more practice, but we still love her! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TSHX5CWC6JI/AAAAAAAADMo/8o2BZ9NjFLM/s1600/DSCN1135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557960790033754258" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TSHX5CWC6JI/AAAAAAAADMo/8o2BZ9NjFLM/s400/DSCN1135.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alex and Sam playing nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TSHX4kKMwwI/AAAAAAAADMg/lZrkrRCKZN0/s1600/DSCN1159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557960781931004674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TSHX4kKMwwI/AAAAAAAADMg/lZrkrRCKZN0/s400/DSCN1159.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TSHX4fWmabI/AAAAAAAADMY/R7J0V0mXBMk/s1600/DSCN1175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557960780640840114" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TSHX4fWmabI/AAAAAAAADMY/R7J0V0mXBMk/s400/DSCN1175.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day was SNOW FUN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TSHX3wZYsaI/AAAAAAAADMQ/5bby2XjyIYU/s1600/DSCN1177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557960768036057506" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TSHX3wZYsaI/AAAAAAAADMQ/5bby2XjyIYU/s400/DSCN1177.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look how deep the snow was on Heather, my little &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;shortie&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TSHWsBB5H4I/AAAAAAAADMI/k4Qrs3ZfP48/s1600/DSCN1184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557959466830864258" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TSHWsBB5H4I/AAAAAAAADMI/k4Qrs3ZfP48/s400/DSCN1184.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sledding fun!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TSHWr2oLw4I/AAAAAAAADMA/cLw1HssaGqQ/s1600/DSCN1193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557959464038679426" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TSHWr2oLw4I/AAAAAAAADMA/cLw1HssaGqQ/s400/DSCN1193.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last few nights of our trip we stayed with Ben's brother, Daniel, and his wife Stacey.  They have two dogs, Lily and Zappa.  Heather LOVED Zappa.  She kept calling him "The Fluffy Dog".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TSHWrq3kWjI/AAAAAAAADL4/dLnfOfTEBSs/s1600/DSCN1194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557959460881979954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TSHWrq3kWjI/AAAAAAAADL4/dLnfOfTEBSs/s400/DSCN1194.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had play-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;doh&lt;/span&gt; fun - Sam was so excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TSHWrRUG1KI/AAAAAAAADLw/PoUt8X_dv3s/s1600/DSCN1218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557959454022358178" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TSHWrRUG1KI/AAAAAAAADLw/PoUt8X_dv3s/s400/DSCN1218.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My smiley boy, so close to losing his toothless grin (his two bottom teeth are SO CLOSE to coming in)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TSHVrGL-cRI/AAAAAAAADLo/4cmuaULKzxU/s1600/DSCN1228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557958351523836178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TSHVrGL-cRI/AAAAAAAADLo/4cmuaULKzxU/s400/DSCN1228.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls love playing with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Uncky&lt;/span&gt; Dan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TSHVqkTcCoI/AAAAAAAADLg/_Psly4k6M1Y/s1600/DSCN1231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557958342428330626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TSHVqkTcCoI/AAAAAAAADLg/_Psly4k6M1Y/s400/DSCN1231.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stilts fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TSHVqQ9u4KI/AAAAAAAADLY/CI_ndI2l5Ew/s1600/DSCN1232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557958337237016738" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TSHVqQ9u4KI/AAAAAAAADLY/CI_ndI2l5Ew/s400/DSCN1232.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TSHVqKCfX3I/AAAAAAAADLQ/V3NG-uzTwhQ/s1600/DSCN1234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557958335377923954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TSHVqKCfX3I/AAAAAAAADLQ/V3NG-uzTwhQ/s400/DSCN1234.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was nice to see everyone, but nice to get home as well.  We are in the middle of buying our first home (hooray) and it was hard to take care of everything from Michigan.  But we are back and ready for business!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626367277736275204-1594412395221865727?l=benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1594412395221865727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6626367277736275204&amp;postID=1594412395221865727' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/1594412395221865727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/1594412395221865727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/2011/01/visit-to-michigan.html' title='Visit to Michigan'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05481123204181059898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TImwRBq8a_I/AAAAAAAAC6g/vxn1sNLvmjE/S220/DSCN0204.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TSHZNvCorrI/AAAAAAAADNY/zKnj3wbqdTQ/s72-c/DSCN1086.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626367277736275204.post-7773283077593952641</id><published>2011-01-03T08:26:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T08:54:02.150-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Samuel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lindsay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heather'/><title type='text'>Our Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This year we spent Christmas day at home.  It was such a nice day!  We started it dark and early (thanks, kids) after being bugged to look at the tree every ten minutes starting at 5 AM.  The kids sat impatiently by the tree while we read Luke 2 and then it was dig in time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TSHRko2yk4I/AAAAAAAADLI/cP_eqdcJapM/s1600/DSCN1059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557953842524623746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TSHRko2yk4I/AAAAAAAADLI/cP_eqdcJapM/s400/DSCN1059.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lindsay got a lot of first reader books... unfortunately, she is already well beyond that step and flew through those books in a matter of minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TSHRkT4gEZI/AAAAAAAADLA/c-A2zRJ-W-g/s1600/DSCN1064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557953836894654866" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TSHRkT4gEZI/AAAAAAAADLA/c-A2zRJ-W-g/s400/DSCN1064.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Heather got her favorite Toy Story 3 character from Grandma and LOVES her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TSHRUgBlojI/AAAAAAAADK4/KqJqFqsdOgg/s1600/DSCN1072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557953565276086834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TSHRUgBlojI/AAAAAAAADK4/KqJqFqsdOgg/s400/DSCN1072.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sam got some Phineas and Ferb plushies (LOVE that show) and enjoyed eating them in the bouncer while his sisters were in their own little world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TSHRUU-kQoI/AAAAAAAADKw/5aASkP3kHl0/s1600/DSCN1075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557953562310623874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TSHRUU-kQoI/AAAAAAAADKw/5aASkP3kHl0/s400/DSCN1075.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lindsay got the Red Death and the Boneknapper dragons (from HTTYD) from Santa, as well as a cool double headed dragon from Grandma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TSHRT4AwA4I/AAAAAAAADKo/mMN16Va8DUk/s1600/DSCN1078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557953554535154562" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TSHRT4AwA4I/AAAAAAAADKo/mMN16Va8DUk/s400/DSCN1078.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Heather's ultimate gift - a dollhouse!  She wouldn't stop playing with it all day (and when she actually did, she went right for her Jessie doll).  Thanks to all the family members who contributed furniture - she is obsessed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TSHP6EOKnpI/AAAAAAAADKg/gBqn1gS11pQ/s1600/DSCN1082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557952011624423058" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TSHP6EOKnpI/AAAAAAAADKg/gBqn1gS11pQ/s400/DSCN1082.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I make my kids crates to hold toys or clothes in, and this year it was Sam's turn.  I couldn't find any small letters like I could for the girls', so his doesn't have as much decorations on it as theirs do.  We went with the space theme, since Ben already bought Sam the whole Star Wars bedroom set (go figure).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TSHP4xRMMvI/AAAAAAAADKY/iYPYg4D_w88/s1600/DSCN1084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557951989356966642" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TSHP4xRMMvI/AAAAAAAADKY/iYPYg4D_w88/s400/DSCN1084.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All morning long the girls kept asking if it was really Christmas because there was no snow on the ground (thank you, Christmas movies).  I kept telling them it really was Christmas and that we might not get any snow.  Lo and behold, around lunchtime it started snowing.  The girls were so excited!  They got out their coats, scarves that Grandma made them, and their new boots we got for our trip to Michigan and ran outside to play in the snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TSHP3TO-asI/AAAAAAAADKQ/wxlsbdJYiKA/s1600/DSCN1085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557951964114741954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TSHP3TO-asI/AAAAAAAADKQ/wxlsbdJYiKA/s400/DSCN1085.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Daddy joined them outside and they ended up building snowmen.  Too cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a great holiday and hope you all did, too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626367277736275204-7773283077593952641?l=benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7773283077593952641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6626367277736275204&amp;postID=7773283077593952641' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/7773283077593952641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/7773283077593952641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/2011/01/our-christmas.html' title='Our Christmas'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05481123204181059898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TImwRBq8a_I/AAAAAAAAC6g/vxn1sNLvmjE/S220/DSCN0204.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TSHRko2yk4I/AAAAAAAADLI/cP_eqdcJapM/s72-c/DSCN1059.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626367277736275204.post-7265528031509120016</id><published>2010-12-24T08:13:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T08:33:41.948-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Samuel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lindsay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heather'/><title type='text'>Lately</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This time of the year is always full of happenings, yet I am always slow to blog about it.  I enjoy being able to spend time with my family.  It's one of my favorite things about Christmas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A week ago Lindsay's class had a Christmas party (YES -they actually used the word Christmas in school).  It was cute seeing all these little &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;kindergartners&lt;/span&gt; eating snacks, singing songs, showing what they've learned.  They even made special shirts for the day.  Here is Lindsay showing &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;her's&lt;/span&gt; off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TRSdjilcLBI/AAAAAAAADJ8/D8SUegMA3OQ/s1600/DSCN1029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554237474359487506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TRSdjilcLBI/AAAAAAAADJ8/D8SUegMA3OQ/s400/DSCN1029.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The antlers are her &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;hand prints&lt;/span&gt; and the face is her footprint.  Very cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sam has been growing like crazy.  He still only rolls in one direction (he's my little &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;chunker&lt;/span&gt;) but he's scooting a lot and is sitting up (somewhat).  I don't think he'll crawl or walk as early as his sisters (they were walking at 9 months).  He has his sisters wrapped around his fingers, especially Heather.  They really are best friends.  I can't believe my baby is already 6 months old!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TRSdjXP2iCI/AAAAAAAADJ0/ZhcI_VHRTzs/s1600/DSCN1033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554237471316150306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TRSdjXP2iCI/AAAAAAAADJ0/ZhcI_VHRTzs/s400/DSCN1033.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here are the best friends holding hands yesterday morning.  They sure do love each other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TRSc-BNMXnI/AAAAAAAADJs/YxTfpS_FlaY/s1600/DSCN1040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554236829744258674" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TRSc-BNMXnI/AAAAAAAADJs/YxTfpS_FlaY/s400/DSCN1040.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday afternoon as the girls were getting up from their naps, Lindsay fell off her ladder and slammed her face into the floor.  Blood was everywhere!  Poor thing.  You can tell in the picture below how swollen her nose got.  It's still a little sore, but thankfully the swelling has gone down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TRSc9xvx7BI/AAAAAAAADJk/1oFRlhQ4M0g/s1600/DSCN1038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554236825594358802" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TRSc9xvx7BI/AAAAAAAADJk/1oFRlhQ4M0g/s400/DSCN1038.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe how quickly this year has gone by. And here it is... Christmas Eve.  I am so thankful for the gift of my Savior.  He truly is the best gift we have ever received.  The girls are understanding more and more the real meaning of Christmas (but they still like to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;focus&lt;/span&gt; on the presents).  We hope you all have a wonderful Christmas and remember the REASON FOR THE SEASON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TRSc9gweELI/AAAAAAAADJc/xBori-6fdDA/s1600/DSCN1037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554236821033849010" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TRSc9gweELI/AAAAAAAADJc/xBori-6fdDA/s400/DSCN1037.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626367277736275204-7265528031509120016?l=benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7265528031509120016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6626367277736275204&amp;postID=7265528031509120016' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/7265528031509120016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/7265528031509120016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/2010/12/lately.html' title='Lately'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05481123204181059898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TImwRBq8a_I/AAAAAAAAC6g/vxn1sNLvmjE/S220/DSCN0204.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TRSdjilcLBI/AAAAAAAADJ8/D8SUegMA3OQ/s72-c/DSCN1029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626367277736275204.post-9142448657875088380</id><published>2010-12-16T15:51:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T15:53:25.344-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lindsay'/><title type='text'>The Joys of Winter</title><content type='html'>We had freezing rain yesterday and last night... that meant no school for Lindsay this morning.  She was very bummed about it - she loves school, especially today because it was wear your pajamas to school day and they were going to watch "The Polar Express".  She still is pretty devastated about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben also stayed home from work today... too dangerous to drive to work in.  We have had fun spending time together as a family today.  But, I still don't like winter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626367277736275204-9142448657875088380?l=benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/9142448657875088380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6626367277736275204&amp;postID=9142448657875088380' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/9142448657875088380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/9142448657875088380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/2010/12/joys-of-winter.html' title='The Joys of Winter'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05481123204181059898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TImwRBq8a_I/AAAAAAAAC6g/vxn1sNLvmjE/S220/DSCN0204.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626367277736275204.post-6650342774709129577</id><published>2010-12-10T15:27:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T15:30:55.443-05:00</updated><title type='text'>WANTED</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Pterodactyl&lt;/span&gt; Kid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TQKNVaiL79I/AAAAAAAADJU/4QYmo4BzxOI/s1600/DSCN1025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549153089913352146" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TQKNVaiL79I/AAAAAAAADJU/4QYmo4BzxOI/s400/DSCN1025.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;For the crime of being cute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Reward: lots of hugs and kisses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;During Ben's birthday dinner, Heather called herself the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Pterodactyl&lt;/span&gt; kid.  Ben and I starting cracking up, it was so funny.  Since then the name has stuck.  She often runs around calling herself the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Pterodactyl&lt;/span&gt; kid and flies after you.  It's hilarious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626367277736275204-6650342774709129577?l=benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6650342774709129577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6626367277736275204&amp;postID=6650342774709129577' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/6650342774709129577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/6650342774709129577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/2010/12/wanted.html' title='WANTED'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05481123204181059898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TImwRBq8a_I/AAAAAAAAC6g/vxn1sNLvmjE/S220/DSCN0204.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TQKNVaiL79I/AAAAAAAADJU/4QYmo4BzxOI/s72-c/DSCN1025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626367277736275204.post-3318000621624021513</id><published>2010-12-10T15:24:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T15:27:30.071-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TQKMzGIF82I/AAAAAAAADJM/uwUEvQ_IH2o/s1600/DSCN1020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549152500319646562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TQKMzGIF82I/AAAAAAAADJM/uwUEvQ_IH2o/s400/DSCN1020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After Ben's birthday we pulled out our new tree and decorated it.  This is the first year we've had a "tall" tree.  When we first got married we bought a little three foot tree.  We feel so adult! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, we hope you all have a lovely Christmas season!  It's my favorite time of the year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626367277736275204-3318000621624021513?l=benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3318000621624021513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6626367277736275204&amp;postID=3318000621624021513' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/3318000621624021513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/3318000621624021513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-love-christmas.html' title='I LOVE Christmas'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05481123204181059898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TImwRBq8a_I/AAAAAAAAC6g/vxn1sNLvmjE/S220/DSCN0204.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TQKMzGIF82I/AAAAAAAADJM/uwUEvQ_IH2o/s72-c/DSCN1020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626367277736275204.post-9098548165681645217</id><published>2010-12-08T09:00:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T09:02:52.634-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Ben!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TP-PnbY95dI/AAAAAAAADIk/ZSupfLyt_vI/s1600/DSCN0880.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548311173473887698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TP-PnbY95dI/AAAAAAAADIk/ZSupfLyt_vI/s400/DSCN0880.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My hubby is turning 27 today.  Happy birthday to my love - hope it's a great one!   Thanks for everything you do for our family.  We love you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-Beth, Lindsay, Heather and Sam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626367277736275204-9098548165681645217?l=benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/9098548165681645217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6626367277736275204&amp;postID=9098548165681645217' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/9098548165681645217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/9098548165681645217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/2010/12/happy-birthday-ben.html' title='Happy Birthday, Ben!'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05481123204181059898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TImwRBq8a_I/AAAAAAAAC6g/vxn1sNLvmjE/S220/DSCN0204.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TP-PnbY95dI/AAAAAAAADIk/ZSupfLyt_vI/s72-c/DSCN0880.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626367277736275204.post-3098876017343580400</id><published>2010-12-06T11:14:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T09:02:42.510-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Samuel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heather'/><title type='text'>Check-up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today Sam had his four month check-up (although he's almost 6 months old).  He weighs 18 lbs. 1.6 oz (75%) and is 25.75 in. tall (50%).  He's my big boy!  He also got his shots today, so he's having a rough morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TP0MWq604cI/AAAAAAAADIU/kdaMn2dYQo0/s1600/DSCN0994.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547603899607998914" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TP0MWq604cI/AAAAAAAADIU/kdaMn2dYQo0/s400/DSCN0994.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On Saturday we took the kids to get their hair cut (yes, even Sam - he needed a little off the top.  You can see his "new" haircut in the picture above).  Lindsay just got a trim, but Heather got quite a bit cut off.  It's funny how everyone commented on how long Heather's hair was getting... I've been meaning to get it cut for a few weeks now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TP0MWavj7zI/AAAAAAAADIM/rO2-z11C1go/s1600/DSCN0991.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547603895265783602" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TP0MWavj7zI/AAAAAAAADIM/rO2-z11C1go/s400/DSCN0991.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the end result (she's a little &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;pouty&lt;/span&gt; in this picture).  I think it's pretty cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626367277736275204-3098876017343580400?l=benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3098876017343580400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6626367277736275204&amp;postID=3098876017343580400' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/3098876017343580400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/3098876017343580400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/2010/12/check-up.html' title='Check-up'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05481123204181059898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TImwRBq8a_I/AAAAAAAAC6g/vxn1sNLvmjE/S220/DSCN0204.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TP0MWq604cI/AAAAAAAADIU/kdaMn2dYQo0/s72-c/DSCN0994.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626367277736275204.post-2439653719197657778</id><published>2010-12-04T14:11:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T10:44:46.430-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beth'/><title type='text'>Here We Go Again......</title><content type='html'>... no, I'm not pregnant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're moving... AGAIN!  Apparently the owner of the house we are renting has not been making his house payments &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; he's going into foreclosure!  The real estate agency we rent the house through told me about this yesterday, and informed us that we have 60 days to find a new place to live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... it looks like we'll be looking for a house to buy ASAP!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626367277736275204-2439653719197657778?l=benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2439653719197657778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6626367277736275204&amp;postID=2439653719197657778' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/2439653719197657778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/2439653719197657778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/2010/12/here-we-go-again.html' title='Here We Go Again......'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05481123204181059898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TImwRBq8a_I/AAAAAAAAC6g/vxn1sNLvmjE/S220/DSCN0204.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626367277736275204.post-1106520717101671876</id><published>2010-12-02T10:02:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T10:22:01.983-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Samuel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lindsay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heather'/><title type='text'>Picture Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well... I don't really have much to say.  Thanksgiving was nice, except we all were sick.  Sam and I are still working on getting better.  Yesterday we took the family to see Tangled - so cute!  My mom and sister (who had already seen it), said it was the best Disney movie in 20 years.  I had a hard time believing that, thinking of Beauty and the Beast and The Little Mermaid.  But after seeing it I have to agree with them - it was fantastic!  I loved the songs.  The girls were glued - no interruptions from them AT ALL (which is highly unusual).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway... here's some recent photos to shed light on what our family has been up to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TPe3UoSB0TI/AAAAAAAADIA/lQaFbNO9NOc/s1600/DSCN0952.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546103031168356658" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TPe3UoSB0TI/AAAAAAAADIA/lQaFbNO9NOc/s400/DSCN0952.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sam has been working on his hide and go seek skills.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TPe2yX2LMMI/AAAAAAAADH4/W2Dgivrb09Y/s1600/DSCN0966.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546102442641010882" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TPe2yX2LMMI/AAAAAAAADH4/W2Dgivrb09Y/s400/DSCN0966.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lindsay and Heather were working on their Hannah Montana fashion skills (in my opinion, they got it down perfect!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TPe2xL-ZioI/AAAAAAAADHo/gjORiosBd7w/s1600/DSCN0974.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546102422274411138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TPe2xL-ZioI/AAAAAAAADHo/gjORiosBd7w/s400/DSCN0974.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I tried to get a nice picture of our three turkeys for Thanksgiving... lately Heather has been into the whole squint your eyes for every picture thing.  I love Sam's face in this one, though - pure joy at being on the counter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TPe2IGThs2I/AAAAAAAADHg/kIaH1u61cjY/s1600/DSCN0976.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546101716377776994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TPe2IGThs2I/AAAAAAAADHg/kIaH1u61cjY/s400/DSCN0976.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yet again... Heather had to be a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;goofster&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TPe2Hwe8uCI/AAAAAAAADHY/nqsfq6pCqTM/s1600/DSCN0984.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546101710520104994" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TPe2Hwe8uCI/AAAAAAAADHY/nqsfq6pCqTM/s400/DSCN0984.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the best I could come up with, although the lighting isn't that great.  I enjoyed that they were holding hands - they really love each other, although they don't always show it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TPe2HliIVqI/AAAAAAAADHQ/iumjJa4zA5o/s1600/DSCN0979.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546101707580659362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TPe2HliIVqI/AAAAAAAADHQ/iumjJa4zA5o/s400/DSCN0979.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My blue eyed boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TPe2G0U2HmI/AAAAAAAADHI/-m9egFAPVlg/s1600/DSCN0985.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546101694371602018" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TPe2G0U2HmI/AAAAAAAADHI/-m9egFAPVlg/s400/DSCN0985.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Heather with her constant companions - Sleeping Beauty, Prince Philip, Barbie, Rosetta and Cinderella.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626367277736275204-1106520717101671876?l=benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1106520717101671876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6626367277736275204&amp;postID=1106520717101671876' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/1106520717101671876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/1106520717101671876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/2010/12/picture-post.html' title='Picture Post'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05481123204181059898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TImwRBq8a_I/AAAAAAAAC6g/vxn1sNLvmjE/S220/DSCN0204.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TPe3UoSB0TI/AAAAAAAADIA/lQaFbNO9NOc/s72-c/DSCN0952.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626367277736275204.post-1770624328707603266</id><published>2010-11-19T13:26:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T13:34:52.719-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Samuel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lindsay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heather'/><title type='text'>Lunch With Lindsay</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yesterday the parents were invited to have lunch with their children to celebrate Thanksgiving.  Lindsay was so excited for me to eat lunch with her.  Here she is marching down the hallway waving at me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TObCBfw2bvI/AAAAAAAADHA/kw8StvdCQDk/s1600/DSCN0957.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541329722488024818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TObCBfw2bvI/AAAAAAAADHA/kw8StvdCQDk/s400/DSCN0957.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The cafeteria had turkey, stuffing, gravy, rolls, green beans, sweet potatoes and cranberry sauce for lunch.  Very festive, not too incredibly yummy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was fun watching Lindsay interact with her friends.  Being her first year in school, it's the first time she's doing something that I'm not a part of.  It was nice to get a glimpse into that part of her life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TObCAh3rPyI/AAAAAAAADG4/EBsBEzP2gbs/s1600/DSCN0962.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541329705873653538" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TObCAh3rPyI/AAAAAAAADG4/EBsBEzP2gbs/s400/DSCN0962.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone kept telling Lindsay how much her little sister looked like her.  Yeah, they look similar, but I think Heather and Sam look more alike...  Lindsay kept telling them, "No, she's born in April and I'm born in August.  And she has hazel eyes and I have brown eyes."  HUGE differences! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TObCAIG6xPI/AAAAAAAADGw/sV3XC1lHrTI/s1600/DSCN0960.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541329698958263538" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TObCAIG6xPI/AAAAAAAADGw/sV3XC1lHrTI/s400/DSCN0960.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our little family enjoying lunchtime together (although I was the only one to eat my food - typical).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TObB_rc1NQI/AAAAAAAADGo/LlETohJigK4/s1600/DSCN0961.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541329691265545474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TObB_rc1NQI/AAAAAAAADGo/LlETohJigK4/s400/DSCN0961.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a fun experience, although a little hectic with the two little ones.  Apparently parents are allowed to eat lunch with their child any time they want to.  I didn't know this before.  Not sure that I'll do it all that often, though.  It's a lot of hassle.  Maybe every once in a while.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626367277736275204-1770624328707603266?l=benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1770624328707603266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6626367277736275204&amp;postID=1770624328707603266' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/1770624328707603266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/1770624328707603266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/2010/11/lunch-with-lindsay.html' title='Lunch With Lindsay'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05481123204181059898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TImwRBq8a_I/AAAAAAAAC6g/vxn1sNLvmjE/S220/DSCN0204.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TObCBfw2bvI/AAAAAAAADHA/kw8StvdCQDk/s72-c/DSCN0957.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626367277736275204.post-8745413342300002461</id><published>2010-11-11T15:24:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T15:27:07.523-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><title type='text'>Thank You</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thank you to all the men and women who have fought to protect our great country.  I am so thankful for all the wonderful blessings in my life thanks to living in this country, and they wouldn't be possible if not for your service!  Special thanks to my dad, brothers-in-law and husband!  And thank you to all the military families for the sacrifices they make!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hope you all have a wonderful Veteran's Day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626367277736275204-8745413342300002461?l=benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8745413342300002461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6626367277736275204&amp;postID=8745413342300002461' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/8745413342300002461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/8745413342300002461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/2010/11/thank-you.html' title='Thank You'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05481123204181059898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TImwRBq8a_I/AAAAAAAAC6g/vxn1sNLvmjE/S220/DSCN0204.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626367277736275204.post-7762016743510088262</id><published>2010-11-09T09:28:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T09:34:36.048-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Samuel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heather'/><title type='text'>Dance Party!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know I've previously posted about our &lt;a href="http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/2009/02/dancing.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;after dinner dance parties&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;... it's something that we really enjoy doing as a family and the kids burn a lot of energy. Well, Sam has officially been inducted into the Avis family dance party extravaganza.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TNlbGRi96DI/AAAAAAAADGQ/w0L80eAs1N8/s1600/DSCN0933.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537557380176144434" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TNlbGRi96DI/AAAAAAAADGQ/w0L80eAs1N8/s400/DSCN0933.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Sam sits in his high chair while we all eat dinner, so once dinner is done (and Heather has finished her food), she starts wheeling his high chair all over the kitchen/dining area. Sam LOVES it! And it's so nice that she includes him in the fun! She's such a loving big sister!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626367277736275204-7762016743510088262?l=benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7762016743510088262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6626367277736275204&amp;postID=7762016743510088262' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/7762016743510088262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/7762016743510088262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/2010/11/dance-party.html' title='Dance Party!'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05481123204181059898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TImwRBq8a_I/AAAAAAAAC6g/vxn1sNLvmjE/S220/DSCN0204.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TNlbGRi96DI/AAAAAAAADGQ/w0L80eAs1N8/s72-c/DSCN0933.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626367277736275204.post-1364212490821234903</id><published>2010-11-02T14:27:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T09:35:34.998-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lindsay'/><title type='text'>Are You Lost?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;A few days ago Lindsay decided to make a bunch of signs labelling each room.  I'm not sure why she did it, I guess she's worried we'll get lost in our own house.  I have to say, it was pretty funny reading some of these signs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TNBbAY2gJyI/AAAAAAAADGA/gSjVIYy7h7g/s1600/DSCN0870.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535024004267517730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TNBbAY2gJyI/AAAAAAAADGA/gSjVIYy7h7g/s400/DSCN0870.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TNBa_6XjEeI/AAAAAAAADF4/IX3gjVfYeWQ/s1600/DSCN0869.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535023996084621794" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TNBa_6XjEeI/AAAAAAAADF4/IX3gjVfYeWQ/s400/DSCN0869.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TNBanXaP_xI/AAAAAAAADFw/eOFm3FO_n40/s1600/DSCN0860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535023574383853330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TNBanXaP_xI/AAAAAAAADFw/eOFm3FO_n40/s400/DSCN0860.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TNBamwbnbeI/AAAAAAAADFo/An6QywuYWnY/s1600/DSCN0859.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535023563920600546" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TNBamwbnbeI/AAAAAAAADFo/An6QywuYWnY/s400/DSCN0859.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TNBalBSVxwI/AAAAAAAADFg/qXMfAb5_lxs/s1600/DSCN0862.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535023534085359362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TNBalBSVxwI/AAAAAAAADFg/qXMfAb5_lxs/s400/DSCN0862.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (the door room is where we enter the house through the front door - funny, huh?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TNBaGFBVKgI/AAAAAAAADFY/ZaJcAlFBZRg/s1600/DSCN0863.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535023002511813122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TNBaGFBVKgI/AAAAAAAADFY/ZaJcAlFBZRg/s400/DSCN0863.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TNBaFpHZC6I/AAAAAAAADFQ/y_DJuIf0vzg/s1600/DSCN0867.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535022995021040546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TNBaFpHZC6I/AAAAAAAADFQ/y_DJuIf0vzg/s400/DSCN0867.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (Lindsay wanted everyone to know you can go both directions in the hall)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND HERE ARE SOME OF OUR FAVORITES:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TNBaE3MByZI/AAAAAAAADFI/R2h8JhXEztA/s1600/DSCN0866.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535022981618715026" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TNBaE3MByZI/AAAAAAAADFI/R2h8JhXEztA/s400/DSCN0866.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (pointing to the attic door on the ceiling)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TNBZeHwZEqI/AAAAAAAADFA/UvaLUl3bEDQ/s1600/DSCN0868.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535022316051305122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TNBZeHwZEqI/AAAAAAAADFA/UvaLUl3bEDQ/s400/DSCN0868.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TNBZdVKxRJI/AAAAAAAADE4/APf2d4ore_s/s1600/DSCN0858.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535022302471734418" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TNBZdVKxRJI/AAAAAAAADE4/APf2d4ore_s/s400/DSCN0858.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TNBZcxsbNfI/AAAAAAAADEw/uZf5HsIY2yo/s1600/DSCN0857.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535022292949218802" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TNBZcxsbNfI/AAAAAAAADEw/uZf5HsIY2yo/s400/DSCN0857.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;(be careful when entering the "die"&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ning&lt;/span&gt; room - ha ha!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626367277736275204-1364212490821234903?l=benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1364212490821234903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6626367277736275204&amp;postID=1364212490821234903' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/1364212490821234903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/1364212490821234903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/2010/11/are-you-lost.html' title='Are You Lost?'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05481123204181059898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TImwRBq8a_I/AAAAAAAAC6g/vxn1sNLvmjE/S220/DSCN0204.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TNBbAY2gJyI/AAAAAAAADGA/gSjVIYy7h7g/s72-c/DSCN0870.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626367277736275204.post-7029116890242336898</id><published>2010-11-01T18:04:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T09:35:53.778-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Samuel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lindsay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heather'/><title type='text'>Costumes and Pumpkins</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This was the first year the girls got to dress-up in costumes.  They were so excited!  They were more excited about that than the candy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This year we went to a friend's house to celebrate.  We did the same thing last year before we moved to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Las&lt;/span&gt; Vegas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here we all are ready to go trick-or-treating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TM89T7uSGMI/AAAAAAAADEo/B5K33MY0nsE/s1600/DSCN0872.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534709879720253634" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TM89T7uSGMI/AAAAAAAADEo/B5K33MY0nsE/s400/DSCN0872.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lindsay aka Toothless (minus the wings - she took them off during trick-or-treating)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TM89Td6wM-I/AAAAAAAADEg/SrxVCtTU5pQ/s1600/DSCN0878.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534709871719494626" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TM89Td6wM-I/AAAAAAAADEg/SrxVCtTU5pQ/s400/DSCN0878.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heather aka Minnie Mouse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TM88uS01z2I/AAAAAAAADEY/xqlPhn9XyLc/s1600/DSCN0876.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534709233086746466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TM88uS01z2I/AAAAAAAADEY/xqlPhn9XyLc/s400/DSCN0876.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam aka &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Batboy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TM88uGzbqiI/AAAAAAAADEQ/1YU669-BtQQ/s1600/DSCN0879.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534709229859613218" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TM88uGzbqiI/AAAAAAAADEQ/1YU669-BtQQ/s400/DSCN0879.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this party, the guys stay behind while the women and children are out trick-or-treating and they do "manly" things like carve pumpkins.  Then once the rest of the group gets back, we all go outside and watch them light the pumpkins on fire.  Here they are prepping the pumpkins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TM88twsRQiI/AAAAAAAADEI/pa0hSMOoaeI/s1600/DSCN0886.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534709223923991074" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TM88twsRQiI/AAAAAAAADEI/pa0hSMOoaeI/s400/DSCN0886.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let 'em burn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TM860NqfyII/AAAAAAAADEA/1XCsYox_rio/s1600/DSCN0893.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534707135757142146" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TM860NqfyII/AAAAAAAADEA/1XCsYox_rio/s400/DSCN0893.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite pumpkin was the Mario one - isn't is really good?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TM86zg0Fn6I/AAAAAAAADD4/z8kNPQlbGhA/s1600/DSCN0901.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534707123717775266" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TM86zg0Fn6I/AAAAAAAADD4/z8kNPQlbGhA/s400/DSCN0901.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we got back home, we put our pumpkins outside and lit them up.  From left to right: mine, Sam's (with no face), Ben's (a cow being abducted by aliens), Heather's (she wanted a skull and Ben drew the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Punisher's&lt;/span&gt; sign), and Lindsay's (of course, a dragon).  I carved both mine and Lindsay's... I think I did pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TM86zOnV5BI/AAAAAAAADDw/gkqtK-q9KG8/s1600/DSCN0909.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534707118832477202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TM86zOnV5BI/AAAAAAAADDw/gkqtK-q9KG8/s400/DSCN0909.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No lights!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TM86yQh98bI/AAAAAAAADDo/O5mjPEntK5w/s1600/DSCN0911.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534707102166938034" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TM86yQh98bI/AAAAAAAADDo/O5mjPEntK5w/s400/DSCN0911.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a great Halloween and hope you all did, too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626367277736275204-7029116890242336898?l=benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7029116890242336898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6626367277736275204&amp;postID=7029116890242336898' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/7029116890242336898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/7029116890242336898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/2010/11/costumes-and-pumpkins.html' title='Costumes and Pumpkins'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05481123204181059898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TImwRBq8a_I/AAAAAAAAC6g/vxn1sNLvmjE/S220/DSCN0204.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TM89T7uSGMI/AAAAAAAADEo/B5K33MY0nsE/s72-c/DSCN0872.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626367277736275204.post-1189456113929736282</id><published>2010-10-30T15:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T15:08:27.982-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Samuel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lindsay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heather'/><title type='text'>I Love These Kids</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TMxtDlZHyLI/AAAAAAAADDg/Or5i-cBMW7o/s1600/DSCN0854.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533917950476011698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TMxtDlZHyLI/AAAAAAAADDg/Or5i-cBMW7o/s400/DSCN0854.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626367277736275204-1189456113929736282?l=benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1189456113929736282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6626367277736275204&amp;postID=1189456113929736282' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/1189456113929736282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/1189456113929736282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-love-these-kids.html' title='I Love These Kids'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05481123204181059898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TImwRBq8a_I/AAAAAAAAC6g/vxn1sNLvmjE/S220/DSCN0204.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TMxtDlZHyLI/AAAAAAAADDg/Or5i-cBMW7o/s72-c/DSCN0854.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626367277736275204.post-5917464377641534990</id><published>2010-10-29T17:14:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T17:14:40.152-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTI4ODM4NjcwMDE3OCZwdD*xMjg4Mzg2ODczMDkyJnA9NzQ4ODEmZD*mbj1ibG9nZ2VyJmc9MSZvPTIxZTI2Zjc4ZjBkNjRl/N2FiYjI4MTczYjE4OWZkMDY4Jm9mPTA=.gif" /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color:#000000; 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He was laughing so hard, it was really cute.  But once I turned the camera on, he was slightly distracted...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-70b2ae0ecb3ac30c" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D70b2ae0ecb3ac30c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331838260%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1D85905D3643200893571ED5EE3C9E44309B6575.22084495F099FD20B86DBEF75CF35612E783E663%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D70b2ae0ecb3ac30c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DqjmDbZU_QV3-GiSDVAQQUlqhimo&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D70b2ae0ecb3ac30c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331838260%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1D85905D3643200893571ED5EE3C9E44309B6575.22084495F099FD20B86DBEF75CF35612E783E663%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D70b2ae0ecb3ac30c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DqjmDbZU_QV3-GiSDVAQQUlqhimo&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And if you couldn't hear Lindsay in the background, she was VERY jealous!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626367277736275204-2625004781108164953?l=benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2625004781108164953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6626367277736275204&amp;postID=2625004781108164953' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/2625004781108164953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/2625004781108164953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/2010/10/stage-fright.html' title='Stage Fright'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05481123204181059898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TImwRBq8a_I/AAAAAAAAC6g/vxn1sNLvmjE/S220/DSCN0204.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626367277736275204.post-8643558747124350691</id><published>2010-10-25T09:08:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T15:09:55.839-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Samuel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lindsay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heather'/><title type='text'>Festivals and Pumpkins</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Friday night was the Fall Festival at Lindsay's school.  I've never been to one of them before, so I wasn't sure what to expect.  Lindsay was thrilled to go - it was all she talked about last week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have to say, it was rather disappointing.  Very boring and not well thought out, in my opinion.  But the girls didn't mind.  They were excited by all they saw.  The first thing they just HAD to do was jump in the moon bounce.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TMWDnnqdkjI/AAAAAAAADDQ/PTKVBYt87nk/s1600/DSCN0782.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531972433979740722" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TMWDnnqdkjI/AAAAAAAADDQ/PTKVBYt87nk/s400/DSCN0782.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Then they had to go down the giant slide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TMWDndut9xI/AAAAAAAADDI/XJBGxbhA-vk/s1600/DSCN0788.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531972431313237778" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TMWDndut9xI/AAAAAAAADDI/XJBGxbhA-vk/s400/DSCN0788.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next was hair spraying - Lindsay chose a lovely shade of blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TMWDFUAloSI/AAAAAAAADDA/NhDh1bTw8QQ/s1600/DSCN0768.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531971844588282146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TMWDFUAloSI/AAAAAAAADDA/NhDh1bTw8QQ/s400/DSCN0768.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TMWDFPphHjI/AAAAAAAADC4/FGAbKiZ5rMk/s1600/DSCN0772.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531971843417775666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TMWDFPphHjI/AAAAAAAADC4/FGAbKiZ5rMk/s400/DSCN0772.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heather stayed true to her favorite color pink and even got some glitter added into hers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TMWDE3msHlI/AAAAAAAADCw/3sW-hNltknA/s1600/DSCN0776.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531971836963462738" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TMWDE3msHlI/AAAAAAAADCw/3sW-hNltknA/s400/DSCN0776.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TMWCs8Z1R-I/AAAAAAAADCo/W0sJxxlBQCs/s1600/DSCN0777.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531971425934854114" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TMWCs8Z1R-I/AAAAAAAADCo/W0sJxxlBQCs/s400/DSCN0777.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that was face painting.  The art teacher was in charge of the face painting and so we waited in line for our turn.  Of course when our time came, one of the older students (maybe a 5&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; grader) took us instead.  Lindsay picked a ghost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TMWCsjqt9zI/AAAAAAAADCg/wwfMFgCBM74/s1600/DSCN0793.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531971419294791474" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TMWCsjqt9zI/AAAAAAAADCg/wwfMFgCBM74/s400/DSCN0793.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Heather chose a pumpkin.  They weren't as great as the drawings were, but what do you expect from a kid.  The girls didn't care, they loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TMWCsPS4LyI/AAAAAAAADCY/oyzovsnA-s0/s1600/DSCN0797.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531971413826088738" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TMWCsPS4LyI/AAAAAAAADCY/oyzovsnA-s0/s400/DSCN0797.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend we also went pumpkin picking.  We were originally supposed to meet up with some of Ben's friends from work and their families... but we were a little late to the meeting point and Ben forgot to bring his phone... so we ended up venturing out on our own!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After wandering through the Georgia countryside for hours, we finally settled on a place called Yahoo Farm.  It was very cute and quaint.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The kids posed so nicely.  Heather was so excited to be a pig!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TMWCPvAqSLI/AAAAAAAADCQ/fURqdw6mZ0Y/s1600/DSCN0808.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531970924123408562" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TMWCPvAqSLI/AAAAAAAADCQ/fURqdw6mZ0Y/s400/DSCN0808.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There were all sorts of farm animals to see.  Sam was very interested in them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TMWCPFMwu2I/AAAAAAAADCI/J04HZ25tAiQ/s1600/DSCN0822.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531970912899873634" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TMWCPFMwu2I/AAAAAAAADCI/J04HZ25tAiQ/s400/DSCN0822.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TMWCO-UW4GI/AAAAAAAADCA/s60XpUQM-iQ/s1600/DSCN0823.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531970911052685410" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TMWCO-UW4GI/AAAAAAAADCA/s60XpUQM-iQ/s400/DSCN0823.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So were the girls.  Lindsay really loved the bunny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TMWB2HmkUTI/AAAAAAAADB4/zdOVmJJB-3w/s1600/DSCN0826.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531970484048253234" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TMWB2HmkUTI/AAAAAAAADB4/zdOVmJJB-3w/s400/DSCN0826.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was also a really cute butterfly garden there.  The girls loved the flowers and butterflies, but were a little worried about the honey bees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TMWB16qA6gI/AAAAAAAADBw/mZuhLHcBDOw/s1600/DSCN0814.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531970480573049346" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TMWB16qA6gI/AAAAAAAADBw/mZuhLHcBDOw/s400/DSCN0814.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's our festive family enjoying Yahoo Farm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TMWB1VH3FwI/AAAAAAAADBo/ntBWhaSbDPg/s1600/DSCN0821.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531970470497687298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TMWB1VH3FwI/AAAAAAAADBo/ntBWhaSbDPg/s400/DSCN0821.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This week's activity - carving pumpkins and cooking pumpkin seeds.  Yum!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626367277736275204-8643558747124350691?l=benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8643558747124350691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6626367277736275204&amp;postID=8643558747124350691' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/8643558747124350691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/8643558747124350691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/2010/10/festivals-and-pumpkins.html' title='Festivals and Pumpkins'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05481123204181059898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TImwRBq8a_I/AAAAAAAAC6g/vxn1sNLvmjE/S220/DSCN0204.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TMWDnnqdkjI/AAAAAAAADDQ/PTKVBYt87nk/s72-c/DSCN0782.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626367277736275204.post-48253771444597620</id><published>2010-10-25T09:01:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T15:09:38.118-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Samuel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lindsay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heather'/><title type='text'>Snuggles</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;In the mornings the girls love to snuggle with Sammy.  He's so nice and soft and warm!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TMWAaw17azI/AAAAAAAADBg/5_IDNUSvDLA/s1600/DSCN0801.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531968914570570546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TMWAaw17azI/AAAAAAAADBg/5_IDNUSvDLA/s400/DSCN0801.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TMWAaXwHQjI/AAAAAAAADBY/Aa9Zf6L4W9k/s1600/DSCN0834.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531968907835294258" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TMWAaXwHQjI/AAAAAAAADBY/Aa9Zf6L4W9k/s400/DSCN0834.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week at school they are having special dress-up days.  Today was wear your favorite sports team jersey - GO RED WINGS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TMWAaOIF15I/AAAAAAAADBQ/_-r4EX-zxQU/s1600/DSCN0833.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531968905251510162" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TMWAaOIF15I/AAAAAAAADBQ/_-r4EX-zxQU/s400/DSCN0833.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626367277736275204-48253771444597620?l=benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/48253771444597620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6626367277736275204&amp;postID=48253771444597620' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/48253771444597620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/48253771444597620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/2010/10/snuggles.html' title='Snuggles'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05481123204181059898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TImwRBq8a_I/AAAAAAAAC6g/vxn1sNLvmjE/S220/DSCN0204.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TMWAaw17azI/AAAAAAAADBg/5_IDNUSvDLA/s72-c/DSCN0801.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626367277736275204.post-4220175112681610054</id><published>2010-10-20T11:30:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T11:32:20.465-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lindsay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heather'/><title type='text'>"Mature"</title><content type='html'>Lindsay and Heather had their check-ups at the dentist this morning.  Both received excellent remarks.  The dentist did inform me that Lindsay has "mature" teeth and that she is losing and growing new teeth at a fairly early age.  She also told me that there is a connection between losing teeth early and starting puberty early... I had never heard this before.  If it's true, I am so not looking forward to it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626367277736275204-4220175112681610054?l=benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4220175112681610054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6626367277736275204&amp;postID=4220175112681610054' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/4220175112681610054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/4220175112681610054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/2010/10/mature.html' title='&quot;Mature&quot;'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05481123204181059898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TImwRBq8a_I/AAAAAAAAC6g/vxn1sNLvmjE/S220/DSCN0204.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626367277736275204.post-7934921694326679515</id><published>2010-10-18T13:23:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T13:26:15.280-04:00</updated><title type='text'>HTTYD</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So we've been watching HTTYD all the time this weekend and all I can say is...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TLyCxP7ukhI/AAAAAAAADBA/WTipQAKrz7o/s1600/250px-Toothless.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 274px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529438225106375186" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TLyCxP7ukhI/AAAAAAAADBA/WTipQAKrz7o/s400/250px-Toothless.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; Toothless!  He is the cutest dragon ever!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626367277736275204-7934921694326679515?l=benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7934921694326679515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6626367277736275204&amp;postID=7934921694326679515' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/7934921694326679515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/7934921694326679515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/2010/10/httyd.html' title='HTTYD'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05481123204181059898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TImwRBq8a_I/AAAAAAAAC6g/vxn1sNLvmjE/S220/DSCN0204.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TLyCxP7ukhI/AAAAAAAADBA/WTipQAKrz7o/s72-c/250px-Toothless.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626367277736275204.post-6851656773124148295</id><published>2010-10-16T15:59:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T16:18:34.698-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lindsay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heather'/><title type='text'>Exciting Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, on the sick front, Lindsay still has a stuffed/runny nose and cough.  Ben and I are slowly on the mend... still a lot of sinus congestion.  Yesterday Heather woke up with a runny nose and hacking cough.  So far Sam has been spared... fingers crossed he'll stay healthy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yesterday Lindsay's absolute FAVORITE movie came out on DVD.  Of course we had to buy it!  I saw on the sign at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Walmart&lt;/span&gt; that you could get your picture taken with a dragon and the photo center would print you a free 5 x 7.  Here is Lindsay posing with her favorite dragon, Toothless, from "How To Train Your Dragon".  She was so excited to get her free picture!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TLoF12Y34PI/AAAAAAAADA4/zZujxTYeLxM/s1600/DSCN0725.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528737915241750770" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TLoF12Y34PI/AAAAAAAADA4/zZujxTYeLxM/s400/DSCN0725.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today was the start of the Air Show here in Atlanta.  Ben took the girls and they had a really fun time seeing all the jets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Canadian Snowbirds flew today... Ben was kind of bummed he didn't get to see the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Thunderbirds&lt;/span&gt;, but they're not flying until tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TLoFq5w3INI/AAAAAAAADAw/HTyKgNXDAM8/s1600/DSCN0729.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528737727169110226" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TLoFq5w3INI/AAAAAAAADAw/HTyKgNXDAM8/s400/DSCN0729.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lindsay had a blast posing for a bunch of pictures (thanks to Ben for taking them... he usually never takes pictures).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TLoFqXXi8vI/AAAAAAAADAo/sFGBUDtHHT4/s1600/DSCN0741.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528737717936124658" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TLoFqXXi8vI/AAAAAAAADAo/sFGBUDtHHT4/s400/DSCN0741.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TLoFp-nJxMI/AAAAAAAADAg/wSxbRGhajvQ/s1600/DSCN0743.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528737711290696898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TLoFp-nJxMI/AAAAAAAADAg/wSxbRGhajvQ/s400/DSCN0743.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heather wasn't as cooperative.  She wanted to stay in the wagon the whole time.  She did pose for one picture, though. (I don't know why it's flipped this way... I can't fix it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TLoFpSnqcFI/AAAAAAAADAY/2DiSUUbMgtY/s1600/DSCN0740.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528737699481677906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TLoFpSnqcFI/AAAAAAAADAY/2DiSUUbMgtY/s400/DSCN0740.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I enjoyed having quiet time at home today while Ben and the girls were gone.  Sam was a great baby and slept quite a bit.  It was so nice to have some quiet me time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626367277736275204-6851656773124148295?l=benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6851656773124148295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6626367277736275204&amp;postID=6851656773124148295' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/6851656773124148295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/6851656773124148295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/2010/10/exciting-days.html' title='Exciting Days'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05481123204181059898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TImwRBq8a_I/AAAAAAAAC6g/vxn1sNLvmjE/S220/DSCN0204.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TLoF12Y34PI/AAAAAAAADA4/zZujxTYeLxM/s72-c/DSCN0725.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626367277736275204.post-1771250762652222348</id><published>2010-10-13T14:44:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T14:46:23.849-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beth'/><title type='text'>Thanks, Lindsay...</title><content type='html'>... for passing your illness on to Ben and I. Ben started feeling sick yesterday morning, and he actually called in sick today (which is unheard of). I started feeling sick last night around bed time, and sure enough, as the day is progressing I am feeling worse. Thanks, Lindsay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626367277736275204-1771250762652222348?l=benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1771250762652222348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6626367277736275204&amp;postID=1771250762652222348' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/1771250762652222348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/1771250762652222348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/2010/10/thanks-lindsay.html' title='Thanks, Lindsay...'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05481123204181059898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TImwRBq8a_I/AAAAAAAAC6g/vxn1sNLvmjE/S220/DSCN0204.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6626367277736275204.post-8823962460105847263</id><published>2010-10-10T14:22:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T14:49:20.686-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lindsay'/><title type='text'>Sick</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TLIG7r49ByI/AAAAAAAADAQ/TdFsgxtrVgc/s1600/DSCN0712.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526487315200673570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TLIG7r49ByI/AAAAAAAADAQ/TdFsgxtrVgc/s400/DSCN0712.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My poor little Lindsay is sick today. She woke up about 5 AM complaining of a sore throat.  We got her something to drink, then tucked her back in.  But she woke up around 6:30 and still complained of a sore throat.  Her nose is also runny and now she has a fever.  She keeps telling us, "I'm just not doing good."  The joys of having school aged children...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6626367277736275204-8823962460105847263?l=benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8823962460105847263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6626367277736275204&amp;postID=8823962460105847263' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/8823962460105847263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6626367277736275204/posts/default/8823962460105847263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://benbethavisfamily.blogspot.com/2010/10/sick.html' title='Sick'/><author><name>Beth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05481123204181059898</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TImwRBq8a_I/AAAAAAAAC6g/vxn1sNLvmjE/S220/DSCN0204.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8toewV4xipI/TLIG7r49ByI/AAAAAAAADAQ/TdFsgxtrVgc/s72-c/DSCN0712.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
