<?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-7752231489600569226</id><updated>2012-01-26T19:18:50.961-07:00</updated><category term='Holiday'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='Lent 10'/><category term='Maggie'/><category term='Dogs'/><category term='Yellowstone'/><category term='Rocky'/><category term='red lodge'/><category term='Birthday'/><category term='Wine'/><category term='Maggie-ism'/><category term='photos'/><category term='Vacation'/><category term='Maggie-isms'/><category term='Baby 2.0'/><category term='Seattle'/><category term='Wendy'/><category term='Veggies'/><category term='Church'/><category term='jeff the nature guy'/><category term='Resolution'/><category term='Snow'/><category term='Food'/><category term='video'/><category term='Baby 2.1'/><category term='beartooth nature center'/><category term='jessica dailey'/><category term='billings clinic'/><category term='Patsy'/><category term='Football'/><category term='Jessie'/><category term='Lent 2011'/><category term='School'/><category term='Books'/><title type='text'>The Montana Dailey News</title><subtitle type='html'>Family, Food &amp;amp; Fotos</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482024836687697379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/SVuRVEYTIJI/AAAAAAAAAXw/JFKvxy7lQvM/S220/Merry-go-round.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>407</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752231489600569226.post-1320471481218285691</id><published>2012-01-26T19:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T19:18:51.004-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wine'/><title type='text'>A Chardonnay Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-X3km2yliCs4/TyIJhnyb67I/AAAAAAAADWM/A-xlGfKrB3U/s0/2012-01-26_18-48-47_25.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-X3km2yliCs4/TyIJhnyb67I/AAAAAAAADWM/A-xlGfKrB3U/s400/2012-01-26_18-48-47_25.jpg' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tonight I'm enjoying the only white wine in this month's wine club selections. A 2006 Chardonnay from Milbrandt Vineyards. I'm normally not a big fan of chardonnay as it can feel like the tastes from the barrel overpower the taste of the wine. This taste is not overpowering. Light citrus, creamy texture and a slightly spicy finish. I'm adding this to the list to find again!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752231489600569226-1320471481218285691?l=mtdaileys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/feeds/1320471481218285691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2012/01/chardonnay-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/1320471481218285691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/1320471481218285691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2012/01/chardonnay-day.html' title='A Chardonnay Day'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482024836687697379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/SVuRVEYTIJI/AAAAAAAAAXw/JFKvxy7lQvM/S220/Merry-go-round.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-X3km2yliCs4/TyIJhnyb67I/AAAAAAAADWM/A-xlGfKrB3U/s72-c/2012-01-26_18-48-47_25.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752231489600569226.post-7272273116518773698</id><published>2012-01-26T17:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T17:27:00.264-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Church'/><title type='text'>Walking to Emmaus</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Two weekends ago, I wrote about Rocky being on a spiritual journey and that I would go the following weekend.&amp;nbsp; So I’m back.&amp;nbsp; It was an unbelievable weekend.&amp;nbsp; There were times I wondered why I chose to attend, but by the end, I was convinced it was the best way to spend that weekend.&amp;nbsp; It truly was where God wanted and needed me to be.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;It’s difficult to describe the weekend and the only way I’ve been able to come up with is it’s a weekend filled with God’s grace &amp;amp; love.&amp;nbsp; I felt his grace &amp;amp; love in ways I never have before, and in ways I don’t anticipate feeling again.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I was fortunate to know many of the women on the walk.&amp;nbsp; There were several from our church, most from our small (growing larger) group.&amp;nbsp; It was nice to be have women there I was already comfortable with, who knew who I was leaving behind.&amp;nbsp; It was hard.&amp;nbsp; It was really hard to leave my girls behind, knowing I wouldn’t be able to see or speak to them until Sunday.&amp;nbsp; I couldn’t help the tears of sadness Thursday night and on Friday.&amp;nbsp; It was the first time I have slept alone since before Jessie was born.&amp;nbsp; Amazing, when you think about it.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I learned things about myself and about God.&amp;nbsp; My weakness, my sins were laid before me.&amp;nbsp; But I was also able to spend time in His Word, without really being in his Word.&amp;nbsp; I wish I had brought my Bible as there were many verses, passages I wrote down that I wanted to mark then and there.&amp;nbsp; It feels different for me, to mark scripture in my Bible rather than just writing down the verse.&amp;nbsp; Seeing it in context, to the book, to the rest of the books.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Things come to me at odd times now that I’m back in the real world.&amp;nbsp; I don’t feel different, yet I know I am.&amp;nbsp; I find myself wondering why other people aren’t different – then I remind myself that I have changed.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The women’s weekend theme was a Red Door, which means welcome in old American tradition.&amp;nbsp; A red door would tell a traveler that this is a welcoming place of rest.&amp;nbsp; A traveler would know that they would be welcomed in, given food and a place to stay.&amp;nbsp; And that’s what the Walk was for me.&amp;nbsp; It was a welcome, a re-welcome, to God and to new Sisters in Christ.&amp;nbsp; I was given food (oh Lord, was I given FOOD!)&amp;nbsp; And it was a place of rest.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;But they urged him strongly, "Stay with us, for it is nearly evening; the day is almost over." So he went in to stay with them.&amp;nbsp; Luke 24: 29&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752231489600569226-7272273116518773698?l=mtdaileys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/feeds/7272273116518773698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2012/01/walking-to-emmaus.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/7272273116518773698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/7272273116518773698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2012/01/walking-to-emmaus.html' title='Walking to Emmaus'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482024836687697379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/SVuRVEYTIJI/AAAAAAAAAXw/JFKvxy7lQvM/S220/Merry-go-round.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752231489600569226.post-6994589658516653964</id><published>2012-01-16T17:42:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T17:50:37.431-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maggie-ism'/><title type='text'>Maggie on Martin Luther King Jr</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Last week, Maggie pipes up from the backseat to tell me about a book her teacher read at school about Martin Luther King Jr.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Mom, you didn't know that in the olden days some white people weren't very nice to black people. And they made black people sit in the back of the bus. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); "&gt;And t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); "&gt;hen Martin Luther Kings Jr came and told people to be nice to each other. And then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); "&gt;, and Mom this is the sad part, some&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); "&gt;body shot him. But we remember him now because he just wanted people to be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); "&gt;nice to each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752231489600569226-6994589658516653964?l=mtdaileys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/feeds/6994589658516653964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2012/01/maggie-on-martin-luther-king-jr.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/6994589658516653964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/6994589658516653964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2012/01/maggie-on-martin-luther-king-jr.html' title='Maggie on Martin Luther King Jr'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482024836687697379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/SVuRVEYTIJI/AAAAAAAAAXw/JFKvxy7lQvM/S220/Merry-go-round.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752231489600569226.post-102714806815916277</id><published>2012-01-14T13:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T13:25:05.758-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Church'/><title type='text'>Girls’ Night In</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Rocky is currently on a spiritual journey at church – the Walk to Emmaus.&amp;#160; It’s 4 days at the church, time spent in fellowship with other men.&amp;#160; I know he is, well, not sure if it’s a fun time, but I know at the end of the week he will be stronger in his faith.&amp;#160; This 4 days includes no contact with the outside world, so I am single parenting it this weekend.&amp;#160; This is the longest we will have been apart with no contact since we started dating back in 2000, and the longest he has been away from the girls.&amp;#160; I will go on the same journey next weekend, and while I’m looking forward to growing closer to God and to some women in the church, I know, as I’m sure he is, part of me will be worried about Rocky being the single parent.&amp;#160; I know he will be MUCH better at it than I am, but the nights worry me a bit.&amp;#160; So, to help pass the time this weekend and because other women’s husbands are busy with the Walk, I hosted a girls’ night in last night.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;9 women from church came over for some good food, good wine, the movie “&lt;a href="http://www.bridesmaidsmovie.com/index.php"&gt;Bridesmaids&lt;/a&gt;” and a LOT of laughter.&amp;#160; 6 bottles of Cupcake varieties and 1 &lt;a href="http://www.apothic.com/wine.html"&gt;Apothic Red&lt;/a&gt;, which went very nicely with the Cupcake reds.&amp;#160; My wonderful church Sisters brought more great food than we could eat and we talked and laughed and ate.&amp;#160; And watching “Bridesmaids” with these women was much more fun than watching with my husband [he didn’t really get it in the way that we did] where we laughed and laughed until tears streamed down our faces.&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-Xc81mfbAPf0/TxHkmdsrAsI/AAAAAAAADTo/mV6pgCaUGu4/s1600-h/2012-01-13_17-39-38_37%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="2012-01-13_17-39-38_37" border="0" alt="2012-01-13_17-39-38_37" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-anxW-7jqN4M/TxHkm-so1WI/AAAAAAAADTw/Z4aJiki7FpA/2012-01-13_17-39-38_37_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="139" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-qL2WoU94vDs/TxHknvOxw9I/AAAAAAAADT4/8cqajpLUXQs/s1600-h/2012-01-14_05-59-39_972%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="2012-01-14_05-59-39_972" border="0" alt="2012-01-14_05-59-39_972" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-MhYLkX3rxH4/TxHkoEn8jNI/AAAAAAAADUA/ICAub3hS8dE/2012-01-14_05-59-39_972_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="139" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I love the times I am able to spend with these wonderful women.&amp;#160; After we left Michigan I prayed for a long time for God to bring us some Godly friends.&amp;#160; It took some time, but I’m glad that he was able to bring us to this place at this time to be with these people.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Luke 2:10 … you have saved the best till now.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752231489600569226-102714806815916277?l=mtdaileys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/feeds/102714806815916277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2012/01/girls-night-in.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/102714806815916277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/102714806815916277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2012/01/girls-night-in.html' title='Girls’ Night In'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482024836687697379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/SVuRVEYTIJI/AAAAAAAAAXw/JFKvxy7lQvM/S220/Merry-go-round.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-anxW-7jqN4M/TxHkm-so1WI/AAAAAAAADTw/Z4aJiki7FpA/s72-c/2012-01-13_17-39-38_37_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752231489600569226.post-9925022758145779</id><published>2012-01-11T11:43:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T11:43:00.226-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wine'/><title type='text'>January 2012 Wine Club</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;A new year, a new monthly selection! I went online tonight to see what I could find out about this month's selections. The first is &lt;a href="https://www.benesserevineyards.com/index.cfm"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Benessere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Sangoivese&lt;/span&gt;, a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Napa&lt;/span&gt; Valley &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-A-Ggk-iII6w/TwiSWlUqFgI/AAAAAAAADRY/RLjGWaY5cBk/s1600-h/2012-01-07_10-08-51_508%25255B3%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; DISPLAY: inline; MARGIN-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" title="2012-01-07_10-08-51_508" border="0" alt="2012-01-07_10-08-51_508" align="left" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-AQ44W0pYCTA/TwiSXHim0BI/AAAAAAAADRg/5N8r9swBjPM/2012-01-07_10-08-51_508_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="139" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;winery that specializes in Italian grapes/wines. "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Benessere&lt;/span&gt;" is the Italian word for well being and prosperity. &lt;a href="https://www.benesserevineyards.com/store/index.cfm?fuseaction=productdetail&amp;amp;product_id=321"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Sangoivese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; is an ancient Tuscan grape that blends as many as six different clones of this noble variety, grown on an estate north of Saint Helena, whose gravelly clay and loam soils are perfectly suited to the production of this aromatic and complex wine. Their website mentions that this would go well served in a large glass at room temperature with a Tuscan style steak. I'm not sure what exactly a Tuscan style steak is [I will have to utilize my Google-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;fu&lt;/span&gt; skills to find a recipe], but this sounds like a good reason (like I needed one) to purchase extra large wine glasses, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ala&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cougar_Town"&gt;Cougar Town&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The 2&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; is another American wine, but from Washington State. I must admit I am really enjoying both Washington and Oregon wines. And I'm rather looking forward to the &lt;a href="http://www.milbrandtvineyards.com/index.cfm"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Milbrandt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.milbrandtvineyards.com/index.cfm?method=storeproducts.showdrilldown&amp;amp;productid=7cce3fef-bcaa-0a86-ed21-c046796f5a97&amp;amp;ProductCategoryID=c8cd9a95-0696-21ab-12b6-a277de2e375d&amp;amp;WineryID=93EC35EC-A37F-4638-0A7E-241EB710662F&amp;amp;WineTypeID=&amp;amp;ProductType=&amp;amp;wineVarietalID=&amp;amp;wineRegionID=&amp;amp;vintage=&amp;amp;lowprice=&amp;amp;highPrice=&amp;amp;WineBrandID=&amp;amp;WineAppellationID=&amp;amp;lowletter=&amp;amp;highletter=&amp;amp;OrderBy=PXPC.DisplayOrder" shippingstate="'CA"&gt;Evergreen Chardonnay&lt;/a&gt;. Several hints of banana, pineapple, papaya and nectarines, along with smoke and vanilla, are promised. Sue says there is a lush finish and a food-worthy acidity. And now, to decide what to make with it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The final wine, Faustino VII, was a bit trickier to find. Google was not my friend for this search. A search for Faustino brought up &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/David_Faustino"&gt;Married with Children's Bud&lt;/a&gt;. I finally found &lt;a href="http://www.bodegasfaustino.com/eng/1024x768.htm"&gt;Bodegas Faustino&lt;/a&gt;, but it was difficult to navigate. So, to make things easier, I finally just got the bottle and was finally able to locate the wine on &lt;a href="http://www.wine.com/V6/Faustino-VII-2009/wine/110009/detail.aspx"&gt;wine.com&lt;/a&gt;. A review on wine.com said this is a nice every day wine, so I decided to open it this weekend. I'm, unfortunately, not very impressed. I think it probably should have been kept for a while to age a bit, as even my new aerator did not help. I may use the rest of it to make pot roast. [&lt;em&gt;update: as the wine sat, I did enjoy it a bit more. I know I wouldn't seek this wine out again, but may enjoy the rest of it later this week, perhaps with a hearty meal to even out the leathery smell/taste.]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752231489600569226-9925022758145779?l=mtdaileys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/feeds/9925022758145779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-2012-wine-club.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/9925022758145779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/9925022758145779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-2012-wine-club.html' title='January 2012 Wine Club'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482024836687697379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/SVuRVEYTIJI/AAAAAAAAAXw/JFKvxy7lQvM/S220/Merry-go-round.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-AQ44W0pYCTA/TwiSXHim0BI/AAAAAAAADRg/5N8r9swBjPM/s72-c/2012-01-07_10-08-51_508_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752231489600569226.post-9137566260707376429</id><published>2012-01-07T18:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T18:02:13.318-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maggie'/><title type='text'>Ice Skating!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-AbgXHN9Nk_g/Twjq7TRMeCI/AAAAAAAADRo/D3-z8Lge7fc/s1600-h/2012-01-07_14-48-55_31%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; 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border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="2012-01-07_15-40-39_445" border="0" alt="2012-01-07_15-40-39_445" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-RUaNr7eKiMI/TwjrEwYJjFI/AAAAAAAADTg/i2nj8qGxaX8/2012-01-07_15-40-39_445_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="139" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It was Girl Scouts on Ice day at the local hockey rink.&amp;#160; Maggie &amp;amp; I were able to spend an hour learning how to get up off the ice, er ice skate.&amp;#160; I was very very proud of Maggie, who fell often, but got up with a smile on her face every single time.&amp;#160; I was also pretty proud of myself, in that not only did I not fall, but I was able to help Maggie and even skate a little bit myself – which is impressive as I haven’t even been on rollerblades since we left Michigan.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Once we took our skates off, the hunger got the better of her and the crabbiness started.&amp;#160; Fortunately, McDonald’s wasn’t far away and I was able to stave off a total meltdown with some McNuggets, french fries, and a hot chocolate.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752231489600569226-9137566260707376429?l=mtdaileys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/feeds/9137566260707376429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2012/01/ice-skating.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/9137566260707376429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/9137566260707376429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2012/01/ice-skating.html' title='Ice Skating!'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482024836687697379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/SVuRVEYTIJI/AAAAAAAAAXw/JFKvxy7lQvM/S220/Merry-go-round.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-shys2E4eKQg/Twjq8J7k-nI/AAAAAAAADRw/r1besnXtsos/s72-c/2012-01-07_14-48-55_31_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752231489600569226.post-5589291707072557583</id><published>2012-01-07T09:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T09:36:25.948-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jessie'/><title type='text'>Just Like Sissy</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href='http://lh6.ggpht.com/-hvltcBrBj9k/Twh0hbqMPCI/AAAAAAAADRQ/BpSAWld8QoM/s0/2012-01-04_21-00-06_853.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh6.ggpht.com/-hvltcBrBj9k/Twh0hbqMPCI/AAAAAAAADRQ/BpSAWld8QoM/s400/2012-01-04_21-00-06_853.jpg' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jessie loves her Sissy! And while Maggie does relish her role as big sister, there are occasions of frustration for her.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;At 19 months now, Jessie can recognize most major body parts on herself and others. She is starting to recognize colors which they are working on in her room at daycare. Her vocabulary continues to expand both verbal &amp;amp; sign. I had forgotten how much fun it is to watch a toddler learn!&amp;#160; Her favorite word right now is "ah-pee" (open). She is also kind of starting to count: when she wants to jump she will start with "two, two"&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;I'm still nursing Jessie. I've started thinking about weaning her, but it still calms her and we nurse when she asks - which how can you say No when your toddler signs eat and says "pease" at the same time? &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;Jessie loves to wrestle and tickle and be tickled!&amp;#160; She loves to dance, giggle, and hug the dogs. Who reluctantly put up with her! I think they both know she is a great source of scraps &amp;amp; will soon be able to play real games.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752231489600569226-5589291707072557583?l=mtdaileys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/feeds/5589291707072557583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2012/01/just-like-sissy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/5589291707072557583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/5589291707072557583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2012/01/just-like-sissy.html' title='Just Like Sissy'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482024836687697379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/SVuRVEYTIJI/AAAAAAAAAXw/JFKvxy7lQvM/S220/Merry-go-round.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/-hvltcBrBj9k/Twh0hbqMPCI/AAAAAAAADRQ/BpSAWld8QoM/s72-c/2012-01-04_21-00-06_853.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752231489600569226.post-7493682922323431402</id><published>2012-01-02T15:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T15:07:53.542-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wine'/><title type='text'>Ringing in the New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-huwYtZxGuTg/TwIpJ_jHFgI/AAAAAAAADP4/yQoKmDkyB88/s1600-h/champagne%25255B3%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; border-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="champagne" border="0" alt="champagne" align="left" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-8Xc7BTeWjN4/TwIpKv8clOI/AAAAAAAADQA/J_Uv1H9SuO4/champagne_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Rocky &amp;amp; I are not party animals and we hadn’t even discussed going out for new year’s eve until our friends Tim &amp;amp; Diane mentioned a wine tasting at &lt;a href="http://www.simplywine.co/"&gt;Simply Wine&lt;/a&gt;. And not just any tasting, but a Champagne tasting!&amp;#160; And not just any sparkling wine tasting, but Dom Perignon and Cristal were included!!&amp;#160; This was not a tasting to pass up.&amp;#160; Fortunately, we were able to get a babysitter [thanks Becca] at kind of the last minute [confirmed her on Wednesday before].&amp;#160; We met up with Tim &amp;amp; Diane, and their friend Yvette at Jake’s for a little “priming” and food.&amp;#160; The food was yummy and we then headed to Simply &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-4gu1MNxUNVk/TwIpLCaIZWI/AAAAAAAADQI/wRAXdUhQ7E8/s1600-h/2011-12-31_19-14-48_593%25255B5%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; border-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="2011-12-31_19-14-48_593" border="0" alt="2011-12-31_19-14-48_593" align="right" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-YpmivBoMJdw/TwIpLxRJggI/AAAAAAAADQQ/tuRPWppE7fc/2011-12-31_19-14-48_593_thumb%25255B3%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="139" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wine for the main event.&amp;#160; I forgot to get pictures of the first 2, &lt;a href="http://www.piper-heidsieck.com/home.html"&gt;Piper-Heidsick&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.perrier-jouet.com/"&gt;Perrier Jouet&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;#160; I really liked the Perrier Jouet, it was fairly “soft” (can’t think of a better way to describe the bubbles), not too sweet and not too dry.&amp;#160; The third &lt;a href="http://www.thewinedoctor.com/champagne/jacquesson.shtml"&gt;Champagne was Jacquesson&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;#160; I liked it as well – of course, there was not much to not like about any of them (other than the price!)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;After the Jacquesson, the Cristal was to be next, but we had to wait for a bottle to be opened, so we were served &lt;a href="http://www.domperignon.com/#/en/"&gt;Dom Perignon&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;#160; Yes, that’s right DOM!!! [Rocky has already told me to not get used to it.] By far, my favorite. Now, I’m not a big wine snob nor do I drink a lot of champagne or even sparkling wine.&amp;#160; But EVERYONE has heard of Cristal &amp;amp; Dom Perignon and that is enough for me to be excited about these 2.&amp;#160; The Dom was just about as perfect as a wine I could ever imagine.&amp;#160; The taste was lovely.&amp;#160; It wasn’t too dry, which I actually had expected it to be dry.&amp;#160; It went so well with the champagne cupcakes [which I MUST try to make] and strawberries.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; border-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="2011-12-31_19-27-45_912" border="0" alt="2011-12-31_19-27-45_912" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-KfrNyhg8vmU/TwIpNOu0InI/AAAAAAAADQY/ZEG_p6PvXkE/2011-12-31_19-27-45_912_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="139" height="244" /&gt;&amp;#160; &lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-LiSfvdOqVec/TwIpOfl6fqI/AAAAAAAADQg/onkOeCi-YJg/s1600-h/2011-12-31_19-31-48_101%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="2011-12-31_19-31-48_101" border="0" alt="2011-12-31_19-31-48_101" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-BaxybxI3SsM/TwIpQPCazcI/AAAAAAAADQo/455-dRWv_xc/2011-12-31_19-31-48_101_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="139" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Diane &amp;amp; I toasting with Dom.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;#160; &lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-INf_b75J2es/TwIpQrrxgwI/AAAAAAAADQw/pZiw9cfQzwc/s1600-h/1325385237899%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="1325385237899" border="0" alt="1325385237899" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-P5DFkMcOkvM/TwIpR-H5KyI/AAAAAAAADQ4/gYxpK2kcMAE/1325385237899_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="148" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And finally, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cristal_(wine)"&gt;the Cristal&lt;/a&gt;. [check out us gangstas! (Diane &amp;amp; me with Yvette &amp;amp; Christa)]&amp;#160; I was a little worried about dropping the bottle – &lt;a href="http://www.wine.com/"&gt;wine.com&lt;/a&gt; has 3 bottles listed ranging from $189 - $500! (Dom is listed as $149, Jacquesson as low as $69, Perrier Jouet for around $50 for non-vintage &amp;amp; Piper-Heidsick at around $35 for non-vintage).&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-8yvGMY-vo7A/TwIpS8pxItI/AAAAAAAADRA/U83yN0DJ0Hs/s1600-h/2011-12-31_19-40-56_670%25255B5%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="2011-12-31_19-40-56_670" border="0" alt="2011-12-31_19-40-56_670" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-2rEtWaTlp-s/TwIpT_PY7KI/AAAAAAAADRI/XgaCZjtbEl4/2011-12-31_19-40-56_670_thumb%25255B3%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="139" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It was a great way to spend New Year’s Eve, and we were even home &amp;amp; in bed by 10:30!&amp;#160; Here’s to a wonderful new year!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Too much of anything is bad, but too much Champagne is just right!” Mark Twain&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752231489600569226-7493682922323431402?l=mtdaileys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/feeds/7493682922323431402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2012/01/ringing-in-new-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/7493682922323431402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/7493682922323431402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2012/01/ringing-in-new-year.html' title='Ringing in the New Year'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482024836687697379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/SVuRVEYTIJI/AAAAAAAAAXw/JFKvxy7lQvM/S220/Merry-go-round.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-8Xc7BTeWjN4/TwIpKv8clOI/AAAAAAAADQA/J_Uv1H9SuO4/s72-c/champagne_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752231489600569226.post-7498898974132714285</id><published>2011-12-30T21:11:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T08:50:45.553-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wine'/><title type='text'>December Wine Club</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-pYY4e48wP0U/Tv6LU7x_baI/AAAAAAAADPo/YmwBC9G5dBU/s0/2011-12-09_18-55-56_78.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-pYY4e48wP0U/Tv6LU7x_baI/AAAAAAAADPo/YmwBC9G5dBU/s400/2011-12-09_18-55-56_78.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-FqtBP7aJ484/Tv6LWm_7eLI/AAAAAAAADPw/vu-mJUyDum8/s0/2011-12-29_18-11-01_858.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-FqtBP7aJ484/Tv6LWm_7eLI/AAAAAAAADPw/vu-mJUyDum8/s400/2011-12-29_18-11-01_858.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Finally getting to the December Wine Club selections! This month was all reds, a blend, a merlot and a pinot noir. I opened the &lt;a href="http://www.renwood.com/Homepage"&gt;Renwood&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.renwood.com/index.cfm?method=products.productDrilldown&amp;amp;productid=80b1fec1-a97b-3578-a3c9-bfc36e17faca&amp;amp;pageID=4e1c6efe-91af-293e-26aa-5ae4f73d28a6&amp;amp;sortBy=DisplayOrder&amp;amp;"&gt;Barbera 2008 &lt;/a&gt;the other night. Very nice, smooth and kind of fruity. Due mentioned it would be perfect for book club which I agree with as I think it would be popular with almost anyone. I enjoyed it in my new stemless wine glasses I got from Pier 1, with a Christmas gift card from my Dad.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The &lt;a href="http://www.wine.com/V6/Barone-Fini-Merlot-2009/wine/112218/detail.aspx"&gt;Merlot&lt;/a&gt; (which I haven't opened yet) is Italian, &lt;a href="http://www.wine.com/v6/Barone-Fini/learnabout.aspx?winery=18866&amp;amp;alphaid=B"&gt;Barone Fini&lt;/a&gt;, and from Sue: "Flavors of rich, ripe cherries &amp;amp; plums ... balanced wine with a long velvety finish ..." Looking forward to trying this one as it's been awhile since I've had a Merlot. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The third wine is a &lt;a href="http://www.babichwines.co.nz/"&gt;Babich&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.babichwines.co.nz/index.cfm/pageid/246/ViewPage/Marlborough-Pinot-Noir-2008"&gt;Pinot Noir&lt;/a&gt;, a New Zealand winery, and from the &lt;a href="http://www.babichwines.co.nz/index.cfm/pageid/17/ViewPage/Marlborough"&gt;Marlborough vinyard&lt;/a&gt;. Sue recommends this one with roasted duck, which I have never tried to even make before. However, I do have a receipe for roasted duck in my new Alton Brown cookbook, so perhaps this is a good reason to try both! The website mentions that the wine could sit for upto 5 years, so this one may sit in my "cellar" for a while. One of the main reasons I wanted to join the wine club is to build up my cellar. This also will give me time to build up my confidence to try to make duck!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both; FONT-SIZE: xx-small"&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752231489600569226-7498898974132714285?l=mtdaileys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/feeds/7498898974132714285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/12/december-wine-club.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/7498898974132714285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/7498898974132714285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/12/december-wine-club.html' title='December Wine Club'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482024836687697379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/SVuRVEYTIJI/AAAAAAAAAXw/JFKvxy7lQvM/S220/Merry-go-round.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-pYY4e48wP0U/Tv6LU7x_baI/AAAAAAAADPo/YmwBC9G5dBU/s72-c/2011-12-09_18-55-56_78.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752231489600569226.post-2604116088544729782</id><published>2011-12-30T10:01:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T11:06:45.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2011 In Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;What did you do in 2011 that you've never done before?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/08/first-day-of-school-part-1.html"&gt;Maggie started Kindergarten!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;Did you keep your New Year's resolutions, and will you make more for next year? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I did not make any resolutions last year. This year, I would like to make Sundays social media free – basically, no playing on my Droid on Sundays. I’m also planning to get some walks/stairs in at least once a week at work. I’ll be sure to do a resolution update!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;Did anyone close to you give birth?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;We had some births in our church family and extended family this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;4. &lt;strong&gt;Did anyone close to you die?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;We unexpectedly lost &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/05/rest-in-peace-otis.html"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Otis in May&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;5. &lt;strong&gt;What places did you visit?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;We went to &lt;a href="http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/09/wedding.html"&gt;Minneapolis&lt;/a&gt; for cousin Zac &amp;amp; Katie’s wedding where Maggie was the flower girl (with stops in Wilmot, Redfield &amp;amp; Watertown along the way). We went to &lt;a href="http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/10/visiting-grandma.html"&gt;Deer Lodge, MT&lt;/a&gt; to visit Great-Grandma Lucille. And of course, our annual trip to &lt;a href="http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/08/luccock-park-camp-2011.html"&gt;Luccock&lt;/a&gt;, which no summer would be complete without.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;6. &lt;strong&gt;What would you like to have in 2012 that you lacked in 2011?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;A family vacation, that doesn’t involve visiting family, but does involve leaving Montana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;7. &lt;strong&gt;What dates from 2011 will remain etched upon your memory and why?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;June 5, 2011, when &lt;a href="http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/06/welcomed-into-family-of-god.html"&gt;Jessie was baptized&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;8. &lt;strong&gt;What was your biggest achievement of the year?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/01/great-experiment.html"&gt;Giving up satellite/cable TV&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;9. &lt;strong&gt;What was your biggest failure?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Honestly, I don’t think I had any large failures. 2011 was a year with some ups and downs for us as a family. I am still enjoying my career. I was able to do some Bible studies and grow closer to some friends here in Billings. Our summer was rough with Rocky working Saturdays, but now that he’s been home and is almost done with his doctorate, I think it has been a worthwhile change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;10. &lt;strong&gt;Did you suffer any illness or injury?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;2011 was another year of health in our family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;11. &lt;strong&gt;What was the best thing you bought?&lt;/strong&gt; A membership to a &lt;a href="http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/09/wine-club.html"&gt;wine club at Simply Wine&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;12. &lt;strong&gt;Whose behavior merited celebration?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Jessie, as she has spent the last year turning from a baby into a toddler. Curious about everything. Maggie, as she has become a big kid. She’s in Kindergarten, loving most of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;13. &lt;strong&gt;Whose behavior made you appalled and depressed?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;No one’s. We have 2 good kids, 2 good dogs, and I have a wonderful husband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;14. &lt;strong&gt;Where did most of your money go?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Where it always goes: taxes, the house, and daycare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;15. &lt;strong&gt;What did you get really, really, really excited about?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/07/new-baby-in-house.html"&gt;Getting a puppy!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;16. &lt;strong&gt;What song will remind you of 2011?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Billy Joel’s &lt;a href="http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/06/you-may-be-right-i-may-be-crazy.html"&gt;You May Be Right&lt;/a&gt; (but it was worth it to get a puppy!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;17. &lt;strong&gt;Compared to this time last year, are you:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a. happier or sadder? &lt;em&gt;Compared to last year, about the same. 2011 was a pretty good year.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b. thinner or fatter? &lt;em&gt;Thinner! So much so, I &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/11/about-two-and-half-weeks-ago-i-lost-my.html"&gt;&lt;em&gt;lost my wedding rings&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;c. richer or poorer? &lt;em&gt;Technically, poorer. Rocky quit his job in early September. While the Lord has provided for us in the last 4 months as he has searched for other employment &amp;amp; taught part-time, I can’t lie and say it wasn’t stressful or a challenge in these new roles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;18. &lt;strong&gt;What do you wish you'd done more of?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/06/god-is-wild-about-you-vbs-2011_23.html"&gt;Dancing!&lt;/a&gt; Jessie and Maggie are definitely getting us up and dancing more, even if it’s just during the movie credits!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;19. &lt;strong&gt;What do you wish you'd done less of?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Watching TV. But I am a TV/movie person. I do love to have the TV on, even for background noise. I am happy that &lt;a href="http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/02/just-typical-evening-in-dailey.html"&gt;we have done more playing and wrestling as a family&lt;/a&gt;, now that Jessie is big enough to hold her own!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;20. &lt;strong&gt;How did you spend Christmas in 2011?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/12/isaiah-96-luke-213-14.html"&gt;&lt;em&gt;As a family&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;. It was a wonderful Christmas! We also &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/12/north-pole-adventure.html"&gt;&lt;em&gt;visited the North Pole&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;21. &lt;strong&gt;Did you fall in love in 2011?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Every year, I think I do fall in love again with my husband (aww)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;22. &lt;strong&gt;What was your favorite TV program?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;We still like “Community”, “Big Bang Theory”, “Modern Family”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;23. &lt;strong&gt;What did you do for your birthday?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Went out to eat with my family. It was a quiet birthday. May have to plan a party for next year’s milestone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;24. &lt;strong&gt;What was the best book you read?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;I don’t think I read a book for me this year, but I always enjoy reading to my girls. I think the best is &lt;a href="http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/04/maggie-reading.html"&gt;when Maggie reads to me&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;25. &lt;strong&gt;What did you want and get?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Some &lt;a href="http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/04/women-of-faith.html"&gt;special time with my girl friends&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/08/bubbles-puppy-and-5-year-old.html"&gt;Family time in our backyard&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;26. &lt;strong&gt;What did you want and not get?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;A new bra! (though that’s my fault for not just going out and getting one!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;27. &lt;strong&gt;What was your favorite film?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Rocky &amp;amp; I went to the final &lt;a href="http://harrypotter.warnerbros.com/harrypotterandthedeathlyhallows/mainsite/dvd/"&gt;Harry Potter&lt;/a&gt; movie. We went to see “&lt;a href="http://captainamerica.marvel.com/"&gt;Captain America&lt;/a&gt;” at the drive in, and discovered Jessie was not ready for a full length movie! Rocky &amp;amp; I took Maggie to see &lt;a href="http://disney.go.com/muppets/"&gt;The Muppets&lt;/a&gt; over Christmas break and I think we all enjoyed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;28. &lt;strong&gt;Did you make some new friends?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;We had several new families join our church and our Sunday School/small group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;29. &lt;strong&gt;What one thing would have made your year immeasurably more satisfying?&lt;/strong&gt; A&lt;em&gt; satisfying career for my husband. It was a challenging summer and it’s been difficult to watch him struggle in a position that didn’t really challenge him for the past few years. I am praying the Lord will bring him the right career move soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;30. &lt;strong&gt;How would you describe your personal fashion concept in 2011?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Casual, comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;31. &lt;strong&gt;What kept you sane? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/search/label/Wine"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wine&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;32. &lt;strong&gt;What celebrity/public figure did you fancy the most?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/03/star-is-born-9-months-ago.html"&gt;My Jessie&lt;/a&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;33. &lt;strong&gt;What political issue stirred you the most?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Healthcare Reform. On this issue, I am, apparently, a socialist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;34. &lt;strong&gt;Who do you miss?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/07/my-babies.html"&gt;My babies&lt;/a&gt; – they aren’t babies anymore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;35. &lt;strong&gt;What valuable life lesson did you learn?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Mostly just this reminder: Jeremiah 29:11, “For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the Lord, “plans to prosper you and not harm you. Plans to give you hope and a future.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752231489600569226-2604116088544729782?l=mtdaileys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/feeds/2604116088544729782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/12/2011-in-review.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/2604116088544729782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/2604116088544729782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/12/2011-in-review.html' title='2011 In Review'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482024836687697379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/SVuRVEYTIJI/AAAAAAAAAXw/JFKvxy7lQvM/S220/Merry-go-round.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752231489600569226.post-1689752894215139451</id><published>2011-12-25T14:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T15:08:33.805-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Isaiah 9:6, Luke 2:13-14</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;For unto us a child is born, a son is given.&amp;#160; And the government will be upon his shoulder. And his name shall be called Wonderful Counselor, Almighty God, the Everlasting Father, the Prince of Peace.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Suddenly, there was with the angel a multitude of the heavenly host praising God, and saying, “Glory to God! Glory to God in the Highest. and on earth, peace, goodwill toward men.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-gZS0gJbzFZY/TveZSXSn9gI/AAAAAAAADOI/B3IYkbFZQuQ/s1600-h/2011-12-25%2525202011-12-25%252520001%252520004%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="2011-12-25 2011-12-25 001 004" border="0" alt="2011-12-25 2011-12-25 001 004" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-DnXU0_xux3Q/TveZS4Jn1_I/AAAAAAAADOQ/DwYtKshgzkQ/2011-12-25%2525202011-12-25%252520001%252520004_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="184" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-YLrNTaietqM/TveZTiUlyXI/AAAAAAAADOY/bm7FjKZiSrE/s1600-h/2011-12-25%2525202011-12-25%252520001%252520005%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="2011-12-25 2011-12-25 001 005" border="0" alt="2011-12-25 2011-12-25 001 005" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-K0XSE3S7XbM/TveZUEUW1uI/AAAAAAAADOg/RNfNwppqamw/2011-12-25%2525202011-12-25%252520001%252520005_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="184" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-6XdFDBUaclU/TveZU5jeGoI/AAAAAAAADOo/8RmkA1lEhWo/s1600-h/2011-12-25%2525202011-12-25%252520001%252520028%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="2011-12-25 2011-12-25 001 028" border="0" alt="2011-12-25 2011-12-25 001 028" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-tofIvNtu3Ek/TveZVSOiTyI/AAAAAAAADOw/30Q3q3L824E/2011-12-25%2525202011-12-25%252520001%252520028_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160; &lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-7zsqqmofeh4/TveZWAruwII/AAAAAAAADO4/MjFurWm_I18/s1600-h/2011-12-25%2525202011-12-25%252520001%252520020%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="2011-12-25 2011-12-25 001 020" border="0" alt="2011-12-25 2011-12-25 001 020" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-ujE9VeVvkh0/TveZXNF34mI/AAAAAAAADPA/IwTjhYUHfLE/2011-12-25%2525202011-12-25%252520001%252520020_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="184" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-uS2FX_2Bb2Q/TveZX0nm9-I/AAAAAAAADPI/ZjoMnXrjxqs/s1600-h/2011-12-25%2525202011-12-25%252520001%252520034%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="2011-12-25 2011-12-25 001 034" border="0" alt="2011-12-25 2011-12-25 001 034" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-89X0L45slTA/TveZYRddOZI/AAAAAAAADPQ/jAkDWxqF7mI/2011-12-25%2525202011-12-25%252520001%252520034_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-amFiabs-CGg/TveZY7CsqGI/AAAAAAAADPY/wN9ZJ5-Lk7I/s1600-h/2011-12-25%2525202011-12-25%252520001%252520036%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="2011-12-25 2011-12-25 001 036" border="0" alt="2011-12-25 2011-12-25 001 036" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-umZPqUm3_18/TveZZel4-QI/AAAAAAAADPg/NF2rW71L__E/2011-12-25%2525202011-12-25%252520001%252520036_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It is sometime hard to remember the true meaning of Christmas in the midst of the hustle and bustle of shopping for presents, filling stockings &amp;amp; the space under the tree.&amp;#160; It’s one of the reasons I feel the need to go to Christmas Eve services.&amp;#160; At our church, it is a wonderful service of the story of Jesus’ birth from scripture and the old wonderful carols straight from the Hymnal.&amp;#160; Songs my heart can sing without a second thought.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Even so, I love the hustle and bustle of Christmas even more now with the girls.&amp;#160; I love Maggie’s utter true belief in Santa – this morning, she was awake before any of us, yet waited in bed, just in case Santa was still in the house.&amp;#160; Her excitement at seeing all the presents under the tree (even though they were there last night). And her pure joy at each and every gift.&amp;#160; Never once did she say “I didn’t get …” Jessie enjoyed “ah-pen” presents and playing with her new toys – a baby doll, a dinosaur and a new refrigerator toy.&amp;#160; Grandma Alana brought lots and lots of gifts, which made Christmas morning last ALL morning.&amp;#160; We even took a breakfast break.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And now, it’s a quiet Christmas afternoon watching Christmas movies, with the windows open. [It’s 60 degrees and NO snow. I’m still dreaming of a white Christmas, though maybe when Grandpa Mike &amp;amp; Grandma Bonnie come.]&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Glory to God in the highest and Goodwill towards Men.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752231489600569226-1689752894215139451?l=mtdaileys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/feeds/1689752894215139451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/12/isaiah-96-luke-213-14.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/1689752894215139451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/1689752894215139451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/12/isaiah-96-luke-213-14.html' title='Isaiah 9:6, Luke 2:13-14'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482024836687697379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/SVuRVEYTIJI/AAAAAAAAAXw/JFKvxy7lQvM/S220/Merry-go-round.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/-DnXU0_xux3Q/TveZS4Jn1_I/AAAAAAAADOQ/DwYtKshgzkQ/s72-c/2011-12-25%2525202011-12-25%252520001%252520004_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752231489600569226.post-6066189959039047547</id><published>2011-12-25T14:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T14:17:19.990-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Oh Christmas Tree, Oh Christmas Tree</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Exactly 1 month ago, we put up the Christmas tree.&amp;#160; We went with fake this year, and I’m glad we did.&amp;#160; It was easier to put up and much less of a mess!&amp;#160; It was “fun” trying to keep Jessie away from it, and one of her presents had to be put away until Christmas morning (and we almost forgot about it!)&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-eLbJmkjZy6w/TveSwSDwLFI/AAAAAAAADM4/OmcF8oDAZM0/s1600-h/2011-11-25%2525202011-11-25%252520001%252520002%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="2011-11-25 2011-11-25 001 002" border="0" alt="2011-11-25 2011-11-25 001 002" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-bAqnZ8E3rH0/TveSxEffZ9I/AAAAAAAADNA/5i9CipGzm_w/2011-11-25%2525202011-11-25%252520001%252520002_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-jSapaDx8Mkk/TveSyJf6vKI/AAAAAAAADNI/-VTIIl2DtK8/s1600-h/2011-11-25%2525202011-11-25%252520001%252520004%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="2011-11-25 2011-11-25 001 004" border="0" alt="2011-11-25 2011-11-25 001 004" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-cqixkoFAj6E/TveSy7gaivI/AAAAAAAADNQ/e_IhgvyHo-Q/2011-11-25%2525202011-11-25%252520001%252520004_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-QUoaKCsbXzw/TveSzSgarGI/AAAAAAAADNY/srY4r7jZgLU/s1600-h/2011-11-25%2525202011-11-25%252520001%252520008%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="2011-11-25 2011-11-25 001 008" border="0" alt="2011-11-25 2011-11-25 001 008" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-EpGyI3-T41s/TveS0cQ7QlI/AAAAAAAADNg/dk1bPiWcqx4/2011-11-25%2525202011-11-25%252520001%252520008_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="184" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-lehPfOuJRls/TveS1fga7wI/AAAAAAAADNo/UsE5iAojeUM/s1600-h/2011-11-25%2525202011-11-25%252520001%252520009%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="2011-11-25 2011-11-25 001 009" border="0" alt="2011-11-25 2011-11-25 001 009" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-p_n04wAloK4/TveS2D7EdiI/AAAAAAAADNw/DtCtDVZ4CDY/2011-11-25%2525202011-11-25%252520001%252520009_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The tree this morning, before anyone else woke up.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-8n3q6Uuv80g/TveS22YW5cI/AAAAAAAADN4/IpxoY42Dc_4/s1600-h/2011-12-25%2525202011-12-25%252520001%252520001%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="2011-12-25 2011-12-25 001 001" border="0" alt="2011-12-25 2011-12-25 001 001" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-u8INpErR6vQ/TveS3pS8VSI/AAAAAAAADOA/_57vh9RwFOw/2011-12-25%2525202011-12-25%252520001%252520001_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="184" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;A pre-lit tree with a remote that Jessie could operate was a wonderful purchase and I’m happy I finally relented to get a fake tree.&amp;#160; It looks great, even if most of the ornaments are above toddler height.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752231489600569226-6066189959039047547?l=mtdaileys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/feeds/6066189959039047547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/12/oh-christmas-tree-oh-christmas-tree.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/6066189959039047547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/6066189959039047547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/12/oh-christmas-tree-oh-christmas-tree.html' title='Oh Christmas Tree, Oh Christmas Tree'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482024836687697379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/SVuRVEYTIJI/AAAAAAAAAXw/JFKvxy7lQvM/S220/Merry-go-round.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-bAqnZ8E3rH0/TveSxEffZ9I/AAAAAAAADNA/5i9CipGzm_w/s72-c/2011-11-25%2525202011-11-25%252520001%252520002_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752231489600569226.post-4648432441999745456</id><published>2011-12-24T14:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T14:55:23.531-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Baking Christmas Cookies</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-k1qhV0K3vjo/TvZKJ7Pe3SI/AAAAAAAADMQ/mHMzR4kzgBI/s0/2011-12-24_13-05-30_579.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-k1qhV0K3vjo/TvZKJ7Pe3SI/AAAAAAAADMQ/mHMzR4kzgBI/s400/2011-12-24_13-05-30_579.jpg' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href='http://lh6.ggpht.com/-EBaqYYbBVOM/TvZKLpZpwgI/AAAAAAAADMY/VrbqJDZNEFc/s0/2011-12-24_14-08-03_679.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh6.ggpht.com/-EBaqYYbBVOM/TvZKLpZpwgI/AAAAAAAADMY/VrbqJDZNEFc/s400/2011-12-24_14-08-03_679.jpg' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-0pL1Jc26dzs/TvZKNBd2iSI/AAAAAAAADMg/olsAjgchvQ8/s0/2011-12-24_14-22-36_234.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-0pL1Jc26dzs/TvZKNBd2iSI/AAAAAAAADMg/olsAjgchvQ8/s400/2011-12-24_14-22-36_234.jpg' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href='http://lh6.ggpht.com/-YbVsB-eR5KE/TvZKO78Md_I/AAAAAAAADMo/Ce4GOQnQySk/s0/2011-12-24_14-08-11_658.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh6.ggpht.com/-YbVsB-eR5KE/TvZKO78Md_I/AAAAAAAADMo/Ce4GOQnQySk/s400/2011-12-24_14-08-11_658.jpg' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-3yJ6lZGxykc/TvZKQvWsdcI/AAAAAAAADMw/wl4YM909jTI/s0/2011-12-24_14-22-31_247.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-3yJ6lZGxykc/TvZKQvWsdcI/AAAAAAAADMw/wl4YM909jTI/s400/2011-12-24_14-22-31_247.jpg' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A little late in baking cookies this year, but with Grandma driving out on the 23rd we had some time to fill on Christmas Eve and what better way to spend time on Christmas Eve than baking? &lt;/p&gt; &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752231489600569226-4648432441999745456?l=mtdaileys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/feeds/4648432441999745456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/12/baking-christmas-cookies.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/4648432441999745456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/4648432441999745456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/12/baking-christmas-cookies.html' title='Baking Christmas Cookies'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482024836687697379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/SVuRVEYTIJI/AAAAAAAAAXw/JFKvxy7lQvM/S220/Merry-go-round.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-k1qhV0K3vjo/TvZKJ7Pe3SI/AAAAAAAADMQ/mHMzR4kzgBI/s72-c/2011-12-24_13-05-30_579.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752231489600569226.post-8088331892182610542</id><published>2011-12-22T15:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T15:08:33.806-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>The North Pole Adventure!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Last weekend, we took the girls on a &lt;a href="http://montanadinnertrain.com/schedule.html"&gt;North Pole Adventure&lt;/a&gt; train ride to meet Santa.&amp;#160; It was kind of like “The Polar Express” train ride to the “North Pole.”&amp;#160; The &lt;a href="http://www.montanadinnertrain.com/"&gt;Charlie Russell Chew Choo&lt;/a&gt; is a summer time dinner train that the Lewistown Chamber of Commerce utilizes in December to allow kids (and adults) to meet Santa.&amp;#160; We all had a blast!&amp;#160; Maggie was so excited, but got nervous once Santa got on the train, so no family photo with him.&amp;#160; Jessie got very very excited to see Santa once he came out of his house and headed to the train, saying “It-ta! It-ta!” and pointing at Santa.&amp;#160; At one point, she even asked him for shoes (again!)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Our friends the Jenkins came along and we all had a lot of fun, enjoying the start of the Christmas week together in Lewistown.&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-_xwT1duhbnA/TvOo4zxqKOI/AAAAAAAADKM/5BXNwcONoWI/s1600-h/Jessie%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="Jessie" border="0" alt="Jessie" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-Ue5JJp3itEU/TvOo5DE1IsI/AAAAAAAADKQ/dzmGRP_gU6k/Jessie_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-zWxnPyz_N7k/TvOo5WWrbuI/AAAAAAAADKY/Bf6RlFIIyXo/s1600-h/Maggie_train%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="Maggie_train" border="0" alt="Maggie_train" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-_Bq1qOm5MAA/TvOo5qY1ziI/AAAAAAAADKg/A9mwPzRWP9E/Maggie_train_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-kKd3zH2PEvs/TvOo51WSXEI/AAAAAAAADKo/P8gcAbbSYfw/s1600-h/train01%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="train01" border="0" alt="train01" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-JllP4UUZwsY/TvOo6K4MKrI/AAAAAAAADKw/VPEH0swjCv0/train01_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="179" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-gkEd05y8rhQ/TvOo6bRUFrI/AAAAAAAADK4/yriAIx0ujRg/s1600-h/train06%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="train06" border="0" alt="train06" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-6D0ginhGZRk/TvOo6mXVeuI/AAAAAAAADLA/9u4UljEz9SQ/train06_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-6NotTW4FQHw/TvOo60tiVlI/AAAAAAAADLM/kRSm5Lfxxpc/s1600-h/Train03%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="Train03" border="0" alt="Train03" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-MjQL3o_0a-k/TvOo7MHgxXI/AAAAAAAADLU/FftsC7CjmPU/Train03_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-ckGJys1A2ek/TvOo7U0ec3I/AAAAAAAADLc/tiC0oUzmD5Y/s1600-h/Train04%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="Train04" border="0" alt="Train04" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-D4qmlyhdh54/TvOo7uEaUbI/AAAAAAAADLk/VIe_TzBx1DU/Train04_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="148" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It was a beautiful drive to Lewistown as well, though it would have been better with a little bit of snow (it was nice to wait in line for the train in no snow!)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-VtMbrd_GVrA/TvOo73h2ieI/AAAAAAAADLs/y3xk-TDxxOo/s1600-h/train05%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="train05" border="0" alt="train05" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-l0lZWRFX1co/TvOo8KafKJI/AAAAAAAADL0/Dgjr_yINLV8/train05_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="139" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752231489600569226-8088331892182610542?l=mtdaileys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/feeds/8088331892182610542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/12/north-pole-adventure.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/8088331892182610542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/8088331892182610542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/12/north-pole-adventure.html' title='The North Pole Adventure!'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482024836687697379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/SVuRVEYTIJI/AAAAAAAAAXw/JFKvxy7lQvM/S220/Merry-go-round.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-Ue5JJp3itEU/TvOo5DE1IsI/AAAAAAAADKQ/dzmGRP_gU6k/s72-c/Jessie_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752231489600569226.post-6052471537826343877</id><published>2011-12-17T08:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T08:30:30.969-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maggie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>The Bestest Bug Christmas Pageant EVER!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Maggie’s school Christmas show was this past Thursday, December 15.&amp;#160; She was so &lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-GW9BZ_96v3g/Tuy1e5fC8sI/AAAAAAAADI8/47cuzz53VE8/s1600-h/2011-12-15_17-57-52_793%25255B3%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; border-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="2011-12-15_17-57-52_793" border="0" alt="2011-12-15_17-57-52_793" align="right" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-GGgXPNSJqi8/Tuy1gGOHtgI/AAAAAAAADJE/Lmu70bAZs2s/2011-12-15_17-57-52_793_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="139" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;excited as she got to be a Lightening Bug, dressed all in yellow (fun to try to find in December!) and got to carry a flashlight. The show was at the high school’s auditorium and she got to be backstage with her friend Ainslie before the show.&amp;#160; Rocky &amp;amp; I took turns entertaining, or trying to entertain, Jessie while we waited for the show to start.&amp;#160; Next year, we’re getting a babysitter for Jessie!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It was an adorable little program and very well done.&amp;#160; All of the kids were different kinds of bugs and ,if I followed the story correctly, the lightening bugs saved the day by&amp;#160; getting the Christmas tree to light after the Termites ate it.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It turned into a long evening and right after the Kindergartens big number, I think Maggie was done.&amp;#160; A big kid took her spot on the riser and she had to be in the front.&amp;#160; The show was at 6:30, and we only had a snack, not supper, before.&amp;#160; After, Maggie told us that she was kind of nervous and that’s why she was upset.&amp;#160; We told her it was okay to be nervous before a show and that Dad gets nervous sometimes before he has to teach a class.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;We went to Applebee’s after and Maggie just barely made it through supper without falling asleep!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-rjHDLwNxO2s/Tuy1gstP6PI/AAAAAAAADJM/TYwD0JfViK8/s1600-h/2011-12-15_18-48-17_637%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="2011-12-15_18-48-17_637" border="0" alt="2011-12-15_18-48-17_637" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-Vul8h0U-59E/Tuy1hRrzgoI/AAAAAAAADJU/OWcVBYNSu1U/2011-12-15_18-48-17_637_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="139" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-zWeF8y735Sg/Tuy1iIneI3I/AAAAAAAADJc/EHNBIw7m230/s1600-h/2011-12-15_19-01-14_571%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="2011-12-15_19-01-14_571" border="0" alt="2011-12-15_19-01-14_571" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-HWJCaZT2uMY/Tuy1ips5pWI/AAAAAAAADJk/BhvHK3SAWHM/2011-12-15_19-01-14_571_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-eqZm4lvAXd4/Tuy1jeDqyLI/AAAAAAAADJs/N0XimLMQu6c/s1600-h/2011-12-15_19-02-26_702%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="2011-12-15_19-02-26_702" border="0" alt="2011-12-15_19-02-26_702" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-bf_zIfSMO4E/Tuy1kHcF21I/AAAAAAAADJ0/neOJXQtH5EQ/2011-12-15_19-02-26_702_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-cev61vxH8gU/Tuy1k-zh55I/AAAAAAAADJ8/fVINIhgzzBw/s1600-h/2011-12-15_19-02-11_299%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="2011-12-15_19-02-11_299" border="0" alt="2011-12-15_19-02-11_299" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-HS1zrjLA2oU/Tuy1lXnLsoI/AAAAAAAADKE/C3ZCFta69_w/2011-12-15_19-02-11_299_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752231489600569226-6052471537826343877?l=mtdaileys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/feeds/6052471537826343877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/12/bestest-bug-christmas-pageant-ever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/6052471537826343877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/6052471537826343877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/12/bestest-bug-christmas-pageant-ever.html' title='The Bestest Bug Christmas Pageant EVER!'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482024836687697379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/SVuRVEYTIJI/AAAAAAAAAXw/JFKvxy7lQvM/S220/Merry-go-round.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-GGgXPNSJqi8/Tuy1gGOHtgI/AAAAAAAADJE/Lmu70bAZs2s/s72-c/2011-12-15_17-57-52_793_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752231489600569226.post-931742665044860620</id><published>2011-12-10T07:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T07:58:03.073-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jessie'/><title type='text'>18 Months Old</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-_fx8AC4Hnoc/TuNzdesoYiI/AAAAAAAADIw/0nTkGF_B94I/2011-12-08_14-56-51_981.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-_fx8AC4Hnoc/TuNzdesoYiI/AAAAAAAADIw/0nTkGF_B94I/s400/2011-12-08_14-56-51_981.jpg' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Jessie is still a little peanut! 22 lbs 2 oz and 33 inches long, she's right along the 25th percentile.  But even as a little peanut she is all over the place! She doesn't really walk, but runs EVERYWHERE.  She loves to climbs over and on EVERYTHING, including poor Wiconi. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; Her vocabulary is really growing. She can identify and say nose, eyes &amp; toes, but also knows ears and hair.  She has started her transition into the Toddler Room at daycare and loves it. The drop offs are a lot easier as she likes starting in the toddler room and loves Ms Cheryl &amp; Ms Monica. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; The Christmas Tree is a very curious sight to her and most ornaments have been moved up out if her reach. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; Jessie loves her big sister and loves to copy whatever Sissy does. She typically calls her Sissy but can also say Maggie.  She still loves to give hugs and kisses. It's about the only time she stands still!&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.7.4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752231489600569226-931742665044860620?l=mtdaileys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/feeds/931742665044860620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/12/18-months-old.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/931742665044860620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/931742665044860620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/12/18-months-old.html' title='18 Months Old'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482024836687697379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/SVuRVEYTIJI/AAAAAAAAAXw/JFKvxy7lQvM/S220/Merry-go-round.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-_fx8AC4Hnoc/TuNzdesoYiI/AAAAAAAADIw/0nTkGF_B94I/s72-c/2011-12-08_14-56-51_981.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752231489600569226.post-8834507085023430366</id><published>2011-12-04T07:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T07:02:43.124-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>ZooMontana Fantasy of Lights</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-1_Ap05sJf8I/Ttt9f0pk6JI/AAAAAAAADIo/bDXUQywNPhU/2011-12-03_17-52-26_870.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-1_Ap05sJf8I/Ttt9f0pk6JI/AAAAAAAADIo/bDXUQywNPhU/s400/2011-12-03_17-52-26_870.jpg' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Last night, we visited the Zoo to see their annual Fantasy of Lights. You drive through the backside of the zoo to view the displays.  My favorite was the tigers.  Maggie really wanted to see the Rudolph display which was not part of the drive, but inside the zoo. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; After completing the loop, we went inside for hot chocolate, crafts &amp; Santa!! Maggie wasn't sure about visiting with him again, but did sit on his lap so we could get a picture with Jessie. Which ended up including me (we'll get a copy of it on Monday). Later while Maggie was enjoying her hot chocolate Jessie decided to check him out again.  She had to show him her shoes and I was able to get a quick photo! &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; Maggie enjoyed the crafts, but was very excited when we FINALLY went outside so she could see the Rudolph display. One red light led her to him.  &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; It was a nice way to spend a Saturday evening and a kick off to the Holiday Season. This may become an annual event for us.&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.7.4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752231489600569226-8834507085023430366?l=mtdaileys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/feeds/8834507085023430366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/12/zoomontana-fantasy-of-lights.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/8834507085023430366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/8834507085023430366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/12/zoomontana-fantasy-of-lights.html' title='ZooMontana Fantasy of Lights'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482024836687697379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/SVuRVEYTIJI/AAAAAAAAAXw/JFKvxy7lQvM/S220/Merry-go-round.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-1_Ap05sJf8I/Ttt9f0pk6JI/AAAAAAAADIo/bDXUQywNPhU/s72-c/2011-12-03_17-52-26_870.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752231489600569226.post-6596832080431393221</id><published>2011-12-01T18:05:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T19:11:59.751-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jessie'/><title type='text'>Dancing Queen</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/3Ms1WT_GK1g" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752231489600569226-6596832080431393221?l=mtdaileys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/feeds/6596832080431393221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/12/dancing-queen.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/6596832080431393221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/6596832080431393221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/12/dancing-queen.html' title='Dancing Queen'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482024836687697379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/SVuRVEYTIJI/AAAAAAAAAXw/JFKvxy7lQvM/S220/Merry-go-round.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/3Ms1WT_GK1g/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752231489600569226.post-4507827586176705929</id><published>2011-11-30T19:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T19:14:20.813-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><title type='text'>Counting My Blessings</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Last year, several of my Facebook friends took the opportunity during the month of November to do “30 Days of Thanks.”&amp;#160;&amp;#160; I jumped in on it last year and this.&amp;#160; And this year I thought it would be a good idea to compile my list here, as a reminder of these past 30 days.&amp;#160; It’s amazing, taking time each day, to publicly state what I am thankful for.&amp;#160; Some days were harder than others, and sometimes I didn’t get it down until the following day.&amp;#160; Today, I am thankful that I did this.&amp;#160; It has helped me remember to think about what is really important in life.&amp;#160; And so here are the rest of the 30 days of thanks:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;h6&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;I am thankful for our dogs, who love us unconditionally, are always so excited to see us, and take everything the girls throw at them in stride. They add so much joy to our lives!&amp;#160; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;I am thankful for &amp;quot;How the Grinch Stole Christmas&amp;quot; and reminders of the true meaning of Christmas.        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;I am thankful for the start of the Advent Season. I can now play Christmas music at work without getting strange looks.       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;I am thankful for family time; a nice day hanging around the house and some time at the zoo and candy store.       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;I am thankful for Christmas movies! After getting the tree up, we are now watching Elf and next is Christmas Vacation!       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;I am thankful for Thanksgiving! A wonderful holiday meant to be spend with family &amp;amp; friends. The turkey is in the oven. The potatoes &amp;amp; sweet potato biscuits are ready (will reheat while the turkey rests). Nothing to do right now, but check the sales and wait! Happy Thanksgiving everyone!       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;I am thankful for all those who were in my life for only a season. While I miss having you as a larger part of my life, I am glad you were there when you were.       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;I am thankful for short work weeks! Today is the Thursday of my work week!       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;I am thankful for both my parents and my parents-in-law!!       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;I am thankful for my church family!       &lt;br /&gt;I&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt; am thankful for Jessie and her adventurous nature!       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;I'm thankful for Maggie and her love of Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Today, I have been wondering what I should be thankful for. I am so blessed that to narrow it down to a single status today is difficult. Therefore, today, I am thankful for wine. And the wonderful 2008 Kennedy Shah Red Wine I am currently enjoying while waiting for the spaghetti to cook.       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;I am thankful to live in this technological age. Love having access to family and friends from all over!!       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;I am thankful for my family, snuggled on the couch watching Phineas &amp;amp; Ferb ending our evening together.‎       &lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for good friends who are also Vikings fan so we could watch the game. Even if they lost it was still a good time! Thanks Kreigers!        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;I am thankful for plenty of food to eat and the ability to make many different foods for my family &amp;amp; friends. Which reminds me I need to start the ribs for MNF!       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;I am thankful for the magic of Santa Claus! And thank you to Vincent Arts for a wonderful experience with the jolly old elf himself!‎30 days of thanks: thank you to all the men &amp;amp; women of the armed forces, current &amp;amp; veteran. You make me proud to be an American       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;I am thankful for good health. I'm very thankful that the pediatrician doesn't always remember my girls' names!       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;I am thankful for a morning routine with time built in I can use to sleep in, drive-thrus and large McCafes.       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Today, election day, I am thankful to the women and men who came before me who felt it was important for ALL Americans to have the right to vote.       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;I am thankful for a fulfilling career that allows me to support my family and is currently allowing my husband to find a fulfilling career of his own.        &lt;br /&gt;I was thankful for a husband who is a fabulous Dad!        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;SNOW!!!       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Hauling out the big guns to ask for prayers to St. Anthony as I search for my wedding rings again tonight (looking for them since Wed morning). 95% sure they are in the house, but slight chance I lost them the night before (darn weight loss). However, today, I am thankful once again for my husband who reminded me that the rings can be replaced, but our marriage cannot. #30daysofthanksgiving       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;I am thankful for wonderful Godly girlfriends with whom to enjoy lunch and an after work beer.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&amp;#160; &lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for my husband who keeps the house clean, food in the house and clean socks on the drawers!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752231489600569226-4507827586176705929?l=mtdaileys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/feeds/4507827586176705929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/11/counting-my-blessings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/4507827586176705929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/4507827586176705929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/11/counting-my-blessings.html' title='Counting My Blessings'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482024836687697379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/SVuRVEYTIJI/AAAAAAAAAXw/JFKvxy7lQvM/S220/Merry-go-round.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752231489600569226.post-2809311810891536062</id><published>2011-11-28T20:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T20:41:22.640-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wine'/><title type='text'>Pinotage, The Den</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-YIuw-244XJE/TtRUX9ldr9I/AAAAAAAADIg/XetWr0M1Z9E/2011-11-28_18-57-23_318.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-YIuw-244XJE/TtRUX9ldr9I/AAAAAAAADIg/XetWr0M1Z9E/s400/2011-11-28_18-57-23_318.jpg' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Another selection from the wine club, though I can't remember if it's from October or November and now I cannot find my notes. Next month's selection will be available this weekend and I'm going to,hopefully remember to, blog about the 3 right away. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; This is a new grape variety for me. It's a South African grape developed in the early 20th century. The Den is from Painted Wolf [I LOVE the label and wouldn't mind it as a print on my wall], and I'd like to try other varieties from Painted Wolf. The pinotage has a little spice to it and a bit of a berry flavor, slightly dry. I had it after dinner with some chocolate which was a great pairing!  &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; I'm enjoying branching out into some reds. Getting away from the sweet &amp; light whites has been great fun and a bit of an adjustment.  Especially as the weather cools. We'll see if this trend continues in the spring!&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.7.4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752231489600569226-2809311810891536062?l=mtdaileys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/feeds/2809311810891536062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/11/pinotage-den.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/2809311810891536062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/2809311810891536062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/11/pinotage-den.html' title='Pinotage, The Den'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482024836687697379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/SVuRVEYTIJI/AAAAAAAAAXw/JFKvxy7lQvM/S220/Merry-go-round.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-YIuw-244XJE/TtRUX9ldr9I/AAAAAAAADIg/XetWr0M1Z9E/s72-c/2011-11-28_18-57-23_318.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752231489600569226.post-308558167350384063</id><published>2011-11-24T16:31:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T17:25:04.341-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><title type='text'>Psalm 105:1/ Philippians 4:6</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Give thanks to the Lord and proclaim his greatness. Let the whole world know what he has done!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Don’t worry about anything; instead pray about everything. Tell God what you need, and thank him for all he has done.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-hUz_p3tRGjY/Ts7TsBrMZYI/AAAAAAAADII/FNNUCzKIHNA/s1600-h/thanksgiving01%25255B3%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; DISPLAY: inline; MARGIN-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" title="thanksgiving01" border="0" alt="thanksgiving01" align="left" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-s4eRxKbA6cA/Ts7TtWQDqrI/AAAAAAAADIQ/VTdCZ5vCCGE/thanksgiving01_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="139" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Another blessed thanksgiving! I made our usual feast, apple cider-brined turkey (&lt;a href="http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2008/11/scenes-from-thanksgiving.html"&gt;recipe here&lt;/a&gt;), mashed taters &amp;amp; gravy, sweet potato chips and biscuits. Our friends the Osterlunds came over to feast with us. Kristy brought a pumpkin cheesecake to round out our meal. We watched football and enjoyed the beautiful day.&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; DISPLAY: inline; MARGIN-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" title="thanksgiving02" border="0" alt="thanksgiving02" align="right" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-89ftIxeCWF4/Ts7Tuh7Bc6I/AAAAAAAADIY/QyK9ebYI6rw/thanksgiving02_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="139" height="244" /&gt; Jessie played well with their son, Eli, who is 8 months younger than Jessie. Even the dogs enjoyed the leftovers; they were even too full to lick the gravy boat!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I had meant to take pictures of the meal, but got caught up in the preparation and forgot. Perhaps I’ll recreate the meal at Christmas.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I do enjoy Thanksgiving. A wonderful day set aside to remind us to be thankful for all we have been given. A day set aside to spend with family and friends, however we see fit. A day set aside to stuff ourselves with comfort foods, sit around &amp;amp; watch football and just Be. Thank you, Lord, for such a wonderful, blessed day!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752231489600569226-308558167350384063?l=mtdaileys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/feeds/308558167350384063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/11/psalm-1051-philippians-46.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/308558167350384063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/308558167350384063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/11/psalm-1051-philippians-46.html' title='Psalm 105:1/ Philippians 4:6'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482024836687697379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/SVuRVEYTIJI/AAAAAAAAAXw/JFKvxy7lQvM/S220/Merry-go-round.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-s4eRxKbA6cA/Ts7TtWQDqrI/AAAAAAAADIQ/VTdCZ5vCCGE/s72-c/thanksgiving01_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752231489600569226.post-2514385464610341311</id><published>2011-11-20T18:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T18:15:27.061-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All I Want for Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Maggie emailed Santa today with her Christmas list:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p&gt;Hi Santa,     &lt;br /&gt;I hope your reindeer are doing fine.&amp;#160; I was making a Christmas list, and I looked in a Target Christmas magazine and I copied the words that were in it and and I drew it on a piece of paper.&amp;#160; And I wrote this:      &lt;br /&gt;I want a Dinosaur Train interactive friend      &lt;br /&gt;and an Hello Kitty dream house      &lt;br /&gt;and a Fiijai friend.      &lt;br /&gt;I can't have everything on my list, but I hope you do your best. I've been good.      &lt;br /&gt;Love,      &lt;br /&gt;Maggie&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752231489600569226-2514385464610341311?l=mtdaileys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/feeds/2514385464610341311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/11/maggie-emailed-santa-today-with-her.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/2514385464610341311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/2514385464610341311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/11/maggie-emailed-santa-today-with-her.html' title='All I Want for Christmas'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482024836687697379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/SVuRVEYTIJI/AAAAAAAAAXw/JFKvxy7lQvM/S220/Merry-go-round.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752231489600569226.post-4283975143584476761</id><published>2011-11-18T22:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T22:24:52.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Something's Lost</title><content type='html'>About two and a half weeks ago,  I lost my wedding &amp; engagement rings. I realized they were gone on a Wednesday morning. I don't really remember putting them on but I do remember thinking about them. I realized they were gone after I got in the car to leave. I did a quick look for them, leaving Jessie in the car. I then decided I didn't care if I was late for work and searched the bedroom, kitchen and living room for about 30 minutes. At that point I knew I needed to get to work and called off the search, temporarily. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; The drive to work was interesting, thoughts going my head. What if I couldn't find them? Would we get replacements? Do I even want replacements? Those rings were specially blessed at our wedding. Can you call replacements "wedding" rings? Why are they called wedding rings and not marriage rings? Why had I put off finding a jeweler to resize them? They have been loose for some time but now that I'm about 15 pounds lighter than I was before I got pregnant with Jessie and it's a lot colder they seemed to be even looser. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; Over the past 2 weeks, I've done some concentrated searches including cleaning out my closet, Jessie's closet, the dresser, the food closet, my car, under the bed, even getting Rocky to move the fridge and stove. So if nothing else at least several areas got a good level 10 cleaning. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; It's weird. I still check for them and sometimes stop and wonder for a second, forgetting I do not have them on. I have also heard of many more lost rings since mine have gone missing.  &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; The rings are insured and can be replaced. I keep reminding myself that rings are not important. The rings are not my marriage.  And I love that my husband is the voice of reason in this situation.&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.7.4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752231489600569226-4283975143584476761?l=mtdaileys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/feeds/4283975143584476761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/11/about-two-and-half-weeks-ago-i-lost-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/4283975143584476761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/4283975143584476761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/11/about-two-and-half-weeks-ago-i-lost-my.html' title='Something&amp;#39;s Lost'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482024836687697379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/SVuRVEYTIJI/AAAAAAAAAXw/JFKvxy7lQvM/S220/Merry-go-round.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752231489600569226.post-2873966238572253506</id><published>2011-11-12T16:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T16:35:30.217-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wine'/><title type='text'>Red Red Wine</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Last week, we had our friend Diane over for dinner as she was a hunting widow.&amp;#160; I had decided to try to make Beef Bourguignon.&amp;#160; A few years ago, I read “Julie &amp;amp; Julia,” [wasn’t a fan of the writer as I thought she came off as pretentious] and later saw the movie [which I did like more, but probably because Meryl Streep was such an awesome Julia Child!].&amp;#160; After reading the book, I kind of wanted to try to make beef bourguignon to see if it really WAS as difficult as Julie made it out to be.&amp;#160; After all, it seemed like it was just a beef stew and anyone with a crockpot should be able to turn out a decent beef stew.&amp;#160; However, at that time, I didn’t take the time to look for a recipe, or actually TRY it and put it out of my mind.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;A few weeks ago, I ran across a crockpot version of Julia’s recipe and decided I wanted to try it again.&amp;#160; I got the ingredients for the crockpot version, but soon changed my mind and found a longer version in an online search at &lt;a href="http://simplyrecipes.com/recipes/beef_bourguignon/"&gt;Simply Recipes&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;#160; I’m proud to say I stuck fairly close to the recipe, though I did not use even half as many pearl onions as the recipe calls for as I know my family (and myself) and we are not fans of pearl onions.&amp;#160; The recipe was a LOT of work, but very very worth the work.&amp;#160; I do think that when I make it again, I’ll utilize the crockpot to cook the beef, especially if it becomes regular fair.&amp;#160; I had a lot of pots &amp;amp; pans going.&amp;#160; Fortunately, I also have a wonderful husband who cleaned up&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-SZgnDWvSyBg/Tr8CvRdYqxI/AAAAAAAADA4/UsbGhh4Prwc/s1600-h/20111109_204002_962%25255B1%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; border-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="2011-11-09_20-40-02_962" border="0" alt="2011-11-09_20-40-02_962" align="left" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-Iio0QprgsHs/Tr8CwCk415I/AAAAAAAADBA/2b_kKfJjW5E/20111109_204002_962_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="139" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And now the wine!&amp;#160; I had purchased a bottle of Cupcake Red Velvet, which would have been lovely, but Diane did bring a couple of bottles, and, well, Diane has excellent taste in wine, so I handed her the bottle opened to make the choice.&amp;#160; She chose the &lt;a href="http://www.timelesspalateswine.com/home/index.php?option=com_content&amp;amp;view=article&amp;amp;id=74:2009-la-fenetre-a-cote-red-blend-santa-barbara-county&amp;amp;catid=4:past-releases&amp;amp;Itemid=11"&gt;A Cote&lt;/a&gt; “Next Door” Red Blend.&amp;#160; I’m really starting to like blends, especially in reds.&amp;#160; It seems like a blend offers the option to drink earlier, full bodied and not as much “breathing” required.&amp;#160; Blends are great gateway wines into more reds.&amp;#160;&amp;#160; It was smooth and went very very very well with the beef.&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p&gt;Modeled after some of my favorite blends from the south of France, the components of this wine are 42% Syrah, 42% Pinot Noir, 8% Grenache, and 8% Mourvedre. Not often blended, the red fruit of Pinot Noir is right at home when balanced with the spice and structure of cool climate Syrah. The Grenache, brings a textured, rich fruit component and adds mid-palate weight, while the Mourvedre completes this blend in a seamless experience from the bouquet through the intricately layered finish! &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;p&gt;We were good and only had 1 bottle that night.&amp;#160; The &lt;a href="http://www.lacrema.com/index.cfm?method=storeproducts.showList&amp;amp;productcategoryid=36803d52-9e8c-0ba5-0a57-f2f3447665f4"&gt;La Crema&lt;/a&gt; would have to wait for another.&amp;#160; Which was just a few nights later for me!&amp;#160; Diane brought Pinot Noir and later told me this is one of her favorites.&amp;#160; I complete agree with her.&amp;#160; Pinots have long been my favorite red.&amp;#160; I’m not a fan of dry reds.&amp;#160; While I like drinking wine with a meal, for a wine to stand out to me, I have to enjoy it on it’s own.&amp;#160; As such, Pinots, in my experience, aren’t as dry as say a Cabernet – which I’m learning to enjoy after it’s been given time to breathe – which is why they have been my favorite.&amp;#160; I loved that the bottle was clear so I could enjoy the burgundy color even before pouring my first glass.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I know this was just one evening of wine of many with Diane and I look forward to many many more.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752231489600569226-2873966238572253506?l=mtdaileys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/feeds/2873966238572253506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/11/red-red-wine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/2873966238572253506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/2873966238572253506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/11/red-red-wine.html' title='Red Red Wine'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482024836687697379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/SVuRVEYTIJI/AAAAAAAAAXw/JFKvxy7lQvM/S220/Merry-go-round.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-Iio0QprgsHs/Tr8CwCk415I/AAAAAAAADBA/2b_kKfJjW5E/s72-c/20111109_204002_962_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752231489600569226.post-2473076004822060915</id><published>2011-11-06T19:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T19:51:46.449-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jessie'/><title type='text'>17 Months of Jessica Fae</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-PmCOIux2rLQ/TrdHvkC5pfI/AAAAAAAAC-A/RhiBGqwGa4M/110611164506.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-PmCOIux2rLQ/TrdHvkC5pfI/AAAAAAAAC-A/RhiBGqwGa4M/s400/110611164506.jpg' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I've been trying to get some video of Jessie dancing as it seems to be her favorite thing to do! She loves all music and will even start dancing to ring-around-the-rosie: spinning and spinning and spinning until she falls down. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; We have officially entered the tantrum stage. Not getting her way leads to Jessica getting into a downward facing dog pose and screaming as loud as she can. We are holding fast, just as we did with Maggie and hoping it will pass quickly. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; Jessie's 8th tooth made its appearance this past month. She has more "words": hi, bye, puh-pee, bah-bee (which sometimes means her blanket), mama, dah-dee, sis-tah, mo-me (monkey pacifier). I haven't tried adding more signs lately so may have to pull out my book to see if there are some she might use. Eat, more, please, milk, up &amp; Dad are the ones she uses most. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; The end of this month she starts her transition to the toddler room at daycare. I'm looking forward to this move as I think she's gotten bored in the pre-toddler room and I'm not sure they are good about challenging the mobile babies. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; Jessie has turned into a very curious baby who definitely keeps me on my toes! She loves to push the limits and is always looking for the line to cross.&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.7.4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752231489600569226-2473076004822060915?l=mtdaileys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/feeds/2473076004822060915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/11/17-months-of-jessica-fae.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/2473076004822060915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/2473076004822060915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/11/17-months-of-jessica-fae.html' title='17 Months of Jessica Fae'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482024836687697379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/SVuRVEYTIJI/AAAAAAAAAXw/JFKvxy7lQvM/S220/Merry-go-round.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-PmCOIux2rLQ/TrdHvkC5pfI/AAAAAAAAC-A/RhiBGqwGa4M/s72-c/110611164506.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752231489600569226.post-1981926656460556037</id><published>2011-11-03T22:08:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T13:24:00.614-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wine'/><title type='text'>October Wine Club</title><content type='html'>I've been a bit of a slacker on my wine club update. November wine club is waiting for me and I, well Rocky, just opened one of the bottles yesterday. He picked out the Anselmi, an Italian yellow, er, white. It's actually a beautiful golden color and I think it would be a nice deck wine, enjoyed on a early fall evening outside. Unfortunately it's a little too cold to be outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sue, from Simply Wine, called it "citrus, nutty and a bit toasty." I like it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both; FONT-SIZE: xx-small"&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.7.4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752231489600569226-1981926656460556037?l=mtdaileys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/feeds/1981926656460556037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/11/october-wine-club.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/1981926656460556037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/1981926656460556037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/11/october-wine-club.html' title='October Wine Club'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482024836687697379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/SVuRVEYTIJI/AAAAAAAAAXw/JFKvxy7lQvM/S220/Merry-go-round.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752231489600569226.post-4154044287217902310</id><published>2011-10-31T20:56:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T20:56:56.424-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maggie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jessie'/><title type='text'>Halloween 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-22C3ATwrfJk/Tq9f1_tWOgI/AAAAAAAAC4U/Q8jZ45tPtS4/s1600-h/2011-10-29%2525202011-10-29%252520001%252520011%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; 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I have continued since we got married is carving &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-EoVeSzxFLs8/Tq2ty1rCiDI/AAAAAAAAC10/pc3xinUosio/s1600-h/2011-10-29_09-31-46_372%25255B3%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; border-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="2011-10-29_09-31-46_372" border="0" alt="2011-10-29_09-31-46_372" align="left" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-vWSpvQYhC1k/Tq2tzh3IZdI/AAAAAAAAC18/8JgOQmqtgos/2011-10-29_09-31-46_372_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="139" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; pumpkins.&amp;#160; The first year, we bought the kits and found a couple of stencils we thought we could handle and I think we did a pretty good job.&amp;#160; When Maggie came along, well, that first year, we did skip carving because she was still tiny and we were pretty tired.&amp;#160; She did get into it the following year and now that we have a garden, she has looked forward to our pumpkin carving the past 2 years.&amp;#160; This year, our garden produced 3 fairly small pumpkins and Maggie went to the pumpkin patch with her Kindergarten class, so we have 4 small-ish sized pumpkins.&amp;#160; 2 that Maggie decided could be carved and the other 2 would be decorated by Maggie.&amp;#160; She took the job very seriously, but I think she came up with some nice pumpkins:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-4yYZrWai6Gw/Tq2t0fotinI/AAAAAAAAC2E/wD1N5YNr0pQ/s1600-h/2011-10-29_09-25-07_854%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="2011-10-29_09-25-07_854" border="0" alt="2011-10-29_09-25-07_854" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-ILt5I_RujA0/Tq2t00ZuYpI/AAAAAAAAC2M/2X8IvUbeRlQ/2011-10-29_09-25-07_854_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="139" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-mZnABVNHWZE/Tq2t1vwkM8I/AAAAAAAAC2U/Az5SC9PiCT0/s1600-h/2011-10-29_09-28-52_598%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="2011-10-29_09-28-52_598" border="0" alt="2011-10-29_09-28-52_598" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-K_JCU3C_vgU/Tq2t2fHPIII/AAAAAAAAC2c/W5V_JI1uCWY/2011-10-29_09-28-52_598_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="139" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-zhxhZCuORTM/Tq2t3EhWDlI/AAAAAAAAC2k/bhDIRKvxAMc/s1600-h/2011-10-29_09-30-27_471%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="2011-10-29_09-30-27_471" border="0" alt="2011-10-29_09-30-27_471" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-wyNSVtZC59s/Tq2t3qhdD6I/AAAAAAAAC2s/as6EPecNptc/2011-10-29_09-30-27_471_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="139" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-dGh8HvBkspo/Tq2t4Vm4BWI/AAAAAAAAC20/LM9NNUYsRWQ/s1600-h/2011-10-29_09-32-11_925%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="2011-10-29_09-32-11_925" border="0" alt="2011-10-29_09-32-11_925" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-89EJTl_kscQ/Tq2t5JqFkII/AAAAAAAAC28/x1UWtIneMjU/2011-10-29_09-32-11_925_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="139" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And after:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-RnKKnNsZKD8/Tq2t5_g9L7I/AAAAAAAAC3E/SCRe7SaSil8/s1600-h/2011%252520pumpkins2%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="2011 pumpkins2" border="0" alt="2011 pumpkins2" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-6MVDZWZbCyI/Tq2t6QeyDYI/AAAAAAAAC3M/RnOfWv7vXn8/2011%252520pumpkins2_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="184" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-q7N5XMnUwCQ/Tq2t7JlWptI/AAAAAAAAC3U/jW4DVxn3CRo/s1600-h/2011%252520pumpkins%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="2011 pumpkins" border="0" alt="2011 pumpkins" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-W7aT4MiTBH8/Tq2t7rfP08I/AAAAAAAAC3c/EeUU3VjfuPc/2011%252520pumpkins_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752231489600569226-4020361536710975586?l=mtdaileys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/feeds/4020361536710975586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/10/after-pumpkin-carving.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/4020361536710975586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/4020361536710975586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/10/after-pumpkin-carving.html' title='After Pumpkin Carving'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482024836687697379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/SVuRVEYTIJI/AAAAAAAAAXw/JFKvxy7lQvM/S220/Merry-go-round.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-vWSpvQYhC1k/Tq2tzh3IZdI/AAAAAAAAC18/8JgOQmqtgos/s72-c/2011-10-29_09-31-46_372_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752231489600569226.post-3298261720605421006</id><published>2011-10-28T18:52:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T18:52:19.726-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wine'/><title type='text'>Cupcakes</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-Vffm3h0rHvQ/TqtOP2gBwwI/AAAAAAAAC1U/6NppujNUKO8/2011-10-28_18-35-03_269.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-Vffm3h0rHvQ/TqtOP2gBwwI/AAAAAAAAC1U/6NppujNUKO8/s400/2011-10-28_18-35-03_269.jpg' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Who doesn't love cupcakes? So on Twitter many people I follow have raved about Cupcake wine. I've tried a couple of their wines and enjoyed them, but tonight, tonight I am drinking Red Velvet. Talk about a wine that stands up to its name. This wine is red, duh, and velvety like an Elvis print. Hints of chocolate. Deep deep red color. The label speaks of blackberries and enjoying this wine with a nice hearty steak. I wish I had a dark chocolate cupcake to enjoy along side. I do believe I have found my first ever favorite red wine that I'll be enjoying on a regular basis.&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.7.4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752231489600569226-3298261720605421006?l=mtdaileys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/feeds/3298261720605421006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/10/cupcakes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/3298261720605421006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/3298261720605421006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/10/cupcakes.html' title='Cupcakes'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482024836687697379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/SVuRVEYTIJI/AAAAAAAAAXw/JFKvxy7lQvM/S220/Merry-go-round.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-Vffm3h0rHvQ/TqtOP2gBwwI/AAAAAAAAC1U/6NppujNUKO8/s72-c/2011-10-28_18-35-03_269.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752231489600569226.post-7328126304824339026</id><published>2011-10-26T09:34:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T10:09:40.164-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Visiting Grandma</title><content type='html'>This past weekend, we took a trip across Montana to visit my Grandmother in Deer Lodge. We made a fun trip out of it, stopping for a few hours in Bozeman to allow Rocky to do some interviews for his dissertation and give the girls a chance to play at the "Dinosaur Museum" aka &lt;a href="http://museumoftherockies.org/"&gt;Museum of the Rockies&lt;/a&gt;. Both girls had a great time, especially in the &lt;a href="http://museumoftherockies.org/Exhibits/ExhibitDetails/tabid/73/Type/View/Exhibit/2/Explore-Yellowstone.aspx"&gt;Yellowstone Room&lt;/a&gt;, which allowed them to play camping, house, fishing, dress up and get scared by the gushing geysers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After getting worn out there, we headed to Butte. Butte is about 30 minutes or so from Deer Lodge and as Grandma doesn't have much room, we thought it would be fun to stay in a hotel with a pool -- and of course we were right! Both Maggie &amp;amp; Jessie had fun in the pool and hot tub. We also got to experience Jessie's first restaurant melt down when we attempted to go to supper that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had kind of been building up the trip to see Grandma to Maggie as I can remember going to visit great-grandmas as a kid and it was never much fun. A lot of sitting, listening to visiting. We packed toys and books for Maggie to help keep her occupied. But I do think we did a good job as she was very excited to see Grandma and even gave her a big hug. She sat on Grandma's lap and they read jokes (and Grandma let her take the book home!) And, Grandma had Harvey, Uncle Doug's dog, staying with her, which gave Rocky and Maggie the opportunity to get out of the house to throw the ball around with Harvey. All 3 enjoyed that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These trips to visit Grandma are much different than the ones growing up. Visits back then all revolved around food. Grandma was always in the kitchen cooking or baking something. Our first visit to Grandma after moving to Montana was like that. She fried chicken, got up early to make us fried eggs, made a roast for dinner. I have wonderful memories of eating her donuts fresh from the fryer (why yes, I grew up with a lot of fried food), and bread right from the oven. But now, at 93, Grandma can't stand well on her own. She has a walker and doesn't leave the house much. To me, though, she still looks good. She still has her own mind and still lives in her own house. And, she's 93 and has 13 kids, 30 grandkids and 40+ great-grandkids. I think she's earned the right to sit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://museumoftherockies.org/Exhibits/ExhibitDetails/tabid/73/Type/View/Exhibit/2/Explore-Yellowstone.aspx"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667825120883263970" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DoJzZmjhxFA/Tqgo6wNISeI/AAAAAAAACxM/Y5MndAZq71Q/s320/Grandma%2BLucille.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I feel blessed that Maggie and Rocky have had a chance to get to know Grandma Lucille in a way that they don't get to with Grandma Alberta (as she is in a nursing home and not well after numerous strokes) and in a way that the girls and I won't get to with Rocky's grandmothers (as they both passed away a number of years ago). I don't know how much Jessie will be able to remember, and I guess that all depends on how long Grandma is with us and how many more times we are able to make that trip west.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thingsicantsay.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://i904.photobucket.com/albums/ac246/shellthings/pouryourheartout.jpg" /&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/7752231489600569226-7328126304824339026?l=mtdaileys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/feeds/7328126304824339026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/10/visiting-grandma.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/7328126304824339026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/7328126304824339026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/10/visiting-grandma.html' title='Visiting Grandma'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482024836687697379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/SVuRVEYTIJI/AAAAAAAAAXw/JFKvxy7lQvM/S220/Merry-go-round.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DoJzZmjhxFA/Tqgo6wNISeI/AAAAAAAACxM/Y5MndAZq71Q/s72-c/Grandma%2BLucille.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752231489600569226.post-1972968758279753075</id><published>2011-10-16T14:34:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T14:34:10.627-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Church'/><title type='text'>Psalm 46:10</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p&gt;Be still and know that He is God.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;p&gt;This weekend, I had the opportunity to spend Friday evening and Saturday with some wonderful women from my church in a sea side themed retreat.&amp;#160; We decorated a room in the Sunday School area to look like a retreat, with beach gear, ocean photos &amp;amp; sounds.&amp;#160; I lead the music worship team and enjoyed singing some beautiful songs of praise with these talented women.&amp;#160; I also loved getting to spend some additional time with the leader of the weekend and get to know her better.&amp;#160; Diane &amp;amp; I have had some time this past summer to spend more time together and it has been fun to see this other side of her.&amp;#160; There was a wonderful turn out of women of all ages within the church and I hope we find the time to do this again (perhaps in a true retreat format).&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;By using things from the beach, we studied Sarai &amp;amp; Hagar, which is one of my favorite stories in the Bible.&amp;#160; I love Sarai.&amp;#160; She is a strong woman, who, even though she is revered for being a “faithful wife”, “obedient to Abram”, she was not afraid to take matters into her own hands.&amp;#160; She obviously tried to force God’s hand and paid for that (as did Hagar) [and I can pinpoint times in my own life where I have done the same].&amp;#160; I also learned something new about Peter [whom I’ve never really liked, with all his “rules” for women].&amp;#160; In his letter “1 Peter”, he writes about Sarah:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p&gt;“For instance, Sarah obeyed her husband, Abraham, and called him her master.&amp;#160; You are her daughters when you &lt;em&gt;do what is right without fear of what your husbands might do&lt;/em&gt;.” 1 Peter 3:6&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Isn’t that interesting? WITHOUT FEAR.&amp;#160; I do not think I have ever heard that verse.&amp;#160; I have to admit I rolled my eyes when I realized that this retreat was going to use Peter to prove a point about Sarah – really, Peter? the woman-hater? [maybe hate is a strong word, but I have learned that he was not fond of the “fairer sex.”&amp;#160; I thought it was going to be more about the “good &amp;amp; faithful wife” [which, really, was she? Sending her servant to Abram to try to “help” God? &lt;em&gt;Laughing&lt;/em&gt; at God?]&amp;#160; But the other thing that struck me is that whenever I’ve heard people either preaching or complaining about the Bible stating that women should “submit” to their husbands, they leave out this part, the part about doing what is right WITHOUT FEAR.&amp;#160; To me, that means that if I am to submit to my husband, I should not fear him.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;We talked about doubts, friendship and spending time being still and recognizing when God is speaking to us.&amp;#160; It is so hard to find that quiet time necessary to hear God and I have, lately, been wondering about His voice as I haven’t heard him.&amp;#160; I know it is me, that I haven’t taken the time to listen for him.&amp;#160; I know if I can find some time in my day, each day, I will be able to hear his voice and feel his presence.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p&gt;Be still and know that He is God. Be still and know that He is holy.&amp;#160; Be still, oh, restless soul of mine. Bow before the Prince of Peace. Let the noise &amp;amp; clamor cease.&amp;#160;&amp;#160; Be still and know that He is God.&amp;#160; Be still and know that He is faithful.&amp;#160; Consider all that he has done, Stand in awe and be amazed and know that He will never change.&amp;#160; Be Still.&amp;#160; Be Speechless.&amp;#160; Be still and know that He is God.&amp;#160; Be still and know He is our Father.&amp;#160; Come rest your head upon his breast.&amp;#160; Listen to the rhythm of his unfailing hear of love. Beating for his little ones, calling each of us to come.&amp;#160; Be still. – Stephen Curtis Chapman.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752231489600569226-1972968758279753075?l=mtdaileys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/feeds/1972968758279753075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/10/psalm-4610.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/1972968758279753075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/1972968758279753075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/10/psalm-4610.html' title='Psalm 46:10'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482024836687697379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/SVuRVEYTIJI/AAAAAAAAAXw/JFKvxy7lQvM/S220/Merry-go-round.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752231489600569226.post-3832564758347578333</id><published>2011-10-09T18:43:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T18:43:56.683-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wine'/><title type='text'>la Maialina Gertrude</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-e4AqCy5LG6M/TpI_yKUlImI/AAAAAAAACp8/77t6LFtcxYU/s1600-h/gertrude%25255B3%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; border-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="gertrude" border="0" alt="gertrude" align="right" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-FOr3aBw49MM/TpI_yzeBbhI/AAAAAAAACqA/KuKx6kVSTQs/gertrude_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="139" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; “Little Pig” wine.&amp;#160; This is actually my last bottle of wine from the &lt;a href="http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/09/wine-club.html"&gt;September Wine Club&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;#160; I had put it down in my “cellar” in hopes that I could make the 3 bottles last through the month.&amp;#160; Then Rocky bought me a box red which, while not fancy, is nice enough for a glass or two on a week night.&amp;#160; And now, here it is October.&amp;#160; I have 3 new bottles awaiting me, yet here was my little pig, Gertrude, just waiting for me.&amp;#160; I’m not sure what happened to my cheat sheet from Simply Wine, so this is from the label:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p&gt;Rosso Toscana, 2008.&amp;#160; Dry Red Wine.&amp;#160; &lt;a href="http://www.domaineselect.com/page_templates/product.cfm?prodid=4621&amp;amp;market="&gt;La Maialina&lt;/a&gt; celebrates the history, culture and cuisine of Tuscany, prized since antiquity for its rich soil and favorable climate.&amp;#160; The name La Maialina “little pig” references the Cinta Senese heirloom breed that originated in the Siena area during the 1300 and is the only Tuscan native pig to survive extinction.&amp;#160; Gertrude is unique because she does not have the cinta (belt) marking but rather is all pink.&amp;#160; Her name is symbolic of artistic character and strength, and within the wines of La Maialina, she represents diversity and expression. Gertrude is a simple, yet powerful Tuscan wine, ready to be enjoyed now or in the next few years.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I opened Gertrude Friday evening.&amp;#160; I think I need to get a decanter because she is definitely much better today, after spending 2 days in the fridge and sitting for about 30 minutes before I poured my glass this afternoon.&amp;#160; She is advertised as a dry red wine and she does not disappoint.&amp;#160; As the weather turns colder, my wine selections turn more to reds anyway and even though dry reds are not my first choice, I’m enjoying this one.&amp;#160; She is a blend of 3 grapes, Sangiovese, Merlot &amp;amp; Cabernet.&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I think I would enjoy her with a nice pasta dinner with my homemade meat sauce, which this time around got rather spicy.&amp;#160; I think this unassuming wine would be a nice compliment.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752231489600569226-3832564758347578333?l=mtdaileys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/feeds/3832564758347578333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/10/la-maialina-gertrude.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/3832564758347578333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/3832564758347578333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/10/la-maialina-gertrude.html' title='la Maialina Gertrude'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482024836687697379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/SVuRVEYTIJI/AAAAAAAAAXw/JFKvxy7lQvM/S220/Merry-go-round.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-FOr3aBw49MM/TpI_yzeBbhI/AAAAAAAACqA/KuKx6kVSTQs/s72-c/gertrude_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752231489600569226.post-5379298241447420099</id><published>2011-10-02T18:42:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T18:42:07.414-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jessie'/><title type='text'>Babies are Growing Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-tmyzJTsG1dQ/TokE2sqEvtI/AAAAAAAACpA/zV0FGBghnmI/2011-10-02_08-32-41_617.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-tmyzJTsG1dQ/TokE2sqEvtI/AAAAAAAACpA/zV0FGBghnmI/s400/2011-10-02_08-32-41_617.jpg' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Today Jessie is 16 months old and Rusty is 5 months old.  Rusty is definitely growing faster. He's very leggy and his backside sometimes moves faster than his front. He is a sweet dog who is pretty darn smart: he knows sit, crate, out, and is getting good at fetch! He is getting along well with both girls and even lets Jessie give him hugs. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; Jessie is growing fast too. She has 7 teeth and her hair is starting to come in. Though I think it will be awhile before she needs a haircut!  She has started going to Sunday School though I don't know that she gets anything out if it. They try to get her to color but I think she mostly chews on the crayons! &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; She fights sleeps as much as her sister and doesn't nap well at home, unless we're in the car! 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Needless to say, Maggie was extremely disappointed. Fortunately, one of the women I work with has horses and she was eagerly allowed us to bring Maggie over to ride Roxy, her 5 year old mare.&amp;#160; I’m not sure that Maggie really believed us when we first told her, but when we missed the turn and had to turn around, she was very worried that we weren’t going to see the horses.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Charlotte had Roxy all ready to go and walked Maggie around several times.&amp;#160; Maggie had a big grin on her face the whole time.&amp;#160; We also got to pet baby Mocha and the other 2 horses, who Maggie enjoyed picking grass for while we were there.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-pO4Q6ieHBWk/Tn5hGc5zmpI/AAAAAAAAClk/_6uD9IztYn0/s1600-h/MRD%252520BDAY06%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="MRD BDAY06" border="0" alt="MRD BDAY06" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-KGnTKd737iU/Tn5hHorkndI/AAAAAAAAClo/U_DEB0PoN5U/MRD%252520BDAY06_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="151" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-4jTcccVZqv4/Tn5hI5B2hiI/AAAAAAAACls/5FNstoX9BAw/s1600-h/MRD%252520BDAY02%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="MRD BDAY02" border="0" alt="MRD BDAY02" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-X3cDzCYPh7k/Tn5hKeVQBeI/AAAAAAAAClw/aFtUgDkAVgc/MRD%252520BDAY02_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="164" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-5QriobwYAIo/Tn5hLaMmn5I/AAAAAAAACl0/peu5M6yrsX4/s1600-h/MRD%252520BDAY01%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="MRD BDAY01" border="0" alt="MRD BDAY01" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-o2uYTdSgVy8/Tn5hMTbt8gI/AAAAAAAACl4/T8epJZfTF7k/MRD%252520BDAY01_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="207" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-5xoywRHKENM/Tn5hyGS4DJI/AAAAAAAACl8/QbyVRikVxAc/s1600-h/MRD%252520BDAY03%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="MRD BDAY03" border="0" alt="MRD BDAY03" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-t4tMhG0vpNs/Tn5hzZzdVaI/AAAAAAAACmA/r_KbgGS4mfI/MRD%252520BDAY03_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="190" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-veGWhWqvLR8/Tn5h0marZSI/AAAAAAAACmE/LcTQrHpxg1s/s1600-h/MRD%252520BDAY05%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="MRD BDAY05" border="0" alt="MRD BDAY05" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-s9HGSWkcrzw/Tn5h1ZoJx0I/AAAAAAAACmI/KmItnkCk7p8/MRD%252520BDAY05_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="188" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;We were there about 45 minutes and then headed to Applebee’s, which Maggie had selected for her birthday lunch.&amp;#160; They even sang to her and brought her a birthday sundae!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-aIBKf7OvPZs/Tn5h2GthqfI/AAAAAAAACmM/Rr1CQ3ujBjw/s1600-h/MRD%252520BDAY07%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="MRD BDAY07" border="0" alt="MRD BDAY07" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-LGPpcuKhGfM/Tn5h3C6Dt-I/AAAAAAAACmQ/N3UJzqy4dxQ/MRD%252520BDAY07_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It was a quiet birthday, but I think it’s what Maggie wanted.&amp;#160; Grandpa Mike &amp;amp; Grandma Bonnie are here to help celebrate.&amp;#160; She got a Barbie Vet kit, Smurf Dance Party game for the Wii, a Dr. Suess book “If I Ran the Zoo”, and lots of great presents from her grandparents, including Princess sheets, blankets &amp;amp; curtains for her “new” room!&amp;#160; She took cupcakes to school yesterday and they sang to her.&amp;#160; A little later tonight, we’ll all have cupcakes and get some candles out for her.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752231489600569226-1513847732875609910?l=mtdaileys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/feeds/1513847732875609910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/09/now-that-i-am-6.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/1513847732875609910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/1513847732875609910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/09/now-that-i-am-6.html' title='Now that I am 6 …'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482024836687697379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/SVuRVEYTIJI/AAAAAAAAAXw/JFKvxy7lQvM/S220/Merry-go-round.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/-XKPwnS3ylRY/Tn5hFP4Dm-I/AAAAAAAAClg/yHh4X8K72LQ/s72-c/MRD%252520BDAY04_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752231489600569226.post-3287138860460168654</id><published>2011-09-19T16:10:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T16:27:55.482-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maggie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>Those Magic Moments</title><content type='html'>"When I am six" is a phrase we have heard a lot in our house lately. Maggie turns 6 this coming Saturday. And for about a year, she has told us that when she is 6 she will sleep by herself. Maggie has always been a snuggler and, for the past several years, we have made a couple of tries at getting Maggie into her own bed all night long. Before Jessie was born, she told us she would do it when she was a big sister, but lots of grandmas in the house and we fell back into the nightly snuggling habit. Finally, we came up with THE idea. The one idea that would get Maggie in her own bed consistently: Bunk Beds! And when some friends of ours were looking to get rid of theirs as their girls are almost grown, well, it became an offer we all couldn't refuse. So yesterday, we went to get them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maggie helped carry parts to the truck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654198284128394370" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tSgdKoCaaaM/Tne_YdcYnII/AAAAAAAAChQ/YqvymxW1kt8/s320/Resampled952011-09-189515-57-2795764%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;All set up and ready for bed!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654198293548265458" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HIj7ZRLNic4/Tne_ZAiQb_I/AAAAAAAAChg/tU8aM2XZ4oM/s320/2011-09-18_20-48-00_455%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654198291330660178" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D3bpPHn-ygE/Tne_Y4Rid1I/AAAAAAAAChY/vBB8RdnmFpA/s320/2011-09-18_20-48-54_732%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Now we just need to figure out how to keep Jessie from climbing the ladder!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654198303164976290" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5JXODzA7AS8/Tne_ZkXDzKI/AAAAAAAACho/DNNwCKzEGFw/s320/2011-09-18_20-51-08_132%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This Magic Moment is brought to you by &lt;a href="http://www.thingsicantsay.com/2011/09/sharing-those-magic-moments.html"&gt;Things I Can't Say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's magic because we are one kid closer to getting our bed back!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thingsicantsay-shell.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://i904.photobucket.com/albums/ac246/shellthings/MagicMoments-ThingsICantSay1.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752231489600569226-3287138860460168654?l=mtdaileys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/feeds/3287138860460168654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/09/those-magic-moments.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/3287138860460168654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/3287138860460168654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/09/those-magic-moments.html' title='Those Magic Moments'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482024836687697379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/SVuRVEYTIJI/AAAAAAAAAXw/JFKvxy7lQvM/S220/Merry-go-round.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tSgdKoCaaaM/Tne_YdcYnII/AAAAAAAAChQ/YqvymxW1kt8/s72-c/Resampled952011-09-189515-57-2795764%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752231489600569226.post-6920930589754089889</id><published>2011-09-17T09:11:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T09:11:26.873-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maggie'/><title type='text'>Parent Teacher Conferences Kindergarten Style</title><content type='html'>We had our first conference with Maggie's Kindergarten teacher earlier this week. They have conferences at the beginning of the semester to allow the teacher to ask us some questions and then later in the year to talk about how the teacher thinks Maggie is doing. I really like Mrs Rodacker. She seems to really like this age group, which I think is SO important. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; We talked about Maggie's interests (music, coloring)  and how we think she learns (listening). We are looking into getting her into Girl Scouts (COOKIES) which Mrs Rodacker thinks she'd really like. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; We also got some great Maggie-isms: &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; Maggie took a sweatshirt to school the other day. When Mrs Rodacker told the kids to get their coats, Maggie was sure to say, each and every time, "I have a sweatshirt. " &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; One day at recess, Maggie sat next to Mrs Rodacker under a tree and said "Do you know what's the best part of summer?  The best part of summer is sitting against a tree in the shade watching the clouds.... oh, and catching dragon flies!"  &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; Mrs Rodacker told us how Maggie plays well with the other kids and even has a calming effect on one of the more rambunctious boys, who likes playing in Maggie's imagination games. There are some zoo animal toys Maggie plays with a lot, lining them up, moms &amp; babies together. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; Kindergarten really agrees with Maggie and I'm glad we didn't try to send her last year as I'm not sure the transition would have been aa smooth. I asked Maggie what she did at school and she told me "Oh, Mom, I just had so much fun I don't remember what we did!"&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.7.4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752231489600569226-6920930589754089889?l=mtdaileys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/feeds/6920930589754089889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/09/parent-teacher-conferences-kindergarten.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/6920930589754089889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/6920930589754089889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/09/parent-teacher-conferences-kindergarten.html' title='Parent Teacher Conferences Kindergarten Style'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482024836687697379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/SVuRVEYTIJI/AAAAAAAAAXw/JFKvxy7lQvM/S220/Merry-go-round.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752231489600569226.post-6612255998834386640</id><published>2011-09-10T20:22:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T20:25:03.231-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maggie'/><title type='text'>A Wedding!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;In June, we drove back to Minneapolis for Zac &amp;amp; Katie’s wedding where Maggie was to be the flower girl.&amp;#160; Maggie had been looking forward to this for a long time.&amp;#160; Grandma Bonnie made her dress, and she still loves to wear it!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;There were lots of cousins for Maggie to play with and the morning of the wedding they played HARD.&amp;#160; We were sure to give Maggie lots of quiet time and tried to get her to take a nap, but she was still very tired when it came time to get to the wedding.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;She was a little whiney, but Dad got her some treats.&amp;#160; She thought she wanted to go back to the hotel right after the ceremony, but she really just wanted to go swimming!&amp;#160; We talked her into staying for dinner and went back to the hotel soon after we were done.&amp;#160; We did a little swimming. And went to bed early.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-B8-ed8Ry8m8/TmwbPHXhrEI/AAAAAAAACbA/ZH5AutSlY9I/s1600-h/maggiekatie%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="maggiekatie" border="0" alt="maggiekatie" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-VYLV5_F-79c/TmwbP7gyqRI/AAAAAAAACbE/7kLOL4Gr3lI/maggiekatie_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="202" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-UbPQTQbkko8/TmwbQ6v6NJI/AAAAAAAACbI/HKbK9IAB0WY/s1600-h/maggieflowergirl2%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="maggieflowergirl2" border="0" alt="maggieflowergirl2" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-yPdprQAUj18/TmwbRYQA77I/AAAAAAAACbM/DSyXPhw4w1U/maggieflowergirl2_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="168" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-q5vYDWIm4jM/TmwbSI7iGDI/AAAAAAAACbQ/z4i_WAHaBXo/s1600-h/maggieflowergirl%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="maggieflowergirl" border="0" alt="maggieflowergirl" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-SNw5xSTstcs/TmwbTMknUtI/AAAAAAAACbU/6-s0MvZsmCg/maggieflowergirl_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="180" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;We were able to spend time with all the grandparents and went to the Minnesota Zoo where we met up with Grandpa Rich, Aunt Holly &amp;amp; cousins Jada &amp;amp; Jeffrey. We also made a stop in Redfield to see Great-Grandma Alberta and Uncle Ardie, Aunt Jeanne, Cousin Nicole and her daughter Emma.&amp;#160; Jessie was fascinated by Emma.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/media/set/?set=a.10150208644811547.312084.551991546&amp;amp;l=8fa8144d95&amp;amp;type=1"&gt;Lots of pictures on Facebook&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752231489600569226-6612255998834386640?l=mtdaileys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/feeds/6612255998834386640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/09/wedding.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/6612255998834386640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/6612255998834386640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/09/wedding.html' title='A Wedding!'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482024836687697379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/SVuRVEYTIJI/AAAAAAAAAXw/JFKvxy7lQvM/S220/Merry-go-round.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/-VYLV5_F-79c/TmwbP7gyqRI/AAAAAAAACbE/7kLOL4Gr3lI/s72-c/maggiekatie_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752231489600569226.post-2453113659117344366</id><published>2011-09-10T19:48:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T20:25:33.641-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wine'/><title type='text'>Six Hats Chenin Blanc</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;It’s a beautiful Saturday, no chores to do (thanks to my house husband – which is a different post), spent some time at the zoo and now we’re enjoying some popcorn, “Major League” on Blu-&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-qm6klE7o5dY/TmwTdmCLkVI/AAAAAAAACa4/COTW_kT-l3M/s1600-h/100_5045%25255B4%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; border-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="100_5045" border="0" alt="100_5045" align="right" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/--Cu8rrPXo7o/TmwTew7kp6I/AAAAAAAACa8/sxdSzlc8aVY/100_5045_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="184" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ray and I’m enjoying a 2nd bottle from my &lt;a href="http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/09/wine-club.html"&gt;September Wine Club&lt;/a&gt;, a South African wine called Six Hats Chenin Blanc.&amp;#160; I actually opened it yesterday, but I didn’t enjoy it as much as I had hoped.&amp;#160; I thought it might have been because it wasn’t cold enough.&amp;#160; And know I really believe it as I am enjoying it today!&amp;#160; It’s fruity, though I can’t place the fruit I’m tasting, and crisp.&amp;#160; It’s light enough to stand on it’s own – a nice deck wine – or with a light meal.&amp;#160; This is actually a new type of wine for me.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Wine Spectator gave this wine 87 points.&amp;#160; Read a little about the winery &lt;a href="http://www.citrusdalwines.co.za/"&gt;Citrusdal Wines&lt;/a&gt;, Fairtrade certified and sustainably farmed. My old “Boulder, CO” self would be proud!&amp;#160;&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752231489600569226-2453113659117344366?l=mtdaileys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/feeds/2453113659117344366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/09/six-hats-chenin-blanc.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/2453113659117344366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/2453113659117344366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/09/six-hats-chenin-blanc.html' title='Six Hats Chenin Blanc'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482024836687697379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/SVuRVEYTIJI/AAAAAAAAAXw/JFKvxy7lQvM/S220/Merry-go-round.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/--Cu8rrPXo7o/TmwTew7kp6I/AAAAAAAACa8/sxdSzlc8aVY/s72-c/100_5045_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752231489600569226.post-3137732783322446126</id><published>2011-09-06T21:19:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T20:25:51.255-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jessie'/><title type='text'>15 Months Old</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-XZ9-QMYuHGs/Tmbi1pPj7-I/AAAAAAAACag/OA3e5iN3HbQ/2011-09-06_08-36-25_418.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-XZ9-QMYuHGs/Tmbi1pPj7-I/AAAAAAAACag/OA3e5iN3HbQ/s400/2011-09-06_08-36-25_418.jpg' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Jessie is now 15 months old. How is that even possible? We have a toddler, into everything!! And of course everything goes into her mouth. She babbles a mile a minute and seems to assume we understand her.  She can sign eat, more, daddy &amp; please.  I pulled out the sign language book we got when Maggie was a baby to see if we can add more signs to her vocabulary.   She loves to sing and dance and has her favorite songs, especially "Lance the Turtle," a Veggie Tales Silly Song. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; She is 21 lbs and 6 oz and 30 inches long.  She has 5 teeth. Still not much hair but does have the start of a mullet, a curly mullet no less!! Her hair has lightened up so she may be a little blondie like her sister. Her eyes are looking hazel but I'm not expecting them to settle on a color just yet as Maggie was over 2 when hers finally did. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; Maggie is starting to see the downsides to having a baby sister. Jessie watches Maggie play some of her imagination games and wants to jump in and play too. Maggie has very specific ideas of how her imagination games should go so it will be awhile before Jessie will be welcome! Maggie is a good big sister though and willingly shares the attention. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; Jessie will try almost any food but still prefers to nurse at home. I haven't decided when to wean her and am kind of letting her take the lead on that. I'm kind of curious to see how long she goes, and, as I won't nurse any other babies, I guess I'm not willing to let my baby go completely. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; She is such a happy baby. I don't know how we got so blessed to get 2 beautiful, healthy, happy girls. But we did and I thank God every day.&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.7.4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752231489600569226-3137732783322446126?l=mtdaileys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/feeds/3137732783322446126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/09/15-months-old.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/3137732783322446126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/3137732783322446126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/09/15-months-old.html' title='15 Months Old'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482024836687697379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/SVuRVEYTIJI/AAAAAAAAAXw/JFKvxy7lQvM/S220/Merry-go-round.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-XZ9-QMYuHGs/Tmbi1pPj7-I/AAAAAAAACag/OA3e5iN3HbQ/s72-c/2011-09-06_08-36-25_418.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752231489600569226.post-1581917862325645587</id><published>2011-09-05T08:03:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T20:25:03.232-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maggie'/><title type='text'>Maggie's First Kiss</title><content type='html'>A friend of Maggie's from Little Seeds is also at the YMCA afterschool program. Maggie told Rocky that Max kissed her in the gym a the Y the other day. He asked her about her reaction. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; R: What did you say? &lt;br/&gt; M: Maa-aax! &lt;br/&gt; R: how did it make you feel? &lt;br/&gt; M: umm surprised. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; She told me it was okay because Max just kissed her on the cheek.&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.7.4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752231489600569226-1581917862325645587?l=mtdaileys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/feeds/1581917862325645587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/09/maggie-first-kiss.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/1581917862325645587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/1581917862325645587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/09/maggie-first-kiss.html' title='Maggie&amp;#39;s First Kiss'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482024836687697379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/SVuRVEYTIJI/AAAAAAAAAXw/JFKvxy7lQvM/S220/Merry-go-round.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752231489600569226.post-1553388838116751050</id><published>2011-09-03T20:36:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T20:36:22.626-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wine'/><title type='text'>Wine Club</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I joined a monthly wine club!&amp;#160; I finally have my student loan paid off (hallelujah!) and I decided to celebrate by signing up for one of the &lt;a href="http://www.simplywine.co/"&gt;Simply Wine&lt;/a&gt; monthly wine clubs.&amp;#160; I opted for the &lt;a href="http://www.simplywine.co/wineclubs"&gt;Simply Wine Club&lt;/a&gt;, which is 3 wines for $29.95.&amp;#160; And today I picked up my very first selections!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-a285dI3GBd8/TmLkExI_rGI/AAAAAAAACX8/iXNu9WCiMSs/s1600-h/2011-09-03_14-57-51_64%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="2011-09-03_14-57-51_64" border="0" alt="2011-09-03_14-57-51_64" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-Bt7j83HALGM/TmLkF5ekIlI/AAAAAAAACYA/AzqPDWEJmJ0/2011-09-03_14-57-51_64_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The white: Six Hats Chenin Blanc (South African). The reds: La Maia Lina Gertrude (Italian) and All About Red (Californian).&amp;#160; Tonight, I’m drinking the All About Red.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-4U9jztIvqdc/TmLkIal686I/AAAAAAAACYE/5oBVwwq6uTo/s1600-h/2011-09-03_18-09-16_610%25255B3%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; border-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="2011-09-03_18-09-16_610" border="0" alt="2011-09-03_18-09-16_610" align="left" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-Q5Q6UPg6IU0/TmLkJPus_NI/AAAAAAAACYI/Tqxmm5EnX0I/2011-09-03_18-09-16_610_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;From Simply Wine: This delicious little California red blend from Thomas Halby is the perfect fall wine. It is easy to pair with just about any meal &amp;amp; light enough for a warm day. Zin, Merlot, Cab &amp;amp; Petit Sirah blended together for a smooth, well balanced wine.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I picked this one to try first because I wanted something lighter tonight and sometimes reds can be so heavy that I feel like I’m not doing the wine justice if I’m not having a nice juicy steak with it.&amp;#160; And steak was not on the menu tonight.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I like this light red wine.&amp;#160; It might gain a little body if it sat for a few years, but I really like it as is.&amp;#160; I think this might be a nice transition wine for those who prefer whites, but are looking to expand their horizons.&amp;#160; Salut!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;For the record, all of my wine blogs are non-compensated.&amp;#160; I do it because I enjoy wine and want to share those that I enjoy and those I don’t with others.&amp;#160; I also want to keep a record of the wines I do enjoy so I can purchase them in the future.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752231489600569226-1553388838116751050?l=mtdaileys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/feeds/1553388838116751050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/09/wine-club.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/1553388838116751050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/1553388838116751050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/09/wine-club.html' title='Wine Club'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482024836687697379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/SVuRVEYTIJI/AAAAAAAAAXw/JFKvxy7lQvM/S220/Merry-go-round.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/-Bt7j83HALGM/TmLkF5ekIlI/AAAAAAAACYA/AzqPDWEJmJ0/s72-c/2011-09-03_14-57-51_64_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752231489600569226.post-846179613070993940</id><published>2011-09-03T06:53:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T06:53:56.980-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunrise</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href='http://lh6.ggpht.com/-l6Pwo90LFA4/TmIjYk7laNI/AAAAAAAACWc/bgAU1-LyxhA/2011-09-03_06-35-04_857.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh6.ggpht.com/-l6Pwo90LFA4/TmIjYk7laNI/AAAAAAAACWc/bgAU1-LyxhA/s400/2011-09-03_06-35-04_857.jpg' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Watching the sunrise from the bedroom window. I can't see the sun, only the light as it hits the farmland and prairie. The harvested fields reflect golden rays. The sky is baby blue with light pink clouds. It's a beautiful early fall morning. &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.7.4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752231489600569226-846179613070993940?l=mtdaileys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/feeds/846179613070993940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/09/sunrise.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/846179613070993940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/846179613070993940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/09/sunrise.html' title='Sunrise'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482024836687697379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/SVuRVEYTIJI/AAAAAAAAAXw/JFKvxy7lQvM/S220/Merry-go-round.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/-l6Pwo90LFA4/TmIjYk7laNI/AAAAAAAACWc/bgAU1-LyxhA/s72-c/2011-09-03_06-35-04_857.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752231489600569226.post-3447011122983938791</id><published>2011-08-31T19:22:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T20:26:01.039-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maggie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jessie'/><title type='text'>Psalm 118:24</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-LwVkzosd2iw/Tl7eU-YjiRI/AAAAAAAACV0/n7qpgdYmd5A/2011-08-27_08-21-39_445.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-LwVkzosd2iw/Tl7eU-YjiRI/AAAAAAAACV0/n7qpgdYmd5A/s400/2011-08-27_08-21-39_445.jpg' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;This is the day the Lord has made &lt;br/&gt;  Let us rejoice and be glad in it.&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.7.4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752231489600569226-3447011122983938791?l=mtdaileys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/feeds/3447011122983938791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/08/psalm-11824.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/3447011122983938791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/3447011122983938791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/08/psalm-11824.html' title='Psalm 118:24'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482024836687697379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/SVuRVEYTIJI/AAAAAAAAAXw/JFKvxy7lQvM/S220/Merry-go-round.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-LwVkzosd2iw/Tl7eU-YjiRI/AAAAAAAACV0/n7qpgdYmd5A/s72-c/2011-08-27_08-21-39_445.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752231489600569226.post-8347151871418757708</id><published>2011-08-29T12:23:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T20:26:01.040-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maggie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jessie'/><title type='text'>Luccock Park Camp 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iNwZ18KhktE/TlvaHmgtqvI/AAAAAAAAACs/4UGfaPDqILE/s1600/luccocksunsetrd082711WEB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 94px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iNwZ18KhktE/TlvaHmgtqvI/AAAAAAAAACs/4UGfaPDqILE/s320/luccocksunsetrd082711WEB.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646346381970746098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mb2-fXaVEqA/TlvaPr3a_kI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Mi0PN9HAM5Y/s1600/maggieandsingingluccock0827.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mb2-fXaVEqA/TlvaPr3a_kI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Mi0PN9HAM5Y/s320/maggieandsingingluccock0827.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646346520847121986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since joining First United Methodist Church in Billings, we have made it a point to attend the Family Camp at Luccock Park United Methodist Camp in Paradise Valley near Livingston, Montana just outside of Yellowstone National Park.  There were not very many people attending the camp from our church this year, but the girls really enjoyed it and Maggie made some new friends and got to see some wildlife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XCIpFIsVB1Y/TlvbJsnrMlI/AAAAAAAAAC8/MD6wZfHM6AQ/s1600/jessiedanceluccock082711WEB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XCIpFIsVB1Y/TlvbJsnrMlI/AAAAAAAAAC8/MD6wZfHM6AQ/s320/jessiedanceluccock082711WEB.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646347517481923154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752231489600569226-8347151871418757708?l=mtdaileys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/feeds/8347151871418757708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/08/luccock-park-camp-2011.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/8347151871418757708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/8347151871418757708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/08/luccock-park-camp-2011.html' title='Luccock Park Camp 2011'/><author><name>Rocky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09821067962906412725</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/-iNwZ18KhktE/TlvaHmgtqvI/AAAAAAAAACs/4UGfaPDqILE/s72-c/luccocksunsetrd082711WEB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752231489600569226.post-5917309479954819644</id><published>2011-08-25T10:01:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T10:02:31.993-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maggie'/><title type='text'>Maggie's First Day of School, Part 3. The full length video</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="560" height="345" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/i7u46nl_4PY" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752231489600569226-5917309479954819644?l=mtdaileys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/feeds/5917309479954819644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/08/maggies-first-day-of-school-part-3-full.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/5917309479954819644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/5917309479954819644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/08/maggies-first-day-of-school-part-3-full.html' title='Maggie&apos;s First Day of School, Part 3. The full length video'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482024836687697379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/SVuRVEYTIJI/AAAAAAAAAXw/JFKvxy7lQvM/S220/Merry-go-round.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/i7u46nl_4PY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752231489600569226.post-2092881015679668235</id><published>2011-08-24T20:03:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T07:09:47.455-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maggie'/><title type='text'>"My First Day of Kindergarten" (in Maggie's words)</title><content type='html'>It was so fun &amp;amp; cool. Do you know what we use at nap time? Bean bags!  There was a big rock for us to jump off of.  Dad, lunch was really good and tomorrow I'm going to bring my own lunch. We carried lunch on a tray and the cafeteria was in the gym. We used the cafeteria of the old gym and I got to use my new shoes! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two more friends sit at my table but I don't remember their name! At the end of the day Mrs Rodacker gave us a treat and I got an orange tootsie roll that tasted like a pumpkin! A pumpkin, Mom!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day we walked with a teacher to the bus!  There were three other kids on the bus. The bus took me to swimming lessons. [Maggie is going to the YMCA for the after school program, which is where she had swimming lessons.  She will get to swim there on Fridays.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite part of today was the playground! My second favorite was the treasure chest! My subject was toys! I liked science but we didn't really do science today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kindergarten was the best! I am looking forward to tomorrow!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[Maggie also told me how at recess they took a nature walk outside the playground and Mrs Rodacker took pictures of them.  She was exhausted and hungry when I picked her up at the Y.  I need to be sure to always have a snack &amp;amp; drink in my car for her!  When bedtime rolled around, she went willingly and fell right asleep!]&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.7.4&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/7752231489600569226-2092881015679668235?l=mtdaileys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/feeds/2092881015679668235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/08/first-day-of-kindergarten-in-maggie.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/2092881015679668235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/2092881015679668235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/08/first-day-of-kindergarten-in-maggie.html' title='&amp;quot;My First Day of Kindergarten&amp;quot; (in Maggie&amp;#39;s words)'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482024836687697379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/SVuRVEYTIJI/AAAAAAAAAXw/JFKvxy7lQvM/S220/Merry-go-round.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752231489600569226.post-5910443908505247004</id><published>2011-08-24T14:38:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T14:38:12.332-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maggie'/><title type='text'>First Day of SCHOOL!!! (part 1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;We had a very very exited Maggie on our hands this morning.&amp;#160; We thought we would sleep in, but sleep habits do not break easy.&amp;#160; Rocky &amp;amp; I were up at our usual time, but Maggie woke up not too long after us.&amp;#160; She came and snuggled with me while Rocky showered and then with him while I showered.&amp;#160; Then she decided she wanted to shower (again, she took one last night).&amp;#160; We watched some “Sponge Bob.”&amp;#160; After her shower, we found her dress and Rocky got the camera out. He does a first day of school story every year with a Kindergartner and this year, of course, the story was with Maggie.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;He got some video with her and then we went to the kitchen and I &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-smZ4p7yp12c/TlVhLi8TebI/AAAAAAAACPk/wxpEVoN-PDc/s1600-h/2011-08-24_07-49-32_491%25255B3%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; border-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="2011-08-24_07-49-32_491" border="0" alt="2011-08-24_07-49-32_491" align="right" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-KdXRUIv8RY0/TlVhMeBhoHI/AAAAAAAACPo/pP5yDo3fXec/2011-08-24_07-49-32_491_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="184" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;made pancakes (her favorite breakfast).&amp;#160; I even made a Mickey Mouse shaped pancake, which turned out pretty good!!&amp;#160; We had so much extra time, but it seems to fly by.&amp;#160; Rocky got more video and then Maggie could stand it no longer!&amp;#160; We decided to take Jessie to daycare first to kill some time.&amp;#160; And were almost late getting to school.&amp;#160; It turned out pretty good, actually as we were able to take Maggie right to her room.&amp;#160; She took her backpack right to her cubby and went directly to her chair (Ms Carol did a good job training her :).&amp;#160; I had to ask her for a high 5 and hug!&amp;#160; In a few minutes, I’m heading back to school to make sure she gets on the Y bus for the afterschool program as she decided she wants to go there today.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I cried, a little. Tears of happiness, tears of pride, and a few tears of sadness – my little girl is growing up.&amp;#160; I can’t wait to hear all about her first day at school!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752231489600569226-5910443908505247004?l=mtdaileys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/feeds/5910443908505247004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/08/first-day-of-school-part-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/5910443908505247004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/5910443908505247004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/08/first-day-of-school-part-1.html' title='First Day of SCHOOL!!! (part 1)'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482024836687697379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/SVuRVEYTIJI/AAAAAAAAAXw/JFKvxy7lQvM/S220/Merry-go-round.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-KdXRUIv8RY0/TlVhMeBhoHI/AAAAAAAACPo/pP5yDo3fXec/s72-c/2011-08-24_07-49-32_491_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752231489600569226.post-4762564446591541125</id><published>2011-08-23T21:32:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T09:17:52.114-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maggie'/><title type='text'>Goodbye Preschool</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Today was Maggie’s last day at daycare/preschool.  It was harder to drop her off than I had expected it to be.  I didn’t cry [though I &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-__ZpK8u9yjo/TlRZtEWgVNI/AAAAAAAACPI/AQE4g9TKtsQ/s1600-h/336097_10150269287726547_551991546_7699216_5369269_o%25255B3%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; border-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="336097_10150269287726547_551991546_7699216_5369269_o" border="0" alt="336097_10150269287726547_551991546_7699216_5369269_o" align="left" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-J5oPMIlY178/TlRw2FI86qI/AAAAAAAACPM/g0wQYdawQGM/336097_10150269287726547_551991546_7699216_5369269_o_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="184" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;completely expect to tomorrow].  We read one last story at drop off – that was something we started when we moved here from Virginia to help Maggie and I started dropping her off instead of Rocky.  Not sure if that helped her or me more.  We’ve been practicing our Kindergarten drop off, which will be a high five &amp;amp; a hug.  Of course, we’ll have more time together at home before I take her to Kindergarten so we may read a story before we even leave for school.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Last night, Maggie picked out a thank you card for Ms Carol, her Pre-K teacher.  She wrote everything but the word “teacher” and had some help spelling.  She was a little worried that Ms Carol wasn’t going to be at school today, but I think Ms Carol didn’t want to miss some of her kids’ last day!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Today, we also got to go see Maggie’s new school &amp;amp; Kindergarten room and meet her teacher, Ms. Rodacker.  Maggie was so excited about everything in her room, but especially the sink with a drinking fountain – right in her room!  It looks like there are only 14 kids in her room.  There are 2 Kindergarten classes, so probably around 28 Kindergarteners total.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I’m kind of surprised at how nervous I am about Maggie going to Kindergarten!  I know she’s ready and excited [&amp;amp; I’m excited for her as well], but I’m still nervous.  Nervous about her making friends, fitting in, yet still being true to who she is; nervous about dropping her off each morning and about her getting on the bus to go to the YMCA for the after school program each day (I’m going over to meet the bus when she gets on tomorrow afternoon, just to be sure).  I’m nervous about her academically – will she be bored? will she be challenged?  &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I’m praying God will watch over her tomorrow. And me!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.thingsicantsay.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://i904.photobucket.com/albums/ac246/shellthings/pouryourheartout.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752231489600569226-4762564446591541125?l=mtdaileys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/feeds/4762564446591541125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/08/goodbye-preschool.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/4762564446591541125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/4762564446591541125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/08/goodbye-preschool.html' title='Goodbye Preschool'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482024836687697379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/SVuRVEYTIJI/AAAAAAAAAXw/JFKvxy7lQvM/S220/Merry-go-round.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-J5oPMIlY178/TlRw2FI86qI/AAAAAAAACPM/g0wQYdawQGM/s72-c/336097_10150269287726547_551991546_7699216_5369269_o_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752231489600569226.post-4143959617927943949</id><published>2011-08-21T14:18:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T14:18:41.881-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maggie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jessie'/><title type='text'>Life’s a Beach</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-yNzG0wSUYbU/TlFnuhSrqSI/AAAAAAAACN0/A-e8rI1xyiM/s1600-h/2011-08-20_14-23-07_304%25255B3%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; border-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="2011-08-20_14-23-07_304" border="0" alt="2011-08-20_14-23-07_304" align="left" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-rBFSKQ0b5dQ/TlFnxZRrt0I/AAAAAAAACN4/wwHQfUL5gI4/2011-08-20_14-23-07_304_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After getting home from swimming lessons and running some errands, Maggie wanted to go to the beach at Lake Elmo State Park.&amp;#160; I use the word beach loosely because after living for a few years in Michigan and hanging at Lake Michigan, Lake Elmo doesn’t really stand up.&amp;#160; However, it does have sand and cool water, which for Maggie is all you need to have a beach.&amp;#160; So we loaded the girls into the little red wagon, along with towels, buckets, shovels &amp;amp; other beach toys and, of course, Jessie’s “bah-bee” (her blanket &amp;amp; baby doll). [She calls everything “bah-bee” right now.&amp;#160; Momma &amp;amp; Daddy come out every once in a while, but otherwise “bah-bee” is the catch-all.]&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Maggie &amp;amp; Rocky went right in the water and I had expected Jessie to just want to play/eat in the sand.&amp;#160; I was wrong.&amp;#160; She made a beeline for the water and spent the rest of our hour there with a Lake Elmo filled diaper.&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-c_EUWd2wM3o/TlFn0EN2xRI/AAAAAAAACN8/JgQ8CdnOv0M/s1600-h/2011-08-20_14-22-53_320%25255B3%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; border-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="2011-08-20_14-22-53_320" border="0" alt="2011-08-20_14-22-53_320" align="right" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-yxna1DxkAbc/TlFn16JqVWI/AAAAAAAACOA/wNoYWSOb2BE/2011-08-20_14-22-53_320_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Maggie enjoyed running in and out of the water and playing in the sand.&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It was a beautiful Saturday, though a little hot.&amp;#160; I got a little more sun on my shoulders than I wanted to.&amp;#160; Jessie kept her hat on most of the time we were there [I did have her bald head covered in sunblock, just in case.]&amp;#160; She was the one to tell us she was ready to go by climbing back into the wagon.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-DuZWr99o5R8/TlFn5cyJdAI/AAAAAAAACOE/6_gsk-Y8S2A/s1600-h/2011-08-20_14-22-45_528%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="2011-08-20_14-22-45_528" border="0" alt="2011-08-20_14-22-45_528" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-SAjW8A0AJ9Y/TlFn60J06CI/AAAAAAAACOI/ZaTNX3UbJlI/2011-08-20_14-22-45_528_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/--Kq1B1j2stA/TlFn9cn_NFI/AAAAAAAACOM/5wVaw03tKKk/s1600-h/2011-08-20_14-28-19_960%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; 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border-right: 0px" title="2011-08-20_14-25-35_791" border="0" alt="2011-08-20_14-25-35_791" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-bOchC6x8BHk/TlFoHgL1rKI/AAAAAAAACOg/Y14lmDIblCQ/2011-08-20_14-25-35_791_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752231489600569226-4143959617927943949?l=mtdaileys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/feeds/4143959617927943949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/08/lifes-beach.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/4143959617927943949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/4143959617927943949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/08/lifes-beach.html' title='Life’s a Beach'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482024836687697379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/SVuRVEYTIJI/AAAAAAAAAXw/JFKvxy7lQvM/S220/Merry-go-round.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/-rBFSKQ0b5dQ/TlFnxZRrt0I/AAAAAAAACN4/wwHQfUL5gI4/s72-c/2011-08-20_14-23-07_304_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752231489600569226.post-774704686544828308</id><published>2011-08-19T20:42:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T14:43:53.652-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wine'/><title type='text'>#wineparty</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_O9Kf1xY4dw/TlFt181GYrI/AAAAAAAACOw/XW0g2G7WDAU/s1600/2011-08-19_20-19-22_204.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_O9Kf1xY4dw/TlFt181GYrI/AAAAAAAACOw/XW0g2G7WDAU/s320/2011-08-19_20-19-22_204.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643412581701280434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's Friday night and I am OLD. 8:30 pm and I'm thinking about what time I can go to bed. I am enjoying a 2009 Cabernet Sauvignon from Flip Flop wines. It's pretty dry and I think it would benefit from sitting in my "cellar" for a couple of years. I do like a Cab that has had the benefit of aging. Hmmm like Me! The dryness doesn't feel as sharp with a couple of years on it. I'm confident I'll purchase more Flip Flop wine. If only because it's fun to say "Flip flop."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.7.4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752231489600569226-774704686544828308?l=mtdaileys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/feeds/774704686544828308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/08/wineparty.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/774704686544828308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/774704686544828308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/08/wineparty.html' title='#wineparty'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482024836687697379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/SVuRVEYTIJI/AAAAAAAAAXw/JFKvxy7lQvM/S220/Merry-go-round.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_O9Kf1xY4dw/TlFt181GYrI/AAAAAAAACOw/XW0g2G7WDAU/s72-c/2011-08-19_20-19-22_204.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752231489600569226.post-798927901808491450</id><published>2011-08-16T09:56:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T20:26:46.353-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><title type='text'>Bubbles, a Puppy and a 5 year old</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/NFgr-KJVdOU" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752231489600569226-798927901808491450?l=mtdaileys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/feeds/798927901808491450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/08/bubbles-puppy-and-5-year-old.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/798927901808491450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/798927901808491450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/08/bubbles-puppy-and-5-year-old.html' title='Bubbles, a Puppy and a 5 year old'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482024836687697379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/SVuRVEYTIJI/AAAAAAAAAXw/JFKvxy7lQvM/S220/Merry-go-round.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/NFgr-KJVdOU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752231489600569226.post-689799011182144312</id><published>2011-08-15T20:32:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T20:34:35.649-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Montana State Fair</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-IZfAk8CQ7y0/TknWx8c3gDI/AAAAAAAACMc/SA-PMIwZ_LM/s1600-h/100MEDIA95IMAG0607%25255B3%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; border-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="100MEDIA95IMAG0607" border="0" alt="100MEDIA95IMAG0607" align="left" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-ZIeLMjO-BNE/TknWyiZgLTI/AAAAAAAACMg/0zUsZHpksDc/100MEDIA95IMAG0607_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="148" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Today, Rocky took Maggie (and Grandma Alana) to the fair.  They went at the right time, as kids 5 and under were free, seniors were free and they went at lunch so Rocky’s entrance fee was returned if they left before 2, [and of course, they did!]&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Maggie LOVED it!  She got to ride lots of different rides and told her dad the mini-roller coaster was the best ride EVER!! She told me the best part was the Dizzy Dragon, “and I didn’t even get dizzy!”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-Q3YsT3Ia4Fc/TknW0WoXHoI/AAAAAAAACMk/E9FJlKvTfwc/s1600-h/100MEDIA95IMAG0611%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="100MEDIA95IMAG0611" border="0" alt="100MEDIA95IMAG0611" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-0o_CI98n9-A/TknW1CitgHI/AAAAAAAACMo/D48HvVAxNf4/100MEDIA95IMAG0611_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="148" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-JHYUQ16UGsc/TknW1-e605I/AAAAAAAACMs/ZWhnldqEvvE/s1600-h/100MEDIA95IMAG0612%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="100MEDIA95IMAG0612" border="0" alt="100MEDIA95IMAG0612" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-g0dgM6phJoU/TknW2ggpqHI/AAAAAAAACMw/mpZjnfFj4-A/100MEDIA95IMAG0612_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="148" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752231489600569226-689799011182144312?l=mtdaileys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/feeds/689799011182144312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/08/montana-state-fair.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/689799011182144312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/689799011182144312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/08/montana-state-fair.html' title='Montana State Fair'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482024836687697379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/SVuRVEYTIJI/AAAAAAAAAXw/JFKvxy7lQvM/S220/Merry-go-round.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-ZIeLMjO-BNE/TknWyiZgLTI/AAAAAAAACMg/0zUsZHpksDc/s72-c/100MEDIA95IMAG0607_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752231489600569226.post-4282774952330448601</id><published>2011-08-12T06:11:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T06:11:31.184-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>I Come to the Garden</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-rZtmqqzItJQ/TkUYQUwI4lI/AAAAAAAACKQ/dePV0mtHPFc/s1600-h/garden03%25255B6%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; border-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="garden03" border="0" alt="garden03" align="left" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-9a2HZWuzjDA/TkUYREwCCvI/AAAAAAAACKU/XlTgbtpqM_w/garden03_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="163" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I did do a garden this year, but haven’t been able to spend much time in it, much less taking pictures of it.&amp;#160; Too many kids/puppies to keep an eye on.&amp;#160; I have been blessed with a garden that does so well with minimal watching.&amp;#160; This year, we did strawberries, tomatoes, basil, rosemary, potatoes, peas, lettuce, corn, carrots, pumpkins and watermelon.&amp;#160; We’ve enjoyed a lot of lettuce, a few peas and some beautifully plump carrots so far.&amp;#160; I’ve got a lot of green tomatoes and the corn is starting to get silks.&amp;#160; The pumpkin blossoms are now leaving plump starts of pumpkins and I found 2 teeny tiny starts to watermelon.&amp;#160; I’m trying hard to keep the potatoes and carrots in the ground longer as the longer they stay the sweeter they get.&amp;#160; We did pull some beautiful carrots last night that were almost there.&amp;#160; As my mom said, they tasted like dirt – in the right way!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-pyPNzfBFNac/TkUYSjK-iGI/AAAAAAAACKY/l_G6ooM9PdM/s1600-h/garden05%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="garden05" border="0" alt="garden05" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-TVUv1vJOLU4/TkUYTYUzn6I/AAAAAAAACKc/PZD9aiBJVEw/garden05_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="164" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-RYTQirmAkME/TkUYUM0kYII/AAAAAAAACKg/Q_CxbLEQjvM/s1600-h/garden08%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="garden08" border="0" alt="garden08" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-Pb6nA0_5j8A/TkUYVA_jdlI/AAAAAAAACKk/pBdpuAyzu7Q/garden08_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="165" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-ih62Eka0_eg/TkUYXb8WVFI/AAAAAAAACKo/Pq3n84fevqw/s1600-h/garden09%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="garden09" border="0" alt="garden09" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-NVGI4JrVUBE/TkUYYsiaWOI/AAAAAAAACKs/LkpczyullWM/garden09_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-P_6jCzVE9lg/TkUYacMT0hI/AAAAAAAACKw/gDLBttlIdaE/s1600-h/garden10%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="garden10" border="0" alt="garden10" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-zo00OKfXzlI/TkUYcWpKsZI/AAAAAAAACK0/UkjGASEHz94/garden10_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="163" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752231489600569226-4282774952330448601?l=mtdaileys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/feeds/4282774952330448601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-come-to-garden.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/4282774952330448601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/4282774952330448601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-come-to-garden.html' title='I Come to the Garden'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482024836687697379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/SVuRVEYTIJI/AAAAAAAAAXw/JFKvxy7lQvM/S220/Merry-go-round.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-9a2HZWuzjDA/TkUYREwCCvI/AAAAAAAACKU/XlTgbtpqM_w/s72-c/garden03_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752231489600569226.post-8144099808683181615</id><published>2011-08-10T12:21:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T13:05:29.983-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maggie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jessie'/><title type='text'>Swimming Lessons</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-vXXy3MK9tlQ/TkLMGdlsTxI/AAAAAAAACIs/gFTA0PktKXY/s1600-h/IMAG0533%25255B3%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; DISPLAY: inline; MARGIN-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" title="IMAG0533" border="0" alt="IMAG0533" align="left" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-rT7iZXbKtGo/TkLMHPkemYI/AAAAAAAACIw/H3Jfo8e-fmI/IMAG0533_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="148" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Does anything quite say summer like swimming lessons? We have finally gotten Maggie into lessons at the YMCA and she LOVES it. She has no problem now getting her face wet and just loves every. single. second of her time in the pool. She is learning the basics of the front crawl and back stroke. After lessons are over, she has to show me how she can swim to &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-y7Y2ZLSJMAc/TkLMHQV7wXI/AAAAAAAACI0/tlQe4djfuTk/s1600-h/IMAG0538%25255B4%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; DISPLAY: inline; MARGIN-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" title="IMAG0538" border="0" alt="IMAG0538" align="right" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-BhEwQvG2K_0/TkLMH33ij9I/AAAAAAAACI4/Qx3A3Ti5AyY/IMAG0538_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="137" height="221" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;various parts of the pool. This is the hard part of it, because with Rocky working Saturdays, I’ve got both girls in the pool and it’s so hard to give Maggie the attention she needs and keep a hold of Jessie when all she wants to do is get out. Jessie is in lessons too, though her lessons are more about getting the kids used to being in the water and an introduction to blowing bubbles, jumping in and a little bit of kicking. She might be just a bit young for it, but she’ll be in it next year (you have to be 3 to be in the class Maggie’s in) and will really get a lot out of it then.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-wH4usgzF7D0/TkLMImn0ohI/AAAAAAAACI8/kSROe4vnK-c/s1600-h/IMAG0536%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; DISPLAY: inline; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" title="IMAG0536" border="0" alt="IMAG0536" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-jcg-ho_68wY/TkLMJMcU93I/AAAAAAAACJA/8Ll3QFg9gC0/IMAG0536_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="148" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-GwUyCl3jtdY/TkLMJoVWYgI/AAAAAAAACJE/3XwHkZFFV6I/s1600-h/IMAG0532%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; DISPLAY: inline; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" title="IMAG0532" border="0" alt="IMAG0532" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-MznESfmOj7Y/TkLMJ6q1k2I/AAAAAAAACJI/EqCskmOTFNs/IMAG0532_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="148" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-aOoLkZzsKDw/TkLMKpAeFUI/AAAAAAAACJM/frtwlj3AoaQ/s1600-h/IMAG0534%25255B4%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; DISPLAY: inline; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" title="IMAG0534" border="0" alt="IMAG0534" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-kyOnzbZyRTc/TkLMK4FIYII/AAAAAAAACJQ/lU6FTMGvbVQ/IMAG0534_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="232" height="147" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rocky was able to come by lessons one morning and got the photos!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Link up your Summer Fun for a chance to win prizes from &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.ubi.com"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ubisoft&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thingsicantsay.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://i904.photobucket.com/albums/ac246/shellthings/SummerFunShowOff-ThingsICantSay.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752231489600569226-8144099808683181615?l=mtdaileys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/feeds/8144099808683181615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/08/swimming-lessons.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/8144099808683181615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/8144099808683181615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/08/swimming-lessons.html' title='Swimming Lessons'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482024836687697379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/SVuRVEYTIJI/AAAAAAAAAXw/JFKvxy7lQvM/S220/Merry-go-round.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-rT7iZXbKtGo/TkLMHPkemYI/AAAAAAAACIw/H3Jfo8e-fmI/s72-c/IMAG0533_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752231489600569226.post-2425619913824856720</id><published>2011-08-05T20:32:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T20:32:46.641-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>Don't You Wish You Were At My House for Supper?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-jhfojZxDNA8/Tjyny9ahQRI/AAAAAAAACGQ/11tQxxp8m_8/2011-08-05_18-42-54_87.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-jhfojZxDNA8/Tjyny9ahQRI/AAAAAAAACGQ/11tQxxp8m_8/s400/2011-08-05_18-42-54_87.jpg' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Several years ago I was inspired to try making slow cooked bbq ribs after watching Alton Brown's "Good Eats" episode on ribs. It starts with a rub that ends up used as a starter for the sauce. My rub starts with his recipe but usually uses what I have. This time I used: &lt;br/&gt; 6 tbsp brown sugar &lt;br/&gt; 1 tsp kosher salt &lt;br/&gt; 1/2 tsp each: red pepper flakes, parika, Old Bay, cinnamon, black pepper, onion powder, garlic powder, cocoa powder  &lt;br/&gt; Mix well. It's best if you let it air over night to let the flavor meld. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; The ribs: this works best with pork baby back ribs but I'm getting better with spare ribs. Spare ribs are a little harder to prep. You want to trim most of the fat and what I call the "film" from the ribs. Leave a little for flavor and cooking with.  Put the ribs is a large foil pouch still open and cover with the rub. I find this recipe will coat 2 slabs fairly thick. Cover and seal the foil pack and refrigerate over night or at least 8 hours. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; The next day preheat oven to no more than 200 F. Cook ribs in foil pack for 4 hours. Remove from oven and open small part of one corner of foil and drain juices. Separate fat and reserve liquid for bbq sauce. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; The sauce: &lt;br/&gt; In a sauce pan combine &lt;br/&gt; Liquid from ribs &lt;br/&gt; 1 cup Coke &lt;br/&gt; 1/2 cup ketchup &lt;br/&gt; 3 tbsp dijon mustard &lt;br/&gt; 2 tbsp honey &lt;br/&gt; 3 dash Worcestershire  &lt;br/&gt; A few dashes each of garlic, salt, &lt;br/&gt;  pepper &lt;br/&gt; Cook over medium high heat until reduced. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; Remove sauce from heat and ribs from oven. Ribs should be ready to fall off the bone. Remove top piece of foil and brush or spoon on sauce. Place ribs under broiler at high and carmelize the sauce 3-4 minutes. Watch ribs to prevent burning.  Let ribs cool slightly. Cut into 2 ribs sections and toss with remaining sauce. Enjoy!! &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.7.4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752231489600569226-2425619913824856720?l=mtdaileys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/feeds/2425619913824856720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/08/don-you-wish-you-were-at-my-house-for.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/2425619913824856720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/2425619913824856720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/08/don-you-wish-you-were-at-my-house-for.html' title='Don&amp;#39;t You Wish You Were At My House for Supper?'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482024836687697379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/SVuRVEYTIJI/AAAAAAAAAXw/JFKvxy7lQvM/S220/Merry-go-round.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-jhfojZxDNA8/Tjyny9ahQRI/AAAAAAAACGQ/11tQxxp8m_8/s72-c/2011-08-05_18-42-54_87.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752231489600569226.post-4834888512039338634</id><published>2011-08-05T14:51:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T14:51:50.888-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maggie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>My almost 6 year old</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;In about 2 and 1/2 weeks, Maggie starts Kindergarten. She has gotten so tall and refuses to hear any talk about her being anything other than a “Big Kid.”&amp;#160; She loves to read to us (and is getting really good at it) and enjoys practicing her math skills with workbooks.&amp;#160; She is so looking forward to Kindergarten.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-No-8bUz4NYE/TjxXqqD1sPI/AAAAAAAACFM/IXMAHdg6qh8/s1600-h/Maggie01%25255B5%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="Maggie01" border="0" alt="Maggie01" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-RQs9FHkBckM/TjxXrA4dYjI/AAAAAAAACFQ/xq4heNtsrAs/Maggie01_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="179" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-JVu8RnJuLaU/TjxXvS3MZzI/AAAAAAAACFU/9449zTO_gmA/s1600-h/Maggie04%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="Maggie04" border="0" alt="Maggie04" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-uqD3L-10iOw/TjxXwGe-FjI/AAAAAAAACFY/yoL-shqwYqI/Maggie04_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="179" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-ibEECiL-7-8/TjxXwsdTEEI/AAAAAAAACFc/B_iP4my5IrU/s1600-h/Maggie02%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="Maggie02" border="0" alt="Maggie02" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-cfP0Gg596WQ/TjxXxKxVJfI/AAAAAAAACFg/gIJZoIEOBKs/Maggie02_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="176" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-WbDshTowQ4o/TjxXxjgPl-I/AAAAAAAACFk/HpW9Oel8o0M/s1600-h/Maggie3%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="Maggie3" border="0" alt="Maggie3" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-ZvL9cs4jgH8/TjxXyYbJkCI/AAAAAAAACFo/btXkOGKfaeI/Maggie3_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="163" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160; &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-ln48VtGg0pE/TjxXy27ljwI/AAAAAAAACFs/TrfWeRAu_uU/s1600-h/Maggie05%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="Maggie05" border="0" alt="Maggie05" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-xx5YJKWclaA/TjxXzRLfEHI/AAAAAAAACFw/EGANgnU7YuM/Maggie05_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="163" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-ToWqxnIYxtc/TjxXzmS0Y5I/AAAAAAAACF0/XwODpa3wg5A/s1600-h/Maggie06%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="Maggie06" border="0" alt="Maggie06" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-zuqv1nc_3mQ/TjxX0VOvHKI/AAAAAAAACF4/-zlfIO8uVWU/Maggie06_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="181" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752231489600569226-4834888512039338634?l=mtdaileys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/feeds/4834888512039338634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/08/my-almost-6-year-old.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/4834888512039338634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/4834888512039338634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/08/my-almost-6-year-old.html' title='My almost 6 year old'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482024836687697379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/SVuRVEYTIJI/AAAAAAAAAXw/JFKvxy7lQvM/S220/Merry-go-round.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/-RQs9FHkBckM/TjxXrA4dYjI/AAAAAAAACFQ/xq4heNtsrAs/s72-c/Maggie01_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752231489600569226.post-132935655431539063</id><published>2011-08-03T15:51:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T15:51:53.792-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maggie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jessie'/><title type='text'>14 months of Jessie</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-MOyc8GZI1EA/TjnC28eFbPI/AAAAAAAACEU/IJ3yhCVB-t8/s1600-h/Jessie_14mon_1%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="Jessie_14mon_1" border="0" alt="Jessie_14mon_1" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-uJt566TySRE/TjnC3UjECzI/AAAAAAAACEY/TgX70sVXcPM/Jessie_14mon_1_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="179" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-4_r0rqRX5hk/TjnC39Mzr-I/AAAAAAAACEc/GE0WlmLg3HQ/s1600-h/Jessie_14mon_2%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="Jessie_14mon_2" border="0" alt="Jessie_14mon_2" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-m1FsAGfsPjQ/TjnC4VLRYqI/AAAAAAAACEg/JUISG5THfio/Jessie_14mon_2_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="179" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-lrd8IA1TfII/TjnC4zq5kEI/AAAAAAAACEk/fDv7jW4yFJk/s1600-h/Jessie_14mon_3%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="Jessie_14mon_3" border="0" alt="Jessie_14mon_3" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-csCNkzUCiWc/TjnC5qH952I/AAAAAAAACEo/mtw2vNKP6wg/Jessie_14mon_3_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="179" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-1Tuo7B4lNzc/TjnC6P2749I/AAAAAAAACEs/gf6ugre9dCo/s1600-h/Jessie_14mon_4%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="Jessie_14mon_4" border="0" alt="Jessie_14mon_4" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-m9EbuRGu0gY/TjnC6s1bS5I/AAAAAAAACEw/NNeu1zvJ__c/Jessie_14mon_4_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="179" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160; &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-OYKbnFMAvv8/TjnC7AzNVtI/AAAAAAAACE0/cVdTvFYU_T4/s1600-h/Jessie_14mon_6%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="Jessie_14mon_6" border="0" alt="Jessie_14mon_6" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-J0xiLmrqdHs/TjnC8EVxpnI/AAAAAAAACE4/eqBy-m7zab4/Jessie_14mon_6_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="179" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-taCUMi1tAU4/TjnC8uu3pwI/AAAAAAAACE8/Cn8v0rexWZY/s1600-h/Jessie_14mon_5%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="Jessie_14mon_5" border="0" alt="Jessie_14mon_5" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-30fP3YJTezQ/TjnC9Jbcr0I/AAAAAAAACFA/VksJVNk3Y5g/Jessie_14mon_5_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="179" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-638j9T-1Zy0/TjnC9v0VMfI/AAAAAAAACFE/0KOdLSMD8yM/s1600-h/Jessie_14mon_7%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="Jessie_14mon_7" border="0" alt="Jessie_14mon_7" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-VYmn76Md05Y/TjnC-NMIKTI/AAAAAAAACFI/zdE8ppm8aXM/Jessie_14mon_7_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="179" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The child rarely stands still long enough for a photo, but at least it is easy to capture her outstanding personality!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752231489600569226-132935655431539063?l=mtdaileys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/feeds/132935655431539063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/08/14-months-of-jessie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/132935655431539063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/132935655431539063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/08/14-months-of-jessie.html' title='14 months of Jessie'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482024836687697379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/SVuRVEYTIJI/AAAAAAAAAXw/JFKvxy7lQvM/S220/Merry-go-round.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-uJt566TySRE/TjnC3UjECzI/AAAAAAAACEY/TgX70sVXcPM/s72-c/Jessie_14mon_1_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752231489600569226.post-618907804892433268</id><published>2011-07-29T18:35:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T18:35:13.258-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maggie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jessie'/><title type='text'>8 month photo shoot</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;So, back in February, I took Rocky’s camera and took pictures of Jessie &amp;amp; Maggie.&amp;#160; Not sure why I haven’t shared until now, other than my weird thing about keeping photos chronological. But I think it’s more fun to share them!&amp;#160; So, 5 months late, but here are Jessie’s 8 month photos: &lt;/p&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-CEFpPfV6Few/TjNRbhC5uvI/AAAAAAAACBY/y9SSwBCwR8M/s1600-h/IMG_7738%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="" border="0" alt="" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-RwfkkeGqjTE/TjNRdDZulOI/AAAAAAAACBc/7Mxh7_q2Zug/IMG_7738_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="164" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-85SlT-9I_tY/TjNRd1iaaLI/AAAAAAAACBg/oOkoSsvDNow/s1600-h/IMG_7770%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="" border="0" alt="" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-Kwny3MoDOts/TjNRfqV1T2I/AAAAAAAACBk/7uZ-y-aZUZU/IMG_7770_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-zuoRt1P8410/TjNRg0zPxlI/AAAAAAAACBo/mY0b8-Nw76s/s1600-h/IMG_7784%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="IMG_7784" border="0" alt="IMG_7784" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-laZPZGNw2ik/TjNRhj3iL2I/AAAAAAAACBs/9MbVpQpBn0Y/IMG_7784_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-63ftmxLojWU/TjNRie2pBKI/AAAAAAAACBw/Lab_iyz7F2w/s1600-h/IMG_7732%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="" border="0" alt="" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-a6we1XstEpo/TjNRjQ-XRuI/AAAAAAAACB0/JxR7g3P8g8A/IMG_7732_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="164" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-Wk1Kd-aMUwg/TjNRk3rBl2I/AAAAAAAACB4/qhPen19OsEI/s1600-h/IMG_7779%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="IMG_7779" border="0" alt="IMG_7779" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-ysmACDeVg1o/TjNRmTvmAeI/AAAAAAAACB8/Ndr0sFdrT_k/IMG_7779_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="164" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-_it4wt0L8mk/TjNRnqTLNeI/AAAAAAAACCA/KypsXaLsKEQ/s1600-h/IMG_7793%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="IMG_7793" border="0" alt="IMG_7793" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-rJiC2QzJKZc/TjNRpMm0plI/AAAAAAAACCE/wj3IVNLiCds/IMG_7793_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="164" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-nMH3TKDfyVM/TjNRqal44ZI/AAAAAAAACCI/ckl1hZg4EEg/s1600-h/IMG_7711%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="" border="0" alt="" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-BvaIogjV6Tk/TjNRrEm53rI/AAAAAAAACCM/O0Lj6MV8tr0/IMG_7711_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="164" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-COPsKoo4dqs/TjNRscgv-eI/AAAAAAAACCQ/825k_nUuCgg/s1600-h/IMG_7812%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="IMG_7812" border="0" alt="IMG_7812" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-VMyWeJKjUGw/TjNRtBLpWqI/AAAAAAAACCU/e--SaYjguwI/IMG_7812_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-r2YQv0CTsJc/TjNRt6-Y5II/AAAAAAAACCY/ahkZfVhH4JQ/s1600-h/IMG_7809%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="IMG_7809" border="0" alt="IMG_7809" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-F9CzbVQ6rHo/TjNRvhNJJtI/AAAAAAAACCc/2o9wszaV5fc/IMG_7809_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752231489600569226-618907804892433268?l=mtdaileys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/feeds/618907804892433268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/07/8-month-photo-shoot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/618907804892433268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/618907804892433268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/07/8-month-photo-shoot.html' title='8 month photo shoot'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482024836687697379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/SVuRVEYTIJI/AAAAAAAAAXw/JFKvxy7lQvM/S220/Merry-go-round.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/-RwfkkeGqjTE/TjNRdDZulOI/AAAAAAAACBc/7Mxh7_q2Zug/s72-c/IMG_7738_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752231489600569226.post-3773942140401435469</id><published>2011-07-28T20:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T20:22:59.033-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maggie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jessie'/><title type='text'>Visitors!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Rocky’s brother Dick and his wife Dulcy stopped in earlier this week while driving their Harleys to Yellowstone and up to Beartooth.&amp;#160; Both girls warmed up to Uncle Dick really fast.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-hKzDdbVjpjc/TjIZbr5d1EI/AAAAAAAACA0/Z9QMih6vbws/s1600-h/20110724201107240010082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="2011-07-24 2011-07-24 001 008" border="0" alt="2011-07-24 2011-07-24 001 008" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-94WwR-SuSJ4/TjIZcvXzoXI/AAAAAAAACA4/Tg0s-pdSkd0/2011072420110724001008_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="163" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-luODXAYinEg/TjIZdxg35iI/AAAAAAAACA8/vqsU-VMq-cQ/s1600-h/20110724201107240010102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="2011-07-24 2011-07-24 001 010" border="0" alt="2011-07-24 2011-07-24 001 010" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-jWHFhC6cV_s/TjIZevOqW8I/AAAAAAAACBA/kOQv8FjIMxE/2011072420110724001010_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="173" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160; &lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-QIPM05rtBDo/TjIZfsZRdmI/AAAAAAAACBE/5_aZMs2yZuQ/s1600-h/20110724201107240010122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="2011-07-24 2011-07-24 001 012" border="0" alt="2011-07-24 2011-07-24 001 012" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-SGjFQ3rwYWs/TjIZgTKoV1I/AAAAAAAACBI/5-2r9SX3ows/2011072420110724001012_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="184" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I think Grandma Bonnie will be jealous!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752231489600569226-3773942140401435469?l=mtdaileys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/feeds/3773942140401435469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/07/visitors.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/3773942140401435469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/3773942140401435469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/07/visitors.html' title='Visitors!'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482024836687697379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/SVuRVEYTIJI/AAAAAAAAAXw/JFKvxy7lQvM/S220/Merry-go-round.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-94WwR-SuSJ4/TjIZcvXzoXI/AAAAAAAACA4/Tg0s-pdSkd0/s72-c/2011072420110724001008_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752231489600569226.post-2776868951368019506</id><published>2011-07-26T21:27:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T15:32:54.309-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maggie-isms'/><title type='text'>Maggie Goes Rafting</title><content type='html'>Yesterday,  Rocky took Maggie rafting on the Stillwater River (Stillwater is quite the misnomer as the river is anything but still! ) I did not get to go so here is Maggie's version of the trip: &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; It was fun. Dad was wrong there was no dinosaur attack and Superman is not real!  But there was cliff diving! I didn't jump out silly! I went in the water and I learned how to row only when the raft was down. Well Dad helped me. Well I throwed rocks. And I tried to skip rocks but every time I did the just went down. We went on waves. I never went in or fell overboard. We saw an eagle. We rode on SpongeBob!  &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; Well we went on a bus back to the car and our clothes were in the car. We didn't have lunch on the rafting trip. We had pizza and it was all you can eat! And salad. I can't remember the rest.&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.7.4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752231489600569226-2776868951368019506?l=mtdaileys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/feeds/2776868951368019506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/07/maggie-goes-rafting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/2776868951368019506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/2776868951368019506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/07/maggie-goes-rafting.html' title='Maggie Goes Rafting'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482024836687697379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/SVuRVEYTIJI/AAAAAAAAAXw/JFKvxy7lQvM/S220/Merry-go-round.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752231489600569226.post-1745237003149132693</id><published>2011-07-19T20:58:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T08:05:44.168-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>Chicken Parmesan Wraps</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Recently I found a website called “&lt;a href="http://onceamonthmom.com/"&gt;Once a Month Mom&lt;/a&gt;.” The idea &lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-7j-psB4D4tw/TiZEZKQ_mMI/AAAAAAAAB8w/fbeVIJyg1Ps/s1600-h/2011-07-19%2525202011-07-19%252520001%252520011%25255B3%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; DISPLAY: inline; MARGIN-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" title="2011-07-19 2011-07-19 001 011" border="0" alt="2011-07-19 2011-07-19 001 011" align="left" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-8x-K8ALrX4E/TiZEaCdWZhI/AAAAAAAAB80/3b-chghTxcQ/2011-07-19%2525202011-07-19%252520001%252520011_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="184" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;behind the website is taking seasonal recipes and making them freezer friendly. Usually she links to other sites for the original recipe, but also includes recipe &amp;amp; shopping lists (yes, shopping lists!!) of exactly how much you need for the group of recipes she's put together. Currently, I typically just pull out the recipes I think the family will like and haven't gotten "brave" enough to pull the full list, yet.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I’ve looked around and found a few recipes I like and tried the first one tonight: C&lt;a href="http://www.canyoustayfordinner.com/2011/02/17/chicken-parmesan-wraps/"&gt;hicken Parmesan Wraps&lt;/a&gt;. As usual, I had a few minor substitutions – though not as big of substitutions as usual. I used canned spinach instead of fresh and I ended up wrapping them like an egg roll, rather than in triangles. I think that’s more because I do not have any history or experience with egg roll wrappers and it seemed easier while I was in the process of making them to wrap them like an egg roll. The only problem with wrapping is I couldn’t get a good seal on the roll so some marinara leaked out. I think next time I would also add some garlic and fresh basil to give it a little more &lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-UhDsPlXUhO0/TiZEbDWLAzI/AAAAAAAAB84/HOa9o9wBuHw/s1600-h/2011-07-19%2525202011-07-19%252520001%252520012%25255B3%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; DISPLAY: inline; MARGIN-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" title="2011-07-19 2011-07-19 001 012" border="0" alt="2011-07-19 2011-07-19 001 012" align="right" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-CGlSQuEIW1U/TiZEbzAcc6I/AAAAAAAAB88/aEGB6bOf7RI/2011-07-19%2525202011-07-19%252520001%252520012_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; flavor. I think that had more to do with my pasta sauce choice (Wal-Mart brand – which is good with spaghetti, but I think this needed a little sometime more) or even some freshly grated parmesan instead of the green can stuff.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Both Rocky &amp;amp; Maggie enjoyed them. I think they would be good with a Mexican flair – some cilantro chicken and pico de gillo.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I’ve also discovered I’m a bad food blogger because I didn’t even think to take pictures until I was almost done and then I really should have used a black plate instead of the white so the parmesan would have shown up better.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I’m really enjoying this website and am even going to do some test cooking for it next month. Hopefully I will be a better food blogger – though I can’t share what I cook until after the pages go live – especially if I find something both Maggie &amp;amp; Rocky will like!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752231489600569226-1745237003149132693?l=mtdaileys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/feeds/1745237003149132693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/07/chicken-parmesan-wraps.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/1745237003149132693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/1745237003149132693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/07/chicken-parmesan-wraps.html' title='Chicken Parmesan Wraps'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482024836687697379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/SVuRVEYTIJI/AAAAAAAAAXw/JFKvxy7lQvM/S220/Merry-go-round.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-8x-K8ALrX4E/TiZEaCdWZhI/AAAAAAAAB80/3b-chghTxcQ/s72-c/2011-07-19%2525202011-07-19%252520001%252520011_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752231489600569226.post-6487470675547718006</id><published>2011-07-18T16:13:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T16:39:29.156-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maggie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jessie'/><title type='text'>My Babies</title><content type='html'>I'm done having babies. Really I am. Even so, it does make me a little sad that I will never again cuddle a newborn that is mine all mine. The nursing portion of my life is almost over for good. I'm trying so hard to put memories of my babies into the vault so I can remember them in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 133px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630819942106657698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6W6TeU_thm4/TiSw52tz86I/AAAAAAAAB7w/s_mSSo258Sc/s200/Maggie01.jpg" /&gt; Like the first time I held Maggie (almost SIX years ago). Right after she was born. She came out, Dr. Z said "It's a girl" and put her on my chest. She didn't cry, but looked up at me while I talked to her. I remember it being dark in the room, but Rocky says it wasn't. I kept waiting for her to cry because newborns are supposed to cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 133px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630819945533732114" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZayuyoDOEds/TiSw6De49RI/AAAAAAAAB74/sh22I8Er4Qs/s200/Maggie02.jpg" /&gt; And the first time I saw Jessie. We had just barely had time to get used to the idea of a c-section when she decided it was time to come. The room was bright and white. Nurse Nadine chuckled at me a little when I asked if I was going to have to have an oxygen mask and told me she hoped not. I waited impatiently for them to let Rocky in while trying to cough and throw up with a spinal block. It happened so fast, yet it took so long. Dr. Rosorio-Montville lifted her above the curtain while saying "It's a girl!" and I heard her cry, so pissed off to be out in the cold. Rocky got to hold her first and I tried to gentle touch her during the remainder of the surgery. I finally got to hold her on the way back to our room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630819957363333186" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2XZHumJe4MU/TiSw6vjSWEI/AAAAAAAAB8A/UbnrcJBRwng/s200/shower01.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 134px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630819959059346706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i6Mgft5XdGc/TiSw613pdRI/AAAAAAAAB8I/0I_j4eOVxFo/s200/jessiesmile083110.jpg" /&gt; I have many more years for firsts with them. Kindergarten is coming up fast. But I know my family is now complete. And we can always add another puppy if the yearning for a baby comes along again. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;linked up with&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thingsicantsay-shell.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://i904.photobucket.com/albums/ac246/shellthings/RockintheBaby-ThingsICantSay.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752231489600569226-6487470675547718006?l=mtdaileys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/feeds/6487470675547718006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/07/my-babies.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/6487470675547718006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/6487470675547718006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/07/my-babies.html' title='My Babies'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482024836687697379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/SVuRVEYTIJI/AAAAAAAAAXw/JFKvxy7lQvM/S220/Merry-go-round.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6W6TeU_thm4/TiSw52tz86I/AAAAAAAAB7w/s_mSSo258Sc/s72-c/Maggie01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752231489600569226.post-7089724473184579210</id><published>2011-07-12T21:30:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T21:30:07.168-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wine'/><title type='text'>There's a New Winery in Town</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-oIXLwF8cwMk/Th0RPA0StjI/AAAAAAAAB6c/-SG3eT91X4E/2011-07-07_20-03-51_990.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-oIXLwF8cwMk/Th0RPA0StjI/AAAAAAAAB6c/-SG3eT91X4E/s400/2011-07-07_20-03-51_990.jpg' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I cannot believe it's been 4 months since my last wine post. I think I have been drinking some old favorites like Grooner and Shoo Fly. So I thought I would take a minute to write about the new Yellowstone Winery in town. That's right, a winery!  &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; Montana is not a place that comes to mind when one thinks of places that wine might be made, at least not wine made with grapes! The grapes are actually Washington grown but the wine is made here in Billings. Rocky did a story there when they first opened and bought the very first 2 bottles: a table red and a Chardonnay. The red was a little young and probably would have been great after sitting in my "cellar" for about a year. The Chardonnay was nice. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; A couple of months ago -- probably May -- they had a tasting. Of course we went! They were tasting their reds. The table red was much nicer this time. I ended up purchasing a Pinot Gris, which is always one of my favorite grapes. I enjoyed it very much! &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.7.2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752231489600569226-7089724473184579210?l=mtdaileys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/feeds/7089724473184579210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/07/there-new-winery-in-town.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/7089724473184579210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/7089724473184579210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/07/there-new-winery-in-town.html' title='There&amp;#39;s a New Winery in Town'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482024836687697379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/SVuRVEYTIJI/AAAAAAAAAXw/JFKvxy7lQvM/S220/Merry-go-round.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-oIXLwF8cwMk/Th0RPA0StjI/AAAAAAAAB6c/-SG3eT91X4E/s72-c/2011-07-07_20-03-51_990.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752231489600569226.post-5652922953947268775</id><published>2011-07-08T20:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T20:42:00.883-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wiconi &amp; the Puppy</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Rusty tries to get Wiconi’s attention.&amp;#160; Wiconi does a pretty good job of ignoring him, and putting him in his place when she needs to. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-NwMs2HhBQkg/ThZusoS9MxI/AAAAAAAAB4k/dThkZSMCTUg/s1600-h/2011-07-04%2525202011-07-04%252520001%252520013%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="2011-07-04 2011-07-04 001 013" border="0" alt="2011-07-04 2011-07-04 001 013" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/--U6_ilvescc/ThZutRV2naI/AAAAAAAAB4o/l-_w8EwLjvU/2011-07-04%2525202011-07-04%252520001%252520013_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-d3-NADAh3us/ThZuu6iTI8I/AAAAAAAAB4s/gj8_nATjZoU/s1600-h/2011-07-04%2525202011-07-04%252520001%252520015%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="2011-07-04 2011-07-04 001 015" border="0" alt="2011-07-04 2011-07-04 001 015" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-IyQGcGECBAc/ThZuvlvcZ5I/AAAAAAAAB4w/wjKJi_yTrhE/2011-07-04%2525202011-07-04%252520001%252520015_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-vlb-Y3z-lTw/ThZuxP-pYsI/AAAAAAAAB40/A4Yog_J-ywQ/s1600-h/2011-07-04%2525202011-07-04%252520001%252520016%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="2011-07-04 2011-07-04 001 016" border="0" alt="2011-07-04 2011-07-04 001 016" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-JE0ks9ICfcc/ThZuxzXnTUI/AAAAAAAAB44/8ON6iAOt6sM/2011-07-04%2525202011-07-04%252520001%252520016_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-hx7LEp0_ctw/ThZuza3PKMI/AAAAAAAAB48/4eA856DlPVo/s1600-h/2011-07-04%2525202011-07-04%252520001%252520012%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="2011-07-04 2011-07-04 001 012" border="0" alt="2011-07-04 2011-07-04 001 012" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-RbMz79yqwsw/ThZuz0a5QNI/AAAAAAAAB5A/1KaASevEwd0/2011-07-04%2525202011-07-04%252520001%252520012_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752231489600569226-5652922953947268775?l=mtdaileys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/feeds/5652922953947268775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/07/wiconi-puppy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/5652922953947268775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/5652922953947268775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/07/wiconi-puppy.html' title='Wiconi &amp;amp; the Puppy'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482024836687697379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/SVuRVEYTIJI/AAAAAAAAAXw/JFKvxy7lQvM/S220/Merry-go-round.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/--U6_ilvescc/ThZutRV2naI/AAAAAAAAB4o/l-_w8EwLjvU/s72-c/2011-07-04%2525202011-07-04%252520001%252520013_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752231489600569226.post-7956075040720831598</id><published>2011-07-07T21:12:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T21:12:07.500-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><title type='text'>Happy 4th of July</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt; This year, Maggie really wanted to see the fireworks.&amp;#160; So, we hung around the house most of the day (with a quick trip to Wal-Mart), playing with Rusty and in the pool until around 7 when we headed over to Castle Rock Park and met up with some friends from church.&amp;#160; One of the local churches hosts the event, with lots of bouncy toys like slides, races and houses.&amp;#160; &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-whvNUKCEexI/ThZ1ZOcsJjI/AAAAAAAAB5E/8zQnazVLM1I/s1600-h/2011-07-04_20-06-03_84%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="2011-07-04_20-06-03_84" border="0" alt="2011-07-04_20-06-03_84" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-D6OWbGtyzwE/ThZ1Zx2BrHI/AAAAAAAAB5I/NIW2wy9yEJI/2011-07-04_20-06-03_84_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-gSyx5O66Scc/ThZ1bHV0eUI/AAAAAAAAB5M/2Da8MH882AQ/s1600-h/2011-07-04_20-08-24_130%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="2011-07-04_20-08-24_130" border="0" alt="2011-07-04_20-08-24_130" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-Zd87pIBQCqU/ThZ1br0J-WI/AAAAAAAAB5Q/b7XcPWXBC60/2011-07-04_20-08-24_130_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Wheeee!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-ZaoTLE78NfU/ThZ1ctaUJ1I/AAAAAAAAB5U/aVuu-Cs30M4/s1600-h/2011-07-04_20-09-18_963%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="2011-07-04_20-09-18_963" border="0" alt="2011-07-04_20-09-18_963" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-Hwi6etOxdvg/ThZ1dgFl-iI/AAAAAAAAB5Y/gy7SoAf47AI/2011-07-04_20-09-18_963_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-73zxGE5R_ME/ThZ1ezXI9CI/AAAAAAAAB5c/eNikfQfaBfw/s1600-h/2011-07-04%2525202011-07-04%252520001%252520017%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="2011-07-04 2011-07-04 001 017" border="0" alt="2011-07-04 2011-07-04 001 017" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-SUnVRwqVE40/ThZ1fqL36-I/AAAAAAAAB5g/QDwioat-TeI/2011-07-04%2525202011-07-04%252520001%252520017_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Celebrating with a popper!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-my4NNzi6XA8/ThZ1gnRa1QI/AAAAAAAAB5k/yqVLbweGLUo/s1600-h/2011-07-04%2525202011-07-04%252520001%252520019%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="2011-07-04 2011-07-04 001 019" border="0" alt="2011-07-04 2011-07-04 001 019" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-XLIqlSPeGkw/ThZ1hUhaDVI/AAAAAAAAB5o/EgGQxKvPLWk/2011-07-04%2525202011-07-04%252520001%252520019_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Maggie really enjoyed watching the fireworks, but thought it was too loud. At least she had Dad to be with her.&amp;#160; Jessie liked the lights but did not like the noise so she and I watched from the back of the van – well, I watched and she watched Elmo.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752231489600569226-7956075040720831598?l=mtdaileys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/feeds/7956075040720831598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/07/happy-4th-of-july.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/7956075040720831598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/7956075040720831598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/07/happy-4th-of-july.html' title='Happy 4th of July'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482024836687697379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/SVuRVEYTIJI/AAAAAAAAAXw/JFKvxy7lQvM/S220/Merry-go-round.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-D6OWbGtyzwE/ThZ1Zx2BrHI/AAAAAAAAB5I/NIW2wy9yEJI/s72-c/2011-07-04_20-06-03_84_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752231489600569226.post-8334508928738521589</id><published>2011-07-03T06:55:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T06:55:54.373-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dogs'/><title type='text'>A new baby in the house</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt; Maggie is completely head over heels!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-4JD7bviw9Gc/ThBmwe32VtI/AAAAAAAAB38/Xiq2HKXHDbo/s1600-h/2011-07-02%2525202011-07-02%252520001%252520007%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="2011-07-02 2011-07-02 001 007" border="0" alt="2011-07-02 2011-07-02 001 007" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-cqsFjzbeihM/ThBmxNVmEhI/AAAAAAAAB4A/O6KlH-EhUnQ/2011-07-02%2525202011-07-02%252520001%252520007_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-UhSgFgwjUeA/ThBmx3y3ckI/AAAAAAAAB4E/e9M-ZvvXVUM/s1600-h/2011-07-02%2525202011-07-02%252520001%252520003%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="2011-07-02 2011-07-02 001 003" border="0" alt="2011-07-02 2011-07-02 001 003" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-mhCPN_KdCiw/ThBmyaKz4SI/AAAAAAAAB4I/PEvCf72eGWk/2011-07-02%2525202011-07-02%252520001%252520003_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 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&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-t4An85pnasc/ThBm18fNnlI/AAAAAAAAB4c/VJ3Ii66c5h8/s1600-h/2011-07-02%2525202011-07-02%252520001%252520001%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="2011-07-02 2011-07-02 001 001" border="0" alt="2011-07-02 2011-07-02 001 001" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-A0VN4efI64E/ThBm2anao5I/AAAAAAAAB4g/kU6ObHqxwy8/2011-07-02%2525202011-07-02%252520001%252520001_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="230" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;As we all are!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752231489600569226-8334508928738521589?l=mtdaileys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/feeds/8334508928738521589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/07/new-baby-in-house.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/8334508928738521589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/8334508928738521589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/07/new-baby-in-house.html' title='A new baby in the house'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482024836687697379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/SVuRVEYTIJI/AAAAAAAAAXw/JFKvxy7lQvM/S220/Merry-go-round.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-cqsFjzbeihM/ThBmxNVmEhI/AAAAAAAAB4A/O6KlH-EhUnQ/s72-c/2011-07-02%2525202011-07-02%252520001%252520007_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752231489600569226.post-4353693895707223527</id><published>2011-07-02T10:58:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T10:58:59.610-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jessie'/><title type='text'>13 Months</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href='http://lh6.ggpht.com/-Y9_6MA3BZaM/Tg9OT6XXfqI/AAAAAAAAB34/uvEkq03IyKU/shot_1309624615256.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh6.ggpht.com/-Y9_6MA3BZaM/Tg9OT6XXfqI/AAAAAAAAB34/uvEkq03IyKU/s400/shot_1309624615256.jpg' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Today Jessie is 13 months old. She LOVES to share, especially food with Wiconi whether Wiconi likes it or not (she usually does). Jessie is starting to do some signs like eat, more and all done.  She's not consistent but she's getting there. She doesn't have many words yet though she babbles a lot. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; Jessie still loves her baby dolls. She loves to give the hugs and "kisses." But her favorite game is still wrestling with Maggie. She will tickle us and laughs great big belly laughs when we tickle her. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; Swimming lessons start next week and I'm sure she'll have a great time as she loves splashing in the pool, the tub, and Wiconi's water dish. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; I've finally packed away most of the 6 month sized clothes though the pants still fit. She has a long torso and short little legs!! 2 more top teeth are coming in. And she's still pretty bald. The bit of hair she does have is kind of coarse so I'm starting to wonder if she'll have curly hair. It will probably be a while before we know.&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.7.2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752231489600569226-4353693895707223527?l=mtdaileys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/feeds/4353693895707223527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/07/13-months.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/4353693895707223527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/4353693895707223527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/07/13-months.html' title='13 Months'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482024836687697379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/SVuRVEYTIJI/AAAAAAAAAXw/JFKvxy7lQvM/S220/Merry-go-round.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/-Y9_6MA3BZaM/Tg9OT6XXfqI/AAAAAAAAB34/uvEkq03IyKU/s72-c/shot_1309624615256.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752231489600569226.post-4754272184077192416</id><published>2011-06-29T19:09:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T19:09:51.186-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dogs'/><title type='text'>You may be right; I may be crazy</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-SdI0PwyXpng/TgvMww5ngNI/AAAAAAAAB3g/0vTDjKmp5vY/s1600-h/Maggie_Rusty%25255B3%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; border-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="Maggie_Rusty" border="0" alt="Maggie_Rusty" align="left" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-Z4YCXRqcIVw/TgvMyTXoXxI/AAAAAAAAB3k/kE8DAPpr8WY/Maggie_Rusty_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="184" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That little black bundle of fur will be joining our family on Saturday July 2.&amp;#160; Little Rusty and his 5 brothers and sisters and his momma were rescued during some of the recent flooding.&amp;#160; His momma’s previous owners had her tied to a tree 24/7 and she gave birth to the pups tied to the tree.&amp;#160; She is a border collie/corgi mix and they think the dad had some Lab and chow.&amp;#160; Rocky found these pups via one of his coworkers who volunteers at &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/#!/pages/Billings-Animal-Rescue-Kare-BARK/178069118915246"&gt;B.A.R.K.&lt;/a&gt;, taking great photos of the rescued pups and cats.&amp;#160; We picked out one via the photos and stopped by last Saturday to check them out.&amp;#160; They had just been given their parvo shots, so we weren’t able to go in and play with them.&amp;#160; Sandy told us we could bring Maggie by on Monday (the day they are closed) and let her go in and pick out a pup.&amp;#160; Based on the pictures, again, we were sold on Rusty.&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-OYngHHhiZTg/TgvMzzoeaII/AAAAAAAAB3o/kzH4TMxDN7E/s1600-h/Rex%252526rusty%25255B3%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="Rex&amp;amp;rusty" border="0" alt="Rex&amp;amp;rusty" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-oQzRNN3Mnqc/TgvM1f79F-I/AAAAAAAAB3s/5ADPPIjoiXY/Rex%252526rusty_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="157" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When Maggie and I got there Monday afternoon, it was a wild bundle of black fur!&amp;#160; Maggie played with them a bit and then I asked for clarification on which one was Rusty.&amp;#160; She told us – the mostly black one with a little white mark on his back -- and Maggie focused on him and even picked him up.&amp;#160; I asked Maggie a couple of times if that was the one she wanted and she was certain.&amp;#160; Rocky and I were really only concerned with getting a male as Wiconi most likely wouldn’t put up with another female in the house.&amp;#160; So we told Sandy that we would take Rusty.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-n6Y6df9ONsw/TgvM14VHqxI/AAAAAAAAB3w/VejI-UMYEkE/s1600-h/rusty%25255B3%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="rusty" border="0" alt="rusty" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-S6pbR3NsDac/TgvM3HmlPCI/AAAAAAAAB30/SHco0_dkZrA/rusty_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="169" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;As we were leaving, Sandy came out to the car to let us know she mixed up Rex and Rusty.&amp;#160; Rex is actually the mostly black on with white paws, tail tip and marking on his back.&amp;#160; Maggie didn’t care.&amp;#160; She decided she wanted us to get Rex, but we will call him Rusty.&amp;#160; And on Saturday, we go pick him up.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Pretty sure we’re a little crazy for taking on a puppy.&amp;#160; But it will be nice to have a young dog around – we’ve always gotten adult dogs.&amp;#160; And Maggie has been asking for a puppy for several months (even asking for one barely an hour after we told her about Otis).&amp;#160; Many more pictures to come. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752231489600569226-4754272184077192416?l=mtdaileys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/feeds/4754272184077192416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/06/you-may-be-right-i-may-be-crazy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/4754272184077192416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/4754272184077192416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/06/you-may-be-right-i-may-be-crazy.html' title='You may be right; I may be crazy'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482024836687697379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/SVuRVEYTIJI/AAAAAAAAAXw/JFKvxy7lQvM/S220/Merry-go-round.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-Z4YCXRqcIVw/TgvMyTXoXxI/AAAAAAAAB3k/kE8DAPpr8WY/s72-c/Maggie_Rusty_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752231489600569226.post-4357288998148089850</id><published>2011-06-23T20:19:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T08:19:12.515-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maggie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Church'/><title type='text'>God is Wild About You! VBS 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Maggie spent her mornings this past week at Bible School. As her daycare is at church we didn't have to concern ourselves with transportation as Miss Carol took all the kids in preschool who were signed up to and from VBS. Every day Maggie had stories to tell us about what she learned. She told me today that her favorite story was the one about Jonah and she could listen to it over and over. Her favorite part of the story was when Jonah was swallowed by the big fish. She was disappointed to discover that story was not on the CD we got. You can see her &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QThw9ZiYtZw"&gt;dancing and singing here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;She enjoyed all the music and seemed to learn a lot. And she is teaching ME what it truly means to have faith like a child.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-dfqpENFf0NQ/TgP0IkfAzcI/AAAAAAAAB28/UEWdXuA9Qg4/s1600-h/062311163429%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; DISPLAY: inline; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" title="062311163429" border="0" alt="062311163429" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-RXrofLDJtDY/TgP0JI4Q-fI/AAAAAAAAB3A/Nx5ftT_bPKA/062311163429_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="200" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-nkXa9BMZWDA/TgP0KC_EABI/AAAAAAAAB3E/P03sWRv5x14/s1600-h/062311163510%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; DISPLAY: inline; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" title="062311163510" border="0" alt="062311163510" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-zUh9j88S4ZQ/TgP0LNyyLFI/AAAAAAAAB3I/cWLJqJ9mvM0/062311163510_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="170" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is my favorite picture of Maggie dancing at VBS today. She just looks so joyful!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-SGmF3W6c7Os/TgP0Lwe5G1I/AAAAAAAAB3M/r3Zv7RNcazI/s1600-h/062311165628%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; DISPLAY: inline; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" title="062311165628" border="0" alt="062311165628" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-ceKsyLfyXbI/TgP0Mgde0QI/AAAAAAAAB3Q/-O6XXm5FA_U/062311165628_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="186" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752231489600569226-4357288998148089850?l=mtdaileys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/feeds/4357288998148089850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/06/god-is-wild-about-you-vbs-2011_23.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/4357288998148089850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/4357288998148089850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/06/god-is-wild-about-you-vbs-2011_23.html' title='God is Wild About You! VBS 2011'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482024836687697379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/SVuRVEYTIJI/AAAAAAAAAXw/JFKvxy7lQvM/S220/Merry-go-round.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-RXrofLDJtDY/TgP0JI4Q-fI/AAAAAAAAB3A/Nx5ftT_bPKA/s72-c/062311163429_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752231489600569226.post-2847237061484378199</id><published>2011-06-15T20:14:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T20:14:23.424-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jessie'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Baby Cakes!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-Pd7d1YEcQyM/Tflml0T36WI/AAAAAAAAB1o/lYiR_CMzmzo/s1600-h/20110605Baptismandbirthday0443.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: 0px" title="2011-06-05 Baptism and birthday 044" border="0" alt="2011-06-05 Baptism and birthday 044" align="left" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-XhJGynfoKrU/Tflmmo4aBcI/AAAAAAAAB1s/42HzYQC_6xg/20110605Baptismandbirthday044_thumb1.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="164" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We celebrated Jessie’s birthday after the baptism by having some friends from church over for hot dogs and hamburgers and, of course, cake!&amp;#160; It was a beautiful afternoon (maybe a little hot, even).&amp;#160; The kids played outside enjoying the sun with bubbles, the hula hoop and a ball toss game that Grandma Alana brought.&amp;#160; After enjoying lunch it was time for cake.&amp;#160; We were hoping Jessie would dig into her pink bear cake, but she was a little more dainty than her big sister was, just poking at the frosting and then sharing with me.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-sQu0PK5HQK4/Tflmnr7IxzI/AAAAAAAAB1w/gyQ75gHgZwU/s1600-h/20110605Baptismandbirthday0512.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="2011-06-05 Baptism and birthday 051" border="0" alt="2011-06-05 Baptism and birthday 051" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-sRfnl1hKw80/TflmoeALdRI/AAAAAAAAB10/TR-Z71aHl_k/20110605Baptismandbirthday051_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="186" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-xpEyCiyuWWY/Tflmo_-iJ6I/AAAAAAAAB14/PI9_WtRXAXE/s1600-h/20110605Baptismandbirthday0525.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="2011-06-05 Baptism and birthday 052" border="0" alt="2011-06-05 Baptism and birthday 052" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-9Gg4tTmcjpg/Tflmpsxc9NI/AAAAAAAAB18/CJxY500j5PY/20110605Baptismandbirthday052_thumb1.jpg?imgmax=800" width="165" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;She got lots of nice presents and had help opening them from Maggie &amp;amp; Caleb.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-GSOSFNQaJA8/Tflmqoji59I/AAAAAAAAB2A/Kg6XDFzxyQQ/s1600-h/20110605Baptismandbirthday0632.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="2011-06-05 Baptism and birthday 063" border="0" alt="2011-06-05 Baptism and birthday 063" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-_o7276QznGw/Tflm6y89gmI/AAAAAAAAB2E/obUlIw4RbAk/20110605Baptismandbirthday063_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="164" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160; &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-L07knDnmsos/Tflm73J8KVI/AAAAAAAAB2I/vJZCBe7DvIo/s1600-h/20110605Baptismandbirthday0642.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="2011-06-05 Baptism and birthday 064" border="0" alt="2011-06-05 Baptism and birthday 064" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-gWzJxlpRrx0/Tflm8l4pKdI/AAAAAAAAB2M/moqoP8WjSkM/20110605Baptismandbirthday064_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="164" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 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&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;We are so blessed to have this great group of friends from church and some family to be with us as we celebrated this milestone in Jessie’s life.&amp;#160; Thank you all for coming!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752231489600569226-2847237061484378199?l=mtdaileys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/feeds/2847237061484378199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/06/happy-birthday-baby-cakes.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/2847237061484378199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/2847237061484378199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/06/happy-birthday-baby-cakes.html' title='Happy Birthday Baby Cakes!'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482024836687697379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/SVuRVEYTIJI/AAAAAAAAAXw/JFKvxy7lQvM/S220/Merry-go-round.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/-XhJGynfoKrU/Tflmmo4aBcI/AAAAAAAAB1s/42HzYQC_6xg/s72-c/20110605Baptismandbirthday044_thumb1.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752231489600569226.post-6195036990271326749</id><published>2011-06-13T13:51:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T13:51:18.782-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The roads of my childhood</title><content type='html'>Going back to South Dakota is always an interesting trip. There are still so many remote spots and the sights of old abandoned farm houses, green or plowed fields takes me back to my childhood days riding in the backseat to grandma's. On this trip, we hit almost all the old familar roads as we spent a night in Wilmot. A night in Wilmot means going to the playground -- which is no longer the playground of my childhood as that was moved to make way for the new auditorium, which isn't new anymore. Familiar store have changed hands and no longer bear the signs I remember. I struggle to remember what was there before. Some houses look the same and I try remember who lived there 20+ years ago. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; Today we drive the old familiar route to visit grandma, though we won't visit the house I remember. We drive through the same towns: Henry, Clark, Doland but will end in Redfield, not Hitchcock. I watch the familiar farmland go by. Families are probably on the same farms though the head of the table is someone of the next generation.  It amazes me these little towns continue to survive. Rival high schools still join forces to compete against other joined schools in some sports. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; Partly cloudy blue skies, big sky like Montana. I had forgotten how many trees there are in Minnesota and I like being able to see all of the sky again. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; The ride is familiar and comforting. But I don't know there will be many more rides upon this road. Grandma does not have much time left and I know this ride will not become familiar to my girls. Not in the way it is for me. We'll not drive to their grandmas' several times a year. And I wonder what travel will look like for them with their own children.&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.7.1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752231489600569226-6195036990271326749?l=mtdaileys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/feeds/6195036990271326749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/06/roads-of-my-childhood.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/6195036990271326749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/6195036990271326749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/06/roads-of-my-childhood.html' title='The roads of my childhood'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482024836687697379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/SVuRVEYTIJI/AAAAAAAAAXw/JFKvxy7lQvM/S220/Merry-go-round.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752231489600569226.post-6423256201344237677</id><published>2011-06-10T11:39:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T11:39:42.333-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcomed into the family of God</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-paCmSsTzP9Q/TfJWzLdPCpI/AAAAAAAAB04/u1Aa46soMn8/s1600-h/20110605Baptismandbirthday0143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: 0px" title="2011-06-05 Baptism and birthday 014" border="0" alt="2011-06-05 Baptism and birthday 014" align="left" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-sNzf_2bf9Xs/TfJWzjMzyhI/AAAAAAAAB08/ocJ-OUSAjDo/20110605Baptismandbirthday014_thumb1.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="164" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On Sunday June 5, we had Jessie baptized at our church.&amp;#160; As with any baby baptism, you can never be quite sure how well it will go, but Jessie did wonderfully.&amp;#160; Grandma Alana, Grandma Bonnie &amp;amp; Grandpa Mike came out for it.&amp;#160; We also had a little birthday party for her with our church group after service (but I’ll post about that later because there are too many pictures for one post).&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-8fxBLt7CF0k/TfJWzwemwtI/AAAAAAAAB1A/VXXYNrF1ONI/s1600-h/20110605Baptismandbirthday0233.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: 0px" title="2011-06-05 Baptism and birthday 023" border="0" alt="2011-06-05 Baptism and birthday 023" align="right" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-oIbzDhcUhcg/TfJW0ek8SUI/AAAAAAAAB1E/DsqsRtbL5gk/20110605Baptismandbirthday023_thumb1.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="164" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It was a beautiful service,&amp;#160; as it always is and it’s so wonderful to be in a place that it is obvious the pastor loves kids.&amp;#160; Jessie tested out the water earlier, but was none too impressed with Pastor Tim putting it on her head.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-DAPpyM66qGI/TfJW0os-OXI/AAAAAAAAB1I/PaQaTVRFMOQ/s1600-h/20110605Baptismandbirthday0343.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="2011-06-05 Baptism and birthday 034" border="0" alt="2011-06-05 Baptism and birthday 034" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/--O0haETFxjI/TfJW0zDdSxI/AAAAAAAAB1M/4Vi-GCan37k/20110605Baptismandbirthday034_thumb1.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="164" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;She didn’t take her usual church time nap, and instead played with a box of tissue through the sermon, and a few times became the “Amen corner” while Pastor Tim talked.&amp;#160; Always the professional, he incorporated his love of children into the sermon and talked about how even though Jessie didn’t know it, she is a part of something bigger as a part of the family of God.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-O3iuOBWwYwE/TfJW1aQ2cnI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/XamYp09mF4o/s1600-h/20110605Baptismandbirthday0162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="2011-06-05 Baptism and birthday 016" border="0" alt="2011-06-05 Baptism and birthday 016" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-Nl7NvKwbIdM/TfJW163_IzI/AAAAAAAAB1U/62WUENxXat0/20110605Baptismandbirthday016_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="164" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-szVt5QRXk60/TfJW2GUIMRI/AAAAAAAAB1Y/ETb79BKF_fI/s1600-h/20110605Baptismandbirthday0062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="2011-06-05 Baptism and birthday 006" border="0" alt="2011-06-05 Baptism and birthday 006" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-hluDqMFvKM8/TfJW2pX9pII/AAAAAAAAB1c/Uu1889aXnZY/20110605Baptismandbirthday006_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="164" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-n-VcoCqrQFg/TfJW2xtlgHI/AAAAAAAAB1g/96mJLCswmok/s1600-h/20110605Baptismandbirthday0402.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px" title="2011-06-05 Baptism and birthday 040" border="0" alt="2011-06-05 Baptism and birthday 040" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-hP8MlhaOan4/TfJW3dWKUFI/AAAAAAAAB1k/xe3A8o7TK2Q/20110605Baptismandbirthday040_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752231489600569226-6423256201344237677?l=mtdaileys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/feeds/6423256201344237677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/06/welcomed-into-family-of-god.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/6423256201344237677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/6423256201344237677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/06/welcomed-into-family-of-god.html' title='Welcomed into the family of God'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482024836687697379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/SVuRVEYTIJI/AAAAAAAAAXw/JFKvxy7lQvM/S220/Merry-go-round.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-sNzf_2bf9Xs/TfJWzjMzyhI/AAAAAAAAB08/ocJ-OUSAjDo/s72-c/20110605Baptismandbirthday014_thumb1.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752231489600569226.post-2792025599818332345</id><published>2011-06-10T05:46:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T05:46:08.540-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Nursing my babies</title><content type='html'>As we're a week past Jessie's first birthday (&amp; I'm the only one up with nothing else to do) this seems like a good time to write about my nursing relationship with both of my girls. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; Growing up I didn't know many people who breastfed. I can think of exactly 3. I can remember it being discussed once. I never though it would be something I would do. Even when dreaming about my babies and family, nursing never crossed my mind.  Then I got pregnant. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; There's a lot of information out there about nursing and there's a lot of stuff on the internet about what's best and then there's a lot of crap too. I was a bottle fed baby and both my sister and I are very healthy people, so I don't really "buy" that breastmilk is what keeps my kids healthy (good genes yo!) I put that in as a nod to the formula fed babies. I truly believe we live is a wonderful time where parents have the luxury of choosing how and what to feed their babies.  Now on to my story. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; It was really Rocky who "decided"/ urged me to breastfeed. He had watched one of his sisters nurse her babies and probably did his own research too. Maggie was born the day we were to have gone to our breastfeeding class so we struggled in the hosptial. Then she turned out jaundiced and spent another night in the hosptial where I learned how to pump. The Pediatrician wanted to know exatly how much she ate and how much she peed out and in the hormonal mess I was in I didn't want to give her formula. From that point it took 3 long long weeks for Maggie to get how to nurse. We struggled through the vicious cycle that was try to nurse, feed her with a bottle, pump and start all over. I had people tell me it was okay to give her formula -- things I had told other struggling friends -- but I was determined to make this work. Which was really odd because it was never something I was that strong on to begin with. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; Maggie did get it down and I nursed her for 13 months when her gymnastic moves got the better of me. She was probably 60% breastfed. I stopped pumping when she was about 6 or 7 months old. Because of our early experiences Maggie never met a bottle she didn't love (a different story!) and daycare provided formula so it was a decision that made perfect sense. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; Then there's Jessie. I worried a bit about nursing her because of the c section. I'd read all the horror stories about how it messes up you milk production. The only early issue we really had was my boobs not really knowing what to do right away. A nipple shield fixed that and Jessie got nursing down very quickly and was even off the shield by the end of her first month.  Here we are 12 months and 4 teeth later and showing no signs of stopping (though plenty of signs of slowing down). &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; It's been fun to watch Maggie take it all in. She's pretended to nurse her babies. She's wanted to help me pump -- and I let her. She'll even tell people "Jessie likes the boob." &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; I've sometimes said I'm a lazy mom which is why I co sleep and nurse. I can do both without getting out of bed and therefore get my sleep! I've never had those euphoric moments some women talk about yet it does secretly make me happy that sometimes I'm the only one who can satisfy my baby.  Sometimes.  Sometimes it's a pain in the ass. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt;  I've been reading a lot about the mommy wars lately.  How to feed our children/babies is definitely one of the big ones. I don't write this to put my hat into the ring as someone interested in fighting that fight or even to be all let's all get along. I do think it's good however to talk about our choices and why we do what we do. Even if the answer is simply "'cause."  &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.7.0&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752231489600569226-2792025599818332345?l=mtdaileys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/feeds/2792025599818332345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/06/nursing-my-babies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/2792025599818332345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/2792025599818332345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/06/nursing-my-babies.html' title='Nursing my babies'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482024836687697379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/SVuRVEYTIJI/AAAAAAAAAXw/JFKvxy7lQvM/S220/Merry-go-round.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752231489600569226.post-5544780519561791693</id><published>2011-06-02T21:21:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T21:21:01.866-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jessie'/><title type='text'>Day 365</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-yDgYrXB96b8/TehTG4AvQCI/AAAAAAAAB00/4sGh7XaON0w/2011-06-02_15-52-58_132.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-yDgYrXB96b8/TehTG4AvQCI/AAAAAAAAB00/4sGh7XaON0w/s400/2011-06-02_15-52-58_132.jpg' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;My how time flies when you are having fun. Jessie is one year old. She had her one year check up today and is healthy as ever. She is right around the 50th percential for weight, length and head size. She is 19 lbs 13 oz and 28 inches long. I think her head circumference is 18 inches. She showed off her walking skills, but wouldn't howl or talk for Dr Sorenson. She got 3 shots and was pisses for about 2 minutes.  Daddy and Maggie were in the cafeteria when we got done. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; Jessie has her 2 top teeth coming in and a little more hair but not too much yet! It's hard to not compare her to where Maggie was at a year. As much as they look a like there are so many differences and similarities in their personalities. They are both so independent. Jessie wants no help walking.  Even if she's struggling a little she will wave off your hand.  &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; Her first real word was "touch;" will point at something and say "Touch!" She has also said "sister" and "baby." Momma and dadda have made the rotation, but momma typically only comes out when she's upset. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; She is my little sweet potato and we are so blessed to have her in our family. &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.7.0&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752231489600569226-5544780519561791693?l=mtdaileys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/feeds/5544780519561791693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-365.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/5544780519561791693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/5544780519561791693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-365.html' title='Day 365'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482024836687697379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/SVuRVEYTIJI/AAAAAAAAAXw/JFKvxy7lQvM/S220/Merry-go-round.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-yDgYrXB96b8/TehTG4AvQCI/AAAAAAAAB00/4sGh7XaON0w/s72-c/2011-06-02_15-52-58_132.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752231489600569226.post-6261157925891848460</id><published>2011-05-30T18:44:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T18:44:16.703-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>Taco Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href='http://lh6.ggpht.com/-npfe7P7s-V0/TeQ53YFMdSI/AAAAAAAAB0w/fyLhJXVjOwc/2011-05-30_17-58-05_180.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh6.ggpht.com/-npfe7P7s-V0/TeQ53YFMdSI/AAAAAAAAB0w/fyLhJXVjOwc/s400/2011-05-30_17-58-05_180.jpg' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Tonight was taco night. As usual, I made cole slaw to go with. Growing up I never liked cole slaw. A few years ago I found a recipe for steak fajatas with homemade cole slaw. Somewhat sceptical, I tried it and liked it. The dressing was lighter and not as thick as I was used to. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; I started making it with all Mexican dishes, though I do, as usual, substitute with whatever I have. Tonight really liked it and just had to write it down: &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; 1 package of chopped cabbage &lt;br/&gt; 1 julianned bell pepper (red is my preference, but tonight I had yellow) &lt;br/&gt; 1 stalk of celery, chopped &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; Dressing: &lt;br/&gt; 2 tsp mayo &lt;br/&gt; 2 tsp cider vinegar &lt;br/&gt; 1/2 tsp celery salt &lt;br/&gt; 1/2 tsp sugar &lt;br/&gt; Dash red pepper flakes &lt;br/&gt; 1/2 tsp dried cilantro (fresh WOULD be better, but tried is so much easier) &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; Wisk dressing and pour over veggies. Toss together and let sit at least 30 minutes. Serve over your favorite Mexican dish. It's really good with chicken dishes. &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.9&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752231489600569226-6261157925891848460?l=mtdaileys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/feeds/6261157925891848460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/05/taco-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/6261157925891848460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/6261157925891848460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/05/taco-night.html' title='Taco Night'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482024836687697379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/SVuRVEYTIJI/AAAAAAAAAXw/JFKvxy7lQvM/S220/Merry-go-round.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/-npfe7P7s-V0/TeQ53YFMdSI/AAAAAAAAB0w/fyLhJXVjOwc/s72-c/2011-05-30_17-58-05_180.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752231489600569226.post-7072180146829629462</id><published>2011-05-29T21:14:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T21:35:02.963-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>Home Made Bread</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Is there anything else that says “home” like the smell of bread baking? The smell is so comforting, so mouth-watering, that even if you didn’t grow up with home made bread, I can’t imagine the smell conjuring up any other thought for someone.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;When Rocky &amp;amp; I were first married, he wanted me to learn 2 things from his mother: how to make her fried chicken and bread. When Maggie was born, she showed me how to do both. Now the chicken was easy. The bread, well, for something with so few ingredients, it takes a LOT of practice!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Our Memorial Day weekend plans changed with all the rain and flooding. We had originally planned to go to Luccock and help the park get ready for summer. Then the rain rain rain came down down down and I 90 got flooded. It was closed for a while and when it opened back up, we debated going, until we heard it was snowing! The idea of spending a weekend at camp in the snow with a 1 year old did not appeal to us. So we stayed home. When I got up yesterday, I thought home made bread sounded really good. I checked to be sure I had everything [which I did, but I didn't have ENOUGH flour, whoops]:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;A big spoonful of salt (and you must have the right sized spoon – Bonnie actually gave me the proper one – it’s a large serving spoon)&lt;br /&gt;2/3 cup sugar&lt;br /&gt;A big spoonful of lard&lt;br /&gt;8 cups lukewarm water (I heat in the microwave and check the temp to be sure between 110 and 120)&lt;br /&gt;3 packages rapid rise yeast&lt;br /&gt;Lots of flour – it’s probably around 5 lbs total. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-WELbJQrw1ZY/TeMLhy0PBXI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/XTR1lVd4oFc/s1600-h/2011-05-28%2525202011-05-28%252520001%252520003%25255B3%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; DISPLAY: inline; MARGIN-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" title="2011-05-28 2011-05-28 001 003" border="0" alt="2011-05-28 2011-05-28 001 003" align="left" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-NRVkzkmPREc/TeMLi5djZsI/AAAAAAAAB0U/nf97H5qTT5w/2011-05-28%2525202011-05-28%252520001%252520003_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mix salt, sugar and lard in a large bowl – I have an old metal bowl that a pizza place in Watertown SD used to make pizza dough. Add water and stir to dissolve salt and sugar. Add yeast, stir gently and let sit for 10 minutes to allow yeast to proof.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Add about 3 cups of flour and stir until the dough starts to look like dough. Let sit for 30 minutes. Add more flour and stir until you can&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-K_sJrCjbOjI/TeMLjZDq2iI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/07SuM9f7FIM/s1600-h/2011-05-28%2525202011-05-28%252520001%252520006%25255B4%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; DISPLAY: inline; MARGIN-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" title="2011-05-28 2011-05-28 001 006" border="0" alt="2011-05-28 2011-05-28 001 006" align="right" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-oYrxSS9IzSE/TeMLkJfzGAI/AAAAAAAAB0c/P0exo6MGNaU/2011-05-28%2525202011-05-28%252520001%252520006_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="184" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; no longer stir with your spoon. [Yesterday, I didn’t have enough flour to get to this part and had to run to Wal-mart to get more flour.] Continue adding flour and knead in until the dough is no longer sticky [this is the part I always, always get impatient in and I always always think I’ve added enough flour, but I never have]. Let the dough rise until double in size. At this point, Bonnie would tell you to check it, pay attention, etc. We went to the zoo and lunch and Sam's Club while the dough rose. It got big, but still is very taste (as Maggie would say).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Form dough into buns or loaves, or whatever you want, and let rise another 30 minutes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-EMdRSQfhD1Y/TeMLlAPmVzI/AAAAAAAAB0g/2QgPzeZYe4Y/s1600-h/2011-05-28%2525202011-05-28%252520001%252520010%25255B4%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; DISPLAY: inline; MARGIN-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" title="2011-05-28 2011-05-28 001 010" border="0" alt="2011-05-28 2011-05-28 001 010" align="left" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-s1HBb3UCURo/TeMLlZWzmfI/AAAAAAAAB0k/ee62Pzp82XI/2011-05-28%2525202011-05-28%252520001%252520010_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="184" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bake for 25 or so minutes at 350.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Let the bread cool and enjoy. I prefer my bread with real butter and peanut butter and/or jelly and coffee! The bread freezes very well, which is good, because this recipe makes A LOT of bread. I think I have 3 dozen buns in the freezer right now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This was the first time I’ve made bread since Jessie was born. I’ve been meaning to for quite some time, but it’s one of those things that you do have to plan a little bit for (and I wish I had planned a little more for so I wouldn’t have had to make that run to Wal-Mart)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-F-_nkr4Qw4k/TeMLmDdokRI/AAAAAAAAB0o/MXRaJGGLu5Y/s1600-h/2011-05-29%2525202011-05-29%252520001%252520001%25255B3%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; DISPLAY: block; FLOAT: none; MARGIN-LEFT: auto; BORDER-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-RIGHT: auto; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" title="2011-05-29 2011-05-29 001 001" border="0" alt="2011-05-29 2011-05-29 001 001" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-LTk6VPZp4eE/TeMLnErFvGI/AAAAAAAAB0s/NQZ2gMR4ylA/2011-05-29%2525202011-05-29%252520001%252520001_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752231489600569226-7072180146829629462?l=mtdaileys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/feeds/7072180146829629462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/05/home-made-bread.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/7072180146829629462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/7072180146829629462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/05/home-made-bread.html' title='Home Made Bread'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482024836687697379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/SVuRVEYTIJI/AAAAAAAAAXw/JFKvxy7lQvM/S220/Merry-go-round.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/-NRVkzkmPREc/TeMLi5djZsI/AAAAAAAAB0U/nf97H5qTT5w/s72-c/2011-05-28%2525202011-05-28%252520001%252520003_thumb%25255B1%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752231489600569226.post-8074683085603230891</id><published>2011-05-28T21:33:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T21:33:45.424-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bath Time Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt; What better way to end a day of fun than bath time with your sister?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-oYG1qJGOW1Y/TeG-h-EzbjI/AAAAAAAABzw/RdKHSZFFiT8/s1600-h/2011-05-28%2525202011-05-28%252520001%252520026%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="2011-05-28 2011-05-28 001 026" border="0" alt="2011-05-28 2011-05-28 001 026" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-WiFaMcYBAD8/TeG-ipsRxII/AAAAAAAABz0/xiRswIKVIwI/2011-05-28%2525202011-05-28%252520001%252520026_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-Y2jmloCV9QU/TeG-jAwHHVI/AAAAAAAABz4/LzZZQNo7Ozc/s1600-h/2011-05-28%2525202011-05-28%252520001%252520021%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="2011-05-28 2011-05-28 001 021" border="0" alt="2011-05-28 2011-05-28 001 021" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-xzP0GwkUV70/TeG-jxacntI/AAAAAAAABz8/kbqNUitwosQ/2011-05-28%2525202011-05-28%252520001%252520021_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-HiXMQwNqbkg/TeG-kZSpBbI/AAAAAAAAB0A/kpltdbtVoR4/s1600-h/2011-05-28%2525202011-05-28%252520001%252520016%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="2011-05-28 2011-05-28 001 016" border="0" alt="2011-05-28 2011-05-28 001 016" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-mTV_IvZNJag/TeG-k5NrPSI/AAAAAAAAB0E/80lHPZm8pTw/2011-05-28%2525202011-05-28%252520001%252520016_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-DZ7vmRqUVA4/TeG-lV5hdbI/AAAAAAAAB0I/vBMkyZ3QOXY/s1600-h/2011-05-28%2525202011-05-28%252520001%252520017%25255B2%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="2011-05-28 2011-05-28 001 017" border="0" alt="2011-05-28 2011-05-28 001 017" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-DBvjnBHlbrM/TeG-mNuEguI/AAAAAAAAB0M/4ViAkRRAT2w/2011-05-28%2525202011-05-28%252520001%252520017_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752231489600569226-8074683085603230891?l=mtdaileys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/feeds/8074683085603230891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/05/bath-time-fun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/8074683085603230891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/8074683085603230891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/05/bath-time-fun.html' title='Bath Time Fun'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482024836687697379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/SVuRVEYTIJI/AAAAAAAAAXw/JFKvxy7lQvM/S220/Merry-go-round.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-WiFaMcYBAD8/TeG-ipsRxII/AAAAAAAABz0/xiRswIKVIwI/s72-c/2011-05-28%2525202011-05-28%252520001%252520026_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752231489600569226.post-7644094787157170562</id><published>2011-05-22T20:02:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T20:02:52.293-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pre-K Graduation</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;And Maggie is one step closer to Kindergarten. Pre-K graduation was Friday May 20th. She’ll continue to go to Little Seeds through the summer, but come fall, it’s Kindergarten!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/TdnAO7PxYFI/AAAAAAAABzQ/Fqd4EubKfDM/s1600-h/grad2011a%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="grad2011a" border="0" alt="grad2011a" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/TdnAPfVIwWI/AAAAAAAABzU/sfRil1-hu58/grad2011a_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/TdnAQFAo2mI/AAAAAAAABzY/fGGnBd5Zzf0/s1600-h/grad2011b%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="grad2011b" border="0" alt="grad2011b" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/TdnAQkBHHVI/AAAAAAAABzc/z9gj3eV25i8/grad2011b_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="164" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/TdnARUoRoqI/AAAAAAAABzg/eIploEKP0ms/s1600-h/grad2011c%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="grad2011c" border="0" alt="grad2011c" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/TdnARxpOTxI/AAAAAAAABzk/8XWL6X1iANU/grad2011c_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="164" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/TdnASQcwf7I/AAAAAAAABzo/2Qb-sWrO22M/s1600-h/grad_girls%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="grad_girls" border="0" alt="grad_girls" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/TdnAS7v7FDI/AAAAAAAABzs/87k5D7htx5Q/grad_girls_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="164" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752231489600569226-7644094787157170562?l=mtdaileys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/feeds/7644094787157170562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/05/pre-k-graduation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/7644094787157170562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/7644094787157170562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/05/pre-k-graduation.html' title='Pre-K Graduation'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482024836687697379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/SVuRVEYTIJI/AAAAAAAAAXw/JFKvxy7lQvM/S220/Merry-go-round.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/TdnAPfVIwWI/AAAAAAAABzU/sfRil1-hu58/s72-c/grad2011a_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752231489600569226.post-6143819848641173108</id><published>2011-05-13T19:42:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T19:42:15.477-06:00</updated><title type='text'>When I am 6</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width='425' height='355'&gt;&lt;param name='movie' value='http://www.youtube.com/v/eO_ODrpKJYo&amp;rel=1'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='wmode' value='transparent'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src='http://www.youtube.com/v/eO_ODrpKJYo&amp;rel=1' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' wmode='transparent' width='425' height='355'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Maggie has been talking a lot lately about what she will do when she is 6. Like sleeping in her own bed. This evening we went on a family walk to Lake Elmo and she told me that when she is 6 she will cross the monkey bars all by herself. Then, she proceeded to climb up and dis it!! She is growing up much too fast! &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.9&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752231489600569226-6143819848641173108?l=mtdaileys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/feeds/6143819848641173108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/05/when-i-am-6.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/6143819848641173108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/6143819848641173108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/05/when-i-am-6.html' title='When I am 6'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482024836687697379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/SVuRVEYTIJI/AAAAAAAAAXw/JFKvxy7lQvM/S220/Merry-go-round.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752231489600569226.post-498701597449543307</id><published>2011-05-10T14:13:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T14:13:07.134-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jessie'/><title type='text'>Day 342</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Jessie is now 11 months old! It’s amazing how difficult is has gotten to do these little updates.&amp;#160; She has changed so much in the past month!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;She recognizes the dogs and if you ask her “What does Wiconi say?” she will howl at you!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/TcmcSDWaRiI/AAAAAAAABy4/m9n4aM3nCOI/s1600-h/2011-05-02_07-07-50_94%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="2011-05-02_07-07-50_94" border="0" alt="2011-05-02_07-07-50_94" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/TcmcSiJ5d9I/AAAAAAAABy8/8WoKybCqQ5w/2011-05-02_07-07-50_94_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="139" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;She has been walking for about 4 weeks – about a week after she turned 10 months old, she just started walking.&amp;#160; Is it terrible that I can’t tell you the exact day?&amp;#160; I remember Rocky &amp;amp; I whispering to each other, but it was like she just decided to get up and walk.&amp;#160; Her little legs are still so short that she has that Frankenstein’s monster gait and daycare has told us that she has the little crab sideways walk as well.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/TcmcTKX7OpI/AAAAAAAABzA/rwHQ-TRKv1w/s1600-h/2011-05-07_12-33-55_422%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="2011-05-07_12-33-55_422" border="0" alt="2011-05-07_12-33-55_422" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/TcmcTpHnWwI/AAAAAAAABzE/wrRHh-Q2Wuw/2011-05-07_12-33-55_422_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="139" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/TcmcUFgOFdI/AAAAAAAABzI/UHtS4W9-Wgs/s1600-h/2011-05-07_12-36-17_445%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="2011-05-07_12-36-17_445" border="0" alt="2011-05-07_12-36-17_445" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/TcmcUne0T9I/AAAAAAAABzM/vu7VuYLLZeQ/2011-05-07_12-36-17_445_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="139" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;She and Maggie still get along fabulously!&amp;#160; They love to wrestle and Maggie does a good job, most of the time, keeping herself in check so she doesn’t accidentally hurt Jessie.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;No words yet from Jessie, but lots of “mumumumumum”s and “dadadadadada”s.&amp;#160; She has signed “Eat” and “More” a couple of times, but nothing consistent yet.&amp;#160; Maggie is helping us teach her a few signs.&amp;#160; Maggie LOVES to teach Jessie words and is almost constantly telling Jessie was something is and asking her if she can say something.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;We are having Jessie baptized June 5 and will have a little party at our house after with cake and hopefully (if the grill is working) hot dogs &amp;amp; hamburgers, though we haven’t quite decided how big this shindig will be.&amp;#160; It just doesn’t seem possible that she is almost a full year old.&amp;#160;&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752231489600569226-498701597449543307?l=mtdaileys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/feeds/498701597449543307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/05/day-342.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/498701597449543307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/498701597449543307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/05/day-342.html' title='Day 342'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482024836687697379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/SVuRVEYTIJI/AAAAAAAAAXw/JFKvxy7lQvM/S220/Merry-go-round.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/TcmcSiJ5d9I/AAAAAAAABy8/8WoKybCqQ5w/s72-c/2011-05-02_07-07-50_94_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752231489600569226.post-171213475697022108</id><published>2011-05-08T16:30:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T11:14:57.752-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dogs'/><title type='text'>Rest in peace, Otis</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/TccZOXSijrI/AAAAAAAABx4/H9gFcRjxElI/s1600-h/snow03%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; border-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="snow03" border="0" alt="snow03" align="left" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/TccZPfKcyBI/AAAAAAAABx8/azZmCRu2CQs/snow03_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We unexpectedly said goodbye to Otis this past weekend.&amp;#160; On Friday evening, he suddenly lost the use of his legs.&amp;#160; Rocky carried him outside.&amp;#160; He wagged his tail and looked up at me happily when I gave him some leftover ham.&amp;#160; Rocky spent time time petting him Friday evening, but when we woke up Saturday morning, he was gone.&amp;#160; Rocky buried him in the garden and Saturday afternoon, Maggie &amp;amp; I planted the garden over him (though Maggie doesn’t know he’s buried there).&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Otis came to live with us soon after we got married and were living in &lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/TccZQDR2gnI/AAAAAAAAByA/Qk_Da8PutD0/s1600-h/Otis02%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; border-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="Otis02" border="0" alt="Otis02" align="right" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/TccZRP04pWI/AAAAAAAAByE/S0pbp62MUmI/Otis02_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="164" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Virginia. We felt Nala needed a companion and found Otis from a Humane Society who was showing dogs available for adoption outside a Pet Smart.&amp;#160; He was barking, but stopped when we got close.&amp;#160; We decided to foster him for a week to be sure he would get a long with Nala.&amp;#160; His first free time in the backyard led to the &lt;a href="http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2009/11/great-escapes.html"&gt;first of many escapes&lt;/a&gt; from the our backyards.&amp;#160; We didn’t think we should keep him as he was such an escape artist and we didn’t want to have a dog on a chain.&amp;#160; After returning him, the Humane Society (knowing a sucker when they see one) called me and, well, Otis came back home with us.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Otis &amp;amp; Nala got along quite well and loved to play together.&amp;#160; Probably &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/TccZSC3ISvI/AAAAAAAAByI/A7MDQv3WGds/s1600-h/Otis03%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; border-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="Otis03" border="0" alt="Otis03" align="left" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/TccZS-VsOaI/AAAAAAAAByM/zpjyceUL4YE/Otis03_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="164" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; because Otis was such a young dog, he was probably around 2 when he came to live with us.&amp;#160; He loved to play and go on walks, but he was never what you would call a “pack” dog.&amp;#160; He never “needed” to be with the rest of the family.&amp;#160; And quite honestly, there were a few times we seriously considered getting rid of him.&amp;#160; He wasn’t quite sure of what to make of Maggie when we first brought her home, and expressed his dislike of her when she started crawling by snapping at her.&amp;#160; We sent him to doggie boot camp when we went on a 2 week vacation and he did better around her after that.&amp;#160; Once she got out of toddlerhood, he really seemed to enjoy her company.&amp;#160; He never really seemed to like Jessie, but tolerated her once she started walking and would let her grab her ear without too much fuss.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Otis adjusted to life well in Montana and adjusted well after Nala &lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/TccZT_QrOfI/AAAAAAAAByQ/NKOP8RjSACM/s1600-h/Otis06%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; border-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="Otis06" border="0" alt="Otis06" align="right" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/TccZUlZYR7I/AAAAAAAAByU/dfRvJw28jP8/Otis06_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;passed away.&amp;#160; He did well as an only dog and did good with whatever we threw at him, even Wiconi.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;He really was a good dog in ways I never expected.&amp;#160; Maggie is comforted by thinking about Otis playing with Nala in heaven.&amp;#160; I hope and pray that he is.&amp;#160; Perhaps he is enjoying some sun and the cool breeze that he enjoyed so much since moving to Montana.&amp;#160; Otis, you may not have been the most handsome dog, but you were ours.&amp;#160; I am going to miss seeing you sleeping on my side of the bed each morning, the way you would come running if you thought there was the slightest chance of a treat or even a plate to lick, your special little Elvis lip.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/TccZVzXzPII/AAAAAAAAByY/C5wHRasDDv8/s1600-h/Otis01%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="Otis01" border="0" alt="Otis01" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/TccZWRupqfI/AAAAAAAAByc/9ZEWbnk4G6c/Otis01_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="164" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/TccZXMgYpaI/AAAAAAAAByg/gUpahDqmwXM/s1600-h/Otis04%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="Otis04" border="0" alt="Otis04" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/TccZYDT-BLI/AAAAAAAAByk/SWF0N0O9xPE/Otis04_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="183" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/TccZYpfUm6I/AAAAAAAAByo/xAfsK5C8TmA/s1600-h/Otis05%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="Otis05" border="0" alt="Otis05" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/TccZZSDTtqI/AAAAAAAABys/G8SV6DDNrhM/Otis05_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="164" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160; &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/TccZaYlYY6I/AAAAAAAAByw/3IuZgsQVDRk/s1600-h/Otis07%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="Otis07" border="0" alt="Otis07" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/TccZbXlmvyI/AAAAAAAABy0/Uq6Sw19hqk8/Otis07_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752231489600569226-171213475697022108?l=mtdaileys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/feeds/171213475697022108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/05/rest-in-peace-otis.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/171213475697022108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/171213475697022108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/05/rest-in-peace-otis.html' title='Rest in peace, Otis'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482024836687697379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/SVuRVEYTIJI/AAAAAAAAAXw/JFKvxy7lQvM/S220/Merry-go-round.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/TccZPfKcyBI/AAAAAAAABx8/azZmCRu2CQs/s72-c/snow03_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752231489600569226.post-3169061695658841297</id><published>2011-05-06T21:51:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T21:51:02.411-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maggie'/><title type='text'>"I'm just happy I  was brave"</title><content type='html'>Maggie got her Kindergarten shots on Tuesday. She has been so excited about this day for so long. I took Monday off and we registered for Kindergarten and had a Maggie &amp; Mom day. We had Japanese food and went to the bookstore. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; And Tuesday was THE day. Jessie was sick so she came along. Maggie entertained Jessie while we waited. She weighs 39.5 pounds and is 47 inches tall. She's right on the 25% curve. They tested her hearing and eyes. Dr Sorenson felt Maggie is very healthy but did have a concern about her lisp and recommended we have her evaluated by a speech therapist. I need to call and get an appointment set up as there aren't a lot of speech therapists in town and I'd like to get her in with one of the Billings Clinic therapists. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; Then came the shots. We had talked about them some and Maggie knew they might hurt. Miss Carol even told her it would be okay to cry. Nurse Cheryl brought in the 2 needles and the band aids. Maggie held my hand but really wanted to watch. She counted to 3 each time but didn't even get watery eyes.  So proud of her. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; She is such my big girl and it has been so wonderful to watch her grow these almost 6 years.&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752231489600569226-3169061695658841297?l=mtdaileys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/feeds/3169061695658841297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/05/just-happy-i-was-brave.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/3169061695658841297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/3169061695658841297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/05/just-happy-i-was-brave.html' title='&amp;quot;I&amp;#39;m just happy I  was brave&amp;quot;'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482024836687697379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/SVuRVEYTIJI/AAAAAAAAAXw/JFKvxy7lQvM/S220/Merry-go-round.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752231489600569226.post-2711555598697870387</id><published>2011-05-01T20:51:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T20:51:44.685-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pride</title><content type='html'>I started this blog as a way to keep family updated on Maggie and now Jessie. It's been a great way to track some of the grey things, funny things that Maggie does and says. I enjoy bragging on my girls. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; I haven't spent a lot of time bragging on the other member, the only male in the house. Rocky has been working on his Educational Doctorate since we moved to Montana.  Last month he took and passed his comprehensive examination. He wasn't at Holy Thursday services because he was in Bozeman at class, which he's had to do numerous times in the past year since MSU decided to discontinue the Billings cohort (his group will be the last).  He is now working on his dissertation.   &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; He set a goal for himself to have his doctorate before his 40th birthday. He is well on his way and should be done this time next year. Im so proud of him! &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752231489600569226-2711555598697870387?l=mtdaileys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/feeds/2711555598697870387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/05/pride.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/2711555598697870387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/2711555598697870387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/05/pride.html' title='Pride'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482024836687697379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/SVuRVEYTIJI/AAAAAAAAAXw/JFKvxy7lQvM/S220/Merry-go-round.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752231489600569226.post-3195070174638121730</id><published>2011-04-29T21:16:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T21:18:39.845-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><title type='text'>Fan girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-df0faf2f0bcbbe5a" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Ddf0faf2f0bcbbe5a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329931463%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2D34883C17528EBDC1EFABC0D9CF63D037FBF2B2.516008D44631BE2C625F56E00330A9D8F5DE2DA0%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ddf0faf2f0bcbbe5a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DE9pIqTWQnZ7GddEArTZnXU0_ZlQ&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Ddf0faf2f0bcbbe5a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329931463%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2D34883C17528EBDC1EFABC0D9CF63D037FBF2B2.516008D44631BE2C625F56E00330A9D8F5DE2DA0%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ddf0faf2f0bcbbe5a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DE9pIqTWQnZ7GddEArTZnXU0_ZlQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We are starting the BNL love early with Jessie. I love watching her dance.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752231489600569226-3195070174638121730?l=mtdaileys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/feeds/3195070174638121730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/04/fan-girl.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/3195070174638121730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/3195070174638121730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/04/fan-girl.html' title='Fan girl'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482024836687697379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/SVuRVEYTIJI/AAAAAAAAAXw/JFKvxy7lQvM/S220/Merry-go-round.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752231489600569226.post-694704328976338254</id><published>2011-04-23T15:55:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-23T16:25:02.971-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holiday'/><title type='text'>Easter 2011</title><content type='html'>Easter has rolled around again. And just as we celebrate the secular side of Christmas, we celebrate the secular side of Easter. We color eggs [though Maggie is always more excited about the idea of coloring eggs than actually coloring them -- so it's a good thing she only ever asks to color 6] and the Easter Bunny visits [though he usually only brings stuff that can be used to play outside like bubbles or sidewalk chalk and Maggie enjoys hiding her own eggs]. But even with the secular celebration, it warms me to see Maggie enjoy the Christian celebration as well. She enjoys Sunday School and even asked me the other night "Mom, I didn't tell you the Good News!" I like that she does not really confuse the 2 sides of our celebration and is learning to see the importance of both sides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easter is still a mystery to me and one that I don't fully understand. It's weird because while I believe the story to be true and I understand why Jesus died on the cross [and not just the "for our sins part, but the deeper meaning of sacrificial lamb], I am now struggling with the "How" of the story. How does His death and Resurrection save us? And perhaps that is the new modern struggle as sacrifice is something so different than in Biblical times. And perhaps that's not a question I'm do know the answer to at this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rocky's parents are in town for the holiday and we (minus Rocky) attended Holy Thursday services as Brian had asked me to assist with the scriptural reflections. Eucharist was served at a triclinium and all were invited to take our turns sitting at the table to be served. We were invited to think about how Jesus thought of all of us that night as he broke bread with his disciples. How we were with Jesus that night. Brian chose scriptures to illustrate how those who were there did not know what they were about to be a part of. They did not realize that everything had been put in place long before they were are part of it. Brian invited us:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;Luke 22:7-13&lt;br /&gt;Then came the day of Unleavened Bread on which the Passover Lamb has to be sacrificed. Jesus sent Peter and John saying, “Go and make preparations for us to eat the Passover.”&lt;br /&gt;“Where do you want us to prepare for it?” They asked.&lt;br /&gt;He Replied, “As you enter the city a man carrying a jar of water will meet you. Follow him to the house that he enters, and say to the owner of the house, “The Teacher asks; where is the guest room, where I may eat the Passover with my disciples?” He will show you a large upper room, all furnished. Make preparations there.”&lt;br /&gt;They left and found things just as Jesus had told them so they prepared the Passover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;And so it started. Preparations were already made, for something different than just the traditional Passover. A plan was already set in motion, the journey from the table to the cross had begun. We know the whole story, we can view each action with understanding of already knowing the conclusion. But each part of the story each, station had its own people, its own consequences, each part a piece of the whole. Put yourself into the story, see, feel and try to understand each of the characters of this week. You are invited to allow yourself to sit at the table to be a part of the story. The Disciples went through the events of tonight with out knowing about tomorrow, without knowing about Sunday. Yet even tonight there was a plan in place, a plan that that loomed in the distance, a &lt;strong&gt;plan that would change the world&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752231489600569226-694704328976338254?l=mtdaileys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/feeds/694704328976338254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/04/easter-2011.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/694704328976338254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/694704328976338254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/04/easter-2011.html' title='Easter 2011'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482024836687697379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/SVuRVEYTIJI/AAAAAAAAAXw/JFKvxy7lQvM/S220/Merry-go-round.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752231489600569226.post-3000081428989194220</id><published>2011-04-18T20:01:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T14:07:23.596-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maggie'/><title type='text'>Maggie Reading!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Toq8SigcKaU" frameborder="0" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Maggie reads "Pinocchio". I am so proud of her!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both; FONT-SIZE: xx-small"&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752231489600569226-3000081428989194220?l=mtdaileys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/feeds/3000081428989194220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/04/maggie-reading.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/3000081428989194220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/3000081428989194220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/04/maggie-reading.html' title='Maggie Reading!'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482024836687697379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/SVuRVEYTIJI/AAAAAAAAAXw/JFKvxy7lQvM/S220/Merry-go-round.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Toq8SigcKaU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752231489600569226.post-113271063121088254</id><published>2011-04-18T11:53:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T11:55:33.411-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='billings clinic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jessie'/><title type='text'>Jessie’s Continuing 15 Minutes of Fame</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;As the Clinic’s new “Ask a baby” campaign continues, so does Jessie’s fame! Her smiling face will greet drivers on I-90 as they enter Bozeman, MT from the west on a new billboard that is going up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/Tax6hL2N5zI/AAAAAAAABxw/tQkDN_tI-o8/s1600-h/JesseBillboard%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; DISPLAY: inline; MARGIN-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; MARGIN-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px" title="JesseBillboard" border="0" alt="JesseBillboard" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/Tax6hrrEzYI/AAAAAAAABx0/nmSaYSnp2cU/JesseBillboard_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="74" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;It has been fun to see &lt;a href="http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/03/star-is-born-9-months-ago.html"&gt;Jessie on TV&lt;/a&gt;. I am so proud of Maggie as well, who is just tickled to see her baby sister on TV and that Jessie is going to be on a billboard. I don’t think it even occurs to her to be jealous.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752231489600569226-113271063121088254?l=mtdaileys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/feeds/113271063121088254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/04/jessies-continuing-15-minutes-of-fame.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/113271063121088254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/113271063121088254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/04/jessies-continuing-15-minutes-of-fame.html' title='Jessie’s Continuing 15 Minutes of Fame'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482024836687697379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/SVuRVEYTIJI/AAAAAAAAAXw/JFKvxy7lQvM/S220/Merry-go-round.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/Tax6hrrEzYI/AAAAAAAABx0/nmSaYSnp2cU/s72-c/JesseBillboard_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752231489600569226.post-1986790920064640850</id><published>2011-04-13T21:22:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T13:36:33.615-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maggie-isms'/><title type='text'>Maggie's Wishes</title><content type='html'>Tonight, Maggie was watching "Aladdin" and told me all about wishes. So I asked her what she would wish for if she found a Genie in a lamp. "Well, first, I would wish for puppies at the pet store." She takes a few minutes to think and says "Then I would wish that I could be rich. That me and Dad and you and Jessie could be rich. Then we could give things to people. And I would wish I could catch the rabbits." And while I was processing that last one she says, "Well, I think I would just use 2 wishes. I would use my third wish to free the Genie and then he would have legs." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both; FONT-SIZE: xx-small"&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752231489600569226-1986790920064640850?l=mtdaileys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/feeds/1986790920064640850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/04/maggie-wishes.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/1986790920064640850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/1986790920064640850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/04/maggie-wishes.html' title='Maggie&amp;#39;s Wishes'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482024836687697379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/SVuRVEYTIJI/AAAAAAAAAXw/JFKvxy7lQvM/S220/Merry-go-round.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752231489600569226.post-7243492511204416614</id><published>2011-04-12T10:22:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T09:22:53.603-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Women Of Faith</title><content type='html'>Last weekend, I attended &lt;a href="http://www.womenoffaith.com/"&gt;Women of Faith &lt;/a&gt;here in Billings. It was the first event in the Metra Rimrock Auto Arena since the Father's Day tornado last summer. I went with a group from church and 3 other women from our Small Group. I was looking forward to these 2 days for several reasons, but mostly, I was looking forward to some time away from work that didn't involve a sick child or family obligations. It was a soul stirring 2 days. I tried to take notes and did pretty well on Friday. I actually had planned to try to Tweet, but couldn't get a good connection. So, I just took notes on my phone. I thought I might be able to blog about some of the things I heard, but as it's been a couple of days, I think I would rather reminisce on those parts that touched my soul. On Friday, we heard Patsy Clairmont and Andy Anderson. Patsy talked about emotions. She talked a lot about how God created us with a Will greater than our Emotions. Our emotions need boundaries. Our emotions need to not be given control over our thoughts. My favorite part of Andy's talk was when he spoke about the Butterfly Effect, which I think about a lot. I think about the little decisions I've made in my life that have brought me to this point. I also think about how decisions my ancestors made affect me today -- if only that if they had not made those decisions I may not even be here. Friday evening was kind of a preview of Saturday, with some of the BIG names. The pre-teen who still lives inside me squealed at the thought of getting to see "Blair Warner" (&lt;a href="http://www.lisawhelchel.com/"&gt;Lisa Whelchel&lt;/a&gt;) from The Facts of Life. I may or may not have spent a couple of hours Sunday afternoon watching "mini-sodes" of The Facts of Life on Crackle. &lt;a href="http://www.sandipatty.com/"&gt;Sandi Patty&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.womenoffaith.com/events/line-up/marilyn-meberg/"&gt;Marilyn Meberg&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://mandisa.sparrowrecords.com/"&gt;Mandisa&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://selahonline.com/"&gt;Selah&lt;/a&gt; rounded out the evening. I loved hearing Sandi Patty sing and Selah was so much fun. Mandisa has a beautiful voice, but I didn't enjoy her performance as much. Saturday was simply phenomenal. I didn't take as many notes because I couldn't quite keep up. I really enjoyed Lisa Whelchel's talk. She talked about adult female friendships and we all enjoyed being reminded that we are not perfect and the imperfect friendships are so wonderful. Sandi sang a soul stirring song that brought tears to my eyes, even though I couldn't tell you now what she sang. Actually, the music the entire weekend was soul stirring. The worship team had us up singing and dancing, learning some new songs. I didn't buy anything throughout the weekend (other than food), but I'm still contemplating purchasing a couple of CDs from their website! It really was nice to be able to hang out with the "girls" for a few days. We laughed, we cried, we enjoyed some beers at dinner :) and I think we learned a little more about each other. I look forward to the day that I can share the weekend with Maggie and Jessie and even my Mom -- once she retires.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752231489600569226-7243492511204416614?l=mtdaileys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/feeds/7243492511204416614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/04/women-of-faith.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/7243492511204416614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/7243492511204416614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/04/women-of-faith.html' title='Women Of Faith'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482024836687697379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/SVuRVEYTIJI/AAAAAAAAAXw/JFKvxy7lQvM/S220/Merry-go-round.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752231489600569226.post-7520223886970920290</id><published>2011-04-04T10:07:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T10:27:13.693-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sister play time</title><content type='html'>Jesse is really starting to enjoy playing with her big sister.  Maggie is hiding under the blanket and Jesse seems to be enjoying rolling all over her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-cef77f66de368683" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dcef77f66de368683%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329931463%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1592918DC57032C99F210616B2763890700A2E34.463AD75AE4BA5A42E13713C6683B797F616EA77C%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dcef77f66de368683%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DHV4xPtgSeGaNGTgA94bz2A9iSos&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dcef77f66de368683%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329931463%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1592918DC57032C99F210616B2763890700A2E34.463AD75AE4BA5A42E13713C6683B797F616EA77C%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dcef77f66de368683%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DHV4xPtgSeGaNGTgA94bz2A9iSos&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752231489600569226-7520223886970920290?l=mtdaileys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/feeds/7520223886970920290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/04/wrestle-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/7520223886970920290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/7520223886970920290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/04/wrestle-time.html' title='Sister play time'/><author><name>Rocky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09821067962906412725</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-7752231489600569226.post-1895588726411809500</id><published>2011-04-03T17:22:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T17:22:46.988-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jessie'/><title type='text'>Day 305</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/TZkBROFmIEI/AAAAAAAABxs/DGRTtmKQh7A/IMAG0177.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/TZkBROFmIEI/AAAAAAAABxs/DGRTtmKQh7A/s400/IMAG0177.jpg' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Ten months of Jessica Fae!  She is such an active baby! She weighs 17 lbs 11 oz, about 2 lbs less than Maggie did at that age. She is 27 inches long and is in about the 25th percentile all the way around.  She is sporting 2 teeth and loves "real" food. She will wave and point. Once she pointed at Rocky and said "Dada!" But I haven't heard that since. She does "So big" and tries to blow kisses, but sometimes just practices. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; She is now in the pre-toddler room at daycare. She seems to really like it, though she's still not thrilled about naps or milk in a bottle, so seems like we spend our evenings nursing and napping until bedtime. &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; She's a happy baby who is still much adored by her big sister. She lobes flirting with everyone, but is starting to really become a Momma's girl.&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752231489600569226-1895588726411809500?l=mtdaileys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/feeds/1895588726411809500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/04/day-305_03.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/1895588726411809500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/1895588726411809500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/04/day-305_03.html' title='Day 305'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482024836687697379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/SVuRVEYTIJI/AAAAAAAAAXw/JFKvxy7lQvM/S220/Merry-go-round.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/TZkBROFmIEI/AAAAAAAABxs/DGRTtmKQh7A/s72-c/IMAG0177.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752231489600569226.post-5067902858094316959</id><published>2011-04-02T18:56:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T15:25:52.262-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maggie'/><title type='text'>The Circus! By Maggie</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/TZfFy_FKgrI/AAAAAAAABxk/lPlr3OJQw2Y/IMAG0161.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/TZfFy_FKgrI/AAAAAAAABxk/lPlr3OJQw2Y/s400/IMAG0161.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Well, let's see here. The circus was really fun. And then I get to ride on an elephant. It was so high I couldn't believe my eyes! I felt the elephant's bones. There's something about my pants too. They have a hole inside. We saw 2 camels, 2 horses, and 2 ponies. They were cool. The circus was so fun. And it was really really fun. A black bear went on a rocking horse! That was silly! Oh I can't believe it, it was so silly! I saw the best day of my life. I got a dog with a leash and the leash comes off! That was the best day in my entire life. I had the best time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both; FONT-SIZE: xx-small"&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752231489600569226-5067902858094316959?l=mtdaileys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/feeds/5067902858094316959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/04/circus.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/5067902858094316959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/5067902858094316959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/04/circus.html' title='The Circus! By Maggie'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482024836687697379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/SVuRVEYTIJI/AAAAAAAAAXw/JFKvxy7lQvM/S220/Merry-go-round.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/TZfFy_FKgrI/AAAAAAAABxk/lPlr3OJQw2Y/s72-c/IMAG0161.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752231489600569226.post-6560797667538673177</id><published>2011-03-31T20:52:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T10:36:52.409-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maggie-isms'/><title type='text'>Maggie-isms</title><content type='html'>A few new Maggie-isms &lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;They are learning about weather in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Pre&lt;/span&gt;-K (and a little from the movie "Up"). As we were driving home from work one day, she looked out the window and said "Mom, look at those cutie-o-nimbus clouds!"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Maggie is really into the whole princess thing right now. She loves to watch all 3 (yes there are 3) Cinderella movies. She told Rocky that she has a "true love." But as she wants it to be a "family secret", I won't divulge the object of her affection.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;After watching "Tangled" last night (which really is a cute movie), Rocky asked Maggie if he could kiss a girl. She said no, he has to kiss a woman. So, of course, he asked if he could kiss any woman. She replied "No! Only the woman you love!"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752231489600569226-6560797667538673177?l=mtdaileys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/feeds/6560797667538673177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/03/maggie-isms.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/6560797667538673177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/6560797667538673177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/03/maggie-isms.html' title='Maggie-isms'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482024836687697379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/SVuRVEYTIJI/AAAAAAAAAXw/JFKvxy7lQvM/S220/Merry-go-round.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752231489600569226.post-5684231507778972798</id><published>2011-03-24T09:39:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T10:07:50.544-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>Kiddie Lit -- revisited</title><content type='html'>There is a book fair at daycare this week.  And even though we have enough books to start our own kiddie library, I'm always a sucker to buy more books for the girls.  Jessie has hit that stage of wanting to literally devour books and Maggie is starting to ask for "just one more book" at night.  I haven't gotten her into chapter books yet, but they have started some in Pre-K, so I'm really hoping that she's about ready to start the Little House series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few books that we've gotten from the daycare book fairs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Shark-vs-Train-Chris-Barton/dp/0316007625/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1300981225&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;Shark vs. Train&lt;/a&gt;:  who's tougher?  who's smarter?  Who wins a video competition? Well, neither because they don't have thumbs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Dinosaurs-Love-Underpants-Claire-Freedman/dp/1416989382/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1300981256&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;Dinosaurs Love Underpants&lt;/a&gt;: want to know the real reason dinosaurs went extinct? It was really because of their love of underpants!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Stop-That-Pickle-Peter-Armour/dp/0618548890/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1300981289&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;Stop that Pickle!&lt;/a&gt;: A tale similar to the "Gingerbread Man" with a twist at the end.  Maggie loves to join in with "Stop that Pickle!" in different voices that make Jessie giggle nonstop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/ABC-Animal-Jamboree-Giles-Andreae/dp/1589250923/ref=sr_1_5?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1300981374&amp;amp;sr=1-5"&gt;ABC Animal Jamboree&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Rumble-Jungle-Giles-Andreae/dp/1589253671/ref=sr_1_3?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1300981412&amp;amp;sr=1-3"&gt;Rumble in the Jungle&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Commotion-Ocean-Giles-Andreae/dp/1589253663/ref=sr_1_4?s=books&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1300981443&amp;amp;sr=1-4"&gt;Commotion in the Ocean&lt;/a&gt;)  I'm planning to purchase this one for Jessie's first birthday.  At Maggie's old daycare, they had the "Rumble in the Jungle" and "Commotion in the Ocean" which we would read in the mornings.  Each page has a different animal with a different type of poem, some rhyming, some rhythmic, and a few limericks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752231489600569226-5684231507778972798?l=mtdaileys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/feeds/5684231507778972798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/03/kiddie-lit-revisited.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/5684231507778972798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/5684231507778972798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/03/kiddie-lit-revisited.html' title='Kiddie Lit -- revisited'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482024836687697379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/SVuRVEYTIJI/AAAAAAAAAXw/JFKvxy7lQvM/S220/Merry-go-round.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752231489600569226.post-522622791852250654</id><published>2011-03-21T19:32:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T11:48:21.923-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wine'/><title type='text'>More Wine!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ozAaRYk9U04/TYjfPgJ61DI/AAAAAAAABxc/yf7TYmLLXvQ/s1600/IMAG0094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 120px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586960795175670834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ozAaRYk9U04/TYjfPgJ61DI/AAAAAAAABxc/yf7TYmLLXvQ/s200/IMAG0094.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the last wine festival we attended in Virginia, I bought Tre Sorelle, &lt;a href="http://www.fabbioliwines.com/"&gt;Fabbioli Wines&lt;/a&gt;, a red the wine maker recommended we wait 5 years before trying it. It was dated 2005, so last year, I started looking for the right time to open it. After all, when you wait 5 years for a wine, you don't just open it for no reason!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, a friend from church, Diane decided to have a little party for her birthday and as I know Diane enjoys a nice wine I thought this would be a great opportunity. I did bring a 2nd bottle (Menage a Trois), just in case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got there we opened it to let it breathe. After a glass of another red, I tried a glass. It was very very nice. Smooth. And now I'm a little disappointed that the wine is from a small winery in Virginia so I probably won't be able to get another bottle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both; FONT-SIZE: xx-small"&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.7&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/7752231489600569226-522622791852250654?l=mtdaileys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/feeds/522622791852250654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/03/more-wine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/522622791852250654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/522622791852250654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/03/more-wine.html' title='More Wine!'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482024836687697379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/SVuRVEYTIJI/AAAAAAAAAXw/JFKvxy7lQvM/S220/Merry-go-round.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ozAaRYk9U04/TYjfPgJ61DI/AAAAAAAABxc/yf7TYmLLXvQ/s72-c/IMAG0094.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752231489600569226.post-1775494976874426137</id><published>2011-03-20T07:55:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T10:16:41.728-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='billings clinic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jessica dailey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jessie'/><title type='text'>A star is born (9 months ago)!</title><content type='html'>Jesse is about to make her television commercial debut this week. We don't know when the commercial will be on, but we have a copy of it below. She's the happy, clapping kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-de11b00ddd7e3d99" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dde11b00ddd7e3d99%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329931463%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D821DEE51CA5559F85F9E04383831FD7EBC300711.6C54A578FD041671AA518F8A1889F61B44A79C70%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dde11b00ddd7e3d99%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DBoDmK69jWQxYGcARmL3r2pbpMyA&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dde11b00ddd7e3d99%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329931463%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D821DEE51CA5559F85F9E04383831FD7EBC300711.6C54A578FD041671AA518F8A1889F61B44A79C70%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dde11b00ddd7e3d99%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DBoDmK69jWQxYGcARmL3r2pbpMyA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752231489600569226-1775494976874426137?l=mtdaileys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/feeds/1775494976874426137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/03/star-is-born-9-months-ago.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/1775494976874426137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/1775494976874426137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/03/star-is-born-9-months-ago.html' title='A star is born (9 months ago)!'/><author><name>Rocky</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09821067962906412725</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-7752231489600569226.post-1752856575695503155</id><published>2011-03-19T17:19:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T17:19:40.746-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maggie'/><title type='text'>The Value of a Dollar, revisited</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/TYU5_q5WRqI/AAAAAAAABxE/hA2vXqpA5gE/s1600-h/IMAG0140%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: inline; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: 0px" title="IMAG0140" border="0" alt="IMAG0140" align="left" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/TYU6AMEISeI/AAAAAAAABxI/CPIFBINh56E/IMAG0140_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="148" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Like every other 5 year old, Maggie loves toys and loves to look at toys in the store and tell us what toys she “needs.”&amp;#160; About a year ago, &lt;a href="http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2010/05/value-of-dollar.html"&gt;we started giving her an allowance intermittently&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;#160; And we’ve also been taking the Dave Ramsey course and he talks about teaching your children the value of a dollar, making them earn their money, and teaching them about spending, saving and giving.&amp;#160; So I got her 3 coin purses and marked them&amp;#160; “Spend”&amp;#160; “Save” “Give”.&amp;#160; Whenever we gave her money or if she got money, we prompted her to divide it up and put some in each purse.&amp;#160; Sometimes she is very generous and wants to put it all in the give purse (though she hasn’t had an opportunity to even put it in the collection plate at church).&amp;#160; Lately, though, she has been talking about needing a new toy.&amp;#160; So, today, before our trip to Wal-Mart, we got her purse and her bank and counted her coins to see how much she could spend.&amp;#160; Quite surprisingly, she had over $15.&amp;#160; We loaded up her coin purse and headed out.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;At Wal-Mart, Rocky took Maggie to the toy section and I did the grocery shopping.&amp;#160; They were back before I was done.&amp;#160; She found a &lt;a href="http://zoobles.com/#/Home/"&gt;Zoobles habitat&lt;/a&gt; for exactly $15.&amp;#160; She carried that toy through the store and up to the counter.&amp;#160; Rocky &amp;amp; I helped count out her coins (and the cashier said she was happy to get so many quarters and dimes)!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;We decided the habitat should be a kitchen counter toy where Jessie can’t get it.&amp;#160; Maggie is very pleased with her purchase!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/TYU6A0imbfI/AAAAAAAABxM/wJUfVNexGgY/s1600-h/IMAG0141%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="IMAG0141" border="0" alt="IMAG0141" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/TYU6BYjKbRI/AAAAAAAABxQ/e55Ge7hW57k/IMAG0141_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="148" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/TYU6CMz_6WI/AAAAAAAABxU/76-K8-x_wnY/s1600-h/IMAG0142%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="IMAG0142" border="0" alt="IMAG0142" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/TYU6Cq624WI/AAAAAAAABxY/TotKquNylQw/IMAG0142_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="148" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752231489600569226-1752856575695503155?l=mtdaileys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/feeds/1752856575695503155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/03/value-of-dollar-revisited.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/1752856575695503155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/1752856575695503155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/03/value-of-dollar-revisited.html' title='The Value of a Dollar, revisited'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482024836687697379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/SVuRVEYTIJI/AAAAAAAAAXw/JFKvxy7lQvM/S220/Merry-go-round.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/TYU6AMEISeI/AAAAAAAABxI/CPIFBINh56E/s72-c/IMAG0140_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752231489600569226.post-8389068063411971442</id><published>2011-03-18T20:09:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T20:09:03.006-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wine'/><title type='text'>Shoofly Wine, Wine of Australia</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/TYQQPDvCSMI/AAAAAAAABxA/697dcvVEDyI/IMAG0136.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/TYQQPDvCSMI/AAAAAAAABxA/697dcvVEDyI/s400/IMAG0136.jpg' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;The name of this wine takes me back to my elementary school days when potty humor was the best kind and we loved to sing the "Shoo Fly" song. We'd get to the last line and sing "I'm very busy now." Tacking on "VERY busy now" with that knowing look on our faces.  &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; I purchased this wine from Simply Wine, deciding I needed to after their Facebook post (Hi my name is Wendy and I'm addicted to Facebook). I got the Merlot based on the sellers recommendation and the Freckle, well, because I have freckles and think freckles are adorable.  And yes that IS a good enough reason to pick a wine.  &lt;br/&gt;   &lt;br/&gt; Tonight I'm enjoying the Freckle. I do like it which is kind of surprising. It'a fairly oaky and I'm not typically a fan of oaky whites.  It's made from the "freckly" Roussanne grape, "and a few friends".  The label boasts honeysuckle and peach flavors. It's a fun white and I think it will be a nice deck wine this summer.&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.7&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752231489600569226-8389068063411971442?l=mtdaileys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/feeds/8389068063411971442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/03/shoofly-wine-wine-of-australia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/8389068063411971442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/8389068063411971442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/03/shoofly-wine-wine-of-australia.html' title='Shoofly Wine, Wine of Australia'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482024836687697379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/SVuRVEYTIJI/AAAAAAAAAXw/JFKvxy7lQvM/S220/Merry-go-round.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/TYQQPDvCSMI/AAAAAAAABxA/697dcvVEDyI/s72-c/IMAG0136.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752231489600569226.post-7061433388502154889</id><published>2011-03-16T06:58:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T06:58:55.160-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jessie'/><title type='text'>New Tricks</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width='425' height='355'&gt;&lt;param name='movie' value='http://www.youtube.com/v/rlXndC9DJvY&amp;rel=1'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='wmode' value='transparent'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src='http://www.youtube.com/v/rlXndC9DJvY&amp;rel=1' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' wmode='transparent' width='425' height='355'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Jessie shows off some new "tricks."&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.7&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752231489600569226-7061433388502154889?l=mtdaileys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/feeds/7061433388502154889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/03/new-tricks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/7061433388502154889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/7061433388502154889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/03/new-tricks.html' title='New Tricks'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482024836687697379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/SVuRVEYTIJI/AAAAAAAAAXw/JFKvxy7lQvM/S220/Merry-go-round.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7752231489600569226.post-1606207416009816739</id><published>2011-03-11T08:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T08:35:23.802-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maggie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jessie'/><title type='text'>Wagon Rides!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/TXpBLWOmQUI/AAAAAAAABwY/m4FYrY1rrn8/s1600-h/IMAG0105%5B3%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; border-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="IMAG0105" border="0" alt="IMAG0105" align="left" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/TXpBL3jfE5I/AAAAAAAABwc/SJOyMiIzVcM/IMAG0105_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="244" height="148" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Yesterday, it was so nice out when we got home from work, that we decided to take a family walk.&amp;#160; We got out the wagon and the dogs’ harnesses – which they absolutely freaked out over!&amp;#160; Otis was a bit cautious as the last time we got them out, he went to the vet and got a shot.&amp;#160; Wiconi was jumping and barking and wagging all over she was so excited over the walk.&amp;#160; I wore the Moby wrap, just in case Jessie didn’t like the wagon, but I needn’t have bothered.&amp;#160; She loved riding with her big sister!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The girls had a little time to play on the playground equipment.&amp;#160; It got chilly rather quickly, so we didn’t stay long, but I think we’ll be taking many many walks to the park this spring, summer and fall.&amp;#160; Maggie kept telling us that she is “over” winter.&amp;#160; I guess I am too.&amp;#160; It will be so nice to be able to get out and enjoy Montana life!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Playing on the playground equipment:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/TXpBMNtmHrI/AAAAAAAABwg/DP2OEXH_BqI/s1600-h/IMAG0106%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="IMAG0106" border="0" alt="IMAG0106" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/TXpBMpkXKXI/AAAAAAAABwk/GVgTyyNhgXA/IMAG0106_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="148" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/TXpBM-RJ5rI/AAAAAAAABwo/WfzRGE-WnKY/s1600-h/IMAG0107%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="IMAG0107" border="0" alt="IMAG0107" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/TXpBNeHGkhI/AAAAAAAABws/NcByQR8ozFs/IMAG0107_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="148" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Walking home. Maggie wanted to “help” walk the dogs.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/TXpBNhTH_1I/AAAAAAAABww/xDtHCWg89EA/s1600-h/IMAG0108%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="IMAG0108" border="0" alt="IMAG0108" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/TXpBOJjiw0I/AAAAAAAABw0/RSmpcmxmuJE/IMAG0108_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="148" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/TXpBOW_R6VI/AAAAAAAABw4/EiQyMzfnxjc/s1600-h/IMAG0109%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="IMAG0109" border="0" alt="IMAG0109" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/TXpBOuYzjLI/AAAAAAAABw8/zearkp27VWo/IMAG0109_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="148" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7752231489600569226-1606207416009816739?l=mtdaileys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/feeds/1606207416009816739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/03/wagon-rides.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/1606207416009816739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7752231489600569226/posts/default/1606207416009816739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mtdaileys.blogspot.com/2011/03/wagon-rides.html' title='Wagon Rides!'/><author><name>Wendy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00482024836687697379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/SVuRVEYTIJI/AAAAAAAAAXw/JFKvxy7lQvM/S220/Merry-go-round.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_mzpUyE-bIcI/TXpBL3jfE5I/AAAAAAAABwc/SJOyMiIzVcM/s72-c/IMAG0105_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
