<?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-4392272027376427348</id><updated>2012-02-15T23:00:26.777-08:00</updated><category term='vacation'/><title type='text'>The Anderson Family</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theandersonfamilyfun.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392272027376427348/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theandersonfamilyfun.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Shell Bell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16382851037412134084</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>22</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4392272027376427348.post-5106408027547623599</id><published>2009-03-17T10:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T10:48:44.715-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Haircut</title><content type='html'>Each year Dave has the boys grow out their hair during the winter months to help keep their heads warm while skiing.  Torin's hair was getting longer than it had ever been.  When I picked him up from school last week I looked at him and said man your hair is getting long.  While we were walking home he told me that his hair was getting in his eyes at school so he had cut it.   I took another look at him and realized the reason his hair had looked so long was because his bangs were shorter.  He did a pretty good job considering he didn't have a mirror and he was using kid scissors.  Needless to say his dad was not happy.  Torin begged for mercy and in the end his punishment seemed fair.  He had to pay for a professional haircut the next day and he is no longer allowed to have scissors in his desk.   Here is a look at Torin's handy work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/Sb_fA0OEHTI/AAAAAAAAAk8/pbzwAJbtiTo/s1600-h/DSC03140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314211290431102258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/Sb_fA0OEHTI/AAAAAAAAAk8/pbzwAJbtiTo/s320/DSC03140.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4392272027376427348-5106408027547623599?l=theandersonfamilyfun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theandersonfamilyfun.blogspot.com/feeds/5106408027547623599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4392272027376427348&amp;postID=5106408027547623599' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392272027376427348/posts/default/5106408027547623599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392272027376427348/posts/default/5106408027547623599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theandersonfamilyfun.blogspot.com/2009/03/haircut.html' title='The Haircut'/><author><name>Shell Bell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16382851037412134084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/Sb_fA0OEHTI/AAAAAAAAAk8/pbzwAJbtiTo/s72-c/DSC03140.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4392272027376427348.post-2379504590196012603</id><published>2009-02-25T11:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T11:45:54.602-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Anyone who knows Brianne has most likely seen her with her fingers in her mouth.  She is four now and has no desire to give them up.  When Riley was born I was determined that he not suck on his fingers so I stuck a pacifier in his mouth.  I figure it is easier to take a pacifier away than fingers.  Riley has loved it.  The only draw back is he needs assistance getting it into his mouth.  He decided to take matters into his own hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SaWdaeDZuMI/AAAAAAAAAk0/mWUCev_rwzI/s1600-h/1355.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306820813995489474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SaWdaeDZuMI/AAAAAAAAAk0/mWUCev_rwzI/s320/1355.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This week he has started doing this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SaWdaB8maaI/AAAAAAAAAks/dqHoEGSr3NM/s1600-h/DSC03135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306820806450768290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SaWdaB8maaI/AAAAAAAAAks/dqHoEGSr3NM/s320/DSC03135.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Same fingers different hand.  What's a mom to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4392272027376427348-2379504590196012603?l=theandersonfamilyfun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theandersonfamilyfun.blogspot.com/feeds/2379504590196012603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4392272027376427348&amp;postID=2379504590196012603' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392272027376427348/posts/default/2379504590196012603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392272027376427348/posts/default/2379504590196012603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theandersonfamilyfun.blogspot.com/2009/02/anyone-who-knows-brianne-has-most.html' title=''/><author><name>Shell Bell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16382851037412134084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SaWdaeDZuMI/AAAAAAAAAk0/mWUCev_rwzI/s72-c/1355.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4392272027376427348.post-589259449150956516</id><published>2009-01-27T15:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T17:15:22.368-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Riley had his 2 month check up yesterday.  He weighed in at 10 lbs. 8 1/2 oz. and 22 3/4 inches long.  The doctor said he is looking good.  Here are some pictures of him with his loving siblings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SX-sU7hDbSI/AAAAAAAAAkg/mXsYABkwpCs/s1600-h/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296141162384682274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 271px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SX-sU7hDbSI/AAAAAAAAAkg/mXsYABkwpCs/s320/12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Riley and Collin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SX-sUn2Fe4I/AAAAAAAAAkY/aXr_1D9Otmk/s1600-h/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296141157104188290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SX-sUn2Fe4I/AAAAAAAAAkY/aXr_1D9Otmk/s320/8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Torin, Riley and Brianne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SX-sUbrt07I/AAAAAAAAAkQ/oi_dZR8Vczk/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296141153839469490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 258px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SX-sUbrt07I/AAAAAAAAAkQ/oi_dZR8Vczk/s320/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Torin and Riley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SX-sT3Is0xI/AAAAAAAAAkI/xgpnzWDc8aM/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296141144028926738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SX-sT3Is0xI/AAAAAAAAAkI/xgpnzWDc8aM/s320/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Riley and Brianne&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4392272027376427348-589259449150956516?l=theandersonfamilyfun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theandersonfamilyfun.blogspot.com/feeds/589259449150956516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4392272027376427348&amp;postID=589259449150956516' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392272027376427348/posts/default/589259449150956516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392272027376427348/posts/default/589259449150956516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theandersonfamilyfun.blogspot.com/2009/01/riley-had-his-2-month-check-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Shell Bell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16382851037412134084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SX-sU7hDbSI/AAAAAAAAAkg/mXsYABkwpCs/s72-c/12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4392272027376427348.post-4829287185600200454</id><published>2009-01-20T14:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T15:04:39.121-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Riley at 2 months</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SXZWyk43cUI/AAAAAAAAAkA/FX8kxq5sYoM/s1600-h/22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293513838916235586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 211px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SXZWyk43cUI/AAAAAAAAAkA/FX8kxq5sYoM/s320/22.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SXZWyhWRZwI/AAAAAAAAAj4/DzWplt4-kfg/s1600-h/21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293513837965829890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SXZWyhWRZwI/AAAAAAAAAj4/DzWplt4-kfg/s320/21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SXZWyD2Pa0I/AAAAAAAAAjw/InQi8uMnbkg/s1600-h/20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293513830046853954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SXZWyD2Pa0I/AAAAAAAAAjw/InQi8uMnbkg/s320/20.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4392272027376427348-4829287185600200454?l=theandersonfamilyfun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theandersonfamilyfun.blogspot.com/feeds/4829287185600200454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4392272027376427348&amp;postID=4829287185600200454' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392272027376427348/posts/default/4829287185600200454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392272027376427348/posts/default/4829287185600200454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theandersonfamilyfun.blogspot.com/2009/01/riley-at-2-months.html' title='Riley at 2 months'/><author><name>Shell Bell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16382851037412134084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SXZWyk43cUI/AAAAAAAAAkA/FX8kxq5sYoM/s72-c/22.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4392272027376427348.post-1324217457477389474</id><published>2009-01-20T13:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T14:52:41.880-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas in California</title><content type='html'>We spent another Christmas in California.  It seems to be a new family tradition.  Fortunately my family celebrates earlier in the month so we got to enjoy the fun with cousins before heading to warmer weather. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course we spent time at the beach.  The kids enjoyed digging in the sand and chasing the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SXZNvEGpjHI/AAAAAAAAAjg/m1-4c2N4Chg/s1600-h/1358.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293503882971417714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SXZNvEGpjHI/AAAAAAAAAjg/m1-4c2N4Chg/s320/1358.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SXZNtrQHU_I/AAAAAAAAAjI/WmlySvuzjN8/s1600-h/1350.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293503859120362482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 291px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SXZNtrQHU_I/AAAAAAAAAjI/WmlySvuzjN8/s320/1350.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SXZNvVK-uqI/AAAAAAAAAjo/UStJ5-2vz4g/s1600-h/1339.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293503887552985762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 227px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SXZNvVK-uqI/AAAAAAAAAjo/UStJ5-2vz4g/s320/1339.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SXZNuvn4CQI/AAAAAAAAAjY/yqDzxZd_eH8/s1600-h/1369.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293503877473634562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SXZNuvn4CQI/AAAAAAAAAjY/yqDzxZd_eH8/s320/1369.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our Karate Kid.  Torin will not stop &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;talking&lt;/span&gt; about taking karate lessons.   He wants karate lessons and a guitar for his birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SXZNtwUzUOI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/1FB8e9pWKvo/s1600-h/1343.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293503860482199778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 307px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SXZNtwUzUOI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/1FB8e9pWKvo/s320/1343.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The boys exploring at a science museum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293501728691052722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 219px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SXZLxqyL4LI/AAAAAAAAAjA/v_4rEdErZ30/s320/1318.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year we went further south to San Diego.  We were all thrilled to go to the zoo.  Torin and Brianne were worn out at the end of the day.  Torin declared that the zoo was "too big".  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SXZLw3RvB1I/AAAAAAAAAio/IDBCQjkEyEk/s1600-h/1322.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293501714864736082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 227px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SXZLw3RvB1I/AAAAAAAAAio/IDBCQjkEyEk/s320/1322.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fun at the Aquarium.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SXZLxb1yd_I/AAAAAAAAAi4/Quv_F2cqcgg/s1600-h/1327.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293501724679632882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SXZLxb1yd_I/AAAAAAAAAi4/Quv_F2cqcgg/s320/1327.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SXZLxTvun1I/AAAAAAAAAiw/X7Gms9PrQp4/s1600-h/1325.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293501722506731346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SXZLxTvun1I/AAAAAAAAAiw/X7Gms9PrQp4/s320/1325.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our hotel in Irvine was situated between several strawberry fields.  The kids thought they were cool.  My cousin Amy who lives in Orange County says they have a Strawberry Festival later in the year.  Strawberry Shortcake makes an appearance at the festival.  I am extremely tempted to take Brianne down for the celebration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SXZLwiqpsjI/AAAAAAAAAig/UkY4V5zeicg/s1600-h/1302.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293501709332099634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 204px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SXZLwiqpsjI/AAAAAAAAAig/UkY4V5zeicg/s320/1302.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Missing from all of the photos is my extremely patient baby.  Riley was such a trooper.  He went 7 hours without eating on our drive to Cali.  I carried him in his wrap during all of our outings.  He spent most of the trip asleep.  He enjoyed our trips to the pool and tub time the best.  He is going to be another water baby.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4392272027376427348-1324217457477389474?l=theandersonfamilyfun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theandersonfamilyfun.blogspot.com/feeds/1324217457477389474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4392272027376427348&amp;postID=1324217457477389474' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392272027376427348/posts/default/1324217457477389474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392272027376427348/posts/default/1324217457477389474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theandersonfamilyfun.blogspot.com/2009/01/christmas-in-california.html' title='Christmas in California'/><author><name>Shell Bell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16382851037412134084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SXZNvEGpjHI/AAAAAAAAAjg/m1-4c2N4Chg/s72-c/1358.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4392272027376427348.post-2148006732736781492</id><published>2009-01-20T13:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T13:56:25.369-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Free Throw Competition</title><content type='html'>Collin was selected to represent his school in a district wide free throw competition.  He was so excited to compete.  He took third place in his age group and has a nice trophy to show for it.  I think this competition has sparked his interest in playing basketball.  This year he is really looking forward to playing and practicing.  I can already see improvements in his ability over last year.   Way to go Collin.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SXZE-DCEKpI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/2KeZHIT__gE/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293494244777142930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 244px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SXZE-DCEKpI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/2KeZHIT__gE/s320/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SXZE-dNfoyI/AAAAAAAAAiY/PoMQWFn6eFg/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293494251804402466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SXZE-dNfoyI/AAAAAAAAAiY/PoMQWFn6eFg/s320/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4392272027376427348-2148006732736781492?l=theandersonfamilyfun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theandersonfamilyfun.blogspot.com/feeds/2148006732736781492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4392272027376427348&amp;postID=2148006732736781492' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392272027376427348/posts/default/2148006732736781492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392272027376427348/posts/default/2148006732736781492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theandersonfamilyfun.blogspot.com/2009/01/free-throw-competition.html' title='Free Throw Competition'/><author><name>Shell Bell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16382851037412134084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SXZE-DCEKpI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/2KeZHIT__gE/s72-c/2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4392272027376427348.post-3140883586052244913</id><published>2008-11-24T13:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T14:33:43.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update on Riley</title><content type='html'>When we came home from the hospital Riley's bilirubin test was looking really good so he came home without lights.  I had to take him in for another test the next day.  Unfortunately they jumped extremely high so he has to be under the lights now.  Thank goodness for the invention of in-home bili lights.  He actually sleeps better in this suitcase than he did in his crib the first night home.  When he is awake we can take off the mask as long as we watch him to make sure the blue shield stays in place.  That is our fun "play time" with Riley.  It is great to watch him as he looks around at his surroundings.  We took him to the doctors this morning.  He is looking great other than the jaundice (bilirubin).  We found out that the jaundice is related to the E antigen in his blood.  I still can't believe we made in through nearly the whole pregnancy without any complications.  I am very grateful for the modern technology that gave us the information we needed to know there was a problem and then verify that his lungs were developed so it was ok to induce labor.  It is much easier to monitor now that he is born.  We have been very blessed.  He is such a good, patient little boy.  It is amazing how quickly you can't imagine life without your new little one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SSsj7FU0KzI/AAAAAAAAAiE/TEiQMHLJiLo/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272347286716033842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 193px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SSsj7FU0KzI/AAAAAAAAAiE/TEiQMHLJiLo/s320/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SSsj6WLAM8I/AAAAAAAAAh0/wXoOgDRkrF4/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272347274058412994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 271px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SSsj6WLAM8I/AAAAAAAAAh0/wXoOgDRkrF4/s320/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4392272027376427348-3140883586052244913?l=theandersonfamilyfun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theandersonfamilyfun.blogspot.com/feeds/3140883586052244913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4392272027376427348&amp;postID=3140883586052244913' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392272027376427348/posts/default/3140883586052244913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392272027376427348/posts/default/3140883586052244913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theandersonfamilyfun.blogspot.com/2008/11/update-on-riley.html' title='Update on Riley'/><author><name>Shell Bell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16382851037412134084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SSsj7FU0KzI/AAAAAAAAAiE/TEiQMHLJiLo/s72-c/3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4392272027376427348.post-2433168201984663970</id><published>2008-11-24T13:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T13:42:43.604-08:00</updated><title type='text'>November 21st, 2008</title><content type='html'>Time to go home. Dave promised me a name but we were still having trouble picking it. I tried taking votes but that didn't work. The nurse came in asking for the birth certificate information. She was well aware of the debating going on over the name. Dave told her to go ahead and take it like it was. I couldn't believe he was going to leave the hospital without a name. The nurse looked at the sheet and I could tell it had a name written on it. I asked her what it was and she said Marten Aaron Anderson. Dave said that way we keep everyone happy. (Collin really wanted Aaron which I liked better than Marten but all of the other kids have a maiden name from our families for their middle names. This just didn't seem right.) The nurse walked over to me and said I lied and showed me the paper. Riley White Anderson. I was so relieved. Riley was my favorite of the names we had discussed and White is Dave's grandma's maiden name. Why do people like to tease at my expense so much? I thought it was very clever of the nurse to get in on the action. Now we could go home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4392272027376427348-2433168201984663970?l=theandersonfamilyfun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theandersonfamilyfun.blogspot.com/feeds/2433168201984663970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4392272027376427348&amp;postID=2433168201984663970' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392272027376427348/posts/default/2433168201984663970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392272027376427348/posts/default/2433168201984663970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theandersonfamilyfun.blogspot.com/2008/11/november-21st-2008.html' title='November 21st, 2008'/><author><name>Shell Bell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16382851037412134084</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4392272027376427348.post-2290963096306476525</id><published>2008-11-24T12:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T13:24:10.433-08:00</updated><title type='text'>November 20th, 2008</title><content type='html'>Today we learned that our baby's bilirubin levels were too high so we had to put him under lights.  I was so sad that I couldn't cuddle with him all day long.  I only got to see him when he needed to eat.  Two of the nurses told me that he is the best bili baby ever.  The first time I saw him he had his fingers in his mouth sucking away.  With Brianne nearly 4 and nowhere near giving up sucking on her fingers, I do not want another finger sucker.  I asked if he could have a pacifier which he also loves.  They ended up putting socks on his hands because he kept scratching himself.  I think he looks like a little super hero with his biliband mask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SSsVHUIDRDI/AAAAAAAAAhs/rIGnQMYx8m0/s1600-h/1214.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272331004173042738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 246px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SSsVHUIDRDI/AAAAAAAAAhs/rIGnQMYx8m0/s320/1214.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SSsVG90K6vI/AAAAAAAAAhk/ZPgXrZRqi5o/s1600-h/1213.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272330998184078066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SSsVG90K6vI/AAAAAAAAAhk/ZPgXrZRqi5o/s320/1213.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still no name, we tried Ian, Kaden, Aaron and Riley.  I am getting frustrated and Dave thinks it is very humorous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4392272027376427348-2290963096306476525?l=theandersonfamilyfun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theandersonfamilyfun.blogspot.com/feeds/2290963096306476525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4392272027376427348&amp;postID=2290963096306476525' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392272027376427348/posts/default/2290963096306476525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392272027376427348/posts/default/2290963096306476525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theandersonfamilyfun.blogspot.com/2008/11/november-20th-2008.html' title='November 20th, 2008'/><author><name>Shell Bell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16382851037412134084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SSsVHUIDRDI/AAAAAAAAAhs/rIGnQMYx8m0/s72-c/1214.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4392272027376427348.post-4389935792268018555</id><published>2008-11-24T10:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T12:54:15.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'>November 19th, 2008</title><content type='html'>Once midnight hit things started happening.  All went well and at 1:45 we had our handsome baby boy.  He was 7 pounds 2 ounces and 18 ½ inches long. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SSr7L4o3Y6I/AAAAAAAAAhc/vlj_WxbXxZk/s1600-h/1207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272302495391507362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SSr7L4o3Y6I/AAAAAAAAAhc/vlj_WxbXxZk/s320/1207.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My mom walked in to the room 8 minutes after he was born.  She was able to hold him before they took him to the nursery to check him out.  Dave went to the nursery with the baby.  When he came back he reported that the baby was mad and that he liked his fingers.  Dave helped me move to a new room and shortly we had the baby back with a clean bill of health.  Dave went to my parent's house to get some sleep.  I enjoyed some bonding time with the baby.  I was in awe this whole time, not quite believing it was real.  Amy came back at 5:00 as promised and was surprised to learn I had already delivered.  She enjoyed some quality cuddling time before returning home to her family.  I slept a couple hours and was happily awakened by my other children.  They were so excited to meet their brother.  It is amazing how one little baby can make so many people so happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SSr4oo97_NI/AAAAAAAAAhU/nt3OYsjHREY/s1600-h/1217.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272299690866244818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 234px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SSr4oo97_NI/AAAAAAAAAhU/nt3OYsjHREY/s320/1217.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SSr0IiT5hkI/AAAAAAAAAg8/ZSBMfpZhfTY/s1600-h/1210.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272294741276984898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 249px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SSr0IiT5hkI/AAAAAAAAAg8/ZSBMfpZhfTY/s320/1210.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the boy who one week ago thought he wanted a dog more than a baby.  His excitement over our little guy has been the biggest surprise for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SSr0Iel_d9I/AAAAAAAAAg0/p7ZrvG2K2f8/s1600-h/1212.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272294740279130066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 234px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SSr0Iel_d9I/AAAAAAAAAg0/p7ZrvG2K2f8/s320/1212.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Everyone knew Brianne was excited to have a baby brother.  No surprise here, she is as cute as can be with her little brother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SSr0JNkIUYI/AAAAAAAAAhE/QxAR0G0qLQ0/s1600-h/1222.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272294752887787906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SSr0JNkIUYI/AAAAAAAAAhE/QxAR0G0qLQ0/s320/1222.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It is fun to have a baby and a big boy.  Collin was walking around carrying the baby, helping Torin and Brianne hold him.  It was scaring my mom to death.  It was very cute when Collin figured out that the baby could hold on to his finger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dave started calling the baby Marten.  It means "dedicated to Mars".  He thought it was fitting given the baby's "alien" after birth look.  I didn't like the name and thought Dave was just kidding but the longer he called him Marten the more nervous I got.  The boys started calling him Drake and Brianne was voting for Luke (she is really in to Star Wars lately).  It was hilarious that night as they were saying goodbye they each called him a different name.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4392272027376427348-4389935792268018555?l=theandersonfamilyfun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theandersonfamilyfun.blogspot.com/feeds/4389935792268018555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4392272027376427348&amp;postID=4389935792268018555' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392272027376427348/posts/default/4389935792268018555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392272027376427348/posts/default/4389935792268018555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theandersonfamilyfun.blogspot.com/2008/11/november-19th-2008_24.html' title='November 19th, 2008'/><author><name>Shell Bell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16382851037412134084</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/_yazti5cpi3A/SSr7L4o3Y6I/AAAAAAAAAhc/vlj_WxbXxZk/s72-c/1207.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4392272027376427348.post-5497048868120323927</id><published>2008-11-23T20:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T10:12:51.705-08:00</updated><title type='text'>November 18th, 2008</title><content type='html'>Business as usual today. Brianne had computer class and after class a couple friends came over. I was feeling the need to get to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Walmart&lt;/span&gt; before my Doctor's appointment at 1:30. I made the friends go home earlier than I had planned. I made it to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Walmart&lt;/span&gt; but had to go straight to the appointment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First a technician did an ultra sound. It was extremely uncomfortable having her push so hard on my stomach. Then the doctor came in and she continued doing an ultra sound. She finally decided that we should do an amniocentesis to see if the baby's lungs were developed and check for the E antigen. (Can you believe they can do that?) I had an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;amnio&lt;/span&gt; with Brianne about 32 weeks along. It was not bad at all. This time there wasn't very much fluid around the baby. I was scared to death watching the ultra sound. I couldn't see the needle but I could see that there wasn't much fluid and my baby was everywhere else. I had to close my eyes. They were only able to get enough fluid to check for lung development. After the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;amnio&lt;/span&gt; they put me on a stress test. I was cramping up from the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;amnio&lt;/span&gt;. I thought they were contractions but the machine wasn't picking them up. The baby's heart rate was fine from what I understand. The doctor came in to talk to me. She said she hadn't noticed that I was "older" and she hadn't addressed the possibility of the baby having downs syndrome. I was really appreciative to her for giving me one more thing to worry about. While she was there the test results came back saying the lungs were developed. She told me she wanted me to go straight to the hospital in American Fork to deliver the baby. Even though I had thought this might happen I was shocked when she said it. I was not ready. I had things I needed to do the next two days. I tried to convince her to wait but she said no. I asked if I could go home and drop off my groceries. She said no. I asked if I could go pick up my boys from school and she said yes. I called Dave but couldn't get a hold of him. I called my mom and started crying. She told me she was coming to take me to the hospital. I decided that was a good idea since my stomach was cramping. I called the boys school and asked them to have the boys walk home. That way I would make my one stop at home. I sneaked and emptied my car while I was waiting for my mom. When Dave called back I was so hysterical he had no idea what I was saying. The second time I explained it a little more in control. I was so worried because Dave had a work meeting that night and I didn't know if he could get out of it and neither did he. He told me he would call me back. My mom came and we all loaded up to go to the hospital. Dave was able to get out of his meeting and soon we were all at the hospital just waiting... My mom took the kids to her house to get to bed. I had an epidural so I was chilling in bed numb but pain free. My good friend Amy came over to see how things were going. She was disappointed when the doctor checked me and I was only dilated to a 3. My dad stopped by to say hi. When he was leaving Dave told him he could come back in the morning he was sure we would be in the same spot. Amy decided to go home and get some sleep but promised to come back at 5:00 am. I decided to try and rest while my body worked.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4392272027376427348-5497048868120323927?l=theandersonfamilyfun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theandersonfamilyfun.blogspot.com/feeds/5497048868120323927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4392272027376427348&amp;postID=5497048868120323927' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392272027376427348/posts/default/5497048868120323927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392272027376427348/posts/default/5497048868120323927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theandersonfamilyfun.blogspot.com/2008/11/november-18th-2008.html' title='November 18th, 2008'/><author><name>Shell Bell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16382851037412134084</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4392272027376427348.post-6858210320930978037</id><published>2008-11-23T20:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T20:59:38.683-08:00</updated><title type='text'>November 17th, 2008</title><content type='html'>We returned from Nebraska on the 16th.  I had a doctor's appointment first thing on the 17th.  The doctor came in a little late and I could tell he was in a hurry.  When he came in to see me he was as impersonal as I have ever seen him.  I had some questions and he didn't give me a chance to ask them.  One of my questions was to find out the results of my blood work.  (When I was pregnant with Brianne I had to see a specialist most of the pregnancy because of an antibody in my body that will fight against my baby if they have anti E in their blood.  With this pregnancy I had to have blood drawn each month to check for problems.  I wasn't worried at this point because the blood work had been fine throughout the whole pregnancy.)  Later that afternoon I received a call from the Doctors office.  She told me she had set up an appointment with a specialist at the hospital for the next day.  I was so confused.  I asked her why and she said the last blood test I had done showed signs of problems.  I was shocked.  In the back of my mind I thought if there are problems they are going to make me deliver early.  That night I decided I had better get the baby clothes out of the attic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4392272027376427348-6858210320930978037?l=theandersonfamilyfun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theandersonfamilyfun.blogspot.com/feeds/6858210320930978037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4392272027376427348&amp;postID=6858210320930978037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392272027376427348/posts/default/6858210320930978037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392272027376427348/posts/default/6858210320930978037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theandersonfamilyfun.blogspot.com/2008/11/november-17th-2008.html' title='November 17th, 2008'/><author><name>Shell Bell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16382851037412134084</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4392272027376427348.post-7240734749797986461</id><published>2008-11-23T17:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T20:37:52.386-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nebraska</title><content type='html'>Every year our family travels to watch the Nebraska Huskers play football. We have seen them play in California, Kansas, Colorado and a few times in Nebraska. It is always extra fun when we go to Nebraska because then we get to see Dave's family as well. When Dave told me this years trip would be to Nebraska for the game on November 8th I was a little apprehensive. I would be 35 weeks pregnant on game day and 36 weeks by the time we were headed home. The doctors gave me the go ahead as long as we stopped every hour and a half during the drive so I could walk around to prevent blood clots. When I told Dave he said "you are going to wake up every hour and half?" He found it very humorous given I usually sleep most of the drive. We broke the drive up stopping in Cheyenne each way. The kids were so anxious to get to Nebraska they had a hard time sleeping. It made the trip extra long... Torin kept asking how much further every 10 minutes. The kids talk more about visiting Lucky (Granddad's dog) than Dave's family. Torin is a dog lover at heart. The last time we visited Nebraska he cried for 15 minutes when we left because he was so sad to leave Lucky. We finally arrived at Lucky's house Friday evening. The kids were so happy to play with him. They had each other worn out in no time short. This year Dave's mom had a new basset hound puppy named Linus and he rivaled Lucky for the kids attention.  They also had a great time hanging out with the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was game day. It was a cold day but it wasn't wet which made it very bearable. The best part was the team played well. They beat Kansas, who was ranked in the top 25 at the time. Nebraska used some trick plays which were fun to watch. Our seats were in the North end zone with a perfect view of the huge replay screen. It couldn't have been better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SSoHYJPWQ4I/AAAAAAAAAgM/7owu9PRgFvs/s1600-h/1117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272034425169134466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SSoHYJPWQ4I/AAAAAAAAAgM/7owu9PRgFvs/s320/1117.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SSoHYUSBL6I/AAAAAAAAAgU/F5OEPJxa72U/s1600-h/1122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272034428133126050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SSoHYUSBL6I/AAAAAAAAAgU/F5OEPJxa72U/s320/1122.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SSoHXvu82LI/AAAAAAAAAgE/e03cZjggxGA/s1600-h/1120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272034418322364594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 274px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SSoHXvu82LI/AAAAAAAAAgE/e03cZjggxGA/s320/1120.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; See the chair behind Brianne. That is a display of my husbands love for me. We have never rented one of those before.  He picked it up for me without even asking if I needed it.  I thought it was the sweetest thing ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SSoFW4PpjuI/AAAAAAAAAf8/Lsxa_UHl5g0/s1600-h/26.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272032204403871458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 251px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SSoFW4PpjuI/AAAAAAAAAf8/Lsxa_UHl5g0/s320/26.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dave's dad has moved to Omaha. This meant another 1 1/2 hour drive but it was sure worth it. We stayed at a hotel downtown. The kids were happy to swim every day. We were able to go to the zoo, a children's museum, railroad museum, Kanesville visitor center and visit with Dave's dad and girlfriend Lauren. It was so much fun we decided to stay an extra day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stopped back to see Dave's mom and Grandad on the way back to Utah. Earlier in the week Brianne had asked Grandad if he and Lucky could come to her birthday party. Suddenly he felt certain that we needed to have a birthday party before we left. I explained that a "pretend" party would work just fine. He didn't agree. He picked up cake and ice cream and he and his friend Minnie had presents for Brianne when we returned. We had a fun little party. Brianne LOVED the porcelain doll and Barbie she was surprised with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SSoFWcmM90I/AAAAAAAAAf0/tbynxAIh4uo/s1600-h/45.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272032196982273858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SSoFWcmM90I/AAAAAAAAAf0/tbynxAIh4uo/s320/45.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brianne with Grandma Karen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SSoFV4VrKgI/AAAAAAAAAfs/0IgTPt6Hmic/s1600-h/15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272032187249273346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 290px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SSoFV4VrKgI/AAAAAAAAAfs/0IgTPt6Hmic/s320/15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brianne with Granddad McHarry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SSoFUhQDG_I/AAAAAAAAAfc/Ke6OHhuvk9I/s1600-h/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272032163871792114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 311px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SSoFUhQDG_I/AAAAAAAAAfc/Ke6OHhuvk9I/s320/9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The boys with Lucky.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The kids are already talking about going to Nebraska next year.  It was a very fun trip indeed.  We only wish it were a little closer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4392272027376427348-7240734749797986461?l=theandersonfamilyfun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theandersonfamilyfun.blogspot.com/feeds/7240734749797986461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4392272027376427348&amp;postID=7240734749797986461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392272027376427348/posts/default/7240734749797986461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392272027376427348/posts/default/7240734749797986461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theandersonfamilyfun.blogspot.com/2008/11/nebraska.html' title='Nebraska'/><author><name>Shell Bell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16382851037412134084</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/_yazti5cpi3A/SSoHYJPWQ4I/AAAAAAAAAgM/7owu9PRgFvs/s72-c/1117.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4392272027376427348.post-7085051720429985931</id><published>2008-11-21T19:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T20:12:51.781-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween</title><content type='html'>Grandma Arnell had trick or treating at her office this year.  It was the perfect kick off to a successful Halloween night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SSeDBMF4gZI/AAAAAAAAAfU/HyLDXnY0kx8/s1600-h/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271325945309462930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 276px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SSeDBMF4gZI/AAAAAAAAAfU/HyLDXnY0kx8/s320/6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love this picture of my mom and Brianne.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SSeDATiBb9I/AAAAAAAAAfM/POMUeZt23Ng/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271325930126667730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SSeDATiBb9I/AAAAAAAAAfM/POMUeZt23Ng/s320/5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grandma with the infamous astronauts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4392272027376427348-7085051720429985931?l=theandersonfamilyfun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theandersonfamilyfun.blogspot.com/feeds/7085051720429985931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4392272027376427348&amp;postID=7085051720429985931' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392272027376427348/posts/default/7085051720429985931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392272027376427348/posts/default/7085051720429985931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theandersonfamilyfun.blogspot.com/2008/11/halloween.html' title='Halloween'/><author><name>Shell Bell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16382851037412134084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SSeDBMF4gZI/AAAAAAAAAfU/HyLDXnY0kx8/s72-c/6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4392272027376427348.post-495318559783428353</id><published>2008-11-21T18:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T19:30:51.093-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Carving Pumpkins</title><content type='html'>We found the best pumpkins this year at a local farm. I was feeling generous that day so I let Collin pick out the biggest pumpkin we have every purchased. He thought he was cool and the other kids didn't mind at all. They loved their choices as well. Carving the pumpkins turned in to a bigger chore than I had imagined. The bigger the pumpkin the thicker the skin and the more guts to clean out . Collin has always had issues touching the slime inside. He did a good chunk of the work but he also recruited Torin to help. I was exhausted by the time we were finished but it was a fun evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SSd27F57ftI/AAAAAAAAAe0/sHN3bvLvnqI/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271312646429966034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 245px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SSd27F57ftI/AAAAAAAAAe0/sHN3bvLvnqI/s320/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brianne obviously has no issues touching the slime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SSd266jVLoI/AAAAAAAAAes/9nc_fAURmfI/s1600-h/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271312643382390402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SSd266jVLoI/AAAAAAAAAes/9nc_fAURmfI/s320/6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Torin concentrating on the job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SSd26hwvbtI/AAAAAAAAAek/rv03gr5a6hs/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271312636727750354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 211px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SSd26hwvbtI/AAAAAAAAAek/rv03gr5a6hs/s320/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The face says it all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4392272027376427348-495318559783428353?l=theandersonfamilyfun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theandersonfamilyfun.blogspot.com/feeds/495318559783428353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4392272027376427348&amp;postID=495318559783428353' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392272027376427348/posts/default/495318559783428353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392272027376427348/posts/default/495318559783428353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theandersonfamilyfun.blogspot.com/2008/11/carving-pumpkins.html' title='Carving Pumpkins'/><author><name>Shell Bell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16382851037412134084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SSd27F57ftI/AAAAAAAAAe0/sHN3bvLvnqI/s72-c/2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4392272027376427348.post-6598399031037912787</id><published>2008-10-14T12:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T12:50:24.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Excitement of the Day</title><content type='html'>Today we had a great surprise.  The UPS man delivered our baby's car seat.  You would have thought he brought a box full of My Little Pony toys or Strawberry Shortcake movies as excited as Brianne was.  We got it put together then Brianne had to try it out.  Her baby fit perfectly.  As did she (at least that's what she thought).  We are excited for the arrival of our new little boy.  Brianne is going to be the best little mother around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SPTxfyth0PI/AAAAAAAAAck/Xgrv9Wd1VOU/s1600-h/DSC01908.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257092193539182834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SPTxfyth0PI/AAAAAAAAAck/Xgrv9Wd1VOU/s320/DSC01908.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SPTxgD_CLYI/AAAAAAAAAcs/8WhQaPtBmCI/s1600-h/DSC01909.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257092198176009602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SPTxgD_CLYI/AAAAAAAAAcs/8WhQaPtBmCI/s320/DSC01909.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SPTvh2fmDYI/AAAAAAAAAcc/42UMRxS70ug/s1600-h/DSC01906.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257090029890964866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SPTvh2fmDYI/AAAAAAAAAcc/42UMRxS70ug/s320/DSC01906.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4392272027376427348-6598399031037912787?l=theandersonfamilyfun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theandersonfamilyfun.blogspot.com/feeds/6598399031037912787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4392272027376427348&amp;postID=6598399031037912787' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392272027376427348/posts/default/6598399031037912787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392272027376427348/posts/default/6598399031037912787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theandersonfamilyfun.blogspot.com/2008/10/excitement-of-day.html' title='Excitement of the Day'/><author><name>Shell Bell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16382851037412134084</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/_yazti5cpi3A/SPTxfyth0PI/AAAAAAAAAck/Xgrv9Wd1VOU/s72-c/DSC01908.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4392272027376427348.post-1630586973472746522</id><published>2008-09-21T18:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T18:48:55.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flying High</title><content type='html'>Last week Dave took the kids for a helicopter ride.  I was at work missing all of the fun.  Dave has all kinds of connections at work.  The latest being a helicopter pilot.  When Brianne woke up the next morning it was the first thing she told me.  She had such a great time.  The boys loved it as well.  Torin said his favorite part was getting so close to the mountain.  Collin and Torin both told me about chasing a fox in a field.  I was amazed they could see it from the air.  Collin's favorite part was making big turns so they were almost on their side.  Of course I love all the pictures showing my kids with such big smiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SNby1hKmA-I/AAAAAAAAAbk/oiS39Bcrcsk/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248649416996684770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SNby1hKmA-I/AAAAAAAAAbk/oiS39Bcrcsk/s320/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SNby2NI6WVI/AAAAAAAAAbs/jokCGM8uIus/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248649428800788818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SNby2NI6WVI/AAAAAAAAAbs/jokCGM8uIus/s320/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SNby2XD3idI/AAAAAAAAAb0/3uLUndapcYE/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248649431463987666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SNby2XD3idI/AAAAAAAAAb0/3uLUndapcYE/s320/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SNby2hbmsZI/AAAAAAAAAb8/eoCEuBzImRE/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248649434247901586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SNby2hbmsZI/AAAAAAAAAb8/eoCEuBzImRE/s320/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SNby22Fu1CI/AAAAAAAAAcE/Pwkii2gawt0/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248649439793304610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SNby22Fu1CI/AAAAAAAAAcE/Pwkii2gawt0/s320/5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4392272027376427348-1630586973472746522?l=theandersonfamilyfun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theandersonfamilyfun.blogspot.com/feeds/1630586973472746522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4392272027376427348&amp;postID=1630586973472746522' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392272027376427348/posts/default/1630586973472746522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392272027376427348/posts/default/1630586973472746522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theandersonfamilyfun.blogspot.com/2008/09/flying-high.html' title='Flying High'/><author><name>Shell Bell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16382851037412134084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SNby1hKmA-I/AAAAAAAAAbk/oiS39Bcrcsk/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4392272027376427348.post-6116533314726865297</id><published>2008-08-27T20:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T22:06:59.602-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to School</title><content type='html'>It is that time of year again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SLYeVw97M6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/joKg7Fu35UY/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239408575762871202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SLYeVw97M6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/joKg7Fu35UY/s320/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239408583182276226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SLYeWMm2VoI/AAAAAAAAAbE/64VbZSLh3HA/s320/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Collin is in the 4th grade. His teacher is Mrs. Wall, who is not as mean as he thought she would be. She is actually "kind of nice". Torin is in the 2nd grade his teacher is Mr. Branson. He is a fantastic teacher with years of experience. Both of the boys seem very happy with their classes. Brianne was really upset that she couldn't go to school too. She has a computer class that starts next week. She is counting down the days. In the mean time whenever I ask her what she wants to do it is always to have preschool at home. It should be a good year for us all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4392272027376427348-6116533314726865297?l=theandersonfamilyfun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theandersonfamilyfun.blogspot.com/feeds/6116533314726865297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4392272027376427348&amp;postID=6116533314726865297' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392272027376427348/posts/default/6116533314726865297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392272027376427348/posts/default/6116533314726865297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theandersonfamilyfun.blogspot.com/2008/08/back-to-school.html' title='Back to School'/><author><name>Shell Bell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16382851037412134084</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/_yazti5cpi3A/SLYeVw97M6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/joKg7Fu35UY/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4392272027376427348.post-8304174002161557115</id><published>2008-08-27T20:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T07:21:56.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Attack of the Killer Bees</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SLYaXKl5ahI/AAAAAAAAAa0/G92mcEfGlS0/s1600-h/DSC01592.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239404201774770706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SLYaXKl5ahI/AAAAAAAAAa0/G92mcEfGlS0/s320/DSC01592.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So they aren't exactly killer bees but they sure were vicious. Last week I had planned to paint the garage. After vacuuming the cob webs off the wood I set in. Less than 5 minutes in to the project I felt and heard what I thought were flies around my head. I started swatting them away then I noticed a bee in my paint. Almost &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;simultaneously&lt;/span&gt; I felt a sting on the top of my head. I climbed off the ladder and literally started screaming while waving my hands in the air. Brianne was close by so I told her to run away too. I scared her so bad she now thinks every flying insect is a bee and wants to run. It turned out we had a big hornets nest which was located behind the wood above our garage door. I think the vacuum upset them and they were swarming to protect their home.  I called Dave to tell him about the drama. I was ready to fork over $50-80 to have someone come get rid of it. He said I should wait until the boys got home and send them out with towels. (They like to snap bugs with hand towels.) I was pretty sure he was joking... My amazing husband somehow got rid of it a couple days later while I was at work. I was able to get the garage painted and I am no longer afraid to wash the car in our driveway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4392272027376427348-8304174002161557115?l=theandersonfamilyfun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theandersonfamilyfun.blogspot.com/feeds/8304174002161557115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4392272027376427348&amp;postID=8304174002161557115' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392272027376427348/posts/default/8304174002161557115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392272027376427348/posts/default/8304174002161557115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theandersonfamilyfun.blogspot.com/2008/08/attack-of-killer-bees.html' title='Attack of the Killer Bees'/><author><name>Shell Bell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16382851037412134084</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SLYaXKl5ahI/AAAAAAAAAa0/G92mcEfGlS0/s72-c/DSC01592.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4392272027376427348.post-1437419071224559953</id><published>2008-08-14T13:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T14:27:43.641-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Loosing Teeth</title><content type='html'>On July 21st Collin went to a Cub Scout day camp. He had a great time with all the activities. He also came home with a funny story. While he was eating a piece of candy he felt something hard in his mouth so he spit it out. It landed in the dirt so he couldn't tell what it was. He picked it up and licked it off (gross) thinking it may still be edible. He soon realized it was his tooth. That night the Tooth Fairy kindly brought him $2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SKSd5Q_XN4I/AAAAAAAAAaM/XBxG6aSDDGw/s1600-h/DSC01177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234482274050193282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SKSd5Q_XN4I/AAAAAAAAAaM/XBxG6aSDDGw/s320/DSC01177.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The next day he realized he had another loose tooth. It really wasn't quite ready to come out but he was determined (he had visions of $$$). We looked online for ideas on how to pull a loose tooth.  We tried everything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SKSd5iCLihI/AAAAAAAAAaU/JKzTrEBrZdo/s1600-h/DSC01179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234482278625413650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SKSd5iCLihI/AAAAAAAAAaU/JKzTrEBrZdo/s320/DSC01179.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I gave up helping but he kept playing with it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SKSd6Ds0SsI/AAAAAAAAAac/GJG0c8Gb570/s1600-h/DSC01180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234482287662615234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SKSd6Ds0SsI/AAAAAAAAAac/GJG0c8Gb570/s320/DSC01180.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Soon he had success.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SKSd6V7BLSI/AAAAAAAAAak/iDsTk-3bm24/s1600-h/DSC01181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234482292554018082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SKSd6V7BLSI/AAAAAAAAAak/iDsTk-3bm24/s320/DSC01181.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is the big whole from loosing two teeth in two days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SKSbrwDNNKI/AAAAAAAAAaE/8ghJoZg1_3w/s1600-h/DSC01181.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4392272027376427348-1437419071224559953?l=theandersonfamilyfun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theandersonfamilyfun.blogspot.com/feeds/1437419071224559953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4392272027376427348&amp;postID=1437419071224559953' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392272027376427348/posts/default/1437419071224559953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392272027376427348/posts/default/1437419071224559953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theandersonfamilyfun.blogspot.com/2008/08/loosing-teeth.html' title='Loosing Teeth'/><author><name>Shell Bell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16382851037412134084</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/_yazti5cpi3A/SKSd5Q_XN4I/AAAAAAAAAaM/XBxG6aSDDGw/s72-c/DSC01177.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4392272027376427348.post-1670525290456308938</id><published>2008-08-07T23:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T00:42:20.931-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'>SLC Trip</title><content type='html'>In June we took the kids up to Salt Lake for a weekend.  We stayed at a Residence Inn right across the street from Pioneer Park.  It was a great location.  We walked everywhere or else rode &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Trax&lt;/span&gt;.  One of our favorite destinations is the Gateway.  The kids had a blast playing in the fountains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SJvu-7R-mpI/AAAAAAAAAZY/GA9EvqRRdvc/s1600-h/DSC01121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232038156953361042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SJvu-7R-mpI/AAAAAAAAAZY/GA9EvqRRdvc/s320/DSC01121.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SJvu_E8lIOI/AAAAAAAAAZg/vfHEnVaUcQg/s1600-h/DSC01131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232038159547965666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SJvu_E8lIOI/AAAAAAAAAZg/vfHEnVaUcQg/s320/DSC01131.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunt Heather was in town for a friends wedding.  She only had a little time but was able to meet us at the hotel.  She took us to get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Slurpees&lt;/span&gt; and then we swam so the kids could show off all their cool moves. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SJvu_X45oXI/AAAAAAAAAZo/1c6JP6S4lXI/s1600-h/DSC01143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232038164632805746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SJvu_X45oXI/AAAAAAAAAZo/1c6JP6S4lXI/s320/DSC01143.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Last year Brianne was fearless with water.  She was constantly jumping in to the water and could almost get herself up for a breath of air.  This year she started out really timid and wouldn't even jump in to a pool.  During this trip I got her to jump in but she insisted on holding my fingers.  I would let her hold my fingers then throw her in to the water so that she would go under and have to kick her way up.  I was so excited when she was making it all the way up and getting a breath.  We showed Dad her new trick thinking he would be impressed.  Not so.  He started playing with her and within ten minutes he had her jumping in by herself and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;swimming&lt;/span&gt; half way across the short length of the pool.  Now that was impressive.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SJvu_nqbwiI/AAAAAAAAAZw/m-dlhQUMHuk/s1600-h/DSC01149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232038168867095074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yazti5cpi3A/SJvu_nqbwiI/AAAAAAAAAZw/m-dlhQUMHuk/s320/DSC01149.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The guys created a fun game on this trip.  They would throw a rock across the pool then see who could get the rock first.  With three Anderson boys this was a very competitive game.  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I guess it is better to just start so here it goes.  My hope is that this will be a history for my family that we will always enjoy looking back on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4392272027376427348-334002394024711191?l=theandersonfamilyfun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theandersonfamilyfun.blogspot.com/feeds/334002394024711191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4392272027376427348&amp;postID=334002394024711191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392272027376427348/posts/default/334002394024711191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4392272027376427348/posts/default/334002394024711191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theandersonfamilyfun.blogspot.com/2008/08/here-we-go.html' title='Here we go...'/><author><name>Shell Bell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16382851037412134084</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
