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	<title>A Tender Heart &#187; Stories by the Bubbers King</title>
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		<title>The TRAINS!!!!!! (by the Bubbers King)</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 19 Jul 2010 05:28:40 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Heidi</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Holy smokes alive!! You will NEVER believe where we went yesterday!! Bright and early, we took a trip!!  After a bit of a drive, we got on a SCHOOL BUS!  (But it wasn&#8217;t the MAGIC school bus, because it had headlights instead of eyes). And the whole time, I held onto my special TICKET!! After [...]]]></description>
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<p>Holy smokes<em> alive!!</em></p>
<p>You will NEVER believe where we went yesterday!!</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4142/4806975085_fcac8b3d28.jpg" alt="P1170920" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>Bright and early, we took a trip!!   After a bit of a drive, we got on a SCHOOL BUS!   (But it wasn&#8217;t the MAGIC school bus, because it had headlights instead of eyes).</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4137/4806975147_2ed82cb778.jpg" alt="P1170922" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>And the whole time, I held onto my special TICKET!!</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4121/4806975711_e79984792e.jpg" alt="P1170927" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>After we got off the bus, Mommy got in line and Daddy took me to get a sneak peek of someone special&#8230;</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4117/4806975803_40f0e2d04f.jpg" alt="P1170928" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>&#8230; And I&#8217;ll give you one hint: he&#8217;s a TRAIN!!!!!</p>
<p>And trains are my FAVORITE.</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4121/4806976113_3a6178666c.jpg" alt="P1170933" width="375" height="500" /></p>
<p>And then I got to RIDE it!!!!</p>
<p>(Whoah&#8211;sorry about the wonky lighting!  Mommy&#8217;s camera got knocked off the &#8220;auto&#8221; setting for a few of these pictures&#8230;)</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4120/4807599310_daf157b871.jpg" alt="P1170934" width="375" height="500" /></p>
<p>And not just me, but Scooters, too!!</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4093/4807599692_1d0b2142d2.jpg" alt="P1170936" width="375" height="500" /></p>
<p>Boy, were we excited!!</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4114/4806976739_ca379df89a.jpg" alt="P1170942" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>We picked an empty seat.</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4093/4806976917_235ab5f9f2.jpg" alt="P1170944" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>And we wondered what would happen next.</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4118/4807600116_127d407746.jpg" alt="P1170947" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>(Oh man, we&#8217;re sure cute!!)</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4119/4806977091_155e363e8e.jpg" alt="P1170959" width="375" height="500" /></p>
<p>Scooters got friendly with the neighbors&#8211;one of his favorite past times! :)</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4077/4807600284_257f9441cb.jpg" alt="P1170962" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>And Mommy just loved watching us all!</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4138/4806977323_199defe4ce.jpg" alt="P1170973" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>She says it&#8217;s heavenly to see us enjoy things we love.</p>
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<p>And then&#8211;we were off!!</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4073/4807600702_da373a84ec.jpg" alt="P1170978" width="375" height="500" /></p>
<p>The ticket man came to check our tickets&#8230;</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4074/4806977517_cef6c71bc8.jpg" alt="P1170977" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>&#8230;  And when Daddy couldn&#8217;t find his ticket (it accidentally got left in the stroller), he still got to stay!</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4078/4806977833_1a92fdf8d5.jpg" alt="P1170981" width="375" height="500" /></p>
<p>Boy, it was the life!</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4141/4806977915_a7e1f5df9c.jpg" alt="P1170982" width="375" height="500" /></p>
<p>I could chug-chug! all day long, I tell you!</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4080/4806978129_c886eb4416.jpg" alt="P1170994" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>And Scooters felt the same way!</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4137/4806978187_61fc668c44.jpg" alt="P1170999" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>&#8220;Ooh!!&#8221;</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4121/4807601766_62c4f7e6dc.jpg" alt="P1180015" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>And can you believe the view?  Whoo-ee!</p>
<p>After our train ride, we explored all the other fun things they had&#8230;</p>
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<p>&#8230; Like a little locomotive just my size!!</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4081/4807602486_bd34cfd40d.jpg" alt="P1180031" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>&#8220;Hi, Daddy!!&#8221;</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4137/4807602638_aee9f063a6.jpg" alt="P1180033" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>And I got to climb on REAL train tracks&#8211;like I&#8217;ve always wanted!!</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4094/4807602742_b1184a1bf0.jpg" alt="P1180043" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>And climb on REAL trains!</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4082/4807602826_deddf1652a.jpg" alt="P1180044" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>Mommy and I saw all the things we read about in my train books and see in my train movies&#8211;like couplers and box cars and tank cars!!</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4137/4806979765_c1cf827f72.jpg" alt="P1180047" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>And THEN!!!!!!!</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4073/4807699654_9b99d78a9e.jpg" alt="P1180048 fixed" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>They had REAL little steam engines!!</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4138/4807603178_7f3cac759d.jpg" alt="P1180053" width="375" height="500" /></p>
<p>With real boilers and rods and pistons and couplers on the wheels!!  (But they were super tricky and used butane for fuel in the &#8220;fire box&#8221;  instead of coal or wood.)</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4121/4806980161_7be6dc110b.jpg" alt="P1180055" width="375" height="500" /></p>
<p>The only thing that could have made it better is if I could have been the engineer and Daddy could be the fire man like we always pretend at home!</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4118/4807603416_9e61806a64.jpg" alt="P1180068" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>Scooters really loved the steam, too!</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4093/4806980353_2dbc8ecb04.jpg" alt="P1180069" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>Along with his FAVORITE raisins. :)</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4136/4806980469_4328e6b87c.jpg" alt="P1180071" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>Then we went out to see another load of passengers taking their turn on the train.</p>
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<p>Whoo-eee!!!</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4099/4807603746_07da6cbdc5.jpg" alt="P1180080" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>&#8220;Hi, Thomas!!!&#8221;</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4119/4807604060_33dfb4c969.jpg" alt="P1180082" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>Oh <em>man</em>!   He was chugging and steaming and blasting his whistle!!</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4122/4807604258_3b51e29fc4.jpg" alt="P1180085" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>There&#8217;s nothin&#8217; in the world better than that, I tell you!</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4098/4806981227_a19c868c81.jpg" alt="P1180090" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>Well, unless you&#8217;re poor Scooters who got scared (Mommy felt so bad!).</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4094/4806981423_30a36ea16c.jpg" alt="P1180094" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>But fortunately, he recovered quickly!</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4095/4807737180_4b9cda0eb0.jpg" alt="P1180099" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>Then we enjoyed more of the sights&#8230;  Like touring a real cab!</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4094/4807604650_d9e27eec46.jpg" alt="P1180104" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>&#8230; And singing along with the entertainment!</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4079/4807605218_89620384c4.jpg" alt="P1180119" width="375" height="500" /></p>
<p>I especially liked watching the crocodile!</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4097/4806981931_463344a075.jpg" alt="P1180117" width="375" height="500" /></p>
<p>And Mommy especially liked watching me.</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4077/4806982047_316dc4be10.jpg" alt="P1180118" width="375" height="500" /></p>
<p>And my adorable attentiveness. :):)</p>
<p>Then it was time to eat!</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4123/4806982597_bfa1b31183.jpg" alt="P1180123" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>Which made Scooters happy. :)</p>
<p><img class="alignnone" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4076/4807606010_5730398590.jpg" alt="P1180134" width="375" height="500" /></p>
<p>Then I asked Mommy if the conductor had said, &#8220;All aboard!&#8221; when we got on the train and she said she hadn&#8217;t heard him.</p>
<p>So, I took matters into my own vocal folds.</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4118/4807605868_c10fc0a029.jpg" alt="P1180132" width="375" height="500" /></p>
<p>AAAAAALL ABOOOOOOOARD!!!!!</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4114/4806983045_a7e2c6c161.jpg" alt="P1180140" width="375" height="500" /></p>
<p>Then Daddy told me NOT to take a bite of his sandwich.</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4115/4807606178_b858f9edd3.jpg" alt="P1180154" width="375" height="500" /></p>
<p>&#8220;Please, Daddy??&#8221;</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4136/4806983253_7ab67dd090.jpg" alt="P1180155" width="375" height="500" /></p>
<p>&#8220;Please may I have a TINY little bite??&#8221;</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4095/4807606364_ce19b33961.jpg" alt="P1180156" width="375" height="500" /></p>
<p>&#8220;No, I&#8217;m sorry, Son.  You absolutely CANNOT take a bite of my sandwich.&#8221;</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4139/4807134157_c6c457eeee.jpg" alt="P1180142" width="375" height="500" /></p>
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<p><img class="alignnone" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4095/4806983561_42088dea93.jpg" alt="P1180161" width="375" height="500" /></p>
<p><img class="alignnone" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4082/4806983673_ce19d4efdb.jpg" alt="P1180162" width="375" height="500" /></p>
<p>*Hee, hee, hee!!*</p>
<p>Boy, we love to play together!!</p>
<p><img class="alignnone" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4074/4807607848_cb5ba0d3b7.jpg" alt="P1180185" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>Then we HAD to check out the toy trains!</p>
<p><img class="alignnone" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4135/4806983971_f18bea35ca.jpg" alt="P1180174" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>And wouldn&#8217;t you know, little Scooters did me proud!!</p>
<p><img class="alignnone" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4118/4806984171_44ed96fb91.jpg" alt="P1180176" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>The tracks were glued down&#8230;</p>
<p><img class="alignnone" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4141/4807607240_1141eeb644.jpg" alt="P1180177" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>&#8230;  Which was PERFECT for the little Scooty-tots!</p>
<p><img class="alignnone" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4138/4807607318_bc56558b44.jpg" alt="P1180178" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>Because then they didn&#8217;t get knocked around while he played!</p>
<p><img class="alignnone" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4118/4807607410_80e1de47b8.jpg" alt="P1180179" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>And you better believe he knew exactly what to do with those trains!</p>
<p><img class="alignnone" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4078/4806984497_23eaabd58b.jpg" alt="P1180180" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>He went right for the tunnel!</p>
<p><img class="alignnone" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4118/4807607602_48c1691248.jpg" alt="P1180181" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>And boy was he cute. :):)</p>
<p><img class="alignnone" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4073/4807607674_bef0dc9560.jpg" alt="P1180183" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>Mommy could have played with him all day long!</p>
<p>But, alas, all the fun and excitement was beginning to take its toll.</p>
<p><img class="alignnone" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4118/4806985113_54d2beed93.jpg" alt="P1180196" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>So, we hit ONE MORE set of model trains on our way out.</p>
<p><img class="alignnone" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4101/4806981727_5ba8041e94.jpg" alt="P1180106" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>And then it was time to say goodbye to our &#8220;Day Out With Thomas&#8221;.</p>
<p><img class="alignnone" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4098/4807608016_858b423e4b.jpg" alt="P1180195" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>Goodbye, trains!!!  Boy, were you all a ton of fun!!</p>
<p>Thanks, Mommy and Daddy!!  I loved having my first train ride <em>ever</em>!</p>
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		<title>Diaper Hockey! (by the Bubbers King)</title>
		<link>http://heidisblog.biglaughs.org/2010/04/12/diaper-hockey-by-the-bubbers-king/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 13 Apr 2010 05:06:44 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Heidi</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Prince Charming]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[Ha, ha! Guess what, everyone! I invented a new game!! You want to know how to play it??&#8230; Okay, first off, you toss the hockey puck (aka: your little brother&#8217;s stinky diaper!) into play.  Personally, I like to just toss the puck over the railing and see where it lands. Then!  Get your hockey stick [...]]]></description>
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<p>Ha, ha!  Guess what, everyone!  I invented a new game!!  You want to know how to play it??&#8230;</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4050/4516543497_69e8c5e4aa.jpg" alt="P1080809" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>Okay, first off, you toss the hockey puck (aka: your little brother&#8217;s stinky diaper!) into play.  Personally, I like to just toss the puck over the railing and see where it lands.</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4003/4517158064_86e617ce6b.jpg" alt="P1080808" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>Then!  Get your hockey stick and jump in!</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4064/4517158174_96591e03d5.jpg" alt="P1080814" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>I like to play doubles with my Daddy.</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4047/4516523441_3229801c44.jpg" alt="P1080819" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>But when the play gets serious, Daddy goes solo!</p>
<p><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2741/4516523491_0ed6b37e1c.jpg" alt="P1080820" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>Check out how he pulls the puck in nice and easy.</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4064/4516523551_443bb4a7cc.jpg" alt="P1080821" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>&#8230; And lines up for a straight shot.</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4045/4516523595_c3ba9c8d91.jpg" alt="P1080822" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>He shoots!!</p>
<p><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2804/4516523641_104fbfaa68.jpg" alt="P1080823" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>He scores!!!!!</p>
<p><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2753/4516523683_1b501a0e98.jpg" alt="P1080824" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>The crowd goes wild and Daddy scores one for the team!!!  Way to go, Daddy!!!</p>
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		<title>My friends! (by the Bubbers King)</title>
		<link>http://heidisblog.biglaughs.org/2010/04/04/my-friends-by-the-bubbers-king/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 05 Apr 2010 05:39:01 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Heidi</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA["First" stories]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[Hey guys!  You know what? I love sgabetti and meatballs, just like you! Oh!  Hi Everyone!! I want you to meet my friends! They are Lady and the Tramp! They were my good friends after Mommy read me their book one day.  I love my friends.  And I always have different ones! My first one [...]]]></description>
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<p>Hey guys!  You know what?</p>
<p><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2684/4310190791_531ca8c0c4.jpg" alt="P1010868" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>I love sgabetti and meatballs, just like you!</p>
<p><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2747/4310190393_91900b740b.jpg" alt="P1010859" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>Oh!  Hi Everyone!!</p>
<p><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2761/4310190359_f9ce2a8742.jpg" alt="P1010858" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>I want you to meet my friends!</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4004/4310927316_039159237d.jpg" alt="P1010863" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>They are Lady and the Tramp!</p>
<p><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2747/4310190393_91900b740b.jpg" alt="P1010859" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>They were my good friends after Mommy read me their book one day.  I love my friends.  And I always have different ones!</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4064/4305082563_cb906b0b84.jpg" alt="PICT0073" width="500" height="331" /></p>
<p>My first one ever was Elmo.  My Papa and gg gave him to me when I was just a baby and after time, I  really loved him.</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4010/4305082697_7c749831d2.jpg" alt="PICT0075" width="331" height="500" /></p>
<p>And I&#8217;d <a href="http://heidisblog.biglaughs.org/2009/07/26/whodunit-3/">stuff him in cereal boxes</a> and sit him in my chair.</p>
<p><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2736/4161283002_c52b08326a.jpg" alt="PICT0004 edited" width="332" height="500" /></p>
<p>And before Scooters was born, he rode in the double stroller with me!</p>
<p><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2722/4191458837_b8710706e8.jpg" alt="PICT0143 edited big" width="500" height="331" /></p>
<p>After that, one of my best friends was Tigger!</p>
<p><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2793/4310227805_9e39ca7426.jpg" alt="P1010461" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>I earned him and the rest of the Hundred Acres crew and boy were they fun!</p>
<p><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2751/4310964752_1c7bc9cc4c.jpg" alt="P1010405" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>We loved having picnics together.</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4011/4485959962_6bae046b1e.jpg" alt="P1070937" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>And Eyeore was a <em>really </em>special friend of mine.</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4064/4485959908_8c48ba2afb.jpg" alt="P1070938" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>Until I got the flu this last week and I accidentally threw up on him.  So Mommy washed him, but his hair melted in the clothes dryer and now I don&#8217;t like him as much.  And Mommy feels really bad. :(</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4040/4485297097_7bab4acd0a.jpg" alt="P1070188" width="375" height="500" /></p>
<p>But at least I still have Tigger.</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4013/4416220042_eda7d124ce.jpg" alt="P1050339" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>And for a while, I loved Tia Mia and Don Diego.</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4004/4415453159_4a39e3af90.jpg" alt="P1050351" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>They&#8217;re from Skippy Jon Jones books and they make me laugh.</p>
<p><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2784/4416208770_eb79c99d69.jpg" alt="P1050324" width="375" height="500" /></p>
<p>Oh!  And I&#8217;ve also got <em>my trains</em>.</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4021/4415441571_320585a2f9.jpg" alt="P1050325" width="375" height="500" /></p>
<p>And <em>my construction vehicles</em>.</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4050/4471573797_1d4abd3e72.jpg" alt="P1060081" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>(Who sometimes befriend animals from Noah&#8217;s Ark).</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4034/4416208648_10949763ec.jpg" alt="P1050328" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>They&#8217;re sure good friends!  And everyone needs good friends&#8211;huh?  :)</p>
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		<title>Scoops and Diggers! (by the Bubbers King)</title>
		<link>http://heidisblog.biglaughs.org/2010/03/28/scoops-and-diggers-by-the-bubbers-king/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 29 Mar 2010 05:10:13 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Heidi</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Hi Everyone!  Guess what?!  I get to tell you about scoops and diggers! Did you know that I love scoops and diggers?  It&#8217;s true!! About five months ago, I developed a real passion for scooping and digging. So I raided my fork drawer in the kitchen every day&#8230; &#8230;  And excavated through the whole house! [...]]]></description>
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<p>Hi Everyone!  Guess what?!  I get to tell you about scoops and diggers!</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4042/4471598213_4dd62bd9c0.jpg" alt="PICT0042" width="331" height="500" /></p>
<p>Did you know that I love scoops and diggers?  It&#8217;s true!!</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4066/4471615885_b729e9bbba.jpg" alt="PICT0006 edited big" width="331" height="500" /></p>
<p>About five months ago, I developed a real passion for scooping and digging.</p>
<p><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2693/4472394484_14c01563ec.jpg" alt="PICT0007" width="331" height="500" /></p>
<p>So I raided my fork drawer in the kitchen every day&#8230;</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4070/4472394956_b100fc517f.jpg" alt="PICT0014" width="331" height="500" /></p>
<p>&#8230;  And excavated through the whole house!</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4054/4471596853_57929b2b39.jpg" alt="PICT0001" width="500" height="331" /></p>
<p>Then Mommy would find my abandoned excavators on her desk.</p>
<p><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2693/4471596957_6e72cda8f8.jpg" alt="PICT0009" width="500" height="331" /></p>
<p>Or on the couch.</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4021/4472376168_1832e8aa0b.jpg" alt="PICT0015" width="500" height="331" /></p>
<p>Or on the floor.</p>
<p><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2672/4191535083_733210cbd9.jpg" alt="PICT0026 edited big" width="500" height="331" /></p>
<p>And it would just make her smile.</p>
<p><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2781/4471597465_b5bf1cfd49.jpg" alt="PICT0024" width="331" height="500" /></p>
<p>Sometimes we&#8217;d get out the pinto bean bucket.</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4009/4472376342_4439b665af.jpg" alt="PICT0023" width="331" height="500" /></p>
<p>And I&#8217;d scoop and dig to my heart&#8217;s delight!</p>
<p><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2799/4471597699_4d49964939.jpg" alt="PICT0028" width="331" height="500" /></p>
<p>But one day Mommy realized my digging needs were outgrowing our little bucket.</p>
<p><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2743/4472376696_bcfd392e96.jpg" alt="PICT0030" width="331" height="500" /></p>
<p>And so she put her thinking cap on to figure out a solution.</p>
<p><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2500/4472369960_8bfbf9646d.jpg" alt="PICT0001" width="500" height="331" /></p>
<p>Then she looked at her cute little peanut.</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4056/4472370002_f75eb27e2b.jpg" alt="PICT0002" width="500" height="331" /></p>
<p>&#8220;Hello, my cute little peanut!&#8221;</p>
<p>Then she got an idea from  something she&#8217;d seen at work!  At her work, they have a big sensory table filled with pinto beans and that got Mommy to thinking&#8230;  How could she make one of those for me?</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4007/4471591319_f911e43df7.jpg" alt="PICT0004" width="500" height="331" /></p>
<p>Then she remembered!  Our generous neighbors gave us a sand/water table they&#8217;d outgrown, so Mommy brought it inside, cleaned it up and filled it with pinto beans!</p>
<p><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2721/4472371972_b6342ff537.jpg" alt="PICT0033" width="500" height="331" /></p>
<p>Oh, man!   Check it out&#8230;   All these little beans just <strong><em>waiting </em></strong>to be scooped!</p>
<p><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2682/4472370048_99461b1b15.jpg" alt="PICT0003" width="500" height="331" /></p>
<p>**Dig!  Scoop!  Pour!  Dig, dig!**</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4024/4471594081_31b3a82539.jpg" alt="PICT0048" width="500" height="331" /></p>
<p>Then Mommy broke out some other toys to add to the mix and it was great!</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4065/4472373242_bff83e8f41.jpg" alt="PICT0183" width="500" height="331" /></p>
<p>(Oh!  And then she brought in the water part, so I could play cars in that side!)</p>
<p><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2736/4196028090_0804f8470f.jpg" alt="PICT0094 cropped edited big" width="500" height="358" /></p>
<p>Then a special time of year rolled around&#8230;  And while I preferred not to sit on his lap and tell him what I wanted, Mr. Santa Claus saw me clutching a pair of plastic scoops from breakfast<strong><em></em></strong>&#8230;</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4026/4214320701_e2a79c0867.jpg" alt="PICT0006" width="500" height="331" /></p>
<p>&#8230; So then he brought me a <strong><em>real excavator</em></strong> on <a href="http://heidisblog.biglaughs.org/2009/12/25/merry-christmas-3/">Christmas</a>!!!</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4019/4469181602_cdd6b0e79c.jpg" alt="P1070779" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>And we&#8217;ve been digging together ever since!!</p>
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		<title>Listening to myself chew</title>
		<link>http://heidisblog.biglaughs.org/2010/03/17/listening-to-myself-chew/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 17 Mar 2010 22:26:06 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Heidi</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Hey everyone! You know something that I like to do?&#8230; First, I take a snack. Then, I insert it into my mouth. After that, I cover my ears. And then start chewing! It&#8217;s wonderful. And one of my new favorite pastimes! I can also chew without listening. But truly? This is much more fun! &#8212; [...]]]></description>
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<p>Hey everyone!  You know something that I like to do?&#8230;</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4036/4416199764_bca6a70d4e.jpg" alt="P1050381" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>First, I take a snack.</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4003/4415432777_a8d9b0769d.jpg" alt="P1050383" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>Then, I insert it into my mouth.</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4005/4415432825_1da55d94e9.jpg" alt="P1050384" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>After that, I cover my ears.</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4058/4416199976_6b949dc52c.jpg" alt="P1050385" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>And then start chewing!</p>
<p><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2786/4416199524_9074753578.jpg" alt="P1050369" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>It&#8217;s wonderful.</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4041/4415432517_dd5ee5d69e.jpg" alt="P1050371" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>And one of my new favorite pastimes!</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4023/4416200228_7aa65af0b8.jpg" alt="P1050390" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>I can also chew without listening.</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4063/4415433205_b7fce72db9.jpg" alt="P1050396" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>But truly?</p>
<p><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2792/4416200646_69b8876204.jpg" alt="P1050402" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>This is much more fun!</p>
<p>&#8212;<br />
p.s.</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4006/4415433893_f71ee1b906.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="P1050408" /></p>
<p>Mommy loooooooooves it when I do this.  </p>
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		<title>Summer Series: The Train Station!!</title>
		<link>http://heidisblog.biglaughs.org/2010/03/03/summer-series-the-train-station/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 03 Mar 2010 21:37:28 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Heidi</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Hi Everyone!!  It&#8217;s time to jump back in time again to last June&#8230;  When I was 26 months old and Scooters was only eight days old!  Daddy was still home on paternity leave and Mommy was feeling pretty mobile after her C-section, so we went on our first outing as an official family of four!! [...]]]></description>
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<p>Hi Everyone!!  It&#8217;s time to jump back in time again to last June&#8230;  When I was 26 months old and Scooters was only eight days old!  Daddy was still home on paternity leave and Mommy was feeling pretty mobile after her C-section, so we went on our first outing as an official family of four!!</p>
<p>And you know where we went?</p>
<p><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2687/4369868066_ab8b938d14.jpg" alt="PICT0233" width="331" height="500" /></p>
<p>The <em>TRAIN STATION!!!</em></p>
<p>Note: Our enthusiasm looks suspiciously like irritation and shock in the above photo.  But truly, we were enthused.</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4030/4369156753_6d209c7c43.jpg" alt="PICT0239" width="500" height="331" /></p>
<p>We waited for a long time, but no trains came&#8211;until the very end!!</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4015/4369905620_db1ac4bee3.jpg" alt="PICT0243 fixed" width="500" height="331" /></p>
<p>We were actually loading up the car to go home when Mommy heard the train whistle and we unloaded and booked it to the platform as fast as we could!</p>
<p><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2737/4369156779_9ca4626b1f.jpg" alt="PICT0241" width="500" height="331" /></p>
<p>&#8220;Wook, Daddy!  Wook, Mommy!  <strong><em>A TRAIN!!!</em></strong>&#8221;</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4016/4369120257_2ba703e9a0.jpg" alt="PICT0262" width="500" height="331" /></p>
<p>Then we followed an engine down the tracks a ways.</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4065/4369905800_4dff6a73e3.jpg" alt="PICT0270 fixed" width="500" height="331" /></p>
<p>He was parked and resting.</p>
<p>Note: About this time Mommy realized she&#8217;d over-estimated her ability to be mobile and pain free.  She was missing her Percocet.</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4061/4369156861_c0b7c01b7c.jpg" alt="PICT0261 fixed" width="500" height="331" /></p>
<p>What a beauty.</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4020/4369119957_cb96b822d4.jpg" alt="PICT0245" width="500" height="331" /></p>
<p>&#8220;Isn&#8217;t she beautiful, Scooters?&#8221;</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4071/4369905922_87a2d3ec08.jpg" alt="PICT0281" width="331" height="500" /></p>
<p>&#8220;Scooters?&#8221;</p>
<p><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2599/4369120399_b64d7956e6.jpg" alt="PICT0277" width="500" height="331" /></p>
<p>Awww, would you look at that?</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4059/4369868258_8a5591e077.jpg" alt="PICT0252" width="500" height="331" /></p>
<p>So sweet and peaceful.</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4049/4369120067_a225fbc50c.jpg" alt="PICT0254" width="500" height="331" /></p>
<p>Such a cute curve to his toes.</p>
<p><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2731/4369157031_872359426a.jpg" alt="PICT0278" width="500" height="331" /></p>
<p>Little hands.</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4007/4369905878_575595ea1b.jpg" alt="PICT0279" width="500" height="331" /></p>
<p>In the same position they were before he fell asleep.</p>
<p>What a cutie!!</p>
<p><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2543/4369868400_9e549d0c32.jpg" alt="PICT0260" width="331" height="500" /></p>
<p>&#8220;Hey Ma!  I&#8217;ve got a question for you&#8230;  What are the chances of you and Daddy grabbing that there locomotive and hefting him into the back of our car to keep forever?&#8221;</p>
<p>[I'm afraid the chances of that are mighty slim, Son].</p>
<p><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2762/4369120127_4825f8e8e9.jpg" alt="PICT0259" width="331" height="500" /></p>
<p>*sigh*</p>
<p>&#8220;That&#8217;s what I was afraid of.&#8221;</p>
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		<title>My Drawings (by the Bubbers King)</title>
		<link>http://heidisblog.biglaughs.org/2010/02/13/from-the-archives-my-drawings/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 14 Feb 2010 05:02:24 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Heidi</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Hi Everyone!!  How are you?? I know it&#8217;s hard to believe, but these pictures are from last May and June when I was only 25 months old.  I asked Mommy to post them so I could tell you a story&#8230; Well, last April, Mommy gave me a special gift to use on our trip together. [...]]]></description>
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<p>Hi Everyone!!  How are you??</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4010/4339896864_397396a450.jpg" alt="PICT0142" width="331" height="500" /></p>
<p>I know it&#8217;s hard to believe, but these pictures are from last May and June when I was only <strong><em>25 months old</em></strong>.   I asked Mommy to post them so I could tell you a story&#8230;</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4030/4339149441_e84c891e06.jpg" alt="PICT0016" width="500" height="331" /></p>
<p>Well, last April, Mommy gave me a special gift <a href="http://heidisblog.biglaughs.org/2009/04/22/my-trip-part-1-by-the-bubbers-king/">to use on our trip together.</a> It was a magna-doodle!</p>
<p><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2717/4339893380_f476186888.jpg" alt="PICT0015 edited big" width="500" height="331" /></p>
<p>It was compact, versatile and quiet (perfect for planes and solemn gatherings)&#8211; and I <strong><em>loved </em></strong>it!</p>
<p><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2733/4339896522_2d4f13de11.jpg" alt="PICT0126" width="331" height="500" /></p>
<p>My all-time favorite creation was&#8230;</p>
<p><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2579/4161306992_203f4b3232.jpg" alt="PICT0007 edited" width="331" height="500" /></p>
<p><strong><em>The Snowman.</em></strong></p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4068/4339152175_34a9f593c1.jpg" alt="PICT0113" width="331" height="500" /></p>
<p>It all started at my Great-Grandmother&#8217;s funeral when Mommy whisper-sang <em>Once There Was a Snowman</em> while drawing it out for me.</p>
<p><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2731/4339151613_659e6d3013.jpg" alt="PICT0103" width="331" height="500" /></p>
<p>From then on I was hooked.   I frequently asked her to draw and sing and eventually began to draw on my own!</p>
<p><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2579/4161306992_203f4b3232.jpg" alt="PICT0007 edited" width="331" height="500" /></p>
<p>At first, I started out simple.</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4043/4339154801_a10c88abc7.jpg" alt="PICT0118" width="331" height="500" /></p>
<p>But then the creative juices began to flow&#8230;</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4025/4355441014_10f465c0af.jpg" alt="PICT0110" width="331" height="500" /></p>
<p>And my snowmen got taller.</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4062/4339893548_2505ecec33.jpg" alt="PICT0018" width="331" height="500" /></p>
<p>And had <strong><em>faminies</em></strong>!</p>
<p><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2703/4339895680_1b7cb12660.jpg" alt="PICT0108" width="331" height="500" /></p>
<p>And every once in a while&#8230;</p>
<p><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2779/4161303376_fac977072a.jpg" alt="PICT0003 edited" width="331" height="500" /></p>
<p>I threw in something really random.</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4012/4354779127_35befea217.jpg" alt="PICT0036" width="331" height="500" /></p>
<p>Then I explored other mediums.</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4039/4354779187_d3952d7f74.jpg" alt="PICT0042" width="500" height="331" /></p>
<p>&#8220;Mommy, what are &#8216;mediums&#8217;?&#8221;</p>
<p><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2736/4354779249_a95db1a042.jpg" alt="PICT0082" width="500" height="331" /></p>
<p>And Mommy explored the delicious roundness in my profile.</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4049/4354779087_a3cb28ca4c.jpg" alt="PICT0063" width="500" height="331" /></p>
<p>How sweetly my fingers held the chalk.</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4048/4355525470_51c82dcb69.jpg" alt="PICT0076" width="500" height="331" /></p>
<p>And how cute I was when I concentrated.</p>
<p><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2768/4355437882_aaa70fd09f.jpg" alt="PICT0004" width="500" height="331" /></p>
<p>And without fail, my faminies always melted her heart!</p>
<p><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2714/4339898282_c892ac8cc1.jpg" alt="PICT0100" width="500" height="331" /></p>
<p>But I still loved to go back to my magna-doodle.</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4035/4339899070_79595799ff.jpg" alt="PICT0124" width="331" height="500" /></p>
<p>And if Mommy was careful and stayed nearby.</p>
<p><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2682/4339896382_4a4bf87c94.jpg" alt="PICT0121" width="331" height="500" /></p>
<p>(And admired my cute legs).</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4027/4339899132_82a6617ec6.jpg" alt="PICT0125" width="331" height="500" /></p>
<p>(And caught me before I erased!)</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4044/4339147981_1fc8f13f86.jpg" alt="PICT0001" width="500" height="331" /></p>
<p>She was rewarded with a glimpse of something really unique&#8211;like my first crocodile!</p>
<p><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2750/4339152081_cd73db6fa6.jpg" alt="PICT0110 edited big" width="331" height="500" /></p>
<p>But you know what her absolute favorite was?</p>
<p><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2684/4339149991_5b5fc13520.jpg" alt="PICT0024" width="500" height="331" /></p>
<p>When I drew a little piece of me.</p>
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		<title>How to make egg salad sandwiches (by the Bubbers King)</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 30 Jan 2010 04:22:13 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Heidi</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Hi Everyone! Guess what??  We made egg salad sandwiches today for lunch and boy do I love those! And if you don&#8217;t mind, I&#8217;d love to show you how I help make them. Oh! And if I look paler than usual, it&#8217;s because I&#8217;ve been under the weather, but hopefully I&#8217;ll be on the mend [...]]]></description>
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<p>Hi Everyone!  Guess what??  We made egg salad sandwiches today for lunch and boy do I love those!</p>
<p><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2701/4315275718_252b88efc1.jpg" alt="P1020204" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>And if you don&#8217;t mind, I&#8217;d love to show you how I help make them.</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4003/4315275694_cbb9f61680.jpg" alt="P1020203" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>Oh!  And if I look paler than usual, it&#8217;s because I&#8217;ve been under the weather, but hopefully I&#8217;ll be on the mend soon&#8230;</p>
<p>Okay!  Now who wants to help Mommy??!!</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4060/4315273450_7e97353758.jpg" alt="P1020037" width="375" height="500" /></p>
<p>I&#8230;</p>
<p><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2703/4314537651_d96b6d1043.jpg" alt="P1020038" width="375" height="500" /></p>
<p>dooooooooooo!!</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4027/4315275156_d50b1816f9.jpg" alt="P1020138" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>So, first!</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4003/4315275208_9314a7afc1.jpg" alt="P1020140" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>Mommy hands me an egg.</p>
<p><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2523/4315275232_73d167ac64.jpg" alt="P1020141" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>Thanks, Mommy!</p>
<p><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2687/4314539301_158323a2bc.jpg" alt="P1020142" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>(Howy mackerew!  Wook at those cute wittow fingers!!)</p>
<p><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2756/4315272186_4f24ba6983.jpg" alt="P1010942" width="375" height="500" /></p>
<p>Hooray!  Now, if only I could eat you <strong><em>now</em></strong>.  But Mommy says no.</p>
<p><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2756/4315273960_f5451a077e.jpg" alt="P1020061" width="375" height="500" /></p>
<p>Isn&#8217;t that right, Mommy?</p>
<p>[Yep, it is!]</p>
<p><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2742/4315273992_e63e39cc0c.jpg" alt="P1020063" width="375" height="500" /></p>
<p>Aww, hi there wittow egg!   I&#8217;m gonna swice you and eat you, okay?</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4039/4315274094_c6b9a9d602.jpg" alt="P1020066" width="375" height="500" /></p>
<p>Okay!</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4021/4314536517_bde7d68d52.jpg" alt="P1010959" width="375" height="500" /></p>
<p>But don&#8217;t worry.</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4023/4315272286_84b63a622b.jpg" alt="P1010947" width="375" height="500" /></p>
<p>I&#8217;m very careful.</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4048/4315274202_f6ffa6b495.jpg" alt="P1020076" width="375" height="500" /></p>
<p>After that, Mommy takes it and turns it.</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4072/4314536247_a576c17a86.jpg" alt="P1010936" width="375" height="500" /></p>
<p>Is everybody catching all this?</p>
<p><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2198/4314538965_b8afdc3721.jpg" alt="P1020115" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>You are?  Good!</p>
<p><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2804/4315274878_f97863156c.jpg" alt="P1020110" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>Because then Mommy gives it back to me!</p>
<p><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2792/4315274124_cb26fbc08c.jpg" alt="P1020067" width="375" height="500" /></p>
<p>For more slicing!</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4043/4314538321_ab8b877732.jpg" alt="P1020074" width="375" height="500" /></p>
<p>Whoo-wee!  Would you wook at that!   I think it&#8217;s time&#8230;</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4051/4314538421_aba01dd288.jpg" alt="P1020088" width="375" height="500" /></p>
<p>For a taste test!</p>
<p><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2793/4314539457_ee1b3c1583.jpg" alt="P1020177" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>Or two.</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4011/4314539497_29a1b04f4a.jpg" alt="P1020179" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>Or three.</p>
<p><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2777/4315275390_abd0ee7d47.jpg" alt="P1020165" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>Or twenty!</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4030/4315275566_619b2cbc87.jpg" alt="P1020181" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>Oh man, this is the life.</p>
<p><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2605/4314537461_b38d7d3ffe.jpg" alt="P1020027" width="375" height="500" /></p>
<p>Uh-oh&#8230;</p>
<p><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2667/4315273266_ae1efe8484.jpg" alt="P1020025" width="375" height="500" /></p>
<p>Whatzat?</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4006/4315274400_3747abfd3b.jpg" alt="P1020094" width="375" height="500" /></p>
<p>Are you trying to take my egg??</p>
<p><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2610/4315274588_3fc1867baf.jpg" alt="P1020096" width="375" height="500" /></p>
<p>Noooo, Mommy!!</p>
<p><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2528/4314537371_a559a1d09e.jpg" alt="P1020020" width="375" height="500" /></p>
<p>Well, folks.</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4007/4314537285_fc15de78da.jpg" alt="P1020017" width="375" height="500" /></p>
<p>As far as I&#8217;m concerned&#8230;</p>
<p><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2771/4315273080_aceb76d8c7.jpg" alt="P1020013" width="375" height="500" /></p>
<p>My story is finished!</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4064/4314539871_47ed010c5e.jpg" alt="P1020216" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>So, thanks for joining us!</p>
<p><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2686/4314539999_599ac9d720.jpg" alt="P1020223" width="375" height="500" /></p>
<p>And don&#8217;t forget to bless it!</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4026/4314539973_67b935e6a3.jpg" alt="P1020222" width="375" height="500" /></p>
<p>With a yawn. :)</p>
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		<title>Summer Series: Playgroup at the park (by the Bubbers King)</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 26 Jan 2010 05:15:31 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Heidi</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Hey, hey, hey&#8211;check it out! Mommy&#8217;s finally starting her &#8220;Summer Series&#8221; posts about all the fun we had in the sun last year! (Give yourself a big pat on the back, Mommy!) It all began last April&#8230;.. &#8230;.. With a beautiful day that marked the beginning of &#8220;summer&#8221;. The day I scooped my first sand [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2768/4305831300_3b3b81bd78.jpg" alt="PICT0098 edited big" width="331" height="500" /></p>
<p>Hey, hey, hey&#8211;check it out!</p>
<p><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2737/4303126536_8478526032.jpg" alt="PICT0100" width="331" height="500" /></p>
<p>Mommy&#8217;s finally starting her &#8220;Summer Series&#8221; posts about all the fun we had in the sun last year!  (Give yourself a big pat on the back, Mommy!)</p>
<p><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2683/4302377831_9eea1f6614.jpg" alt="PICT0101" width="331" height="500" /></p>
<p>It all began last April&#8230;..</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4013/4303125864_8e67694573.jpg" alt="PICT0075" width="331" height="500" /></p>
<p>&#8230;.. With a beautiful day that marked the beginning of &#8220;summer&#8221;.</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4033/4302376977_a611508ce1.jpg" alt="PICT0074" width="500" height="331" /></p>
<p>The day I scooped my first sand ever (I think&#8230;).</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4062/4303125556_3c840c40d3.jpg" alt="PICT0066 edited big" width="331" height="500" /></p>
<p>And the first day of 2009 that I had to wear sunglasses, so you know for sure that summer had come! :)</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4030/4302377325_399eaca648.jpg" alt="PICT0087" width="500" height="331" /></p>
<p>We met our <em><strong>wonderful </strong></em>playgroup friends at the park down the street and really had some fun!</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4055/4302375935_f8ac37eacd.jpg" alt="PICT0051" width="500" height="331" /></p>
<p>I went barefoot in the sand!</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4014/4303129064_03aefc6df5.jpg" alt="PICT0114" width="500" height="331" /></p>
<p>And got on my first merry-go-round ever!</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4024/4303130036_cd40216d74.jpg" alt="PICT0122" width="500" height="331" /></p>
<p>I was a mite apprehensive at first.</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4024/4303129186_f7fe96d85f.jpg" alt="PICT0116" width="500" height="331" /></p>
<p>But Mommy taught me how to sit down.</p>
<p><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2680/4302380463_d4e32339e5.jpg" alt="PICT0115" width="500" height="331" /></p>
<p>And hold on tight!</p>
<p><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2697/4303130748_45981a7a12.jpg" alt="PICT0130" width="500" height="331" /></p>
<p>Then she&#8217;d push it at <strong><em>least </em></strong>.000025 miles an hour and I loved it!</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4031/4305939760_92eb74f7ea.jpg" alt="PICT0004" width="500" height="331" /></p>
<p>After that, I got tangled in the web climber.</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4046/4305939804_1c0e556c4f.jpg" alt="PICT0005" width="500" height="331" /></p>
<p>&#8220;Hi, Mommy!  Someday I&#8217;ll be free again!&#8221;</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4037/4305939858_bb61595486.jpg" alt="PICT0006" width="500" height="331" /></p>
<p>&#8220;Ha, ha!&#8221; says Efan, &#8220;You&#8217;re so silly!&#8221;</p>
<p><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2694/4305940028_e7dd7fa238.jpg" alt="PICT0008" width="500" height="331" /></p>
<p>Then I was free!!</p>
<p><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2701/4305197305_da2b7942a9.jpg" alt="PICT0009" width="331" height="500" /></p>
<p>(And so cute!)</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4003/4302383035_730514ea55.jpg" alt="PICT0016" width="331" height="500" /></p>
<p>After that, I just hung out.</p>
<p><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2754/4303131316_6ca4cbc3d3.jpg" alt="PICT0014" width="331" height="500" /></p>
<p>Holy mackerel&#8211;I look so small!</p>
<p><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2727/4305197509_75782a19bc.jpg" alt="PICT0042" width="500" height="331" /></p>
<p>Then we ran around the dry water park all crazy like we were little boys or something.  (Ha!)</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4066/4302384305_3329db8095.jpg" alt="PICT0024" width="500" height="331" /></p>
<p>After that, things got serious.</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4061/4302384407_3f378ccb61.jpg" alt="PICT0025" width="500" height="331" /></p>
<p><em><strong>Very </strong></em>serious.</p>
<p><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2737/4303133206_b1da0706d2.jpg" alt="PICT0028" width="331" height="500" /></p>
<p>It was me.</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4022/4303133988_c7bb9b9649.jpg" alt="PICT0032" width="331" height="500" /></p>
<p>And Efan.</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4007/4302384021_1201909b2b.jpg" alt="PICT0021" width="500" height="331" /></p>
<p>Just.  Sitting.</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4020/4302385087_a23164eaa6.jpg" alt="PICT0030" width="331" height="500" /></p>
<p>But holy smokes were we cute!!</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4008/4303134324_f9ba5b50b8.jpg" alt="PICT0036" width="500" height="331" /></p>
<p>So Mommy (and Scooters in utero!) just <em><strong>had </strong></em>to get in on the action!</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4042/4303134810_f96254af19.jpg" width="500" height="331" alt="PICT0103" /></p>
<p>And then all my friends did, too!!</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4012/4303135322_39e1f6e9d1.jpg" alt="PICT0105 edited big" width="500" height="331" /></p>
<p>Man&#8211;what a fun day.</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4007/4303135532_ec37a074af.jpg" alt="PICT0107" width="500" height="331" /></p>
<p>Mommy and I are so lucky to have such great friends.</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4006/4303135602_51e38a97d9.jpg" alt="PICT0108" width="500" height="331" /></p>
<p>Now, if only I knew how to get off this thing&#8230;..</p>
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		<title>California: The third full day</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 10 Jan 2010 07:08:22 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Heidi</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Hi Everyone!! Sorry about the delay in telling my story&#8230; Mommy&#8217;s been spending the week attacking our house with great gusto and is thrilled to have it completely organized and recovered from all our holiday excitement. (Oh!  And she may have spent a bit of leisure time she usually reserves for blogging to read a [...]]]></description>
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<p>Hi Everyone!!  Sorry about the delay in telling my story&#8230;  Mommy&#8217;s been spending the week attacking our house with great gusto and is thrilled to have it completely organized and recovered from all our holiday excitement.</p>
<p>(Oh!   And she may have spent a bit of leisure time she usually reserves for blogging to read <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Bride-Bargain-Deeanne-Gist/dp/0764204076/ref=sr_1_3?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books&amp;qid=1263019541&amp;sr=8-3">a delightful book</a> instead.   Boy did it make her laugh!  Now she&#8217;s got the entire line-up of novels from this author on hold at the library.   So&#8230; please enjoy her posts until these babies start rolling in!) :)</p>
<p>So, let&#8217;s see&#8230;  Where was I?</p>
<p><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2793/4245143375_bfa15d8b45.jpg" alt="P1000091 edited big" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>Oh, yes!  It&#8217;s our third full day in California at Grandma and Grandpa&#8217;s house.  And now that it&#8217;s just us here with Grandma, Grandpa and Aunt Elise, we got the royal tour of my Grandpa&#8217;s impressive projects&#8230;</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4035/4239263455_e4deb1c8ff.jpg" alt="P1000058" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>Like his new composter!</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4052/4239263511_f6eb82290c.jpg" alt="P1000059" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>Check it out!  It&#8217;s completely enclosed, so there&#8217;s no odor or mess.</p>
<p><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2620/4239263601_1bc467b4d7.jpg" alt="P1000061" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>And even in the dead of winter, those little microbes are working up a storm!</p>
<p><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2715/4240038536_3cac7abb88.jpg" alt="P1000149" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>And here&#8217;s another project: The new green house he built!</p>
<p>(Note: Check out that sweet fence he built around his garden.  He needed to protect his food from all the deer and bears and other wildlife that prowl the mountain forests.  And now&#8211;it protects his new composter, too!)</p>
<p><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2671/4240036816_3d067a8459.jpg" alt="P1000054" width="375" height="500" /></p>
<p>The new green house is where he stores his finished compost in preparation for spring.  It&#8217;s also where he&#8217;ll start his seeds in the spring when it&#8217;s too cold to plant in the garden, yet.</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4041/4239264171_1450201a5d.jpg" alt="P1000103" width="375" height="500" /></p>
<p>Then Mommy spotted this and cried out, &#8220;So <strong><em>that&#8217;s</em></strong> how you make such nice furrows in your garden!!  Holy <strong><em>smokes </em></strong>do I wish I&#8217;d had something like that 9 months ago when I was trying to plant our vegetable garden with an enormous pregnant belly and a garden of packed mud!&#8221;</p>
<p>&#8220;Hm, it sounds like you&#8217;ve got clay soil,&#8221; Grandpa replied, &#8220;Let me give you a few pointers on how to make it better&#8230;&#8221;</p>
<p>After that, Mommy tried to remember everything Grandpa said so she could go home and implement his suggestions.</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4009/4240037294_f683737c7e.jpg" alt="P1000065" width="375" height="500" /></p>
<p>And I ran around in the picturesque snow.</p>
<p><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2632/4240036758_f6e11b4acd.jpg" alt="P1000052" width="375" height="500" /></p>
<p>And explored Grandpa&#8217;s handmade playground.</p>
<p><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2676/4239263735_4da6089e2f.jpg" alt="P1000066" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>And laughed and giggled so cute.</p>
<p><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2711/4239264047_3960abc98d.jpg" alt="P1000101" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>Until Daddy caught me!!</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4035/4239264093_e47c71c96c.jpg" alt="P1000102" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>Aaaaahhhh!!!</p>
<p><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2740/4239264313_832b78f31b.jpg" alt="P1000123" width="375" height="500" /></p>
<p>Then Daddy put me on a <strong><em>gigantic </em></strong>snowball he made.  And while I was a captive cutie&#8230;..</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4056/4240038228_db17fc5088.jpg" alt="P1000133" width="375" height="500" /></p>
<p>Grandpa joined me!</p>
<p><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2761/4239264537_fcd7c6ccdb.jpg" alt="P1000134" width="375" height="500" /></p>
<p>And then Daddy!</p>
<p><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2485/4240038432_dec184170d.jpg" alt="P1000141" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>And then Bobby!</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4062/4239264729_1d9e48fa3c.jpg" alt="P1000142" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>&#8220;What did you call me?&#8221;</p>
<p><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2486/4240038342_ab4e64becf.jpg" alt="P1000138" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>*Hee, hee, hee!*  Bobby!  I cawed you Bobby!</p>
<p><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2739/4239264637_48bdda83c2.jpg" alt="P1000139" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>&#8220;Now you&#8217;re gonna get it, Bubbers!&#8221;</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4066/4239264859_af5e6b1c51.jpg" alt="P1000152" width="375" height="500" /></p>
<p>After that, I asked Grandma to sing my favorite church songs.</p>
<p><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2509/4240038694_7995049471.jpg" alt="P1000160" width="375" height="500" /></p>
<p>And I played along.</p>
<p><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2617/4239265519_4c2d51854b.jpg" alt="P1000197" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>And then helped her play.</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4055/4240039492_0e849f0f16.jpg" alt="P1000207" width="375" height="500" /></p>
<p>While Mommy&#8217;s heart melted through the carpet.</p>
<p><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2665/4239266063_dd0de9c0b2.jpg" alt="P1000217" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>I was particularly fond of Grandma&#8217;s neck exerciser, but it didn&#8217;t know the song very well.</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4029/4239266113_946b071c5b.jpg" alt="P1000221" width="375" height="500" /></p>
<p>So I took over again.</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4053/4240039934_cb368163da.jpg" alt="P1000227" width="375" height="500" /></p>
<p>&#8220;I love to seeeeeeeeee the temple!  I&#8217;m going there some daaaaaaayyyyy!&#8221;</p>
<p>After that, I took a nap.  And when I woke up&#8230;..</p>
<p><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2686/4240040346_dd1e8a1ffd.jpg" alt="P1000244" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>Snuggles was so cute and happy to see me!</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4024/4240040112_4d00377726.jpg" alt="P1000234" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>So I tried to explain that after my naps, I often need a few minutes to find my sunshine again.</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4030/4240040174_a5f445beb3.jpg" alt="P1000238" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>Snuggles said that was okay.</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4027/4240040222_09383358e5.jpg" alt="P1000242" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>He said he&#8217;d give enough sunshine for both of us until I was ready.</p>
<p><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2783/4239266739_c888980297.jpg" alt="P1000245" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>So I took his hand in silent thanks.</p>
<p><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2686/4240040346_dd1e8a1ffd.jpg" alt="P1000244" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>And he covered my back until I was ready.</p>
<p>Then sure enough&#8230;..</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4056/4240041938_dd3d582da8.jpg" alt="P1000349" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>I found my sunshine again and shared it with my Aunt Elise!</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4019/4239268399_86edf0b652.jpg" alt="P1000353" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>And then I discovered&#8230;..</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4032/4239268461_0a848c79d3.jpg" alt="P1000355" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>&#8230;  sports on TNT.</p>
<p>But not for long, because then it was bedtime.</p>
<p><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2694/4239268501_fa41034135.jpg" alt="P1000359" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>And while Snuggles and I slept, all the parents went out to eat at a delicious restaurant in town.</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4063/4240042384_d286f2c7c6.jpg" alt="P1000377" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>After that, Grandpa broke out the cards.</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4048/4239269033_6a4e7a015f.jpg" alt="P1000392" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>And played his favorite game: &#8220;The No Name Game&#8221;.</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4067/4239269141_691581ba76.jpg" alt="P1000397" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>I think it&#8217;s a game that Grandma&#8217;s parents used to play.</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4071/4240042588_bbf8a60666.jpg" alt="P1000386" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>They had fun and Mommy thought about growing up in Nevada when she saw their old cards from the casinos.</p>
<p>(Note: They never actually gambled in the casinos.  They just got playing cards from a friend who worked in a casino because they only use each deck once and then toss them).</p>
<p><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2633/4240042874_ff8db2cc77.jpg" alt="P1000400" width="375" height="500" /></p>
<p>And wouldn&#8217;t you know, Mommy won her third game in a row!!  She couldn&#8217;t believe it.</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4017/4261183811_e5d9cf9da7.jpg" alt="P1000402" width="375" height="500" /></p>
<p>The next day we packed up and headed back home.</p>
<p><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4038/4261183917_c83d09aff8.jpg" alt="P1000414" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>Enjoying a McDonald&#8217;s Playhouse at lunch.</p>
<p><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2706/4261183867_090f4bdb6d.jpg" alt="P1000409" width="375" height="500" /></p>
<p>And some beautiful winter weather!</p>
<p><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2535/4240041824_69c7b61eef.jpg" alt="P1000340" width="500" height="375" /></p>
<p>Boy&#8211;what an awesome trip.  Thank you so much, Grandma, Grandpa and Aunt Elise (and our other wonderful family we saw there)&#8211;we had a fantastic time!!!</p>
<p>We love you,<br />
Bubbers, Snuggles, Mommy and Daddy</p>
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