<?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-5537661</id><updated>2012-02-11T11:59:37.181-07:00</updated><category term='Hayden Birthday 3'/><category term='CreateIpForwardEntry c#'/><title type='text'>Lamprecht Lunacy</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lamprechts.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5537661/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lamprechts.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5537661/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Leah and family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02036756337803811340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>400</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5537661.post-4261333470864220176</id><published>2012-01-08T16:24:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T16:24:39.157-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lamprecht Family Reunion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Nelson's parents arranged for us to have a Labor Day weekend at a cabin near Red Feather Lakes.&amp;nbsp; Nelson rented some ATV's and we headed up.&amp;nbsp; We saw this Elk cross the street one car in front of us outside of Loveland.&amp;nbsp; At first we thought it was a statue in front of this little store, then it decided to cross the street.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oyrjWgHYSDw/TwokA7PukjI/AAAAAAAACMs/Wir6B1ZGJcY/s1600/P1050509.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oyrjWgHYSDw/TwokA7PukjI/AAAAAAAACMs/Wir6B1ZGJcY/s320/P1050509.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;We cut down and chopped up some beetle kill pine as a service for the cabin owners.&amp;nbsp; Everyone helped.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bIo5qdWbaWY/TwokG1OFp9I/AAAAAAAACM8/7B4MzkcL3Ig/s320/P1050533.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nelson built a rope swing that the kids loved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r4pvYV3utjs/TwokWVNQ7UI/AAAAAAAACNE/ccFqZpgWEJg/s1600/P1050530.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r4pvYV3utjs/TwokWVNQ7UI/AAAAAAAACNE/ccFqZpgWEJg/s320/P1050530.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/-MaZwOebSYtE/TwokZy6zVAI/AAAAAAAACNM/xaEoro4qa7w/s1600/P1050542.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MaZwOebSYtE/TwokZy6zVAI/AAAAAAAACNM/xaEoro4qa7w/s320/P1050542.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hayden lost his first tooth while we were there (the second fell out later that week at school).&amp;nbsp; And we rode Atv's for the first time (of course no photos of that :( ).&amp;nbsp; It was a great weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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I thought it was great.&amp;nbsp; [I should mention the 3rd day which was our second to last day on the trip, was rough on Ella she didn't want to get out of the stroller all morning, but she was only 3 1/2 and she did better as went did some different things like shows instead of rides.]&amp;nbsp; With a 3-day ticket you get a Magical Morning (you get into the park 1 hour early).&amp;nbsp; And that morning we were able to do all the rides in Fantasyland without waiting.&amp;nbsp; The entire 3 days the longest we waited for anything was about 45 minutes and that was to see the princesses.&amp;nbsp; Ariel was amazing with the girls.&amp;nbsp; They were equally enchanted with all the princesses but I the best repoir with the kids.&amp;nbsp; And we were in the gift shop afterwards for about 20 minutes when Ariel came out to go on ther break and she addressed the girls by name.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0f4myWa99PA/Tv-uDyuk4uI/AAAAAAAACLM/j0ZaYJEzQyk/s1600/acdb77fb-f448-4794-bfaa-9f3f0182c63a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0f4myWa99PA/Tv-uDyuk4uI/AAAAAAAACLM/j0ZaYJEzQyk/s320/acdb77fb-f448-4794-bfaa-9f3f0182c63a.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/-CbcgwlIRWZQ/Tv-uLwGUhaI/AAAAAAAACLU/w7zgrBsm76k/s1600/DisneyLand+08-2011+114.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CbcgwlIRWZQ/Tv-uLwGUhaI/AAAAAAAACLU/w7zgrBsm76k/s320/DisneyLand+08-2011+114.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;We weren't sure how we liked California Adventure but we spent an enitre day there and it was great.&amp;nbsp; We saw the Alladin show which is basically a 45 minute rendition of Alladin Braodway style.&amp;nbsp; There was a Wilderness Adventure area which was full of obstacle courses and stuff which the kids loved.&amp;nbsp; It kind of gamve them a chance to not be over-stimulated and to decompress a bit.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s2W8WB2U0i4/Tv-uSEGWBcI/AAAAAAAACLc/00tS1AwzFeE/s1600/DisneyLand+08-2011+127.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s2W8WB2U0i4/Tv-uSEGWBcI/AAAAAAAACLc/00tS1AwzFeE/s320/DisneyLand+08-2011+127.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;We took a day at the beach and then went to another beach adjacent to the airport on the last day.&amp;nbsp; This was a great experience as well.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czv_WQaTTKo/Tv-uZlfhP-I/AAAAAAAACLk/yR2MPMQzXZo/s1600/IMG_0161.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-czv_WQaTTKo/Tv-uZlfhP-I/AAAAAAAACLk/yR2MPMQzXZo/s320/IMG_0161.JPG" width="239" /&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/-XXQbGav4Slg/Tv-uf61oNNI/AAAAAAAACLs/X_mNwrUWRes/s1600/P1050399.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XXQbGav4Slg/Tv-uf61oNNI/AAAAAAAACLs/X_mNwrUWRes/s320/P1050399.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;This picture of Chloe says it all.&amp;nbsp; We had a great time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iFq7MULzNMA/Tv-ukIuBooI/AAAAAAAACL0/YT49x6vu6UE/s1600/P1050416.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iFq7MULzNMA/Tv-ukIuBooI/AAAAAAAACL0/YT49x6vu6UE/s320/P1050416.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/-E5c1LrAfolo/Tv-upDfFQBI/AAAAAAAACL8/W-byf4cGyBk/s1600/P1050438.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E5c1LrAfolo/Tv-upDfFQBI/AAAAAAAACL8/W-byf4cGyBk/s320/P1050438.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/-58KzmIeC12s/Tv-vA-WDx7I/AAAAAAAACMM/UsH3z-L94ws/s1600/P1050494.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-58KzmIeC12s/Tv-vA-WDx7I/AAAAAAAACMM/UsH3z-L94ws/s320/P1050494.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/-Tjdo73NRDEE/Tv-vFvUAzkI/AAAAAAAACMU/vd4YJ1pt_Qk/s1600/P1050479.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Tjdo73NRDEE/Tv-vFvUAzkI/AAAAAAAACMU/vd4YJ1pt_Qk/s320/P1050479.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is going to sound so chliche&amp;nbsp;and I'm surprised I feel this way, but Disneyland was so fun for us.&amp;nbsp; It was just a great way to have fun as a family.&amp;nbsp; It&amp;nbsp;was pretty magical.&amp;nbsp; Nelson and I were talking about how even though we've been home from Montreal for 2 years now, we still think about it all the time.&amp;nbsp; Well, we think about Disneyland all the time too.&amp;nbsp; Those experiences where your family just has great quality time together are the most memorable.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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When we were waiting in the queue to get into the parking lot Hayden rolled down his window and shouted to the kid in the car beside us "I've been waiting for this my whole life!"&amp;nbsp; I should say now that Hayden LOVED Legoland and he still talks about it, now he is more into Legos than ever.&amp;nbsp; For all of us grown-ups, Legoland was great in theory but bad in practice.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hnsTfznX8Xg/Tt1GqbuiMYI/AAAAAAAACJw/EjJ0OZUtjgs/s1600/P1050371.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hnsTfznX8Xg/Tt1GqbuiMYI/AAAAAAAACJw/EjJ0OZUtjgs/s320/P1050371.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We were there on a Friday and I've heard that mid week is better.&amp;nbsp; The place was packed, I don't think they have exclusions on their season passes like Disney does, so there were a lot of locals there.&amp;nbsp; At Disney we never waited in line for the bathroom and there seemed to be always one in good proximity.&amp;nbsp; At Legoland I felt like I had to search and walk a long ways to find a bathroom.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K-l5DEJ-4pI/Tt1GxqjhwVI/AAAAAAAACJ4/ijvm2SoD49k/s1600/P1050376.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K-l5DEJ-4pI/Tt1GxqjhwVI/AAAAAAAACJ4/ijvm2SoD49k/s320/P1050376.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We stood in line for the first ride of the day for 2 hours and the operating hours of the park were 10am-8pm, so much shorter than Disney too (and at Disney the longest we stood in line was 45 min and that was for Princess photos, not a ride).&amp;nbsp; I think that first ride of the day kind of killed it for us.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&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/-bYaO8pF5QLA/Tt1HEAhFDXI/AAAAAAAACKI/Ib1VDfWzwRA/s1600/P1050385.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bYaO8pF5QLA/Tt1HEAhFDXI/AAAAAAAACKI/Ib1VDfWzwRA/s320/P1050385.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Almost all of the rides were designed for very young children, they moved slowly and gradually.&amp;nbsp; Which was great for our aged children, but too much older and it might not be so fun.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0OdE8eN3PXA/Tt1HSAcE5-I/AAAAAAAACKQ/x_w2b7RtbQU/s1600/P1050388.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0OdE8eN3PXA/Tt1HSAcE5-I/AAAAAAAACKQ/x_w2b7RtbQU/s320/P1050388.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I will say that the idea behind Legoland is fantastic because of all the Lego fanatics out there.&amp;nbsp; It was great, it just needed to implement a few of the ideas for Disney to make it worth the trip.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3qQSmX1Xkmk/Tt1IUjt2W8I/AAAAAAAACKY/pBdKWMKa9Jg/s1600/P1050381.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3qQSmX1Xkmk/Tt1IUjt2W8I/AAAAAAAACKY/pBdKWMKa9Jg/s320/P1050381.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Legoland has a waterpark too for an additional fee which we spent some time at.&amp;nbsp; It was nice, but not much more spectacular than the Apex center.&amp;nbsp; They do have free life vests to use for kids but it was so crowded when we went that they didn't have any left.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1LiwpyxheVM/Tt1IYEfN3VI/AAAAAAAACKg/O7EIqamR5eI/s1600/P1050383.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1LiwpyxheVM/Tt1IYEfN3VI/AAAAAAAACKg/O7EIqamR5eI/s320/P1050383.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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We didn't get quite the reaction from the kids that we thought we might but it was a lot of fun.&amp;nbsp; I think they were in a bit of disbelief most of the time.&amp;nbsp; My mom came with us which was a huge help (that's an understatement- we couldn't have enjoyed it without her).&amp;nbsp; &lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z9tztw-Q9WA/Tt0_wL3J6YI/AAAAAAAACIw/nLl69N0Djl0/s1600/P1050311.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z9tztw-Q9WA/Tt0_wL3J6YI/AAAAAAAACIw/nLl69N0Djl0/s320/P1050311.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;First plane trip for the girls.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fowypXcpWcg/Tt0_zyeNISI/AAAAAAAACI4/A1ceKJJavNY/s1600/P1050308.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fowypXcpWcg/Tt0_zyeNISI/AAAAAAAACI4/A1ceKJJavNY/s320/P1050308.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;For memorable one for Hayden.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got in and got our rental car we drove to the hotel and the kids luckily fell asleep in the car and were asleep when we drove past the park.&amp;nbsp; Hayden's reading skills weren't quite what they are now and when we did drive around later that afternoon, Hayden saw the Disneyland Dr. sign and commented what a funny street name Dunnyland Doctor was.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-te9luj3QJkM/Tt1AR1QpdLI/AAAAAAAACJA/zUPrwTaGzN8/s1600/P1050319.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-te9luj3QJkM/Tt1AR1QpdLI/AAAAAAAACJA/zUPrwTaGzN8/s320/P1050319.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Here's the first ride of the trip the Astro-Orbitor.&amp;nbsp; We spent that first morning in Tomorrowland.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-81v-gtfaOPo/Tt1AWn66_kI/AAAAAAAACJI/UiXyw7z3ao0/s1600/P1050322.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-81v-gtfaOPo/Tt1AWn66_kI/AAAAAAAACJI/UiXyw7z3ao0/s320/P1050322.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Chloe behind the wheel on Autopia.&amp;nbsp; Riding with the girls driving here was a recipe for whiplash.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d9U3BLsNCvs/Tt1AcuKzo9I/AAAAAAAACJQ/-pNYRIoSdg8/s1600/P1050331.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d9U3BLsNCvs/Tt1AcuKzo9I/AAAAAAAACJQ/-pNYRIoSdg8/s320/P1050331.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Ella waiting patiently.&amp;nbsp; The kids did great waiting in lines.&amp;nbsp; We felt like the lines were really reasonable too, the longest Disney line we waited in was about 45 minutes and that was to see the Princesses.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Jshm1ieBFns/Tt1BmrPpX6I/AAAAAAAACJY/2HTrE17SyW0/s1600/P1050336.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" dda="true" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Jshm1ieBFns/Tt1BmrPpX6I/AAAAAAAACJY/2HTrE17SyW0/s320/P1050336.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;We played hard the first day (and everyday) and stayed late to see World of Color.&amp;nbsp; The girls slept through that in the stroller but everyone else enjoyed it.&amp;nbsp; We didn't really get any great photos of the water show but Nelson got most of it on video.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N7vFq2z5hno/Tt1BqR-SjLI/AAAAAAAACJg/dzz4bmreu98/s1600/P1050363.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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It was great.&amp;nbsp; I would totally pop for Rockies tickets again over the 4th.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WjR_NlxMvx4/TjDilO9YcQI/AAAAAAAACHQ/M980JEb2A8w/s1600/P1050183.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WjR_NlxMvx4/TjDilO9YcQI/AAAAAAAACHQ/M980JEb2A8w/s320/P1050183.JPG" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Osbl3ArXn_4/TjDindlhRyI/AAAAAAAACHU/zCkgrJyeVRk/s1600/P1050192.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Osbl3ArXn_4/TjDindlhRyI/AAAAAAAACHU/zCkgrJyeVRk/s320/P1050192.JPG" t$="true" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;We went to visit Colin (Nelson's brother) at the Colorado Renaissance Festival.&amp;nbsp; We were there for the Children's weekend Pirates and Princesses.&amp;nbsp; Ella:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Mg0Ig9AW-dA/TjDi22B-8_I/AAAAAAAACHY/OYzNDyRQ8RE/s1600/P1050205.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Mg0Ig9AW-dA/TjDi22B-8_I/AAAAAAAACHY/OYzNDyRQ8RE/s320/P1050205.JPG" t$="true" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Chloe at the Mother Goose booth:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NlBuZRPKrpM/TjDi5YCZZFI/AAAAAAAACHc/Q16kPitb0rc/s1600/P1050206.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NlBuZRPKrpM/TjDi5YCZZFI/AAAAAAAACHc/Q16kPitb0rc/s320/P1050206.JPG" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;The kids with Colin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yLjs_7A81tg/TjDi7xWX28I/AAAAAAAACHg/fr6NXGMkhLU/s1600/P1050216.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yLjs_7A81tg/TjDi7xWX28I/AAAAAAAACHg/fr6NXGMkhLU/s320/P1050216.JPG" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Hayden with a Captain Jack Sparrow.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4kpr9PmtGXk/TjDi_hllpCI/AAAAAAAACHk/G2IyAH0V0KU/s1600/P1050223.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4kpr9PmtGXk/TjDi_hllpCI/AAAAAAAACHk/G2IyAH0V0KU/s320/P1050223.JPG" t$="true" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;We visited the Museum of Nature and Science and the Botanic Gardens.&amp;nbsp; We went camping at Reudi Reservoir (outside of Basalt, between Glenwood and Aspen).&amp;nbsp; Chloe:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_mw9fXq175o/TjDjHyyFmLI/AAAAAAAACHo/5DIOVF4NbEc/s1600/P1050251.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_mw9fXq175o/TjDjHyyFmLI/AAAAAAAACHo/5DIOVF4NbEc/s320/P1050251.JPG" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Nelson caught a fish in the Frying Pan River (A BIG Rainbow Trout).&amp;nbsp; Josh helped him release it because you can only keep small ones in the Gold Medal water.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NjOjSzLnI3A/TjDjK2cCR0I/AAAAAAAACHs/k8UO6l8cV6E/s1600/P1050254.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NjOjSzLnI3A/TjDjK2cCR0I/AAAAAAAACHs/k8UO6l8cV6E/s320/P1050254.JPG" t$="true" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Hayden practiced casting and tried for hours to catch himself a fish - but he said he could share Nelson's catch.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oaqmVztqP3A/TjDjPq3hokI/AAAAAAAACHw/HuCS97zHJL0/s1600/P1050257.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oaqmVztqP3A/TjDjPq3hokI/AAAAAAAACHw/HuCS97zHJL0/s320/P1050257.JPG" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Ella:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T0tyVGaGTeM/TjDjR5caXqI/AAAAAAAACH0/BGk0NRExUDY/s1600/P1050259.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T0tyVGaGTeM/TjDjR5caXqI/AAAAAAAACH0/BGk0NRExUDY/s320/P1050259.JPG" t$="true" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;On the way home we stopped over Loveland Pass.&amp;nbsp; There was still a lot of snow!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h2vqubAJ1P8/TjDjaxla9mI/AAAAAAAACH4/rIUvk_3EsbY/s1600/P1050263.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h2vqubAJ1P8/TjDjaxla9mI/AAAAAAAACH4/rIUvk_3EsbY/s320/P1050263.JPG" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Enough for some snowballs (we even saw some guys witha sled- gave us an idea for next year sledding in July!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OvhVd-lUhOg/TjDjcvE4RTI/AAAAAAAACH8/ISaPh0NDdPM/s1600/P1050268.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OvhVd-lUhOg/TjDjcvE4RTI/AAAAAAAACH8/ISaPh0NDdPM/s320/P1050268.JPG" t$="true" 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/-3-cppgaZm1A/TjDjllleg4I/AAAAAAAACIA/0EcE3PacdSQ/s1600/P1050272.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3-cppgaZm1A/TjDjllleg4I/AAAAAAAACIA/0EcE3PacdSQ/s320/P1050272.JPG" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;We hiked around a bit.&amp;nbsp; So beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3_H3QHkd-pA/TjDjnFIkHLI/AAAAAAAACIE/2rSGlQ26MAA/s1600/P1050281.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3_H3QHkd-pA/TjDjnFIkHLI/AAAAAAAACIE/2rSGlQ26MAA/s320/P1050281.JPG" t$="true" 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/-GVCZ6yTqDQg/TjDjt6qs3uI/AAAAAAAACII/ylAO08GfHjQ/s1600/P1050294.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GVCZ6yTqDQg/TjDjt6qs3uI/AAAAAAAACII/ylAO08GfHjQ/s320/P1050294.JPG" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;While we were on this camping trip I was brushing Hayden's teeth and noticed he has a permanent tooth coming in!&amp;nbsp; He hasn't lost his baby tooth, the permanent tooth is just coming in behind it and his baby tooth is a bit loose but not as much as I would have expected.&amp;nbsp; He has a cleaning on August 15th so if it doesn't fall out they'll let us know if we should wait it out or if they'll pull it then.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heading on our big trip next week!&amp;nbsp; I can't wait.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VNmZYfGpyN4/TjDfGMiJqxI/AAAAAAAACG4/OtN_G-YzvBg/s1600/P1050090.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VNmZYfGpyN4/TjDfGMiJqxI/AAAAAAAACG4/OtN_G-YzvBg/s320/P1050090.JPG" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;We walked around and explored the Rocky Mountain Arsenal.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s2xymD8FdYo/TjDfIvasVqI/AAAAAAAACG8/wFY5G1rsZg0/s1600/P1050134.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s2xymD8FdYo/TjDfIvasVqI/AAAAAAAACG8/wFY5G1rsZg0/s320/P1050134.JPG" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;We spent the day at Cherry Creek State Park swim beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FF3W-WqrD_I/TjDfYpdO3dI/AAAAAAAACHI/Df57hmrVcs4/s320/P1050146.JPG" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;We visited the zoo with our good friends the Petersons and Hayden was the photographer of the day.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yUncow8MBFc/TjDfa78mYzI/AAAAAAAACHM/Kr2MHFZiFmI/s1600/P1050154.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yUncow8MBFc/TjDfa78mYzI/AAAAAAAACHM/Kr2MHFZiFmI/s320/P1050154.JPG" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I should also say since I'm not really posting photos of it- we did 3 2-week long, 5 days/week swim lessons this summer.&amp;nbsp; Hayden can swim now, at least a few yards- he essentially went from not going underwater to getting in trouble with the teacher because he's underwater ALL THE TIME.&amp;nbsp; Chloe isn't letting her feet off the ground but will jump in to the instructor.&amp;nbsp; Ella wouldn't get in at the beginning but is now walked around the very shallow end (2-3 ft deep) but she won't go underwater.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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We've taken advantage of our Butterfly Pavillion membership.&amp;nbsp; Chloe and Hayden always hold Rosie the Tarantula, and the last time we went a few weeks ago Ella did too.&amp;nbsp; Here's Chloe,&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Zv8U0ebktNQ/TjDcBOaxg0I/AAAAAAAACGQ/S3swOISa38Q/s1600/P1050020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Zv8U0ebktNQ/TjDcBOaxg0I/AAAAAAAACGQ/S3swOISa38Q/s320/P1050020.JPG" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;and Hayden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RQ7Az_NYt-A/TjDcE389jcI/AAAAAAAACGU/nKbiK_fXayU/s1600/P1050021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RQ7Az_NYt-A/TjDcE389jcI/AAAAAAAACGU/nKbiK_fXayU/s320/P1050021.JPG" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Hayden and I signed up for a mom and son camp-in at the rec center.&amp;nbsp; It was supposed to be a campout but it rained.&amp;nbsp; There were games, hot dogs, crafts, prizes, homemade doughnuts, and a guy came fromt he Snake Conservation Center.&amp;nbsp; It was fun.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YJm5FoGqnYk/TjDcKUq141I/AAAAAAAACGY/zPZ0lPVY2h8/s1600/P1050030.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YJm5FoGqnYk/TjDcKUq141I/AAAAAAAACGY/zPZ0lPVY2h8/s320/P1050030.JPG" t$="true" 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/-a5LSaY5K5l4/TjDcOJxQALI/AAAAAAAACGc/q5Qbxxx3KYg/s1600/P1050031.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a5LSaY5K5l4/TjDcOJxQALI/AAAAAAAACGc/q5Qbxxx3KYg/s320/P1050031.JPG" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;For Memorial Day we went camping in Eleven Mile Canyon (near Lake George about 45 minutes West of Colorado Springs).&amp;nbsp; We went into the Springs and went to Cave of the Winds, the Garden of the Gods, and ate dinner at the Flying W Chuckwagon.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PedcNLrZ5_g/TjDcSlkSUSI/AAAAAAAACGg/UVfx4depju0/s1600/P1050043.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PedcNLrZ5_g/TjDcSlkSUSI/AAAAAAAACGg/UVfx4depju0/s320/P1050043.JPG" t$="true" 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/-fJne-WAqhxw/TjDcf68dADI/AAAAAAAACGk/WXSJzmJw6mg/s1600/P1050058.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fJne-WAqhxw/TjDcf68dADI/AAAAAAAACGk/WXSJzmJw6mg/s320/P1050058.JPG" t$="true" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4aeA5Pp6aHw/TjDcw6j8BQI/AAAAAAAACGw/iC5_m4Yf77o/s1600/P1050072.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4aeA5Pp6aHw/TjDcw6j8BQI/AAAAAAAACGw/iC5_m4Yf77o/s320/P1050072.JPG" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;After our hike the kids played in the South Platte river (it's the river that runs through Eleven Mile Canyon) and Hayden took a load off.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QZ0n3wme2h4/TjDczibitbI/AAAAAAAACG0/7E5LPta6nnM/s1600/P1050074.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QZ0n3wme2h4/TjDczibitbI/AAAAAAAACG0/7E5LPta6nnM/s320/P1050074.JPG" t$="true" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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This week has been such a strange one.&amp;nbsp; We were out of town over the weekend, so we missed church and the kids were home sick from school Monday and Tuesday.&amp;nbsp; It's been nice to have a couple&amp;nbsp;of down days.&amp;nbsp; I'd say that I can't wait for them to be out of school in a couple weeks but I'm afraid that a couple weeks into summer, I'll be wishing for the opposite.&amp;nbsp; Although, I do have a long list of things to do to keep us occupied this summer.&amp;nbsp; I am very excited.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday morning we headed out of town to see my grandma and to scatter my dad's ashes.&amp;nbsp; We stopped on the way to scatter the ashes in a river.&amp;nbsp; It was kind of rainy and soggy, but the gray clouds provided a nice contrast with the red cliffs.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&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; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BOLV4hvV_aw/TcHDktFMHBI/AAAAAAAACFg/ro15HIVGGRg/s320/P1040991.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;While we were in Grand Junction we visited GG and my cousins.&amp;nbsp; We stopped in at Cabela's and the kids got pop guns.&amp;nbsp; Here they are with Cisco.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AY-BVK8zNJY/TcHDoeBT8TI/AAAAAAAACFk/IJetD743cV4/s1600/P1040997.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/-AY-BVK8zNJY/TcHDoeBT8TI/AAAAAAAACFk/IJetD743cV4/s320/P1040997.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Chloe and Josh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-npZwOhL3DCg/TcHDskwrJcI/AAAAAAAACFo/aPJXuZCtbeo/s1600/P1040999.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/-npZwOhL3DCg/TcHDskwrJcI/AAAAAAAACFo/aPJXuZCtbeo/s320/P1040999.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;All the great-grandkids and GG.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X_ll8Zk1tAo/TcHDvU_TT-I/AAAAAAAACFs/Dh4L8cBUt2A/s1600/P1050003.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/-X_ll8Zk1tAo/TcHDvU_TT-I/AAAAAAAACFs/Dh4L8cBUt2A/s320/P1050003.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;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;It's been over that since I last posted!&amp;nbsp; So much for goals.&amp;nbsp; The best part is I hardly have any photos that I've taken since I last posted.&amp;nbsp; I think there are about 30, 26 or so Hayden took.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Hayden's new obsession.&amp;nbsp; Lego Indiana Jones.&amp;nbsp; Legos.&amp;nbsp; Indiana Jones where Dad fast forwards through the scary parts.&amp;nbsp; And swimming.&amp;nbsp; And the Wild Kratts TV show on PBS.&amp;nbsp; And creature powers (see previous).&amp;nbsp; I was just saying a few weeks ago how I wondered how old kids were when they really got into Legos.&amp;nbsp; At our house it was 5 and 5 months.&amp;nbsp; And we're starting allowance since his birthday is still 6+ months away and all I hear all day is "When can I get the Lego police station?".&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tv3GkRRAwh0/TaUPZLUWXoI/AAAAAAAACFU/vyly3HT391U/s1600/P1040916.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/-tv3GkRRAwh0/TaUPZLUWXoI/AAAAAAAACFU/vyly3HT391U/s320/P1040916.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;﻿Chloe is sweet one minute and rage the next.&amp;nbsp; She goes&amp;nbsp;between snuggling up to me and telling me how much she loves me to telling me I'm not a nice mommy about 10 times a day.&amp;nbsp; At breakfast she either tells you she wants to sit by you or she cries because Ella's "looking at her".&amp;nbsp; She's&amp;nbsp;a fish and we took her out of dance class for swimming, she started tonight.&amp;nbsp; She says she wants to be a princess when she grows up.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Ella is a doll most of the time.&amp;nbsp; She doesn't like to listen though which can frustrate me.&amp;nbsp; She is FINALLY potty trained (knock on wood).&amp;nbsp; It's been about 2 weeks and I am thrilled.&amp;nbsp; She seems to do most things in her own time but when she learns them she learns them well.&amp;nbsp; She gets on the bus and goes to school with Hayden without complaint.&amp;nbsp; She loves to sing and she loves her dance class.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Nelson is busy busy busy at his new job.&amp;nbsp; He works from home most evenings and some every weekend.&amp;nbsp; We're both trying to get in shape.&amp;nbsp; I'm secretly making Easter dresses for the girls.&amp;nbsp; We are learning that this settling in to a new house and a new neighborhood doesn't come easily after we'd been mostly unsettled our entire married life.&amp;nbsp; We talk and dream about the next adventure without realizing this experience is an adventure in itself.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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When we had Christmas with the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lamprecht's&lt;/span&gt; we had family photos taken. Here is the one of our immediate family and an extra that was snapped of hammy Hayden. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558161588058937330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TSKOhBR5V_I/AAAAAAAACEw/xCLqB6m5BjQ/s400/hayden.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 321px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558161583503934338" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TSKOgwT5g4I/AAAAAAAACEo/w0FL6O0_pvA/s400/family.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I think they turned out very nice.  It was a cold day but much better having cold kids than kids running around in a photography studio.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Christmas this year didn't go exactly as planned.  My dad went to the hospital on Monday 12/20, for a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;COPD&lt;/span&gt; exacerbation.  He was transferred to a hospice Wednesday evening 12/22 with the thought that when he got back to a more normal breathing pattern he would go home on hospice (I think we all thought that would be just a few days).  Thursday afternoon when my mom went back to the hospice he wasn't really conscious (if you shouted his name he would try to open his eyes and roll his head toward you).  The doctor that came in that night said that he'd be surprised if he made it through the night Thursday.  My mom spent the night there on Thursday, and Friday for Christmas Eve we'd planned on having Chinese take-out with my family.  So Nelson and I brought in Chinese to the hospice, and we all ate and then sat in the room with my dad and watched Song of the South (I'd gotten that for him for Christmas).  Late Christmas morning when the kids had finished opening presents I drove down to the hospice to let my mom go home and take a shower and eat some breakfast.  After I'd been there for an hour or so I felt like my dad's breathing had become very shallow.  Soon, he was only taking a breath about 4 times a minute, the nurse came in, I called my mom to tell her it was very soon and a few minutes later my dad had passed away.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The nurses at the hospice were incredible, they performed a huge service to my family and my dad.  The same nurse was there on Christmas Eve and Christmas day and that was a huge comfort for me.  She had talked to me about how even though it was not so great for it to be on Christmas for us that was a great present for my father that he was no longer struggling for each breath, that the suffering was over.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We invited my mom and brother to come to our house Christmas night and we had a nice evening together.  My dad always bought us these weird gifts.  This year he had bought us these feet scrubbing sandals for the shower.  We decided we'll have to buy weird "dad gifts" every year now for each other.  We are all handling it a little different than we thought we would but we're getting through it.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nelson got 3 bereavement days, took a vacation day and had New Year's Eve off.  That was a huge blessing for me to be able to sleep and check out a little bit for a whole week.  It was nice for us to have some down time as a family at home.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now we're back to real life so-to-speak.  Nelson's at work, the kid's go back to school, and I'm turning 32 tomorrow.  Next week I'm getting &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lasik&lt;/span&gt; for my birthday present. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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Maybe it will be a new year's resolution, maybe I shouldn't jinx it by making it one.  I'll just try a little harder to actually take photos and post them.  There. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe how fast time goes by anymore.  It is extremely unsettling to me.  There's nothing I can do about it but try to savor the moments.  Hayden is generally a real hand-full, he always knows what to say when you try to correct him and he know how to work around things.  He'd be a great lawyer some day.  Despite that though, I am so impressed by how good natured he is.  He gets mad at his sisters and has been known to hit them occasionally but now that he and Ella ride the bus together he really takes good care of her.  I tell him he can sit by whomever he'd like but he almost always stays will Ella.  His teacher at preschool never has enough good things to say about him and in particular talks about how kind he is to the kids in his class with special needs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chloe has a tough-as-nails facade but is a marshmallow inside.  When Ella started school, Chloe was fine with it but got her own backpack packed herself a changed of clothes and carried it around the house.  I signed her up for a preschool at someone in our church's house and she was really clingy and cried.  Right now she is really affectionate and always telling us she loves us.  When we left the Nelson's parent's house the other night (we'd brought 2 cars) she was really worried about leaving daddy behind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ella seems to be doing pretty good at preschool.  She says in the mornings sometimes that she doesn't want to go but never cries when it is time to leave or get on the bus.  Her teacher is Miss Michelle and she calls her Miss Chelle.  She has fallen asleep on the bus one time on the way home.  Her bus drivers are wonderful.  She is definitely more tired in the afternoons and while she isn't taking naps as often as I'd hope, she often comes home from the bus and goes up and lays in her bed for 20 minutes or so to decompress.  She carries her backpack around at home almost all the time now too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my slacker blogging update: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working in reverse:  Chloe so thrilled to be decorating cookies...again.  But despite the look on her face little miss attitude was the last of the grandchildren to tire of the cookie decorating. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TQ6ygnjyHlI/AAAAAAAACEc/5NZxUgaCgu8/s1600/P1040775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552571664039026258" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TQ6ygnjyHlI/AAAAAAAACEc/5NZxUgaCgu8/s400/P1040775.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We cut down our Christmas tree.  The house smells great and the kids are loving it.  They are very into Santa this year.  Chloe was telling her friend the other day how Santa doesn't want her to suck her thumb anymore.  Hayden is very interested in all the details of where Santa parks his reindeer etc.  I have a feeling Santa wono't last long with him, he's very investigative.  Nelson says I'm not allowed to answer any Santa questions and that I need to defer those to him.  He's afraid I'll blow the cover.  When we were downtown for the parade of lights there were two guys dressed as Santa walking down the street together and Ella yelled "Hi Santa!", the fact that there were two of them didn't seem to phase anyone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TQ6ygKsUlUI/AAAAAAAACEU/cg6KUc_Wpcg/s1600/P1040770.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552571656290211138" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TQ6ygKsUlUI/AAAAAAAACEU/cg6KUc_Wpcg/s400/P1040770.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nelson's work kid-party was at Pump It Up.  The kids had a ball and then got cupcakes, juice, granola bars, fruit snacks and a stocking full of goodies to go.  Then later that day we went downtown, saw Megamind, ate dinner, checked in to the hotel and saw the Parade of Lights.  The next morning we swam in the outdoor hotel pool that was steaming but really not that warm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TQ6yf4IIuTI/AAAAAAAACEM/fplDvwTEBGo/s1600/P1040760.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552571651306600754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TQ6yf4IIuTI/AAAAAAAACEM/fplDvwTEBGo/s400/P1040760.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/_chNyZTtrjjo/TQ6yft_27UI/AAAAAAAACEE/rLe4ES5imRo/s1600/P1040756.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552571648587525442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TQ6yft_27UI/AAAAAAAACEE/rLe4ES5imRo/s400/P1040756.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know this is technically November but we hosted Thanksgiving.  We had 11 pies for 10 adults and 3 kids.  I really don't know why we bothered with everything else.  We had lots of fun playing the Kinect and eating, then we all went to see Tangled. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TQ6yfbdO0iI/AAAAAAAACD8/8uS2_AgQUCM/s1600/P1040750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552571643610452514" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TQ6yfbdO0iI/AAAAAAAACD8/8uS2_AgQUCM/s400/P1040750.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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Starting mid-October with Nelson's birthday, then Hayden's, the Halloween, then Thanksgiving, the girls' birthday, Christmas, and my birthday at the very beginning of January. We figured out this year that we can't wait until October to start thinking about Halloween. It's just too late. And I think that Halloween is one of our family's things. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now that October is coming to a close I'll post some of the stuff we've been up to working backwards:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our Ward Truck or Treat, I decided last minute to dress up.  I forgot my hat in this photo.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532930085419982978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TMjqmRSHoII/AAAAAAAACDs/37if_WWenrs/s400/P1040709.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hayden's birthday party- a success!  Pinata-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ing&lt;/span&gt; that eyeball with his sword.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532930078620560226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TMjql39Aq2I/AAAAAAAACDk/JzPwEZWihcE/s400/P1040675.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Finally comfortable enough for face-painting at the Rocky Mountain Arsenal Wildlife Refuge Round-up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532929455693582322" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TMjqBnXpT_I/AAAAAAAACDc/O9soO9Lb0TY/s400/P1040667.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Picking Pumpkins at Rock Creek Farms&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532929446556882642" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TMjqBFVSVtI/AAAAAAAACDU/8WQD72dTMt8/s400/P1040657.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Feeding Horses and Picking Apples at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;YaYa&lt;/span&gt; Orchards, nothing compared to Quebec, but still fun.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532929431313681106" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TMjqAMjBitI/AAAAAAAACDE/FOblQ0Atgck/s400/P1040637.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Halloween dress rehearsal.  Two princesses and a knight.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532929439301737714" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TMjqAqThnPI/AAAAAAAACDM/m1w3GJLUXt8/s400/P1040643.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Starting off October with Lakewood Cider Days.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532929418949171746" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TMjp_efGGiI/AAAAAAAACC8/5hN-SsUxouE/s400/P1040633.JPG" /&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;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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Since he had lots of frequent flier miles plus a free ticket and lots of hotel points we were thinking about going to Hawaii. We went back and forth about it for a long time, never made a decision, and then Nelson took a new job and didn't have any vacation. So we took Labor Day weekend to San Francisco. It was our first time away and I really missed the kids but it wasn't as hard as I thought it would be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKUf0DTbg0I/AAAAAAAACCs/Frd31sxokkI/s1600/P1040487.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522855497140241218" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKUf0DTbg0I/AAAAAAAACCs/Frd31sxokkI/s400/P1040487.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; SF's crooked street&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKUfz1KWP3I/AAAAAAAACCk/x6gPQvcLgeI/s1600/P1040492.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522855493344051058" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKUfz1KWP3I/AAAAAAAACCk/x6gPQvcLgeI/s400/P1040492.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cable car tracks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKUGVIbH1zI/AAAAAAAACCc/QN_mZWx8ZtY/s1600/P1040534.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522827478148044594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKUGVIbH1zI/AAAAAAAACCc/QN_mZWx8ZtY/s400/P1040534.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKUGUtmgOhI/AAAAAAAACCU/8nNkWlCbo7g/s1600/P1040536.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522827470948022802" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKUGUtmgOhI/AAAAAAAACCU/8nNkWlCbo7g/s400/P1040536.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aquariums&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKUGUcpKCMI/AAAAAAAACCM/sNJAYORWRHE/s1600/P1040541.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522827466395748546" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKUGUcpKCMI/AAAAAAAACCM/sNJAYORWRHE/s400/P1040541.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKUGT7MG3FI/AAAAAAAACCE/fFzUuSd5-Sk/s1600/P1040544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522827457415535698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKUGT7MG3FI/AAAAAAAACCE/fFzUuSd5-Sk/s400/P1040544.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alcatraz, I'd been wanting to do it for awhile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKUGTt2RAwI/AAAAAAAACB8/7FaPktkx_Z4/s1600/P1040556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522827453834265346" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKUGTt2RAwI/AAAAAAAACB8/7FaPktkx_Z4/s400/P1040556.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shower, anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKUFwpR3vhI/AAAAAAAACB0/KPvJcF__UEg/s1600/P1040572.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522826851312451090" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKUFwpR3vhI/AAAAAAAACB0/KPvJcF__UEg/s400/P1040572.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's small even without a bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKUFwMrQ-1I/AAAAAAAACBs/s9iI2q8P8zs/s1600/P1040573.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522826843634334546" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKUFwMrQ-1I/AAAAAAAACBs/s9iI2q8P8zs/s400/P1040573.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the streets in SF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKUFv0ee3TI/AAAAAAAACBk/Ch-n0wueXPs/s1600/P1040593.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522826837138267442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKUFv0ee3TI/AAAAAAAACBk/Ch-n0wueXPs/s400/P1040593.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Golden Gate Bridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKUFvV60ERI/AAAAAAAACBc/6K1iprSDsOg/s1600/P1040600.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522826828935598354" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKUFvV60ERI/AAAAAAAACBc/6K1iprSDsOg/s400/P1040600.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Historic street cars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKUFu9bfSyI/AAAAAAAACBU/n9_wPvBLtcE/s1600/P1040610.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522826822361762594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKUFu9bfSyI/AAAAAAAACBU/n9_wPvBLtcE/s400/P1040610.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And of course lots of good food.  Clam Chowder in sourdough bread bowls, Chinatown... and even though the Chinatown in Montreal is smaller I couldn't find what I wanted in SF's Chinatown- a good Chinese bakery... maybe it's the french influence in Montreal.  &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;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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I hadn't been there as an adult and it is a really beautiful and majestic place.  I loved it.  The kids played in the sand, we hiked and had good company. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKT9euLQL2I/AAAAAAAACBM/kiF4pmXZrDM/s1600/P1040451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522817747296202594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKT9euLQL2I/AAAAAAAACBM/kiF4pmXZrDM/s400/P1040451.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKT9eQf_scI/AAAAAAAACBE/F-pCs9JDjuc/s1600/P1040450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522817739330138562" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKT9eQf_scI/AAAAAAAACBE/F-pCs9JDjuc/s400/P1040450.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We took the kids one morning and hiked to Delicate Arch.  They did great, though I'm not sure we could've done it without Rachael and Brady keeping tabs on Hayden.  It is a 3 mile round trip hike that's considered strenuous with exposure to heights.  Hayden did it all and the girls really hardly had to be carried at all, they probably did at least 2 1/2 miles of it.  In this picture of Nelson and Ella you can see the slick rock and the tiny dot people walking up it in the background. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKT9eIV28kI/AAAAAAAACA8/-TRbCvOjtXI/s1600/P1040433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522817737140138562" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKT9eIV28kI/AAAAAAAACA8/-TRbCvOjtXI/s400/P1040433.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Delicate Arch.  You can walk up right underneath it, but since I'm afraid of heights, I stayed put.  Brady and Rachael went over underneath it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKT9dmD24UI/AAAAAAAACA0/DY6Sn0RmTaI/s1600/P1040430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522817727937831234" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKT9dmD24UI/AAAAAAAACA0/DY6Sn0RmTaI/s400/P1040430.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this is part of Double Arch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKT7996OcEI/AAAAAAAACAs/EUcFV-u_rtY/s1600/P1040407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522816085072441410" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKT7996OcEI/AAAAAAAACAs/EUcFV-u_rtY/s400/P1040407.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Balancing Rock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKT79nWW4_I/AAAAAAAACAk/yN_dO0bC1EA/s1600/P1040405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522816079016420338" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKT79nWW4_I/AAAAAAAACAk/yN_dO0bC1EA/s400/P1040405.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hayden was a little attached to Rachael.  Ok, a lot.  I think he was a little jealous of Brady. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKT79KX5jmI/AAAAAAAACAc/Be488UhGsnA/s1600/P1040401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522816071238258274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKT79KX5jmI/AAAAAAAACAc/Be488UhGsnA/s400/P1040401.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKT78-BETyI/AAAAAAAACAU/nfMRw21YZ_s/s1600/P1040396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522816067921268514" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKT78-BETyI/AAAAAAAACAU/nfMRw21YZ_s/s400/P1040396.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKT78P7pVZI/AAAAAAAACAM/u2EDPLcHzhQ/s1600/P1040366.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522816055550498194" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKT78P7pVZI/AAAAAAAACAM/u2EDPLcHzhQ/s400/P1040366.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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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GG is 97 and doesn't generally venture out to Denver so we stop and see her very chance we get.  Here's the kids with GG and Dylan (my cousin's son). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKTm-MMvrQI/AAAAAAAAB_c/_kszOBXyt2Q/s1600/P1040225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522792999164030210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKTm-MMvrQI/AAAAAAAAB_c/_kszOBXyt2Q/s400/P1040225.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All the great-grandkids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKTm9478jfI/AAAAAAAAB_U/bJuPUdM-K_c/s1600/P1040224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522792993993297394" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKTm9478jfI/AAAAAAAAB_U/bJuPUdM-K_c/s400/P1040224.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When we got to Utah one of the things I wanted to do was float in the Great Salt Lake. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKTk8rGOyKI/AAAAAAAAB_M/R0KK8pI2Jaw/s1600/P1040227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522790774075213986" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKTk8rGOyKI/AAAAAAAAB_M/R0KK8pI2Jaw/s400/P1040227.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's Hayden pushing me around by my feet while I'm floating. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKTk7lKkRtI/AAAAAAAAB_E/WbL0dXlKnuE/s1600/P1040237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522790755302917842" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKTk7lKkRtI/AAAAAAAAB_E/WbL0dXlKnuE/s400/P1040237.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hayden and Chloe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKTk6wMctAI/AAAAAAAAB-8/QNE1nICG9bY/s1600/P1040235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522790741083730946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKTk6wMctAI/AAAAAAAAB-8/QNE1nICG9bY/s400/P1040235.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ella and Dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKTk6CSbbII/AAAAAAAAB-0/b7Bt1KYnoT8/s1600/P1040234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522790728760781954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKTk6CSbbII/AAAAAAAAB-0/b7Bt1KYnoT8/s400/P1040234.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trekking through the hot sand down to the lake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKTk47k3WGI/AAAAAAAAB-s/87DGYnZu878/s1600/P1040233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522790709779191906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKTk47k3WGI/AAAAAAAAB-s/87DGYnZu878/s400/P1040233.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So I know that swimming in the Salt Lake sounds kind of gross.  But honestly I expected much worse.  The water wasn't too gross- just super salty and when Hayden rubbed his eyes with his wet hands you would have thought the world was ending.  The grossest thing there were the salt fleas.  The mostly hung out right at the shore line and when you approach them they move in waves like a school of fish being spooked.  And, where we were, Antelope Island there are showers so you don't itch the whole way home.  And I know it's weird, but that's us, we love quirky tourist things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanksgiving Point is about halfway between Provo and Salt Lake.  It's a big attraction with an IMAX, Dino museum, farm, and gardens.  We only went to the farm and gardens.  At the farm the kids all got free pony rides, that was the best. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKTiIbQ3cwI/AAAAAAAAB-k/4YM99Z9DCe0/s1600/P1040270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522787677448401666" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKTiIbQ3cwI/AAAAAAAAB-k/4YM99Z9DCe0/s400/P1040270.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ella sat on the horse for about 2 minutes and tthe decided it wasn't for her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKTiHo3rZKI/AAAAAAAAB-c/C-8QXSUSG1E/s1600/P1040266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522787663920981154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKTiHo3rZKI/AAAAAAAAB-c/C-8QXSUSG1E/s400/P1040266.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hayden was so proud he was on the tallest horse. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKTiHHyMWkI/AAAAAAAAB-U/0JKw7AwOnoE/s1600/P1040260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522787655039605314" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKTiHHyMWkI/AAAAAAAAB-U/0JKw7AwOnoE/s400/P1040260.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Chloe loved it&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKTiGq6Su9I/AAAAAAAAB-M/vZFa88s1K8g/s1600/P1040256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522787647288949714" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKTiGq6Su9I/AAAAAAAAB-M/vZFa88s1K8g/s400/P1040256.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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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Robyn made all the little girls matching dresses and hair bows.  The bows didn't last long with my girls but they were cute nonetheless. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKTPB9ffVbI/AAAAAAAAB-E/wY78_4xu5qM/s1600/P1040275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522766675656529330" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKTPB9ffVbI/AAAAAAAAB-E/wY78_4xu5qM/s400/P1040275.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bonding with uncle Colin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKTPBUXm5lI/AAAAAAAAB98/YO3xqvBW5ZM/s1600/P1040277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522766664617616978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKTPBUXm5lI/AAAAAAAAB98/YO3xqvBW5ZM/s400/P1040277.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hayden and his princess Tess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKTPA_cKmTI/AAAAAAAAB90/CYMLL9gRydc/s1600/P1040284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522766658999589170" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKTPA_cKmTI/AAAAAAAAB90/CYMLL9gRydc/s400/P1040284.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Chloe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKTPARuZwSI/AAAAAAAAB9s/AgaSUjoDOjI/s1600/P1040290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522766646728048930" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKTPARuZwSI/AAAAAAAAB9s/AgaSUjoDOjI/s400/P1040290.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brady and Rachael and the Lamprecht side nieces and nephews&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKTOXlrheMI/AAAAAAAAB9k/QxpRX0BbgxM/s1600/P1040307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522765947710044354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKTOXlrheMI/AAAAAAAAB9k/QxpRX0BbgxM/s400/P1040307.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brady and Rachael&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKTOXGQJQwI/AAAAAAAAB9c/EqAdnXnT2Os/s1600/P1040304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522765939273712386" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKTOXGQJQwI/AAAAAAAAB9c/EqAdnXnT2Os/s400/P1040304.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hayden and Kambria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKTOW7tImgI/AAAAAAAAB9U/BWD47_BWRVw/s1600/P1040301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522765936442513922" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKTOW7tImgI/AAAAAAAAB9U/BWD47_BWRVw/s400/P1040301.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ella and Weston couldn't get enough of each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKTOWUbOtFI/AAAAAAAAB9M/mv3SZOWXKQo/s1600/P1040296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522765925898433618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKTOWUbOtFI/AAAAAAAAB9M/mv3SZOWXKQo/s400/P1040296.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKTOV5v1eGI/AAAAAAAAB9E/xPWMkKNVBmI/s1600/P1040292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522765918737102946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKTOV5v1eGI/AAAAAAAAB9E/xPWMkKNVBmI/s400/P1040292.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the wedding we went to Temple Square&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKTNtp_D56I/AAAAAAAAB88/YQ4sx1yaqAc/s1600/P1040314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522765227311228834" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKTNtp_D56I/AAAAAAAAB88/YQ4sx1yaqAc/s400/P1040314.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our last day we went to This is the Place Heritage Park.  It was some kind of free day and a total zoo, but we still had fun with crafts, potato sack races and the petting zoo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKTNjysJXiI/AAAAAAAAB80/Z41kVk6lvcU/s1600/P1040316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522765057849122338" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKTNjysJXiI/AAAAAAAAB80/Z41kVk6lvcU/s400/P1040316.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKTNjcQEJoI/AAAAAAAAB8s/14_tACdD248/s1600/P1040320.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522765051825759874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKTNjcQEJoI/AAAAAAAAB8s/14_tACdD248/s400/P1040320.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKTNi_cc8CI/AAAAAAAAB8k/5HLVghffntQ/s1600/P1040328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522765044093087778" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKTNi_cc8CI/AAAAAAAAB8k/5HLVghffntQ/s400/P1040328.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;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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It happened for a few days, and then we tried to transition him to a bigger bike and then he didn't do it anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKTI4vDGYCI/AAAAAAAAB70/DQaAPie5VuI/s1600/P1040097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522759920090767394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKTI4vDGYCI/AAAAAAAAB70/DQaAPie5VuI/s400/P1040097.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some Easter photos:&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKTGtIaOdzI/AAAAAAAAB7s/HROOZHrgpRw/s1600/P1040091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522757521716967218" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKTGtIaOdzI/AAAAAAAAB7s/HROOZHrgpRw/s400/P1040091.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to post this one.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKTGskKfWpI/AAAAAAAAB7k/2arIuH9sgqM/s1600/P1040084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522757511987288722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKTGskKfWpI/AAAAAAAAB7k/2arIuH9sgqM/s400/P1040084.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKTGsLJ9uDI/AAAAAAAAB7c/wbup_5xH8Eg/s1600/P1040079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522757505274198066" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKTGsLJ9uDI/AAAAAAAAB7c/wbup_5xH8Eg/s400/P1040079.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKTGroHqaWI/AAAAAAAAB7U/rOwXPOKNITQ/s1600/P1040078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522757495869303138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKTGroHqaWI/AAAAAAAAB7U/rOwXPOKNITQ/s400/P1040078.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKTGrQN6aKI/AAAAAAAAB7M/obNAGkk73WY/s1600/P1040074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522757489453066402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKTGrQN6aKI/AAAAAAAAB7M/obNAGkk73WY/s400/P1040074.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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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        &lt;/script&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5537661-5714840031507814648?l=lamprechts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lamprechts.blogspot.com/feeds/5714840031507814648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5537661&amp;postID=5714840031507814648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5537661/posts/default/5714840031507814648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5537661/posts/default/5714840031507814648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lamprechts.blogspot.com/2010/09/marchapril-2010.html' title='March/April 2010'/><author><name>Leah and family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02036756337803811340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKTI5IMwWkI/AAAAAAAAB78/NkdewlHEKp0/s72-c/P1040167.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5537661.post-2775989467932885257</id><published>2010-09-30T10:44:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T11:03:05.124-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Palmyra, October 2009</title><content type='html'>When the family left Montreal in October of last year, Nelson took the better part of a week off to help us drive home.   We stopped in Palmyra, New York.  It is a small town of seemingly little consequence, but to Mormons it hold great significance.  Joseph Smith's family lived on a farm outside Palmyra when he had the first vision of God the Father and Jesus Christ.  It happened somewhere in this grove of trees behind their home, now called the Sacred Grove. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKS_uajJ0WI/AAAAAAAAB7E/lgjW7_bbB18/s1600/P1030926.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522749847184724322" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKS_uajJ0WI/AAAAAAAAB7E/lgjW7_bbB18/s400/P1030926.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When we walked from the farm into the Sacred Grove everything seemed to suddenly grow quiet and still despite the breeze and rain that was falling that day.  The beauty of this region of the country (especially in October) adds to the power you already feel there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKS_t84TBzI/AAAAAAAAB68/62QXMXCsmis/s1600/P1030915.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522749839220344626" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKS_t84TBzI/AAAAAAAAB68/62QXMXCsmis/s400/P1030915.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKS_tavOZFI/AAAAAAAAB60/Sy8uE8-TgKA/s1600/P1030909.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522749830055486546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKS_tavOZFI/AAAAAAAAB60/Sy8uE8-TgKA/s400/P1030909.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the Smith home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKS_tPQy2cI/AAAAAAAAB6s/yKBne6jvGyE/s1600/P1030906.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522749826975062466" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKS_tPQy2cI/AAAAAAAAB6s/yKBne6jvGyE/s400/P1030906.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And the Smith farm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKS_ss2eb2I/AAAAAAAAB6k/p5-RMQU3xlE/s1600/P1030903.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522749817737867106" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKS_ss2eb2I/AAAAAAAAB6k/p5-RMQU3xlE/s400/P1030903.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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Hayden is off to preschool.  Here's Ella,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKS6HDB6eMI/AAAAAAAAB6c/RdLfS5RVf18/s1600/P1040627.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522743673298254018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKS6HDB6eMI/AAAAAAAAB6c/RdLfS5RVf18/s400/P1040627.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and Chloe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKS6GuwgzfI/AAAAAAAAB6U/Cq-hnnEJFc4/s1600/P1040626.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522743667856559602" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKS6GuwgzfI/AAAAAAAAB6U/Cq-hnnEJFc4/s400/P1040626.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And here are some house pictures too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKS5WyDyFcI/AAAAAAAAB6M/f9WwEcGKA3g/s1600/P1040618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522742844108969410" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKS5WyDyFcI/AAAAAAAAB6M/f9WwEcGKA3g/s400/P1040618.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is from the front door.  There are stairs to the left, upstairs there are four bedrooms; ours, Hayden has his own, ther girls share, and Nelson is using one as an office.  When you walk in there is the living room opening to the dining room. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKS5WcLhuNI/AAAAAAAAB6E/hZpFxGFGmkE/s1600/P1040615.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522742838235871442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKS5WcLhuNI/AAAAAAAAB6E/hZpFxGFGmkE/s400/P1040615.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKS5V-XfB0I/AAAAAAAAB58/cHl6HjPgJBA/s1600/P1040614.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522742830232962882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKS5V-XfB0I/AAAAAAAAB58/cHl6HjPgJBA/s400/P1040614.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you walk past the dining room into the family room, eating area, kitchen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKS5U--r-WI/AAAAAAAAB50/q32sFPhsL54/s1600/P1040613.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522742813217519970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKS5U--r-WI/AAAAAAAAB50/q32sFPhsL54/s400/P1040613.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKS5UB2rJHI/AAAAAAAAB5s/kwab1iVzWwM/s1600/P1040612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522742796809348210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TKS5UB2rJHI/AAAAAAAAB5s/kwab1iVzWwM/s400/P1040612.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I had everything cleaned up the other day and ready to snap some photos and then I found out the battery on my camera was dead.  Things don't stay cleaned up too long around here, and I thought I'd better stop putting this off or it would never happen.  I know the photos aren't great, but they're something and maybe I'll get some better ones up soon.  &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;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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Hayden carried around his firefighter action figure the entire morning and showed each it to each firefighter. Sometimes I think I unfairly treat hayden like he is 15 but when you see him inside a firetruck and how his face lights up at simple things, I remember he is only (almost) 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TJeIAOAlE0I/AAAAAAAAB5k/Oq1AlTT0W64/s1600/IMG_0023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519029405707735874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TJeIAOAlE0I/AAAAAAAAB5k/Oq1AlTT0W64/s400/IMG_0023.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TJeH_e2RTmI/AAAAAAAAB5c/seMNdGlbDkY/s1600/IMG_0021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519029393048030818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TJeH_e2RTmI/AAAAAAAAB5c/seMNdGlbDkY/s400/IMG_0021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TJeC2A9NlwI/AAAAAAAAB5U/3ED3S8uuB6c/s1600/IMG_0020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519023732847122178" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TJeC2A9NlwI/AAAAAAAAB5U/3ED3S8uuB6c/s400/IMG_0020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TJeC1gwmmlI/AAAAAAAAB5M/Dl6cEYH04Po/s1600/IMG_0019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519023724204300882" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TJeC1gwmmlI/AAAAAAAAB5M/Dl6cEYH04Po/s400/IMG_0019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TJeC1cK9XDI/AAAAAAAAB5E/hcy5cieq7Dw/s1600/IMG_0017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519023722972666930" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TJeC1cK9XDI/AAAAAAAAB5E/hcy5cieq7Dw/s400/IMG_0017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TJeC04WNo3I/AAAAAAAAB48/xdWqwI6OX3g/s1600/IMG_0016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519023713356194674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TJeC04WNo3I/AAAAAAAAB48/xdWqwI6OX3g/s400/IMG_0016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TJeC0bM_ZuI/AAAAAAAAB40/gUI_jzEJrL0/s1600/IMG_0015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519023705532884706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/TJeC0bM_ZuI/AAAAAAAAB40/gUI_jzEJrL0/s400/IMG_0015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;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;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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These falls are actually 30m (over 90ft) high than Niagara. They were beautiful, though not as spectacular as Niagara...but at Niagara you pay for it by having to deal with the Vegas Strip type tourism. The volume of water coming over the falls obviously doesn't compare but Montmorency was much more serene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/Ssep4WDaVRI/AAAAAAAAB1k/LBxisRPvdGE/s1600-h/P1030526.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388462264629744914" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/Ssep4WDaVRI/AAAAAAAAB1k/LBxisRPvdGE/s400/P1030526.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You can even walk over the falls. For me it was nice because they put down plywood over the slats in the wood so you can't see underneath you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/Ssep3ux-rtI/AAAAAAAAB1Y/dJpkCxhteQY/s1600-h/P1030499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388462254087646930" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/Ssep3ux-rtI/AAAAAAAAB1Y/dJpkCxhteQY/s400/P1030499.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since we had three young children with us and no backpack babycarriers, we took the gondola up. We ate lunch at a little diner at the top and then walked down these stairs carrying the girls. Our calves killed the next few days from going down those stairs carrying over 20lbs of kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/Ssep24llQBI/AAAAAAAAB1M/DWKEiP6msT0/s1600-h/P1030498.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388462239540133906" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/Ssep24llQBI/AAAAAAAAB1M/DWKEiP6msT0/s400/P1030498.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A view of the confluence of the Montmorency River and the St Lawrence. Quebec City is about 3 hours East of Montreal and so 3 hours closer to the ocean. Even though we weren't close to the ocean at all, since the St Lawrence is so wide, there was a very Mediterranean feel. There were sail boats on the St Lawrence it was so beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/Ssep2HjnV6I/AAAAAAAAB1A/CBVVnYPEoWA/s1600-h/P1030496.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388462226378545058" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/Ssep2HjnV6I/AAAAAAAAB1A/CBVVnYPEoWA/s400/P1030496.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/Ssep1u9FdBI/AAAAAAAAB00/2vNbVDHY0V0/s1600-h/P1030492.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388462219774489618" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/Ssep1u9FdBI/AAAAAAAAB00/2vNbVDHY0V0/s400/P1030492.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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It can get a little hairy (I know, I'm funny) watch out for the ostriches especially. We brought carrots and apples and I think the carrots were by far the favorite. In the photo below that is the top of Ella's head in the lower left. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388072027586536738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/SsZG9jyDpSI/AAAAAAAAB0E/Sswj8sNEOa8/s400/P1030427.JPG" /&gt;Hayden watching the zebras go by. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388069901441552114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/SsZFBzRlzvI/AAAAAAAABzc/8WuGBR6gNwc/s400/P1030417.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nelson practicing safe driving...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388071143063836354" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/SsZGKEraVsI/AAAAAAAABz8/5HsLrPhwvVM/s400/P1030415.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This giraffe photo just has a cartoon-like appeal to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388071135515029314" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/SsZGJojor0I/AAAAAAAABz0/l5z0ZDSVPtk/s400/P1030411.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is Colin feeding the giraffe an apple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388069865351884914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/SsZE_s1JMHI/AAAAAAAABy8/jcp6NucmNFA/s400/P1030410.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So it was fun, a lot of fun and not busy since it was a weekday and kids had already gone back to school. I don't know how I feel about the ethics of it all, but we had fun and no animals were injured in the making of this vacation. Parc Safari also has a water park play area and carnival rides. &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;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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I thought these ones were interesting from Hayden's perspective...enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is mom day after day.  &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/Spx3k5YXabI/AAAAAAAABwo/Vh6ISN9k96o/s1600-h/DC00133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376303530935544242" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/Spx3k5YXabI/AAAAAAAABwo/Vh6ISN9k96o/s320/DC00133.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The street we live on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/Spx3kV4vqGI/AAAAAAAABwg/JndpnHPNpC8/s1600-h/DC00132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376303521407674466" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/Spx3kV4vqGI/AAAAAAAABwg/JndpnHPNpC8/s320/DC00132.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunt Tess came for a visit...this is one of many he took. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/Spx3kPn-M-I/AAAAAAAABwY/cdwddP-3hEU/s1600-h/DC00129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376303519726711778" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/Spx3kPn-M-I/AAAAAAAABwY/cdwddP-3hEU/s320/DC00129.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Chloe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/Spx3jpHC8KI/AAAAAAAABwQ/p2ERrewlbIU/s1600-h/DC00127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376303509388062882" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/Spx3jpHC8KI/AAAAAAAABwQ/p2ERrewlbIU/s320/DC00127.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chloe, again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/Spx3jUlVQPI/AAAAAAAABwI/ejX-tuUZOno/s1600-h/DC00126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376303503877947634" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/Spx3jUlVQPI/AAAAAAAABwI/ejX-tuUZOno/s320/DC00126.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ella&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/Spx3E2_NZhI/AAAAAAAABwA/ETkZ2WVYmiY/s1600-h/DC00125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376302980537345554" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/Spx3E2_NZhI/AAAAAAAABwA/ETkZ2WVYmiY/s320/DC00125.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The paper maiche pig mom and Hayden are making together...sort of...mostly mom. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/Spx3Eo11cjI/AAAAAAAABv4/y58oBxJ4E28/s1600-h/DC00106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376302976739930674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/Spx3Eo11cjI/AAAAAAAABv4/y58oBxJ4E28/s320/DC00106.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some sky and edges of clouds. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/Spx3EIoT-fI/AAAAAAAABvw/20DdyD66ouo/s1600-h/DC00101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376302968093276658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/Spx3EIoT-fI/AAAAAAAABvw/20DdyD66ouo/s320/DC00101.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The train at an Ottawa museum- mom forgot her camera on this trip...grrr. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/Spx3D7c4OaI/AAAAAAAABvo/oVYv1A4VAIQ/s1600-h/DC00098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376302964555659682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/Spx3D7c4OaI/AAAAAAAABvo/oVYv1A4VAIQ/s320/DC00098.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dad... daddying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/Spx3DfpH_jI/AAAAAAAABvg/BUXElP7UnKQ/s1600-h/DC00042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376302957090831922" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/Spx3DfpH_jI/AAAAAAAABvg/BUXElP7UnKQ/s320/DC00042.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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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And busy kids are happy kids and happy kids make a happy mom. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday we went to a beach in one of Montreal's nature parks.  The forecast called for afternoon rain but we went early and even though it was overcast the kids loved it and there weren't many people there.  At this park, Parc Nature-Cap St Jacques, there is also an ecological farm but by the time we were done at the beach it was pouring so we'll have to come again.  It ended up raining like an inch and a half in less than 8 hours.  We've visited three different beaches in the last 2 weeks, one in Vermont, one in New York and one here in Montreal.  I'm learning how wonderful beaches are for kids.  They don't easily get bored, it's a license to play in the mud, they can play in the water relatively safely, especially if it is a slow sloping beach.  It is fantastic and then they pass out afterwards.  The worst part is clean up which is still doable.  And I'm loving the lake/large river beach.  No salty film on your skin afterwards. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/SlqSm2c9xKI/AAAAAAAABqg/TTOTYwzv3Yk/s1600-h/P1030180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357755902860313762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/SlqSm2c9xKI/AAAAAAAABqg/TTOTYwzv3Yk/s400/P1030180.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We visited a really cool, mostly indoor train museum.  I would like to return with Nelson to this one.  Here's me and the kids in front of the snow-blower train. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/SlqSmgW003I/AAAAAAAABqY/glN9BYWCo4Y/s1600-h/P1030166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357755896928981874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/SlqSmgW003I/AAAAAAAABqY/glN9BYWCo4Y/s400/P1030166.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There are lots of parks here, not many right downtown but lots that are easy to drive to.   This is at Parc Angrignon.  Hayden was really scared of this the first time we went and wouldn't go out on it at all even when I climbed up and did it with him.  The second time we visited he followed some 6 year old kid out there no problems and got really adventurous with it all.  Peer pressure can be a wonderful thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/SlqSmL9jPSI/AAAAAAAABqQ/VRipC0zVKpc/s1600-h/P1030139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357755891454262562" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/SlqSmL9jPSI/AAAAAAAABqQ/VRipC0zVKpc/s400/P1030139.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we aren't right downtown and there aren't lots of people I try to let the girls walk as much as possible.  They are both getting MUCH better at holding hands.  I still usually put the leashes on them just because 1 on 3 can get a little crazy and I want the option there if things do get crazy, but I rarely have to use them.  Mostly they've just been a threat and we usually just try and hold hands.  I'm especially glad that Chloe will now sometimes hold hands with Hayden.  Ella will too sometimes but usually for about 3 seconds.  Then she's off and running. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/SlqSlt8hKzI/AAAAAAAABqI/AebJcERPyd8/s1600-h/P1030137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357755883396868914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/SlqSlt8hKzI/AAAAAAAABqI/AebJcERPyd8/s400/P1030137.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hayden has been such a trooper.  He hasn't complained about being here at all and he hasn't once said he wanted to go home.  I asked him the other day if he wanted to go back to Colorado and he said no, then I asked him if he wanted to live in the tall building forever, and he said no.  That we were going to be here for a little while with Daddy and then we were going to go home to Colorado and have a house with a garage and backyard.  He's one bright kid and really seems to get it.  When we went to a beach in NY the other day it was closed because of water quality and I explained it to him and told him we'd have to go up the road to another beach to see if it was open and he was fine with that.  He had a hard time when we first got here with some behavioral things but the last few weeks he's been doing great.  He's also starting to sing church Primary songs and it is so cute and wonderful to hear.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chloe is really blossoming.  She's growing lots of blonde hair (not LOTS, but lots for us).  She is saying lots of words too.  She even says dinosaur.  She tries to mimick Nelson saying prayers.  She is very helpful and always tries to help put away toys and pick up her shoes.  Both she and Ella like putting on and taking off shoes.  She is very sensitive too and is upset easily.  She is a Daddy's girl and is always asking where Daddy is.  When I tell her he's at work she says "oh".  She loves bananas and cookies.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ella is very sweet.  She is always full of smiles and is generally very even tempered.  She is saying a few words like please, thank you, hello, bye bye, hi, drink, and more.  She often mimicks the things Chloe says.  She is a free spirit and seems to think she is invinsible.  She doesn't like to hold hands or help pick things up and she's not always the best listener.  She is more of a momma's girl.  She is our best eater and will almost always at least try everything on her plate.  She is sometimes a little reckless.  The kids were playing on a grassy hill the other day:  Hayden was rolling down the hill, Ella would run as fast as she could, and Chloe would turn around and crawl down the hill backwards.  That just illustrates how different the two of them are.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All the three of them get along very well, we've had a couple biting incidents with the girls (both have bitten and been bit) but they all play well together.  Nelson asked me tonight who I thought got along better with Hayden and I think it just depends on the day and the situation.  Hayden always asks me in the middle of the afternoon if the girls can be done with their nap yet.  "I want to play with my sisters" he tells me.  The answer is always no, they aren't done with their nap yet and be quiet Hayden, by the way.  :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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It's about a 45 min-1 hour drive each way and so I try to do something special for the kids while we're there.  Usually it's McDonald's but I think I can do better if I drive a bit further. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sixth largest freshwater lake in the United States is Lake Champlain.  It lies between NY and VT and Quebec.  It is the border between Northern NY and VT.  The Quadricentennial of its discovery is this year so there are all kinds of things going on througout the summer and fall.    The Lois McClure Schooner is a replica of the canal boats that traveled through the region hundreds of years ago.  The were doing free tours off a dock abour 1/2 hour from our PO Box so I thought I would take the kids down there.  Hayden got to turn the wheel and learned about rudders.  He thought it was pretty neat.    &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353312682603384642" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/SkrJhZIrD0I/AAAAAAAABnA/C9lH8OJXOUk/s400/P1030057.JPG" /&gt;Ella had just finished a blue lollipop before we went on the boat.  &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353312673915309522" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/SkrJg4xRjdI/AAAAAAAABm4/QUd9esNJDhs/s400/P1030053.JPG" /&gt;Vermont is really pretty...but again, those New England winters aren't calling my name.  &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353312670505701154" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/SkrJgsEXDyI/AAAAAAAABmw/ZkftVEy_3N8/s400/P1030049.JPG" /&gt;We also had a picnic at one of Vermont State Park.  There was a beach into Lake Champlain, which surprisingly was as warm as a swimming pool.  I didn't come prepared because I thought it would be cold and the kids would just put their feet in, that's why Chloe's diaper looks like it is about to explode.  &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353312660347119586" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/SkrJgGOXZ-I/AAAAAAAABmo/sjaGZx_q13c/s400/P1030048.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beach was a hit and I think we are going to plan more outings on mail days and here in Quebec, there are some beaches along the St Lawrence River.  &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353312654936379394" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/SkrJfyEWEAI/AAAAAAAABmg/gEixmHR2ToA/s400/P1030045.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, just as a little note.  Look at Hayden's hair!!!!!!  Holy cow, I don't know if it is the light in these particular pictures or what but it sure looks red.  We've had several people talk about our "red head" lately.  I'm always in denial but then the other day I was talking to someone who in my opinion has red hair and I compared her's to Hayden's and Hayden was more red than she was.  We'll see I think it is darkening so it seems less "strawberry blond" and more reddish, it will be interesting to see where it goes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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I can't tell you anything about anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/Si1gy2coepI/AAAAAAAABcE/5uSL_fNS8-4/s1600-h/P1020870.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345034759483980434" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/Si1gy2coepI/AAAAAAAABcE/5uSL_fNS8-4/s400/P1020870.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/Si1gyqNFZNI/AAAAAAAABb8/Vu53RCLnC4Y/s1600-h/P1020864.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345034756197541074" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/Si1gyqNFZNI/AAAAAAAABb8/Vu53RCLnC4Y/s400/P1020864.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This though, is the Biosphere, not to be comfused with the Biodome.  The Biosphere is left over from the 67 World's Fair. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/Si1gyHTsZPI/AAAAAAAABb0/xTSrKfz4XCo/s1600-h/P1020859.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345034746830021874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/Si1gyHTsZPI/AAAAAAAABb0/xTSrKfz4XCo/s400/P1020859.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hmm...this might be the Hotel D'Ville which I've read means City Hall.  The flags are Quebec, Canada, and Montreal.  It is, as many buildings and streets here, undergoing reconstruction. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/Si1gx4bEzoI/AAAAAAAABbs/f4ZSor5Om04/s1600-h/P1020856.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345034742834450050" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/Si1gx4bEzoI/AAAAAAAABbs/f4ZSor5Om04/s400/P1020856.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is inside the Biodome, which is a transformed arena from the 76 Olympics.  The Biodome has about 4 different simulated environments, all under one roof.  It was pretty neat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/Si1gxmtA5pI/AAAAAAAABbk/dYFUq1Xcb6w/s1600-h/P1020850.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345034738077853330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/Si1gxmtA5pI/AAAAAAAABbk/dYFUq1Xcb6w/s400/P1020850.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are settling in. The first couple weeks were no doubt rough. I'm pretty sure I wanted to go home most days. We've been here for three weeks today and I really feel like we're going to have a great (and at times difficult) experience here. We are getting around a lot by foot, the subway (mostly for Nelson-it is not at all stroller friendly-not many things here are), and in our car. Church will be, as per usual, a huge anchor for us. We've already made some connections and are excited for upcoming activities and getting to know people better. The kids are making an adjustment too and are doing ok. Everyone is extra needy and when we read books before bedtime it is near impossible since they all fight over my lap. Despite the ups and downs (mostly downs) with Hayden- I have to say he's such a trooper. He walks or hitches a ride on the stroller without too much complaint and hasn't whined about going home at all. Today when we got back to the parking lot from storytime at the library, Hayden woke up and said "mom, where are we?". That simple statement hit me hard. I woke him up one morning, stuck him in the car in his PJ's and drove for 5 days across North America; to a place where, and we never thought it was really possible, had less room to be 3 years old than at home. He's doing great and thank goodness it is summertime and we can walk around and look at stuff and go to playgrounds. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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The following are photos from our windows. We live in Old Montreal which is really neat, but also better than 16th Street Mall so weekends are packed. The "castle" in the first photo is the top of the Basilica of Notre Dame, which has some significance that we are yet to find out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/SiCEYqUpOLI/AAAAAAAABac/1QwG_TycgxA/s1600-h/P1020819.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341414717274011826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/SiCEYqUpOLI/AAAAAAAABac/1QwG_TycgxA/s400/P1020819.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;South to Old Port Montreal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/SiCDAU3s1FI/AAAAAAAABaU/eA1CjLS-oQg/s1600-h/P1020811.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341413199686980690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/SiCDAU3s1FI/AAAAAAAABaU/eA1CjLS-oQg/s400/P1020811.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I believe the dome on the left is Montreal City Hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/SiCC_1dK7mI/AAAAAAAABaM/Z4G8FaB2UUU/s1600-h/P1020809.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341413191254208098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/SiCC_1dK7mI/AAAAAAAABaM/Z4G8FaB2UUU/s400/P1020809.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Narrow streets in Old Montreal...tourist central, which is nice...lots of English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/SiCC_v6Xz3I/AAAAAAAABaE/CDmL7jXbUuE/s1600-h/P1020805.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341413189766074226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/SiCC_v6Xz3I/AAAAAAAABaE/CDmL7jXbUuE/s400/P1020805.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/SiCC_VXDyZI/AAAAAAAABZ8/IaFHZfP7Z3o/s1600-h/P1020803.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341413182638639506" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/SiCC_VXDyZI/AAAAAAAABZ8/IaFHZfP7Z3o/s400/P1020803.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wikipedia Quebec if you have some time on your hands. This "Free Quebec" graffiti is a not uncommon feeling in Quebec of wanting to separate itself from the nation of Canada. There is a history of violent and nonviolent action in this direction. The last time it was put to a vite to separate from Canada it lost by half a percentage point. I think this is so interesting to think that it has been so close to separating itself. In the states we think of Texas, but mostly joke about it. Here, it's serious and real. Montreal is an extremely biligual city, but about 80% of people consider French their mother tongue. Other than Montreal and Quebec City though, most of Quebec is primarily francophone. Being here so far is quite an experience. Nelson was saying that he thought that people looked at us more here, having twins. I think I've decided though that people look at us funny here because we have three kids. We haven't seen anyone on the streets really with more than two and even that seems rare (though we are downtown). But people do ask if they're all mine, or look at us, raise an eyebrow and then put up three fingers. Here, it's like we're the Duggar's or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/SiCC_M9YFTI/AAAAAAAABZ0/N7WpLpAJivA/s1600-h/P1020802.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341413180383434034" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/SiCC_M9YFTI/AAAAAAAABZ0/N7WpLpAJivA/s400/P1020802.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Briefly, we attended church on Sunday and it was good. It is an English speaking ward. We learned how international this city really is. In Montreal there is an English ward (which may split into two soon), a French ward, a Mandarin branch, one or two Spanish wards, and a young single adult ward. 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Below to the left of me is the American falls and to the right is the Canadian falls.  (Cute hair, huh?  I'd already been soaked on the Maid of the Mist.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/ShtCwzD63GI/AAAAAAAABY4/TCXn--NT0MU/s1600-h/P1020767.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339935189285657698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/ShtCwzD63GI/AAAAAAAABY4/TCXn--NT0MU/s400/P1020767.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe how tiny the boat is in this picture!  The boats go right up close to the falls and just hold there for 5-10 minutes.  You really do get soaked by the mist. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/ShtCwnCeYSI/AAAAAAAABYw/og52_UVZQZE/s1600-h/P1020766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339935186058371362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/ShtCwnCeYSI/AAAAAAAABYw/og52_UVZQZE/s400/P1020766.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Click on this picture to make it bigger.  The look on Chloe's face is priceless, and Ella is non the wiser. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/ShtCwGlplNI/AAAAAAAABYo/Oaoa9SJnNKU/s1600-h/P1020765.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339935177347536082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/ShtCwGlplNI/AAAAAAAABYo/Oaoa9SJnNKU/s400/P1020765.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The American Falls, I don't know if they are more rocky, but it sure seemed like it.  There is much less water coming over that side. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/ShtBxgs7_oI/AAAAAAAABYg/l2Gp6bGxloM/s1600-h/P1020760.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339934102025666178" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/ShtBxgs7_oI/AAAAAAAABYg/l2Gp6bGxloM/s400/P1020760.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at all the seagulls.  They just fly in and out of the mist. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/ShtBxLkGRSI/AAAAAAAABYY/1LmyxXVQRPY/s1600-h/P1020755.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339934096351446306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/ShtBxLkGRSI/AAAAAAAABYY/1LmyxXVQRPY/s400/P1020755.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hayden ready to go on the boat ride.  The week before we hit the road we went to the Denver Aquarium and they have a flash flood exhibit that totally freaked him out.  So, when we were at Niagara, all he could say was I don't want to go over the waterfall in the boat, I don't want to go in the waterfall.  He was a little nervous but did great. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339934090868704962" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/ShtBw3I6RsI/AAAAAAAABYQ/mnl-R8aHvgE/s400/P1020748.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We've been told that the Canada side is better so we went that way. It's really just easier to see from the Canada side. We paid an arm and a leg for a falls view room which was worth it. We could see the falls lit up at night and got views of it we wouldn't have seen otherwise unless we paid to go up in some tower. It was quite amazing. The mist from the falls can be seen from miles away..it helps that it is really flat, but still. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339934086489798114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/ShtBwm05deI/AAAAAAAABYI/550yFtan6Sk/s400/P1020746.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339934082900001042" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/ShtBwZdBgRI/AAAAAAAABYA/EOVEqpksu88/s400/P1020743.JPG" /&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;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--
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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333217729283369842" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/SgNlRKfAK3I/AAAAAAAABXQ/CD886Sw7kR0/s400/Montreal+005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/SgNj3bi7VGI/AAAAAAAABXI/BrxLWIqWkV0/s1600-h/Montreal+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333216187675006050" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/SgNj3bi7VGI/AAAAAAAABXI/BrxLWIqWkV0/s400/Montreal+008.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/SgNjyqYVqMI/AAAAAAAABXA/JsT8AEl0ZqQ/s1600-h/Montreal+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333216105757780162" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/SgNjyqYVqMI/AAAAAAAABXA/JsT8AEl0ZqQ/s400/Montreal+013.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/SgNjsEI2fyI/AAAAAAAABW4/sU_j0ScvrwQ/s1600-h/Montreal+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333215992413060898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/SgNjsEI2fyI/AAAAAAAABW4/sU_j0ScvrwQ/s400/Montreal+010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333215706978019666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/SgNjbcz1aVI/AAAAAAAABWw/takuWEmEJOo/s400/Montreal+015.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333215032796081954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/SgNi0NSVbyI/AAAAAAAABWo/PMsaV3lZ7J8/s400/Montreal+006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_chNyZTtrjjo/SgNir-N6OLI/AAAAAAAABWg/_CPzdqKeK28/s1600-h/Montreal+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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