<?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-4145273313340749944</id><updated>2011-07-30T14:20:24.405-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Scott, Maria, Logan, Olive and Bunsen Stevens</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776308853312456505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SHjGdg_12lI/AAAAAAAAAZA/d2Jn1UEl_QU/S220/IMG_0865.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>74</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145273313340749944.post-6942508828753749990</id><published>2011-07-27T12:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T12:14:01.627-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Utah</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Last week we decided to take a last minute trip to Salt Lake City to visit Scott's family. &amp;nbsp; There was already a "reunion" of sorts going on so we thought we would take advantage and visit as many people as possible. &amp;nbsp; We really enjoy going to Utah and always feel so welcome and at home when we travel there. &amp;nbsp; Salt Lake City is an amazing place to go when you have little ones and we really enjoy all of the activities and visiting with family. &amp;nbsp;We started our trip at 8:00 pm on Wednesday night and drove to Montecello. &amp;nbsp;We arrived there at about midnight and stopped at the Rodeway Inn. &amp;nbsp;The next morning we got up around 7:00 and headed to Salt Lake around 9:00. &amp;nbsp; We stopped in Price to play at a McDonalds and grab some lunch and then on we went. &amp;nbsp; I will say that I was not impressed with the Price McDonalds as the women's restroom was under construction, had step ladders all over the place and the TP was just stacked on the floor in the stalls. &amp;nbsp;There were no mirrors, no soap and no paper towels or air hand dryers. &amp;nbsp; In addition to all of this, the kids in the play land were way TOO BIG to be playing there and were not nice and considerate of my little ones. &amp;nbsp; Once we got to Salt Lake we basically just hung out with Scott's AWESOME family. &amp;nbsp; Logan had his face painted for the first time ever and was so excited. &amp;nbsp; At first I didn't mention anything to Logan about having his face painted because I wasn't sure if he would be interested or not or just freaked out by the whole idea. &amp;nbsp;He is very particular these days. &amp;nbsp; Well, I guess he saw the other kids having their faces painted and maybe Scott suggested it to him, but he was so excited to have a snake painted on his face. &amp;nbsp; I didn't attempt to have Olive's face painted. &amp;nbsp;I doubt she would sit with a stranger touching her face. &amp;nbsp; Olive had a great time playing with cousins at the park and catching bubbles. &amp;nbsp; We even played our first ever game of Frisbee Golf and had a great time. &amp;nbsp;Logan lasted for about three holes and Olive for one. &amp;nbsp;They enjoyed walking in the park, picking up sticks and using their&amp;nbsp;Frisbee&amp;nbsp;as "plates" to make pretend food out of grass, rocks, sticks and other things you find in a park. &amp;nbsp; Unfortunately, the playground equipment was way too hot to enjoy...I really think engineers should come up with a better material to make slides out of...what good is a slide if it burns your buns on the way down? &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;We left Salt lake for home at about 8:30 on Sunday night and again stayed in Montecello and then made our way home on Monday. &amp;nbsp; We had a great trip, our new van did great and as always, the kids were easy going and well behaved. &amp;nbsp; We can't wait for our next road-trip....maybe Tennessee in October.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Gh5ajxaen44/TjBT-IjEoEI/AAAAAAAAEPA/E3NS4_b-2XI/s1600/IMG_5169.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Gh5ajxaen44/TjBT-IjEoEI/AAAAAAAAEPA/E3NS4_b-2XI/s320/IMG_5169.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Playing London Bridge on the Trampoline&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ngbOK_-Ft4E/TjBUAUMmGkI/AAAAAAAAEPE/wvRBmYW5Dss/s1600/IMG_5097.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ngbOK_-Ft4E/TjBUAUMmGkI/AAAAAAAAEPE/wvRBmYW5Dss/s320/IMG_5097.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Helicopters in the park&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bU147uvRnBk/TjBUCeuHOVI/AAAAAAAAEPI/GGpdisQ13J0/s1600/IMG_5107.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bU147uvRnBk/TjBUCeuHOVI/AAAAAAAAEPI/GGpdisQ13J0/s320/IMG_5107.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Logan being patient as always&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F6ahqVqrWi4/TjBUEfj0RtI/AAAAAAAAEPM/ZlOCby3JGnM/s1600/IMG_5117.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F6ahqVqrWi4/TjBUEfj0RtI/AAAAAAAAEPM/ZlOCby3JGnM/s320/IMG_5117.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;A work in progress&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tPwIvZ-UJNk/TjBUGRFH1-I/AAAAAAAAEPQ/1jrptVvUgzk/s1600/IMG_5119.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tPwIvZ-UJNk/TjBUGRFH1-I/AAAAAAAAEPQ/1jrptVvUgzk/s320/IMG_5119.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Proud Boy!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dgbAwJVcuSU/TjBUIxb11zI/AAAAAAAAEPU/OV4Eyx-xLZs/s1600/IMG_5123.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dgbAwJVcuSU/TjBUIxb11zI/AAAAAAAAEPU/OV4Eyx-xLZs/s320/IMG_5123.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jump Rope!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eReu8a56epE/TjBUK_cmnfI/AAAAAAAAEPY/aCkRnapERu0/s1600/IMG_5132.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eReu8a56epE/TjBUK_cmnfI/AAAAAAAAEPY/aCkRnapERu0/s320/IMG_5132.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I thought you were supposed to kiss frog...either way it didn't turn into a prince&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hzl25f2G78E/TjBUNCY9BOI/AAAAAAAAEPc/CCBlnWuhyCw/s1600/IMG_5135.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hzl25f2G78E/TjBUNCY9BOI/AAAAAAAAEPc/CCBlnWuhyCw/s320/IMG_5135.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Limbo&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OyzaJ9tixNs/TjBURkMtuDI/AAAAAAAAEPk/Y5_mhBG4BlU/s1600/IMG_5161.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OyzaJ9tixNs/TjBURkMtuDI/AAAAAAAAEPk/Y5_mhBG4BlU/s320/IMG_5161.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bubbles with Daddy!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4145273313340749944-6942508828753749990?l=mariastevens4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/feeds/6942508828753749990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4145273313340749944&amp;postID=6942508828753749990' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/6942508828753749990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/6942508828753749990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/2011/07/utah.html' title='Utah'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776308853312456505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SHjGdg_12lI/AAAAAAAAAZA/d2Jn1UEl_QU/S220/IMG_0865.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Gh5ajxaen44/TjBT-IjEoEI/AAAAAAAAEPA/E3NS4_b-2XI/s72-c/IMG_5169.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145273313340749944.post-3163351383393121264</id><published>2011-07-20T11:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T11:54:02.480-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching up</title><content type='html'>I have been looking through the endless pictures on my computer from 2011 trying to decide which ones to use in order to catch up my blog, and I have realized that we really haven't had much going on. &amp;nbsp;Well, besides being busy with a full time job (3 if you count Scott's 2) 2 kids, one on the way and an energetic dog. &amp;nbsp; Our days are busy and fun and my house is always a mess. &amp;nbsp; Instead of creating a separate blog entry for each of the "events" over the past 6 months, I figured I would just create on entry and try to hi-light on the big ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In February, after recovering from strep throat I starting training for a 1/2 marathon race (against myself) in April. &amp;nbsp;My original plan was to run a 15.3 mile race in White Sands in March, but with having two kids with Chicken Pox, one with possible&amp;nbsp;encephalitis&amp;nbsp;and strep throat myself those plans were quickly derailed. &amp;nbsp; Oh, and while all of this was going on, Scott was working in Roswell every Sunday through Friday. &amp;nbsp;At any rate, with the help and motivation of a great friend I started a 10 week training program to prepare for my first EVER race. &amp;nbsp;I had never run a 5k or a 10k or even a 1 mile fun run race before. &amp;nbsp;I doubted myself at times and thought I would never be able to run outside on the hard pavement without hand rails to hold on to, as all or most of my running experience had been on a treadmill. &amp;nbsp; But I pushed hard, created a great play list on my i-pod, which if you know me this won't come as any surprise to you, I listed to over and over and over again . &amp;nbsp;I ran in the foothills outside of my house for most of my short runs, got lost once on a "long" run and found a great running partner in Bunsen. &amp;nbsp;I would complete my long runs at lunch time on the Fridays that I worked, with Noel who really was my inspiration. &amp;nbsp; One day I had to do a "long run" by myself and I thought I would never make it. &amp;nbsp;She was great at pacing me and encouraging me to push harder when I thought I couldn't go any more. &amp;nbsp;When race day came, I was so excited and nervous I couldn't sleep the night before. &amp;nbsp;It was a great morning for a run though and I was pumped. &amp;nbsp; We started out slow and steady and kept a great easy pace. &amp;nbsp; In fact, I would say I finished my 13.1 miles with ease and even thought when it was over that I could run a full marathon. &amp;nbsp; Here is a picture of me at the starting line with my running buddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JLEg4f4ANrM/TicOHP5-hUI/AAAAAAAAEMw/159rzXgNfq4/s1600/.5+marathon" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JLEg4f4ANrM/TicOHP5-hUI/AAAAAAAAEMw/159rzXgNfq4/s320/.5+marathon" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That afternoon after running my half marathon I was tired and didn't quite feel right. &amp;nbsp;I felt a little queasy, uneasy and anxious. &amp;nbsp; Without any real prompting I started to wonder if I was pregnant. &amp;nbsp;I immediately went to the store and bought a home pregnancy test and discovered that I was indeed expecting our third baby. &amp;nbsp;I was so happy that I didn't suspect anything until hours after the race rather than before. &amp;nbsp;I think if I knew I was pregnant while trying to run a 1/2 marathon it would have gotten in my head. &amp;nbsp; So there it is, our last baby is due on 12/31/2011. &amp;nbsp;A little earlier than I would have liked, in my ideal world, but we are thrilled and excited non-the-less. &amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next in April was Logan's b-day. &amp;nbsp; I can't believe my baby is three already. &amp;nbsp; Logan loves to play with Olive and really is such a sweet and caring boy. &amp;nbsp;He isn't crazy,&amp;nbsp;obnoxious or overly hyper. &amp;nbsp;He has a very calm and shy demeanor which I love. &amp;nbsp;I try hard to get him to come out of his shell by giving him plenty of opportunities to interact with other kids and be independent. &amp;nbsp;For Logan's birthday this year we were going to get him a bunk bed and thought it would be fun to take him shopping so he could pick his own out. &amp;nbsp;Well, while shopping for the bed, Scott decided it would be more fun if he and Logan made the bed themselves. &amp;nbsp; I agreed and we bought just a double mattress because I knew that Logan's uncle John was buying him Spiderman sheets and a blanket for his new big-boy bed. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Logan had two birthday parties this year, one with just family at our house and one with friends at Gymboree. &amp;nbsp; Oh, and one other thing, Logan and Scott both had the stomach flu the week of Logan's birthday, this has been the case every year since Logan was one. &amp;nbsp; A birthday tradition I HOPE does not last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ktv4KOs2gKA/TicP6ycLbrI/AAAAAAAAEM0/MTp75WIyL-U/s1600/IMG_4510.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ktv4KOs2gKA/TicP6ycLbrI/AAAAAAAAEM0/MTp75WIyL-U/s320/IMG_4510.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Logan in his Buzz Light Year rocket ship&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ed9PvxQO5x4/TicP8jcfQ8I/AAAAAAAAEM4/V3HNNdP-TB4/s1600/IMG_4487.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ed9PvxQO5x4/TicP8jcfQ8I/AAAAAAAAEM4/V3HNNdP-TB4/s320/IMG_4487.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Logan and I opening his b-day gifts while the rest of the house was sleeping (or puking).&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pJrgiFRN_BQ/TicQ0pxS0MI/AAAAAAAAENI/6JzG0YA8-LU/s1600/IMG_4609.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pJrgiFRN_BQ/TicQ0pxS0MI/AAAAAAAAENI/6JzG0YA8-LU/s320/IMG_4609.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bj_LmNBpqO8/TicQs2FkrvI/AAAAAAAAEM8/EV-Hw7KTitE/s320/IMG_4639.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In May we took a family vacation to Florida to visit Disney World. &amp;nbsp; We had a blast, despite my severe "morning" (all day really) sickness. &amp;nbsp;The kids had so much fun playing in the hotel pool, going to Disney and Sea World and playing at the beach. &amp;nbsp; And as always, my kids surprised me and traveled very well, with little drama and no melt downs. &amp;nbsp;Here are just a few of our pictures, there are many, many more on Facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SuCiVCshf5g/TicTMXp4RAI/AAAAAAAAEOo/bVyYMh-kNU4/s1600/IMG_4912.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SuCiVCshf5g/TicTMXp4RAI/AAAAAAAAEOo/bVyYMh-kNU4/s320/IMG_4912.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CdRxIEexIrU/TicTEuIGh1I/AAAAAAAAEOc/0ronLCe2aKc/s320/IMG_4863.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qTwmsPe6oTw/TicSiGF8k1I/AAAAAAAAENk/F-dN94it81o/s1600/Copy+of+IMG_4773.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qTwmsPe6oTw/TicSiGF8k1I/AAAAAAAAENk/F-dN94it81o/s320/Copy+of+IMG_4773.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The only family picture, this is in line for "it's a small world"&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zYg3d7mzXvk/TicSbN-nPtI/AAAAAAAAENY/c5TXZEClIQg/s1600/Copy+%25282%2529+of+IMG_4739.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zYg3d7mzXvk/TicSbN-nPtI/AAAAAAAAENY/c5TXZEClIQg/s320/Copy+%25282%2529+of+IMG_4739.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June and July have been relatively slow months for us. &amp;nbsp;Just hot and pregnant! &amp;nbsp; I have been riding the rail runner and bus to work and that has been saving me a ton of money and I get a little time to myself everyday. It does make for long days however as I leave the house at 5:30am and don't get home until 6:00 pm. &amp;nbsp; We went to the Annual Placitas Village 4th of July parade this year. &amp;nbsp;Scott and I had fun and the kids did too, well until the fire truck sprayed us with water. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;That is it for "catch up" hopefully I can keep on top of things and can avoid having to do too many more "catch up posts" in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vxae_28INQU/TicVAgi_ZTI/AAAAAAAAEO0/IyHGjgTDLiA/s1600/IMG_5012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vxae_28INQU/TicVAgi_ZTI/AAAAAAAAEO0/IyHGjgTDLiA/s320/IMG_5012.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4145273313340749944-3163351383393121264?l=mariastevens4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/feeds/3163351383393121264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4145273313340749944&amp;postID=3163351383393121264' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/3163351383393121264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/3163351383393121264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/2011/07/catching-up.html' title='Catching up'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776308853312456505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SHjGdg_12lI/AAAAAAAAAZA/d2Jn1UEl_QU/S220/IMG_0865.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JLEg4f4ANrM/TicOHP5-hUI/AAAAAAAAEMw/159rzXgNfq4/s72-c/.5+marathon' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145273313340749944.post-7626520645702521747</id><published>2011-01-24T09:04:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T15:45:13.870-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Chicken Pox!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qQT4GXNlxMg/TdmDyyeKQUI/AAAAAAAAEME/5k4YG8xP2uw/s1600/IMG_3906.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qQT4GXNlxMg/TdmDyyeKQUI/AAAAAAAAEME/5k4YG8xP2uw/s320/IMG_3906.JPG" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Logan and Olive have both been sick the past few days with a fever.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; This morning, Logan woke up with a rash on his face...just a few pimple looking things.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I honestly thought they were just pimples from all of the lotion and petroleum jelly I have been rubbing on his face/nose to keep him from chaffing due to all of the nose blowing!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Well, I decided to take the the kids in to the Dr. because I wasn't sure what Olive had.&amp;nbsp; She just had a fever with no other symptoms.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; And the diagnosis is....Chicken Pox for Logan and Strep throat for Olive and mommy!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The chicken pox are so rare these days that the Dr. was very surprised to see them.&amp;nbsp; Logan has been vaccinated for the chicken pox, but apparently even with the vaccine, it is possible to get them anyway, however it is usually a very mild case.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Logan has been such a good boy and really hasn't complained much, he really is a tough guy.&amp;nbsp; And Olive is tolerating her antibiotics well, which is always a concern since we have allergies in the family.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I can't remember the last time I had strep throat...I think it was in the 2nd grade right before I had my tonsils out.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It is horrible!&amp;nbsp; I feel so bad for my kids now, I have been so sick even my skin hurts to the touch!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I can't believe that such a common infection could make someone feel so bad.&amp;nbsp; I guess I thought that strep throat was just a bad sore throat!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4145273313340749944-7626520645702521747?l=mariastevens4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/feeds/7626520645702521747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4145273313340749944&amp;postID=7626520645702521747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/7626520645702521747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/7626520645702521747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/2011/01/chicken-pox.html' title='Chicken Pox!'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776308853312456505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SHjGdg_12lI/AAAAAAAAAZA/d2Jn1UEl_QU/S220/IMG_0865.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qQT4GXNlxMg/TdmDyyeKQUI/AAAAAAAAEME/5k4YG8xP2uw/s72-c/IMG_3906.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145273313340749944.post-1109182661797152739</id><published>2011-01-01T08:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-22T09:04:52.481-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WzPGDe_eY30/TdklFgkw6NI/AAAAAAAAEL4/0XK2zHrcxhc/s1600/IMG_3766.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WzPGDe_eY30/TdklFgkw6NI/AAAAAAAAEL4/0XK2zHrcxhc/s320/IMG_3766.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ethan and Logan and Grandpa's Cabin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4a3S56lt6qU/TdklG0D-elI/AAAAAAAAEL8/Jepmq7h_4sU/s1600/IMG_3758.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4a3S56lt6qU/TdklG0D-elI/AAAAAAAAEL8/Jepmq7h_4sU/s320/IMG_3758.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Christmas Dinner at our house...Pizza in the living room! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-41UXja2DN34/TdklH8KVgoI/AAAAAAAAEMA/RMpMMG0gaow/s1600/IMG_3760.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-41UXja2DN34/TdklH8KVgoI/AAAAAAAAEMA/RMpMMG0gaow/s320/IMG_3760.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Olive, making messes at Grandpa's Cabin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas was great this year!&amp;nbsp; On Christmas eve before bed, Logan put some reindeer food out on the front porch and some cookies out for Santa Clause.&amp;nbsp; He wasn't totally convinced that any one was going to come and eat the food, but he played along anyway!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; In the morning he immediately went outside to see if the reindeer food was gone, and much to his surprise it was!&amp;nbsp; He was so excited.&amp;nbsp; We then opened presents at home and then went to John and Peggy's house for the family Christmas gathering.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; My kids were spoiled as usual and ate way too many sweets.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; That's okay, all of the fun and the sugar crash makes for a great nap for everyone!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Santa brought a rocking horse and Mr. and Mrs. Potato head to the kids.&amp;nbsp; They had so much fun with their toys.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; On the 26th we were supposed to fly to Tennessee to spend the last half of our Christmas break with my family, but our flight was canceled due to major snow storms in the southeast, so we got to spend one more day at home enjoying our family and taking it easy.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; On the 27th, we ended up being able to fly into Tennessee.&amp;nbsp; We had a lay over in Atlanta, with only 40 minutes to catch our next flight...needless to say we didn't make it.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We were only seconds late, which was a bummer.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We were able to get on the next flight out and landed in Nashville at about 10pm.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; After that we had to get our rental car and drive an hour and a half to my parent's cabin.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The kids were great troopers and slept most of the way to the cabin.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We didn't do much in Tennessee, but it was great to hang out with my parent's and sister and her family.&amp;nbsp; We flew home on New Year's Eve, again through a snowstorm.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It was funny though, this time we had a lay over in Minneapolis, where it was snowing like crazy.&amp;nbsp; I thought for sure our flight wasn't going to go, but it DID!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It is amazing what a difference snow makes in a place where they are prepared for/used to it rather than in somewhere like the southeast!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Over-all, we had a great holiday season!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4145273313340749944-1109182661797152739?l=mariastevens4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/feeds/1109182661797152739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4145273313340749944&amp;postID=1109182661797152739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/1109182661797152739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/1109182661797152739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/2011/01/christmas-2010.html' title='Christmas 2010'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776308853312456505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SHjGdg_12lI/AAAAAAAAAZA/d2Jn1UEl_QU/S220/IMG_0865.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WzPGDe_eY30/TdklFgkw6NI/AAAAAAAAEL4/0XK2zHrcxhc/s72-c/IMG_3766.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145273313340749944.post-2743070782680952198</id><published>2010-12-04T20:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T21:24:50.724-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Olive!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iuYUkUNhEtI/TXRV52lmo3I/AAAAAAAAEHQ/1Yr5-ztnfmk/s1600/0087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iuYUkUNhEtI/TXRV52lmo3I/AAAAAAAAEHQ/1Yr5-ztnfmk/s320/0087.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olive turned one on December 3!  I can't believe a whole year has passed!   She is such a little dolly and so much fun!  She loves to follow her brother around and try to do everything that he is doing.  She loves to hold on her to her babies.  She is a great sleeper and sleeps every night from 7:30-7:30 am.   She isn't much of a napper, but I would trade naps for a full night's sleep any day.   She can say hi, bye, bonk (binky) bonk (as in bonked my head), down (she says this for both down and up), mama, dada, brub (brother), bee (bunsen) and more.  She really likes to eat and insists on feeding her self.   She dislikes having her diaper changed because it really is such an inconvenience for her to be held still for that long.  She enjoys taking baths with her big brother and is pretty much all around a very happy girl.  This year we had two birthday parties for Olive, one on the 3rd for family and one on the 4th for friends at Gymboree.  I think Logan had more fun than Olive did at Gymboree, but all things considered it was great!  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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-ZP01KJ0WiL8/TXL_TyobMeI/AAAAAAAAEGc/T5KSJ26VTGE/s1600/IMG_3623.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-ZP01KJ0WiL8/TXL_TyobMeI/AAAAAAAAEGc/T5KSJ26VTGE/s320/IMG_3623.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-puCs3Kn5ddE/TXL_VPq8iKI/AAAAAAAAEGg/6r1AIPWuy8k/s1600/IMG_3624.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-puCs3Kn5ddE/TXL_VPq8iKI/AAAAAAAAEGg/6r1AIPWuy8k/s320/IMG_3624.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-Fq9A22zmkiw/TXL_Vx7YGdI/AAAAAAAAEGk/WwcQZ9FavKo/s1600/IMG_3621.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-Fq9A22zmkiw/TXL_Vx7YGdI/AAAAAAAAEGk/WwcQZ9FavKo/s320/IMG_3621.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c6ckZQpT7GA/TXL-4qaBx4I/AAAAAAAAEGU/RvRBVRJBQhk/s1600/IMG_3612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c6ckZQpT7GA/TXL-4qaBx4I/AAAAAAAAEGU/RvRBVRJBQhk/s320/IMG_3612.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We woke up on Thanksgiving to a light dusting of snow!   I was quick to get the kids up from bed, fed and dressed so we could go outside and enjoy it before it all melted away.   I knew it was going to be a challenge for Olive since she wasn't quite walking at the time, and crawling on the snow really isn't a good thing!  Bunsen was so excited too!  The snow didn't last long, but we made it outside in time for Olive to put her hands in it and Logan to walk around.  Bunsen had a great time chasing bunnies, as always!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img align="middle" alt="Posted by Picasa" border="0" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 50% transparent; border: 0px none; padding: 0px;" /&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/4145273313340749944-4197310581913640845?l=mariastevens4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/feeds/4197310581913640845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4145273313340749944&amp;postID=4197310581913640845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/4197310581913640845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/4197310581913640845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/2010/11/thanksgiving-2010.html' title='Thanksgiving 2010'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776308853312456505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SHjGdg_12lI/AAAAAAAAAZA/d2Jn1UEl_QU/S220/IMG_0865.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-ZP01KJ0WiL8/TXL_TyobMeI/AAAAAAAAEGc/T5KSJ26VTGE/s72-c/IMG_3623.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145273313340749944.post-8605646651394872287</id><published>2010-11-01T13:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T15:24:25.894-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-v_N4TykMMyo/TXP0E6XMDTI/AAAAAAAAEHA/nRbxZC3X_NM/s1600/Copy+of+IMG_3541.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-v_N4TykMMyo/TXP0E6XMDTI/AAAAAAAAEHA/nRbxZC3X_NM/s320/Copy+of+IMG_3541.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-pbw6tlk6b5E/TXP0F-ybzuI/AAAAAAAAEHE/La2W7Cy-15c/s1600/Copy+of+IMG_3490.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-pbw6tlk6b5E/TXP0F-ybzuI/AAAAAAAAEHE/La2W7Cy-15c/s320/Copy+of+IMG_3490.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-_a-mMG1-VeI/TXP0GuL1EfI/AAAAAAAAEHI/WNWKqc125H4/s1600/Copy+of+IMG_3494.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-_a-mMG1-VeI/TXP0GuL1EfI/AAAAAAAAEHI/WNWKqc125H4/s320/Copy+of+IMG_3494.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-r7XwyUXb8xM/TXP0HRXd9GI/AAAAAAAAEHM/xNKfAaN05iU/s1600/Copy+of+IMG_3515.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-r7XwyUXb8xM/TXP0HRXd9GI/AAAAAAAAEHM/xNKfAaN05iU/s320/Copy+of+IMG_3515.JPG" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This year for Halloween Logan dressed up as Nemo and Olive dressed up as a pumpkin (sort of).   On the Friday before Halloween we went to McCall's Pumpkin Patch to pick out some pumpkins and try our wits at the corn maze.  Olive and Logan had a great time and Logan really enjoyed the pipe slide.   After the pumpkin patch we went to Grandma Peggy's house to carve pumpkins and bob for apples.   Logan was so excited to bob for apples, but he didn't understand that you aren't supposed to take actual bites out of the apples.   The kids had a great time.   On Sunday, for Halloween, we went back to Grandma Peggy's house to eat dinner and then go trick or treating.  We usually drive into Albuquerque to trick-or-treat with friends who live in a real neighborhood, but because Halloween was on a Sunday this year, we decided to stay close to home.   There weren't very many neighbors near Grandma Peggy's house who were passing out candy, which was fine with me, and Logan and Olive didn't seem to really mind.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T1cY-zqU6Xk/TXPzuiOHV1I/AAAAAAAAEGw/AfHy_KaPKuQ/s1600/IMG_3571.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T1cY-zqU6Xk/TXPzuiOHV1I/AAAAAAAAEGw/AfHy_KaPKuQ/s320/IMG_3571.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k7x-Kuvn0lY/TXPzuLpVs4I/AAAAAAAAEGo/RvyeGa5wqlE/s1600/IMG_3567.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k7x-Kuvn0lY/TXPzuLpVs4I/AAAAAAAAEGo/RvyeGa5wqlE/s320/IMG_3567.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7i5JNVOAQEQ/TXPzu2XBawI/AAAAAAAAEG4/jHXC4-HTfQE/s1600/IMG_3573.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7i5JNVOAQEQ/TXPzu2XBawI/AAAAAAAAEG4/jHXC4-HTfQE/s320/IMG_3573.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img align="middle" alt="Posted by Picasa" border="0" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 50% transparent; border: 0px none; padding: 0px;" /&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/4145273313340749944-8605646651394872287?l=mariastevens4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/feeds/8605646651394872287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4145273313340749944&amp;postID=8605646651394872287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/8605646651394872287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/8605646651394872287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/2010/11/halloween-2010.html' title='Halloween 2010'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776308853312456505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SHjGdg_12lI/AAAAAAAAAZA/d2Jn1UEl_QU/S220/IMG_0865.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-v_N4TykMMyo/TXP0E6XMDTI/AAAAAAAAEHA/nRbxZC3X_NM/s72-c/Copy+of+IMG_3541.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145273313340749944.post-5426650948168754718</id><published>2010-10-09T21:08:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T21:26:16.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pendaries and Salmon Raspberry Ranch, October 2010</title><content type='html'>We took a family vacation to Jeff and Alli's cabin in Pendaries. Scott and I were going to go up alone and play golf, but decided at the last minute to take Logan, Olive and Bunsen with us. We didn't play any golf, however we took a lot of walks on the golf course and then went to the Salmon Raspberry Ranch. On one of our walks, Logan found a golf ball...that was in plain site (I am not sure how the person who lost it didn't see it), however he and Scott washed it in the golf ball cleaner and dried it off. As we continued to walk, every time we came across a golf ball cleaner, Logan insisted on washing his ball! On our last day at the cabin on our way home, we took a 15 minute detour and drove up to the Raspberry Ranch where we had a great time. The raspberry bushes are the perfect size for little ones to pick at (even dogs too) and Logan and Olive had a great time eating raspberries. The raspberries were Olive's first real food (other than Gerber Puffs) and she did great! They were very ripe and perfect for her! I just had to be careful not to give her too many so she wouldn't get a tummy ache. After picking raspberries, we went to the little cafe and Logan had a PB&amp;amp;J (raspberry of course) sandwhich. We then all enjoyed a raspberry sundae and then headed back home! 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border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-h-0epATQoCc/TWshKS4PaOI/AAAAAAAAEFI/cpt5BsZwNgw/s1600/IMG_3238.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" l6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-h-0epATQoCc/TWshKS4PaOI/AAAAAAAAEFI/cpt5BsZwNgw/s320/IMG_3238.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4145273313340749944-5426650948168754718?l=mariastevens4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/feeds/5426650948168754718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4145273313340749944&amp;postID=5426650948168754718' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/5426650948168754718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/5426650948168754718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/2010/10/pendaries-and-salmon-raspberry-ranch.html' title='Pendaries and Salmon Raspberry Ranch, October 2010'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776308853312456505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SHjGdg_12lI/AAAAAAAAAZA/d2Jn1UEl_QU/S220/IMG_0865.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-6B_7sfQzV7g/TWsg7BIaf6I/AAAAAAAAEFE/HexhPB3fRLY/s72-c/IMG_3235.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145273313340749944.post-8865957654367657742</id><published>2010-09-15T15:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T15:40:46.325-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Best Friends</title><content type='html'>My kids are best friends and I love it!&amp;nbsp; They have so much fun playing together.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We flew to Mesa, Az, this past weekend for Scott's grandfather's funeral.&amp;nbsp; The kids were great on the plane and they had so much fun playing together in the hotel.&amp;nbsp; I even gave them a bath together...Logan thought it was the neatest thing.&amp;nbsp; I had never bathed them together, but it was so late that I didn't think either one could wait.&amp;nbsp; Here are some recent pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Olive was so tired after swimming she couldn't stay awake while I was getting her ready for bed.&amp;nbsp; It has been a LONG time since that has happened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/TJElsEkv3iI/AAAAAAAADZI/Lbn1pxuBR08/s1600/IMG_3178.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/TJElsEkv3iI/AAAAAAAADZI/Lbn1pxuBR08/s320/IMG_3178.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Here is Olive at the airport&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/TJEifgMqBNI/AAAAAAAADYg/ALrjKGFJ6xU/s1600/IMG_3139.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/TJEifgMqBNI/AAAAAAAADYg/ALrjKGFJ6xU/s320/IMG_3139.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Logan and Scott at the airport&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/TJElS0-qAoI/AAAAAAAADYo/4-7l7aGFckU/s1600/IMG_3143.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/TJElS0-qAoI/AAAAAAAADYo/4-7l7aGFckU/s320/IMG_3143.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Logan and Olive at the Observation Deck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/TJElZA94_sI/AAAAAAAADYw/DbpuSGtHFsY/s1600/IMG_3148.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/TJElZA94_sI/AAAAAAAADYw/DbpuSGtHFsY/s320/IMG_3148.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In the bath&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/TJElc39plqI/AAAAAAAADY4/2zy3tEqWQ5w/s1600/IMG_3167.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/TJElc39plqI/AAAAAAAADY4/2zy3tEqWQ5w/s320/IMG_3167.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Playing in the curtains...why are hotel room curtains so much fun?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/TFuBwCyzPwI/AAAAAAAADXc/heuU4WYbuc8/s1600/IMG_2811.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/TFuBwCyzPwI/AAAAAAAADXc/heuU4WYbuc8/s320/IMG_2811.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/TFuA3DbxmnI/AAAAAAAADXU/jIJR8AVWZh0/s1600/IMG_2859.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/TFuA3DbxmnI/AAAAAAAADXU/jIJR8AVWZh0/s320/IMG_2859.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/TFuAbsG88iI/AAAAAAAADXE/SL-odIiOPKk/s1600/IMG_2870.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/TFuAbsG88iI/AAAAAAAADXE/SL-odIiOPKk/s320/IMG_2870.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We have been having a very busy, but fun summer.&amp;nbsp; Olive turned eight months this week. I can't believe how fast the time flies.&amp;nbsp; She is such a joy and such a sweet heart.&amp;nbsp; She started crawling on Tuesday.&amp;nbsp; She is still pretty slow at getting around and prefers to scoot on her bottom more than crawl.&amp;nbsp; She loves Logan and wants to play with everything that he does.&amp;nbsp; Logan is getting pretty quick at saying "no, no, no, Olive, don't touch."&amp;nbsp; Poor kid, learning to share is such tough work.&amp;nbsp; He is pretty good at quickly finding a replacement toy for Olive, so she isn't interested in the one he is playing with.&amp;nbsp; This only works about half of the time though.&amp;nbsp; Olive is getting to that "object permeance" stage, where she remembers the toy she had after it has been taken away and she doesn't much like that.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; She is very loud and vocal.&amp;nbsp; She doesn't cry very much anymore, but is very good at letting us know that she needs some attention.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; She loves to eat baby food, and if you are too slow in giving it to her, she lets you know pretty quickly.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Taking her out to a restaurant is always so stressful because she spends most of the time squealing and screaming for more food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/TFuAgQsndaI/AAAAAAAADXM/um-KpeTi3uo/s1600/IMG_2881.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/TFuAgQsndaI/AAAAAAAADXM/um-KpeTi3uo/s320/IMG_2881.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Logan is growing so quickly too.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; He is getting really good at knowing his alphabet and spelling simple words with pictures.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; He can even spell his name.&amp;nbsp; Although, sometimes after he spells L.O.G.A.N,and I ask him what that spells he will say "me."&amp;nbsp; I am not sure if he does this just to tease me, or if he forgets that those letters actually spell Logan.&amp;nbsp; He points out all of the letters that he sees when we go places and can recognize all 26 letters.&amp;nbsp; He can also count to 12.&amp;nbsp; Logan loves to watch "Wheel of Fortune" and can point out how many of each letter is on the board.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I am so lucky to have such wonderful children!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4145273313340749944-5524422578339882937?l=mariastevens4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/feeds/5524422578339882937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4145273313340749944&amp;postID=5524422578339882937' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/5524422578339882937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/5524422578339882937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/2010/08/busy.html' title='Busy'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776308853312456505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SHjGdg_12lI/AAAAAAAAAZA/d2Jn1UEl_QU/S220/IMG_0865.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/TFuBwCyzPwI/AAAAAAAADXc/heuU4WYbuc8/s72-c/IMG_2811.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145273313340749944.post-740475875827274844</id><published>2010-06-25T16:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T16:17:56.236-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What is going on?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/TCUqrHHn9RI/AAAAAAAADQY/HQI0h-ixdB4/s1600/IMG_2709.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/TCUqrHHn9RI/AAAAAAAADQY/HQI0h-ixdB4/s320/IMG_2709.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/TCUqDCqQ9KI/AAAAAAAADP4/p3gq5EBOpak/s1600/IMG_2737.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/TCUqDCqQ9KI/AAAAAAAADP4/p3gq5EBOpak/s320/IMG_2737.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/TCUqIJkAh1I/AAAAAAAADQA/lYt6UW4Pa64/s1600/IMG_2559.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/TCUqIJkAh1I/AAAAAAAADQA/lYt6UW4Pa64/s320/IMG_2559.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/TCUqR-n3QrI/AAAAAAAADQI/Vwrp3OpuQSE/s1600/IMG_2621.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/TCUqR-n3QrI/AAAAAAAADQI/Vwrp3OpuQSE/s320/IMG_2621.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/TCUqnkjBrNI/AAAAAAAADQQ/kn2YRnGdn7Y/s1600/IMG_2694.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/TCUqnkjBrNI/AAAAAAAADQQ/kn2YRnGdn7Y/s320/IMG_2694.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Life in the Stevens' household has been very busy lately.&amp;nbsp; I am not sure I can tell you what we have been up to...it seems like the days go by so fast, but we never really do anything.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Logan has really been loving the Zoo, we try to go every other Friday when I am off of work.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; His favorite animal is the Peacock, and our Zoo has several which is very nice.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Olive is growing fast and it makes me so sad.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; She is almost 7 months and getting so big.&amp;nbsp; She has started "talking" and it seems like she is never quiet now.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; She loves to eat baby food, and I actually let her feed her self (something I never did with Logan).&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; She can get up on all fours and rock back and fourth...which is amazing to me because Logan didn't do this until he was about 9 months old.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; She is sleeping well, from about 7:30-7:00 with one feeding around mid-night.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; My babies are such joy and such a blessing.&amp;nbsp; They remind me everyday that there is good in the World!&amp;nbsp; Just last night Logan told me that he loves me, which melted my heart.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; He loves his stuffed animals and likes to "change diapers" and "put them to bed."&amp;nbsp; Every night as he puts them to bed, he tells them "night, night, sleep well and sleep late."&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4145273313340749944-740475875827274844?l=mariastevens4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/feeds/740475875827274844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4145273313340749944&amp;postID=740475875827274844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/740475875827274844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/740475875827274844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/2010/06/what-is-going-on.html' title='What is going on?'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776308853312456505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SHjGdg_12lI/AAAAAAAAAZA/d2Jn1UEl_QU/S220/IMG_0865.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/TCUqrHHn9RI/AAAAAAAADQY/HQI0h-ixdB4/s72-c/IMG_2709.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145273313340749944.post-8672403223889652178</id><published>2010-04-25T08:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T08:55:41.691-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay for Sleep!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/S9RXcfywDhI/AAAAAAAADNw/7ee7TMdpCgw/s1600/IMG_2198.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/S9RXcfywDhI/AAAAAAAADNw/7ee7TMdpCgw/s320/IMG_2198.JPG" tt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Thursday night we "sleep trained" Olive, which was so hard and sad. She spent most of the night up crying trying to figure out how to sleep. I kept checking on her every 5-15 minutes to remind her that she was okay. Well on Friday night, Olive slept from 8:00 (she only took three minutes to fall asleep) till 11:00 when I woke up her to feed her, then I put her down and she put her self back to sleep and she slept until 3:30 when I fed her again and then she slept till 8:00 am. Last night she had a tougher time falling asleep, but slept from 8:15 until 12:30 when I fed her and then she slept until 8:00 am this morning! Yay, Olive! The only problem is, she is sleeping on her belly. I try to flip her over, but she wakes up only minutes later and flips herself back on to her tummy. Which worries me, and makes me not sleep so well because I am always checking on her. I do kind of miss her cuddling with me all night, but am excited about finally being able to get some real sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4145273313340749944-8672403223889652178?l=mariastevens4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/feeds/8672403223889652178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4145273313340749944&amp;postID=8672403223889652178' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/8672403223889652178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/8672403223889652178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/2010/04/yay-for-sleep.html' title='Yay for Sleep!'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776308853312456505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SHjGdg_12lI/AAAAAAAAAZA/d2Jn1UEl_QU/S220/IMG_0865.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/S9RXcfywDhI/AAAAAAAADNw/7ee7TMdpCgw/s72-c/IMG_2198.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145273313340749944.post-5463701824690909768</id><published>2010-04-25T08:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T08:46:25.278-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Logan!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smilebox.com/play/4d5459794f544d314d6a513d0d0a&amp;blogview=true&amp;campaign=blog_playback_link" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img width="386" height="303" alt="Click to play this Smilebox slideshow: Logan is Two" src="http://www.smilebox.com/snap/4d5459794f544d314d6a513d0d0a.jpg" style="border: medium none ;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smilebox.com/?partner=commissionjunction&amp;campaign=blog_snapshot" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img width="386" height="46" alt="Create your own slideshow - Powered by Smilebox" src="http://www.smilebox.com/globalImages/blogInstructions/blogLogoSmileboxSmall.gif" style="border: medium none ;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;Make your own &lt;a href="http://www.smilebox.com/all/slideshows/index.html" target="_blank"&gt;slideshow design&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logan turned two on Monday the 19th!  He is such a good, happy and goofy boy!   I can't believe he has only been with us for two years.  He is such a joy and a blessing!  He loves his little sister, his puppy and to play outside.  For his two year check up he weighed in at 27.4 lbs and 34 3/4 inches.  Still tall and skinny.  We are looking forward to having a healthy boy, so we can see what Logan really acts like as a two year old.  Since March 10th, he has had a cold,a stomach flu,another cold, an ear infection, an allergic reaction to amoxicillan (which by the way was the scariest/sadest thing I have yet to see with him), three days of health (last Sunday thru Tuesday) then a cold (well that's what we thought it was) and was diagnosed with Strep Throat just yesterday (sorry Amber, we didn't spread the puke bug, but you may have to deal with Strep, but we didn't touch anything at your house, so hopefully you guys are safe.)  Needless to say, we have watched a lot of "Nemo" over the last few weeks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4145273313340749944-5463701824690909768?l=mariastevens4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/feeds/5463701824690909768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4145273313340749944&amp;postID=5463701824690909768' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/5463701824690909768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/5463701824690909768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/2010/04/happy-birthday-logan.html' title='Happy Birthday Logan!'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776308853312456505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SHjGdg_12lI/AAAAAAAAAZA/d2Jn1UEl_QU/S220/IMG_0865.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145273313340749944.post-2044898201189827596</id><published>2010-03-26T14:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T14:56:09.483-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Firsts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/S60fY1_Sy7I/AAAAAAAADHo/8wUTwfL_z7c/s1600/IMG_2023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/S60fY1_Sy7I/AAAAAAAADHo/8wUTwfL_z7c/s320/IMG_2023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first time (in 23 months) last Sunday when I got in the shower, Logan didn't scream bloody murder or insist on being in the shower with me!   He just looked at me, and then went about talking to his daddy!  I was so excited.   Olive finally giggled at me last week also.   And, I am happy to say she put herself back to sleep after she woke up after a very short nap today.  It is crazy, it seems like she has regressed in her sleeping habbits.  At two months old, she was sleeping for about 4-5 hours straight at night, it seems like in the last three weeks (as soon as I went back to work, go figure) she started only sleeping for about 1-2 hours straight and then wakes up and can't go back to sleep unless she was nursed or rocked.   Well, last night after she went to bed at 7:30, woke up at 9:00, 10:00 and 10:30, I fed her and then put her back in her crib at 11:30 where she screamed for 15 minutes before falling asleep.  I know it probably makes me a bad mom to leave my nearly four month old baby to cry herself to sleep, but I was exhausted and really at the end of my rope in trying different ways to get her sleep more.   Anyway, she cried herself to sleep and then woke up at 12:30,when she cried herself to sleep in about 8 minutes.  When she woke up at 1:30 I moved her into my bed and we nursed and slept together as usual until I had to get up this morning.   At 10:45 this morning I put her down for her nap, she woke up at 11:14 and I left her in her crib because she was talking and happy.  She started to fuss around 11:21, so I got up (I was napping too) went to the potty and then went in her room to get her.  When I got into her room she was sound asleep!  Yay!   Maybe she is learning how to put herself to sleep.  I sure hope so!   I can't function on 2-3 hours of sleep each night for much longer!   If any one has some other suggestions (beside crying) I would love to hear them! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4145273313340749944-2044898201189827596?l=mariastevens4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/feeds/2044898201189827596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4145273313340749944&amp;postID=2044898201189827596' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/2044898201189827596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/2044898201189827596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/2010/03/firsts.html' title='Firsts'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776308853312456505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SHjGdg_12lI/AAAAAAAAAZA/d2Jn1UEl_QU/S220/IMG_0865.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/S60fY1_Sy7I/AAAAAAAADHo/8wUTwfL_z7c/s72-c/IMG_2023.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145273313340749944.post-5997396264019952265</id><published>2010-03-03T15:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T15:46:10.355-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3 months old!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/S47fI-zA_PI/AAAAAAAADGM/r1pE4FcydpA/s1600-h/IMG_1973.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/S47fI-zA_PI/AAAAAAAADGM/r1pE4FcydpA/s320/IMG_1973.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Olive is three months today!  I cannot believe how time flies, and can't  believe I have to go back to work next week.  I am really going to miss  my kiddos and am really going to be tired.  An update on Olive:  she  has slept more than four hours in a row twice.  The first night we got  home from the hospital we both passed out and slept for 7 hours before I  woke up and remembered I was supposed to wake her up to feed her.  Two  weeks ago she slept from 9:30 to 4:45 straight!  I was hoping it was a  sign of things to come.  Not so...ever since then she has been sleeping  for about 3 1/2 hours when I first put her to bed and then about 45  minutes to 1 1/2 hours after that until 7:30 when she decides she can't  stay in the bed any longer.   Just this morning she woke up at 4:45 and  wouldn't go back to sleep, so I laid her in her bassinet where she coo'd  and blew raspberries at herself for almost an hour before getting  fussy...too bad I can't sleep through that!  She naps really well, which  is great.   I don't think Logan took a nap where someone wasn't holding  him until he was close to 6 months.  I have yet to hear her giggle at  me, although she smiles, coos and squeals all of the time! She loves her  big brother and daddy and can out scream/cry any baby I have heard.  At  first I thought she was a really easy going baby, now I think maybe she  cries more than Logan did (which was A LOT.)   But that probably has  something to do with the fact that I can't soothe her right away when  she is upset...I have to tend to Logan too.  At her two month check up  she weighed in at 11 lbs 4 oz and 23 inches.  For comparison Logan was  11 lbs 4 oz and 24 inches at his two month check up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/S47ffu7s0eI/AAAAAAAADGU/D3bW-19BljA/s1600-h/IMG_1980.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/S47ffu7s0eI/AAAAAAAADGU/D3bW-19BljA/s320/IMG_1980.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And here is Logan before we went to the zoo today! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#ffffff" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://smilebox.com/play/4d54557a4e5459344d6a513d0d0a&amp;amp;blogview=true&amp;amp;campaign=blog_playback_link" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Click to play this Smilebox slideshow: Olive, 3 months" height="303" src="http://smilebox.com/snap/4d54557a4e5459344d6a513d0d0a.jpg" style="border: medium none;" width="386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smilebox.com/?partner=commissionjunction&amp;amp;campaign=blog_snapshot" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Create your own slideshow - Powered by Smilebox" height="46" src="http://www.smilebox.com/globalImages/blogInstructions/blogLogoSmileboxSmall.gif" style="border: medium none;" width="386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;This &lt;a href="http://www.smilebox.com/slideshows" target="_blank"&gt;free slideshow&lt;/a&gt; generated with Smilebox&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img align="middle" alt="Posted by Picasa" border="0" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 50% transparent; border: 0px none; padding: 0px;" /&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/4145273313340749944-5997396264019952265?l=mariastevens4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/feeds/5997396264019952265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4145273313340749944&amp;postID=5997396264019952265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/5997396264019952265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/5997396264019952265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/2010/03/3-months-old.html' title='3 months old!'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776308853312456505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SHjGdg_12lI/AAAAAAAAAZA/d2Jn1UEl_QU/S220/IMG_0865.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/S47fI-zA_PI/AAAAAAAADGM/r1pE4FcydpA/s72-c/IMG_1973.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145273313340749944.post-3558968854090938978</id><published>2010-02-04T16:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T16:54:59.684-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I have learned...</title><content type='html'>while taking a road trip with two under two and a dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) The dog is the easiest to get along with and makes the least demands.  Always take the dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/S2tYKovAZVI/AAAAAAAACmA/1_afIn5ojKY/s1600-h/IMG_1831.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/S2tYKovAZVI/AAAAAAAACmA/1_afIn5ojKY/s320/IMG_1831.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;2) When the weather man forecasts "flooding" while driving through Arizona, listen to him.  Otherwise you might end up hitting a rock while driving on a flooded road (with rock slides) have a blow out in torrential rain and have to change a tire in the dark, cold, wet conditions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) In case you need to change a tire in cold, wet, torrential down pours in the dark, before packing a van with two car seats, a boat load of stuff, a dog and two adults, check to see where you access the spare tire and jack and then don't pack stuff there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)  Verify that your vehicle can store a full size flat tire in the spare compartment, if it can't, don't pack the van so full that you have no room for a flat tire and have flashlight in your car at all times (seems like common sense, right?)&amp;nbsp; (don't have any pictures of the above adventure)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)  Hotel rooms are a ton of fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/S2tXvCnPaKI/AAAAAAAAClY/2uRVGhMrwU0/s1600-h/IMG_1767.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/S2tXvCnPaKI/AAAAAAAAClY/2uRVGhMrwU0/s320/IMG_1767.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6)  Cousins are great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/S2tX0_TFp3I/AAAAAAAAClg/7Dhc-wQpFPU/s1600-h/IMG_1786.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/S2tX0_TFp3I/AAAAAAAAClg/7Dhc-wQpFPU/s320/IMG_1786.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) California traffic SUCKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) 30 year olds can still have a ton of fun on huge roller coasters!&amp;nbsp; And two month olds are content to do anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/S2tYcZl9QlI/AAAAAAAACmQ/At4Brm47bi0/s1600-h/IMG_1849.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/S2tYcZl9QlI/AAAAAAAACmQ/At4Brm47bi0/s320/IMG_1849.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9)  If you take a ~2 year old on a carousel, force him to eat lunch when he doesn't really want to, he may just puke.  I guess it is not a big deal when you are at Magic Mountain...they are used to that stuff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/S2tX4tYledI/AAAAAAAAClo/nE7dzRng-gk/s1600-h/IMG_1847.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/S2tX4tYledI/AAAAAAAAClo/nE7dzRng-gk/s320/IMG_1847.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/S2tYTIA0JZI/AAAAAAAACmI/TcVheyVbPrI/s1600-h/IMG_1857.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/S2tYTIA0JZI/AAAAAAAACmI/TcVheyVbPrI/s320/IMG_1857.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Sand feels funny to little feet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/S2tXpJZFOYI/AAAAAAAAClQ/m6aLuCh5yHQ/s1600-h/IMG_1768.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/S2tXpJZFOYI/AAAAAAAAClQ/m6aLuCh5yHQ/s320/IMG_1768.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/S2tX-p-tiFI/AAAAAAAAClw/CYJrh8E2s0M/s1600-h/IMG_1809.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/S2tX-p-tiFI/AAAAAAAAClw/CYJrh8E2s0M/s320/IMG_1809.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/S2tYD7N-p6I/AAAAAAAACl4/MRld-1c5g14/s1600-h/IMG_1819.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/S2tYD7N-p6I/AAAAAAAACl4/MRld-1c5g14/s320/IMG_1819.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/4145273313340749944-3558968854090938978?l=mariastevens4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/feeds/3558968854090938978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4145273313340749944&amp;postID=3558968854090938978' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/3558968854090938978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/3558968854090938978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/2010/02/things-i-have-learned.html' title='Things I have learned...'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776308853312456505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SHjGdg_12lI/AAAAAAAAAZA/d2Jn1UEl_QU/S220/IMG_0865.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/S2tYKovAZVI/AAAAAAAACmA/1_afIn5ojKY/s72-c/IMG_1831.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145273313340749944.post-5307006813243348622</id><published>2010-01-03T17:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T17:08:25.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Month</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/S0Ew7wc9M4I/AAAAAAAACSM/9MWSXfiS4IY/s1600-h/IMG_1682.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/S0Ew7wc9M4I/AAAAAAAACSM/9MWSXfiS4IY/s320/IMG_1682.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our baby Olive is one month old today.  I can't believe how time flies!   Although it does feel like she has been in our lives forever.   She is such a good, sweet baby.  Just yesterday she started opening her mouth really wide and trying to smile when I talk to her.  She is sleeping from about 9:30-1:30 each night (in her own bed might I add) and it is amazing what four hours of straight sleep without a newborn in the bed can do for a woman's mood!   We have all adjusted really well to the newest addition!   Logan continues to give her kisses every chance he gets.  He has also tried to give her a bottle (pretend baby bottle), put her binki back in her mouth, brush her teeth, and give her drinks of milk from the pretend milk bottle that came with "Elmo's restaurant."  Another thing that Olive does it put herself to sleep.  When she is sleepy during the day she will just drift off, no matter where she is.  She doesn't scream bloody murder in the car seat and doesn't have to be held all day.  I am amazed at how two kids from the same parents can be so different!  I gave her bath on Thursday morning and when I rinsed her head, all of the hair on top of her head went out with the bath water.  I wonder what color it will be when it grows back!&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4145273313340749944-5307006813243348622?l=mariastevens4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/feeds/5307006813243348622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4145273313340749944&amp;postID=5307006813243348622' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/5307006813243348622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/5307006813243348622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/2010/01/one-month.html' title='One Month'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776308853312456505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SHjGdg_12lI/AAAAAAAAAZA/d2Jn1UEl_QU/S220/IMG_0865.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/S0Ew7wc9M4I/AAAAAAAACSM/9MWSXfiS4IY/s72-c/IMG_1682.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145273313340749944.post-1348622657684555939</id><published>2010-01-03T16:25:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T17:00:08.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/S0En5XfCoyI/AAAAAAAACSE/OaLyvjX-2Eg/s1600-h/IMG_1653.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/S0En5XfCoyI/AAAAAAAACSE/OaLyvjX-2Eg/s320/IMG_1653.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422659292841026338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/S0En5AFISCI/AAAAAAAACR8/_6HVy7RxgrI/s1600-h/IMG_1630.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/S0En5AFISCI/AAAAAAAACR8/_6HVy7RxgrI/s320/IMG_1630.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422659286558328866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/S0EngmsoERI/AAAAAAAACR0/5PkzYHgsLNw/s1600-h/IMG_1635.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/S0EngmsoERI/AAAAAAAACR0/5PkzYHgsLNw/s320/IMG_1635.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a wonderful Christmas at the Stevens' household.  I was a little worried that Santa wouldn't find us because we did not have any out door lights, but he did find us and Logan got a ton of presents.  Our house no longer looks like adults live here.  We had someone come over to measure for a custom gate for the stairs when no one was home.  When she talked to Scott later, she asked him "just how many kids do you have?"  She thought we had at least four due to all of the toys.  Two of his favorite gifts are a tent and tunnel set and an "Elmo's Restaurant."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4145273313340749944-1348622657684555939?l=mariastevens4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/feeds/1348622657684555939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4145273313340749944&amp;postID=1348622657684555939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/1348622657684555939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/1348622657684555939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/2010/01/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776308853312456505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SHjGdg_12lI/AAAAAAAAAZA/d2Jn1UEl_QU/S220/IMG_0865.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/S0En5XfCoyI/AAAAAAAACSE/OaLyvjX-2Eg/s72-c/IMG_1653.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145273313340749944.post-778769339051417362</id><published>2009-12-23T08:46:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T16:18:42.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Related?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SzI74tMl3mI/AAAAAAAACLU/wVkNwvMq49w/s1600-h/IMG_1597.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SzI74tMl3mI/AAAAAAAACLU/wVkNwvMq49w/s320/IMG_1597.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418459147071250018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SzI7cExCxNI/AAAAAAAACLM/equXjnDyZp4/s1600-h/IMG_0727.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SzI7cExCxNI/AAAAAAAACLM/equXjnDyZp4/s320/IMG_0727.jpg' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These pictures were both taken at the around the same time ~ 3 weeks.   I think my kiddos look a lot a like, but different too! I love these two!  I wouldn't trade them for anything...not even a full night of sleep!   Happy Holidays everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4145273313340749944-778769339051417362?l=mariastevens4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/feeds/778769339051417362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4145273313340749944&amp;postID=778769339051417362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/778769339051417362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/778769339051417362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/2009/12/related.html' title='Related?'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776308853312456505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SHjGdg_12lI/AAAAAAAAAZA/d2Jn1UEl_QU/S220/IMG_0865.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SzI74tMl3mI/AAAAAAAACLU/wVkNwvMq49w/s72-c/IMG_1597.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145273313340749944.post-8538910182113619935</id><published>2009-12-07T12:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T12:54:52.329-07:00</updated><title type='text'>She is here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/Sx1di4u6WTI/AAAAAAAACHM/LQYuW758F4Y/s1600-h/IMG_1567.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/Sx1di4u6WTI/AAAAAAAACHM/LQYuW758F4Y/s320/IMG_1567.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our little Olive made her big appearance on December 3, 2009.   My labor was very short and I am feeling great.  Logan loves the "babeee."  He loves to give her kisses and remind me when she is crying!   Olive was 6 lbs 10 oz. and 19 1/2 inches long.   Welcome baby girl!&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4145273313340749944-8538910182113619935?l=mariastevens4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/feeds/8538910182113619935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4145273313340749944&amp;postID=8538910182113619935' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/8538910182113619935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/8538910182113619935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/2009/12/she-is-here.html' title='She is here!'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776308853312456505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SHjGdg_12lI/AAAAAAAAAZA/d2Jn1UEl_QU/S220/IMG_0865.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/Sx1di4u6WTI/AAAAAAAACHM/LQYuW758F4Y/s72-c/IMG_1567.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145273313340749944.post-8183880020239132237</id><published>2009-11-01T12:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T12:52:47.089-07:00</updated><title type='text'>18 Months</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/Su3mYo7-lLI/AAAAAAAACBU/UegbAEAoSHs/s1600-h/IMG_1502.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/Su3mYo7-lLI/AAAAAAAACBU/UegbAEAoSHs/s320/IMG_1502.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logan turned 18 months in October and is gettng to be such a big boy.  He loves to play outside and go down his slide all by himself.  He loves his doggies and his favorite food is blue berries.  He loves to make messes by empting out my cabinets and rearranging the food in the refridgerator.  He likes to help me vacuum(which isn't much help), and really enjoys "Mighty Mates" (generic lucky charms), although he really only likes the marshmellows! He had is 18 month check up on the 31st and weighed in at 24.8 lbs and is 34 inches long.  Still tall and skinny.    He is still quite the "momma's boy" and I fear he is going to have a hard time adjusting to his baby sister Olive when she arrives.   He has started to get really jealous lately when I talk to Scott, let alone give him a hug or hold his hand.   Life has been really busy lately in the Stevens' household.   I have updated our pictures online, check them out (the link is to the right).&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/Su3mY_cTmgI/AAAAAAAACBc/lhsaMqV0UNs/s1600-h/IMG_1509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/Su3mY_cTmgI/AAAAAAAACBc/lhsaMqV0UNs/s320/IMG_1509.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4145273313340749944-8183880020239132237?l=mariastevens4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/feeds/8183880020239132237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4145273313340749944&amp;postID=8183880020239132237' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/8183880020239132237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/8183880020239132237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/2009/11/18-months.html' title='18 Months'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776308853312456505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SHjGdg_12lI/AAAAAAAAAZA/d2Jn1UEl_QU/S220/IMG_0865.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/Su3mYo7-lLI/AAAAAAAACBU/UegbAEAoSHs/s72-c/IMG_1502.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145273313340749944.post-8481619978665618250</id><published>2009-11-01T12:31:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T12:36:15.737-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pumkin Patch</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/Su3ikpyQklI/AAAAAAAACBM/PCwoVUKQCm4/s1600-h/IMG_1495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/Su3ikpyQklI/AAAAAAAACBM/PCwoVUKQCm4/s320/IMG_1495.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399220647606915666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We took Logan to the pumpkin patch for the first time this year.  He had a really good time.   He enjoyed playing in the corn box (sand box with corn instead of sand) and really liked looking at the "Quack quacks."   We also got to take a hay ride to the pumpkin patch where he picked out his very own pumpkin.  Although he wasn't a fan of all of the stickers in the pumpkin patch, I would say it was a good day over-all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/Su3iI2Phx-I/AAAAAAAACBE/4pA9i2XlX7A/s320/IMG_1488.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4145273313340749944-8481619978665618250?l=mariastevens4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/feeds/8481619978665618250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4145273313340749944&amp;postID=8481619978665618250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/8481619978665618250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/8481619978665618250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/2009/11/pumkin-patch.html' title='Pumkin Patch'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776308853312456505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SHjGdg_12lI/AAAAAAAAAZA/d2Jn1UEl_QU/S220/IMG_0865.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/Su3ikpyQklI/AAAAAAAACBM/PCwoVUKQCm4/s72-c/IMG_1495.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145273313340749944.post-461281587788046184</id><published>2009-08-22T20:55:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T20:56:32.304-06:00</updated><title type='text'>And then there were three...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SpCvwN1PDOI/AAAAAAAAB_E/ZMo8jmBWCfU/s1600-h/IMG_1428.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SpCvwN1PDOI/AAAAAAAAB_E/ZMo8jmBWCfU/s320/IMG_1428.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or, as Scott calls it "a farm."  Here is how it happened.  Logan has recently been going to bed with a "puppy."  I gave him it to him in hopes he would get attached and give up the binky.   Well, one day the puppy got really dirty and needed a bath.  In came "puppy number two."  I gave Logan both puppies during one nap that way he could get used to number two while still having number one (number two is slightly different in colors and a bit smaller).   So now, Logan can't sleep without number one AND number two.   Then one night before bed, I saw that number two had a small rip and the stuffing was going to come out, so rather than risk Logan eating the stuffing, I gave him a stuffed lamb (I was fresh out of puppies) and puppy number one.   The next morning, when Logan saw a mended puppy number two he decided that he had to have all three...Number One, Number Two and the Lamb.  Needless to say, puppy number one has yet to have a bath and he still won't give up the binky!   So much for my good intentions!&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4145273313340749944-461281587788046184?l=mariastevens4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/feeds/461281587788046184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4145273313340749944&amp;postID=461281587788046184' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/461281587788046184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/461281587788046184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/2009/08/and-then-there-were-three.html' title='And then there were three...'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776308853312456505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SHjGdg_12lI/AAAAAAAAAZA/d2Jn1UEl_QU/S220/IMG_0865.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SpCvwN1PDOI/AAAAAAAAB_E/ZMo8jmBWCfU/s72-c/IMG_1428.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145273313340749944.post-3237272369549692110</id><published>2009-08-22T20:48:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T20:57:58.063-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinner Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SpCuO66MF8I/AAAAAAAAB-8/xZ3LQCTGhKg/s1600-h/IMG_1427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SpCuO66MF8I/AAAAAAAAB-8/xZ3LQCTGhKg/s320/IMG_1427.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372985926807721922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SpCuFY48qpI/AAAAAAAAB-0/ZLU939RdrbM/s1600-h/IMG_1426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SpCuFY48qpI/AAAAAAAAB-0/ZLU939RdrbM/s320/IMG_1426.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;I finally did it...I let Logan try to feed himself.  He made a mess.  I had a hard time watching and trying to keep my hands to myself.  I wanted to jump in and help, he eventually gave up the spoon and just started using his fingers.   I figure he needs to be able to feed himself by the time Olive gets here since I only have two hands!   And surprise, surprise, he actually eats more when I let him take control.   He just has to have a bath every night after dinner...oh and in case you were wondering, I have since discovered that when a 15 month old is feeding themselves, they really should have on a bib or no clothes at all.&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4145273313340749944-3237272369549692110?l=mariastevens4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/feeds/3237272369549692110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4145273313340749944&amp;postID=3237272369549692110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/3237272369549692110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/3237272369549692110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/2009/08/dinner-time.html' title='Dinner Time'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776308853312456505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SHjGdg_12lI/AAAAAAAAAZA/d2Jn1UEl_QU/S220/IMG_0865.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SpCuO66MF8I/AAAAAAAAB-8/xZ3LQCTGhKg/s72-c/IMG_1427.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145273313340749944.post-3162381990287153515</id><published>2009-08-22T20:41:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T20:45:05.685-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Frisbee at the Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SpCsVhf617I/AAAAAAAAB-U/kIIegqkH1O0/s1600-h/IMG_1418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SpCsVhf617I/AAAAAAAAB-U/kIIegqkH1O0/s320/IMG_1418.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SpCs2ZYCVII/AAAAAAAAB-k/ZMyet9li2TE/s1600-h/IMG_1415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SpCs2ZYCVII/AAAAAAAAB-k/ZMyet9li2TE/s320/IMG_1415.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372984405977617538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SpCs1w8LRLI/AAAAAAAAB-c/QC5bLoy-7G0/s1600-h/IMG_1414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SpCs1w8LRLI/AAAAAAAAB-c/QC5bLoy-7G0/s320/IMG_1414.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372984395123344562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logan loves to be outside, especially now that he can walk.   Every time we put his shoes on him he thinks he is going out side.  And if he isn't done when you bring him inside, believe me you will get an earful!   Logan is much fun lately, he has turned into a crazy little boy who can't sit still for one moment.  Although, I will say he discovered the T.V and cartoons this last week.  It is amazing how tuned out he can be.  Kind of scary, but at the same time it is nice to have something to distract him with sometimes...Am I a bad mom for admitting that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SpCs28qN0WI/AAAAAAAAB-s/MbgQXWR34gE/s1600-h/IMG_1416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SpCs28qN0WI/AAAAAAAAB-s/MbgQXWR34gE/s320/IMG_1416.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372984415449108834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4145273313340749944-3162381990287153515?l=mariastevens4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/feeds/3162381990287153515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4145273313340749944&amp;postID=3162381990287153515' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/3162381990287153515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/3162381990287153515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/2009/08/frisbee-at-park.html' title='Frisbee at the Park'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776308853312456505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SHjGdg_12lI/AAAAAAAAAZA/d2Jn1UEl_QU/S220/IMG_0865.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SpCsVhf617I/AAAAAAAAB-U/kIIegqkH1O0/s72-c/IMG_1418.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145273313340749944.post-4305807125812090955</id><published>2009-07-08T20:03:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T20:38:29.635-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SlVQCj9wZ2I/AAAAAAAAB90/G6ekIiiqajw/s1600-h/MVI_1394.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;We have a walker in the house.  Just one and a half weeks shy of 15 months, Logan has decided that walking is fun.  Now, he just needs to master it in the next 4 1/2 months so I don't have to carry TWO babies around!   Go Logan!&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-d143f697e0c566d6" 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://v10.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd143f697e0c566d6%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329868310%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1D1C11014A69C6F8C2F54900E7E89EF0C63B1905.59B7760176223392D23C5BE4A34232995EA63E1D%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd143f697e0c566d6%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DonsIRKQhQrsUAZW8XhSrHWNUwaE&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://v10.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd143f697e0c566d6%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329868310%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1D1C11014A69C6F8C2F54900E7E89EF0C63B1905.59B7760176223392D23C5BE4A34232995EA63E1D%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd143f697e0c566d6%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DonsIRKQhQrsUAZW8XhSrHWNUwaE&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/4145273313340749944-4305807125812090955?l=mariastevens4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=d143f697e0c566d6&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/feeds/4305807125812090955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4145273313340749944&amp;postID=4305807125812090955' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/4305807125812090955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/4305807125812090955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/2009/07/finally.html' title='Finally!'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776308853312456505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SHjGdg_12lI/AAAAAAAAAZA/d2Jn1UEl_QU/S220/IMG_0865.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145273313340749944.post-3335703824665405881</id><published>2009-07-08T18:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T18:33:36.979-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Broken...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SlU63mfT02I/AAAAAAAAB9M/YJ-Fv_GuB-E/s1600-h/IMG_1392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SlU63mfT02I/AAAAAAAAB9M/YJ-Fv_GuB-E/s320/IMG_1392.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SlU638zVVTI/AAAAAAAAB9U/ZXhvwmnUl4k/s1600-h/IMG_1393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SlU638zVVTI/AAAAAAAAB9U/ZXhvwmnUl4k/s320/IMG_1393.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;tooth.  Yesterday Logan decided to introduce his two front teeth to the porcelain kitchen floor tile.  The tile hand a stronger hand shake and his right front tooth didn't make it out alive.  Well...according to the dentist it is alive, just broken.   He was at Grandma's house and the report is that he didn't even cry or seem to notice that a quarter of his tooth is missing.   It breaks my heart that he doesn't have two big buck teeth anymore.  The detist says we won't know if he will need a root canal until another six weeks when he goes back for an x-ray.  I guess he will have a funky smile for the next six years.  Oh well, I still think he is super cute.&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4145273313340749944-3335703824665405881?l=mariastevens4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/feeds/3335703824665405881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4145273313340749944&amp;postID=3335703824665405881' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/3335703824665405881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/3335703824665405881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/2009/07/broken.html' title='Broken...'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776308853312456505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SHjGdg_12lI/AAAAAAAAAZA/d2Jn1UEl_QU/S220/IMG_0865.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SlU63mfT02I/AAAAAAAAB9M/YJ-Fv_GuB-E/s72-c/IMG_1392.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145273313340749944.post-5027285619675931458</id><published>2009-07-07T18:02:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T18:05:26.096-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Dog Door!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SlPiGeW6qnI/AAAAAAAAB8A/_tC8OkOpnuY/s1600-h/IMG_1375.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SlPiGeW6qnI/AAAAAAAAB8A/_tC8OkOpnuY/s320/IMG_1375.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was wondering how long it would take before Logan discovered the doggy door.  Well, today as I was cleaning the mud room he found it.   Not only did he find the door, but he decided to help me clean by putting random stuff through the dog door.   He is such a good helper!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SlPilHNTVsI/AAAAAAAAB8I/TXXHorUyCnQ/s1600-h/IMG_1376.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SlPilHNTVsI/AAAAAAAAB8I/TXXHorUyCnQ/s320/IMG_1376.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355873509091530434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                      "}| (Looking through the dog door)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4145273313340749944-5027285619675931458?l=mariastevens4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/feeds/5027285619675931458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4145273313340749944&amp;postID=5027285619675931458' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/5027285619675931458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/5027285619675931458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/2009/07/dog-door.html' title='The Dog Door!'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776308853312456505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SHjGdg_12lI/AAAAAAAAAZA/d2Jn1UEl_QU/S220/IMG_0865.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SlPiGeW6qnI/AAAAAAAAB8A/_tC8OkOpnuY/s72-c/IMG_1375.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145273313340749944.post-4331059314514488480</id><published>2009-06-24T20:05:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T20:09:59.965-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures</title><content type='html'>I know I have gotten really bad about updating my blog, however I did upload our online pictures.  If you want to check them out here is the link! http://picasaweb.google.com/maria.stevens4&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4145273313340749944-4331059314514488480?l=mariastevens4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/feeds/4331059314514488480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4145273313340749944&amp;postID=4331059314514488480' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/4331059314514488480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/4331059314514488480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/2009/06/pictures.html' title='Pictures'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776308853312456505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SHjGdg_12lI/AAAAAAAAAZA/d2Jn1UEl_QU/S220/IMG_0865.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145273313340749944.post-198481219952960607</id><published>2009-06-14T19:50:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T20:05:22.213-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Anniversary number three.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SkLbSnBIhxI/AAAAAAAABro/8OXOUDQhgo0/s1600-h/Logan+2009+135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SkLbSnBIhxI/AAAAAAAABro/8OXOUDQhgo0/s320/Logan+2009+135.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351080420027434770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scott and I will celebrate our 3rd anniversary on Tuesday the 16th of June.  To celebrate we took a trip to San Diego this past weekend.   We had so much fun, although it was hard to leave Logan behind.  He stayed with my mom one night and with Scott's mom one night.   I don't think he even knew we were gone.   In San Diego Scott and I rented a Lamborghini and had so much fun driving a car that goes waaaaay too fast.  Scott didn't know about the Lamborghini until we walked into the rental company that had brochure for "Luxury Car Rentals" and the guy at the desk asked me if we were there to "pick up the Lamborghini."  I was so proud of my self for keeping my mouth shut for two whole weeks while I planned the rental.  Our hotel was right on the beach which was awesome.  We also went to the zoo, hung out on Coronado island and walked the beach.  We had so much fun.  Thank you Sarah and Mark for entertaining us all weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4145273313340749944-198481219952960607?l=mariastevens4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/feeds/198481219952960607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4145273313340749944&amp;postID=198481219952960607' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/198481219952960607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/198481219952960607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/2009/06/anniversary-number-three.html' title='Anniversary number three.'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776308853312456505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SHjGdg_12lI/AAAAAAAAAZA/d2Jn1UEl_QU/S220/IMG_0865.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SkLbSnBIhxI/AAAAAAAABro/8OXOUDQhgo0/s72-c/Logan+2009+135.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145273313340749944.post-5009419471423150917</id><published>2009-06-14T19:48:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T19:36:07.528-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Just in time for...</title><content type='html'>Christmas...Logan will be a big brother.  For those of you who haven't yet heard, our family is growing by 1 heartbeat and 10 toes.   We are expecting a new baby on November 30th, although I have a feeling this baby won't show up until December.   We won't know what we are having for another three weeks, but we are so excited for this baby's arrival.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4145273313340749944-5009419471423150917?l=mariastevens4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/feeds/5009419471423150917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4145273313340749944&amp;postID=5009419471423150917' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/5009419471423150917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/5009419471423150917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/2009/06/just-in-time-for.html' title='Just in time for...'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776308853312456505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SHjGdg_12lI/AAAAAAAAAZA/d2Jn1UEl_QU/S220/IMG_0865.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145273313340749944.post-3098003049026021836</id><published>2009-05-02T12:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T12:51:52.669-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dirt?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SfyWRzILkLI/AAAAAAAABWA/hFJrHqJiGio/s1600-h/IMG_1328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SfyWRzILkLI/AAAAAAAABWA/hFJrHqJiGio/s320/IMG_1328.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is dirt and grass bad for little boys?   I was planting some flowers in the back yard yesterday and had set Logan down on a blanket to play.   I figured he was safe since he hates the feel of grass on his bare skin.   Anyway, I looked up after a few moments and Logan had creawled off his blanket and all the way over to a bare spot in the grass.  He was digging in the dirt, eating it as well as pulling out the grass and eating it too.   My first instict was to clean out his mouth...although now I wish I would have grabbed the camera first.&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4145273313340749944-3098003049026021836?l=mariastevens4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/feeds/3098003049026021836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4145273313340749944&amp;postID=3098003049026021836' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/3098003049026021836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/3098003049026021836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/2009/05/dirt.html' title='Dirt?!'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776308853312456505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SHjGdg_12lI/AAAAAAAAAZA/d2Jn1UEl_QU/S220/IMG_0865.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SfyWRzILkLI/AAAAAAAABWA/hFJrHqJiGio/s72-c/IMG_1328.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145273313340749944.post-2520576962749585317</id><published>2009-05-02T12:45:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T12:48:49.464-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SfyUvbXd0UI/AAAAAAAABVw/eAWv3n7pPIY/s1600-h/IMG_1286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SfyUvbXd0UI/AAAAAAAABVw/eAWv3n7pPIY/s320/IMG_1286.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Logan had the stomach flu the week before his birthday, but we decided to give him cake any way.   I knew he would love it!  He is such an eater!   Scott had to show him how to eat the cake, but once he figured it out there was no stopping him.  He actually made a lot of progress on his cake, and was totally devastated when I took it away from him.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SfyU8ZZ14DI/AAAAAAAABV4/Cu8qTOlKWak/s1600-h/IMG_1290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SfyU8ZZ14DI/AAAAAAAABV4/Cu8qTOlKWak/s320/IMG_1290.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331299824232161330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Logan's birthday was on the 19th of April...I can't believe he is already one.   He is great crawler, loves to "talk" and watch the birds.   He had a doctor appointment a couple of days after his birthday, he weighed in at 19.2 lbs and 30 inches long.   He is in the 5% for weight and 50% for height.  Which surprised me since he loves to eat so much. &lt;br /&gt;                                                                            &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4145273313340749944-2520576962749585317?l=mariastevens4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/feeds/2520576962749585317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4145273313340749944&amp;postID=2520576962749585317' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/2520576962749585317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/2520576962749585317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/2009/05/birthday-boy.html' title='Birthday boy'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776308853312456505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SHjGdg_12lI/AAAAAAAAAZA/d2Jn1UEl_QU/S220/IMG_0865.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SfyUvbXd0UI/AAAAAAAABVw/eAWv3n7pPIY/s72-c/IMG_1286.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145273313340749944.post-6179936127208038352</id><published>2009-05-02T12:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T12:42:09.487-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Yard Work</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SfyUAb_D1iI/AAAAAAAABVo/5PvUICkRmOk/s1600-h/IMG_1275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SfyUAb_D1iI/AAAAAAAABVo/5PvUICkRmOk/s320/IMG_1275.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this picture!  Scott and Logan were doing yard work one COLD morning.  You can't tell, but Scott has Logan attached to him in the moby wrap (I love that thing) and Scott's jacket conveniently has arm-pit zips so Logan could get his arms and hands free.   Scott is so lucky to have such a great little helper!&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4145273313340749944-6179936127208038352?l=mariastevens4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/feeds/6179936127208038352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4145273313340749944&amp;postID=6179936127208038352' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/6179936127208038352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/6179936127208038352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/2009/05/yard-work.html' title='Yard Work'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776308853312456505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SHjGdg_12lI/AAAAAAAAAZA/d2Jn1UEl_QU/S220/IMG_0865.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SfyUAb_D1iI/AAAAAAAABVo/5PvUICkRmOk/s72-c/IMG_1275.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145273313340749944.post-7200063535916405940</id><published>2009-05-02T12:34:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T12:39:31.721-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ready for the sun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SfySOlpGyFI/AAAAAAAABVI/MStYhgnSaOU/s1600-h/IMG_1253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SfySOlpGyFI/AAAAAAAABVI/MStYhgnSaOU/s320/IMG_1253.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SfySyLJc8wI/AAAAAAAABVQ/h_GcnwIL3MQ/s1600-h/IMG_1257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SfySyLJc8wI/AAAAAAAABVQ/h_GcnwIL3MQ/s320/IMG_1257.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331297449583375106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SfySyYeWVkI/AAAAAAAABVY/e0f4Y7cebKk/s1600-h/IMG_1260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SfySyYeWVkI/AAAAAAAABVY/e0f4Y7cebKk/s320/IMG_1260.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331297453160683074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SfySyuLKbeI/AAAAAAAABVg/gq_98JEiVrU/s1600-h/IMG_1262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 328px; height: 185px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SfySyuLKbeI/AAAAAAAABVg/gq_98JEiVrU/s320/IMG_1262.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331297458985790946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In March we went to a family reunion in Mesa.  Logan was so excited to get to wear his new swim suit and water shoes....well, except he wouldn't keep his shoes on.  We had so much fun playing in the water and in the grass.   It made me want to move somewhere where it is warm all the time!  He loved to splash in the pool and even thought it was fun to try to drink the pool water!   It was so nice to get to visit with family that we hardly ever see and to see Scott's grand-parents so that they could meet Logan.&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4145273313340749944-7200063535916405940?l=mariastevens4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/feeds/7200063535916405940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4145273313340749944&amp;postID=7200063535916405940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/7200063535916405940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/7200063535916405940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/2009/05/ready-for-sun.html' title='Ready for the sun'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776308853312456505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SHjGdg_12lI/AAAAAAAAAZA/d2Jn1UEl_QU/S220/IMG_0865.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SfySOlpGyFI/AAAAAAAABVI/MStYhgnSaOU/s72-c/IMG_1253.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145273313340749944.post-8217322608314093858</id><published>2009-02-21T12:52:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T12:56:46.875-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Everyone's a Lobo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SaBcdRjs1wI/AAAAAAAABT8/ZvfqhHAwVPE/s1600-h/IMG_1235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SaBcdRjs1wI/AAAAAAAABT8/ZvfqhHAwVPE/s320/IMG_1235.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305342019041548034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, even Logan.   I am going to lunch with friends from work today and Scott is watching Logan.   Scott wanted to go to the Lobo basketball game, so he is taking Logan with him.  I am a little sad because I wish I could be there, but also happy that Scott and Logan get to spend some time together.   I am a little worried though because Logan has a double ear infection.  Poor baby.   He has had a cold for 10 days and then yesterday he got really sad and whiney and couldn't sleep.  I could tell he was in pain, so I took him to the doc.   After two doses of antibiotics he seems to be feeling well, so hopefully he can enjoy the basketball game!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4145273313340749944-8217322608314093858?l=mariastevens4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/feeds/8217322608314093858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4145273313340749944&amp;postID=8217322608314093858' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/8217322608314093858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/8217322608314093858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/2009/02/everyones-lobo.html' title='Everyone&apos;s a Lobo'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776308853312456505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SHjGdg_12lI/AAAAAAAAAZA/d2Jn1UEl_QU/S220/IMG_0865.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SaBcdRjs1wI/AAAAAAAABT8/ZvfqhHAwVPE/s72-c/IMG_1235.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145273313340749944.post-8555477996464919586</id><published>2009-02-21T12:49:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T12:52:24.067-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SaBbVebG0OI/AAAAAAAABTs/JMHr_3rIr5s/s1600-h/IMG_1224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SaBbVebG0OI/AAAAAAAABTs/JMHr_3rIr5s/s320/IMG_1224.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305340785544581346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SaBbOwtVaGI/AAAAAAAABTk/nafed5FrjB0/s1600-h/IMG_1223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SaBbOwtVaGI/AAAAAAAABTk/nafed5FrjB0/s320/IMG_1223.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305340670193789026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few weekends ago in January we took Logan and the dogs to the park with some of our friends for the first time.  Logan loved the swing and the slide.  I can't wait till we have a swing-set and sand box in our back yard for him to play on all the time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4145273313340749944-8555477996464919586?l=mariastevens4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/feeds/8555477996464919586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4145273313340749944&amp;postID=8555477996464919586' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/8555477996464919586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/8555477996464919586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/2009/02/park.html' title='Park'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776308853312456505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SHjGdg_12lI/AAAAAAAAAZA/d2Jn1UEl_QU/S220/IMG_0865.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SaBbVebG0OI/AAAAAAAABTs/JMHr_3rIr5s/s72-c/IMG_1224.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145273313340749944.post-4444199282610184833</id><published>2009-02-21T12:48:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T12:49:53.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bed Head</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SaBazNWQGPI/AAAAAAAABTc/3Ep1NFV_zhU/s1600-h/IMG_1231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SaBazNWQGPI/AAAAAAAABTc/3Ep1NFV_zhU/s320/IMG_1231.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305340196845263090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what Logan looks like when he wakes up!   No wonder I can't sleep with him in the bed with me, he is a mover! !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4145273313340749944-4444199282610184833?l=mariastevens4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/feeds/4444199282610184833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4145273313340749944&amp;postID=4444199282610184833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/4444199282610184833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/4444199282610184833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/2009/02/bed-head.html' title='Bed Head'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776308853312456505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SHjGdg_12lI/AAAAAAAAAZA/d2Jn1UEl_QU/S220/IMG_0865.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SaBazNWQGPI/AAAAAAAABTc/3Ep1NFV_zhU/s72-c/IMG_1231.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145273313340749944.post-1285137789476055714</id><published>2009-02-20T11:29:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T20:22:31.064-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SaBaezf817I/AAAAAAAABTU/eefZh9Z9Q0U/s1600-h/IMGP1193.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SaBaezf817I/AAAAAAAABTU/eefZh9Z9Q0U/s320/IMGP1193.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305339846309238706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(This picture was taken on our Wedding Day, June 16, 2006)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is your hubby's name?&lt;/strong&gt; James Scott, everyone calls him Scott.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How long have you been together?&lt;/strong&gt; Married for 2 1/2 years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How long did you date?&lt;/strong&gt;Dated for six years and 2 months, got engaged and married in the same week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who said I love you first? &lt;/strong&gt;Scott and then me in the same conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who is taller?&lt;/strong&gt; Scott by 7 inches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who is smarter?&lt;/strong&gt; Hands down, Scott.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who does the laundry?&lt;/strong&gt; I do mine and Logan's, Scott does his.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who does the dishes?&lt;/strong&gt; 50/50&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who cleans the house?&lt;/strong&gt; Pretty much me.  Scott is so clean that if he lived alone he wouldn't have to clean at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who sleeps on the right?&lt;/strong&gt; Me.  Furthest from the door so the boogie man can't get me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who pays the bills?&lt;/strong&gt; 50/50&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who mows the lawn? &lt;/strong&gt;Scott.  Although I like too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who cooks dinner?&lt;/strong&gt; Depends.  I do during the week.  Scott does if we are BBQ'ing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who drives when you are together?&lt;/strong&gt; Scott&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who is more stubborn?&lt;/strong&gt; Hmmm.  That's a tough one.  We are both pretty stubborn.  I would say Scott (he would say me).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who kissed who first?&lt;/strong&gt; We kissed each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who asked who out first?&lt;/strong&gt; Scott asked me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who proposed?&lt;/strong&gt; Scott&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who has more siblings?&lt;/strong&gt; Scott (he has 2 brothers)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who wears the pants&lt;/strong&gt;?Scott&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4145273313340749944-1285137789476055714?l=mariastevens4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/feeds/1285137789476055714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4145273313340749944&amp;postID=1285137789476055714' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/1285137789476055714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/1285137789476055714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/2009/02/tagged.html' title='Tagged'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776308853312456505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SHjGdg_12lI/AAAAAAAAAZA/d2Jn1UEl_QU/S220/IMG_0865.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SaBaezf817I/AAAAAAAABTU/eefZh9Z9Q0U/s72-c/IMGP1193.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145273313340749944.post-5766541634244214082</id><published>2009-01-15T19:44:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T19:52:52.592-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Go Baby Go!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SW_1-yXVQSI/AAAAAAAABP4/6za68ktP0Vg/s1600-h/image5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SW_1-yXVQSI/AAAAAAAABP4/6za68ktP0Vg/s320/image5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291718546203951394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We now have a crawler in the house!   Logan will be 9 months on Monday and just started crawling this Tuesday.  I thought it would never happen.   I am so excited that he figured it out...however I am a little terrified also.  I guess I should baby proof the house.   It is so neat to see him go, and he is learning so much more about the world now that he can actually move himself toward something he finds interesting.   Right now he loves to throw and chase balls.  Good thing Bunsen doesn't like to fetch and Scooter (with her one brain cell) can't figure out how, otherwise he might have some competition.   Now...if only I could figure out how to attach some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Swiffer&lt;/span&gt; cloths to his shins, knees and hands, maybe he could clean the floor some while he is exploring.   I never realized how dirty the floor gets until now when his white socks are covered in a brown film.  I guess instead of just vacuuming twice a day I will have to start mopping more than the usual once a week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4145273313340749944-5766541634244214082?l=mariastevens4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/feeds/5766541634244214082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4145273313340749944&amp;postID=5766541634244214082' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/5766541634244214082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/5766541634244214082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/2009/01/go-baby-go.html' title='Go Baby Go!'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776308853312456505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SHjGdg_12lI/AAAAAAAAAZA/d2Jn1UEl_QU/S220/IMG_0865.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SW_1-yXVQSI/AAAAAAAABP4/6za68ktP0Vg/s72-c/image5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145273313340749944.post-3585288774197650699</id><published>2009-01-15T19:36:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T19:42:14.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good to be back!</title><content type='html'>I just finished reading the Twilight Series.  I read the first book in 3 days, the second and third in 24 hours each and the last in about 36 hours.   Whew!  That is a lot of reading when you have a full-time job, a husband who works out of town most days and an 8 month old to take care.   I am sure my husband, baby, dogs and house are happy to have me back.  Who knew a grown adult could be so obsessed over a series of books about a teen-age girl who falls in love with a vampire!  How embarrassing!   Oh well.  I just need to see the movie and then I feel like I will be ready to move on with my life.   I might miss my new friends Edward and Bella though, although I am glad to finally know how their story ends! I might actually get some sleep too, not only was I staying up late to read I also spend most nights tossing and turning wondering about human-vampire relationships.   Any body know of any good books I can get obsessed about now?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4145273313340749944-3585288774197650699?l=mariastevens4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/feeds/3585288774197650699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4145273313340749944&amp;postID=3585288774197650699' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/3585288774197650699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/3585288774197650699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/2009/01/good-to-be-back.html' title='Good to be back!'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776308853312456505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SHjGdg_12lI/AAAAAAAAAZA/d2Jn1UEl_QU/S220/IMG_0865.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145273313340749944.post-8601947753181492978</id><published>2009-01-13T18:19:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T18:21:02.225-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Help!!</title><content type='html'>Now that Logan has four teeth (two on top and two on bottom) I can't get him to stop grinding them.  He grinds them and rubs them together all day long.  It sounds very painful and I am kind of scared he is going to break them!  Does anyone know how to get him to stop?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4145273313340749944-8601947753181492978?l=mariastevens4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/feeds/8601947753181492978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4145273313340749944&amp;postID=8601947753181492978' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/8601947753181492978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/8601947753181492978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/2009/01/help.html' title='Help!!'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776308853312456505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SHjGdg_12lI/AAAAAAAAAZA/d2Jn1UEl_QU/S220/IMG_0865.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145273313340749944.post-6469358348041781023</id><published>2009-01-02T12:18:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T12:26:18.682-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bear!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SV5qPGytjMI/AAAAAAAABJk/6S8vl8ue1k8/s1600-h/image154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SV5qPGytjMI/AAAAAAAABJk/6S8vl8ue1k8/s320/image154.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286779820333436098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night at around 10:00 pm I took the dogs out the front door to go potty before we locked them in for the night.  Both Bunsen and Scooter refused to step foot off of the porch.  So I stepped off of the concrete into the dirt to see if I could get the girls to follow me.   As soon as I had two feet on the dirt I heard a very distinct "roar." It scared me half to death.  I quickly turned around and lunged for the front door.   The dogs were very slow to follow, they just stood at the porch looking into the dark night.   After what seemed like forever they finally came inside and I shut and locked the door.   I thought for sure there was a mountain lion on our front porch. (Well, actually my first thought was a vampire...I am reading Twilight after all.)   I quickly woke Scott up just so he could help calm me down.  Mountain lions have been known to drag people off into the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;mountains&lt;/span&gt; and eat them.    Scott was half asleep and not too worried.  I guess he thought I was inside the house when I heard the creature.   This morning Scott went out to get the paper and inspected the snow in the front yard for tracks.   The tracks seem to look more like a bear.   I am relieved because I think bears are little less &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;aggressive&lt;/span&gt; than mountain lions and also relieved to know that I wasn't just hearing things.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4145273313340749944-6469358348041781023?l=mariastevens4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/feeds/6469358348041781023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4145273313340749944&amp;postID=6469358348041781023' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/6469358348041781023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/6469358348041781023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/2009/01/bear.html' title='Bear!'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776308853312456505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SHjGdg_12lI/AAAAAAAAAZA/d2Jn1UEl_QU/S220/IMG_0865.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SV5qPGytjMI/AAAAAAAABJk/6S8vl8ue1k8/s72-c/image154.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145273313340749944.post-5462875874488074357</id><published>2009-01-02T12:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T12:27:29.625-07:00</updated><title type='text'>White Christmas (well, day after)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SV5qkrvOtuI/AAAAAAAABJs/0ehhxshQ78M/s1600-h/image120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SV5qkrvOtuI/AAAAAAAABJs/0ehhxshQ78M/s320/image120.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286780191028197090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we didn't get any snow on Christmas day, but the day after we got a lot of snow.   It started as a hail storm and then quickly turned into white fluffy snow.  Scott took the dogs for a walk just before the weather turned bad, he was gone for almost two hours in blizzard like conditions.  I was almost ready to call "search and rescue" but it turns out he and the dogs were just enjoying the weather.  He now has to take his cell phone with him whenever he goes walking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4145273313340749944-5462875874488074357?l=mariastevens4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/feeds/5462875874488074357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4145273313340749944&amp;postID=5462875874488074357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/5462875874488074357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/5462875874488074357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/2009/01/white-christmas-well-day-after.html' title='White Christmas (well, day after)'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776308853312456505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SHjGdg_12lI/AAAAAAAAAZA/d2Jn1UEl_QU/S220/IMG_0865.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SV5qkrvOtuI/AAAAAAAABJs/0ehhxshQ78M/s72-c/image120.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145273313340749944.post-5742671392345665189</id><published>2009-01-02T12:14:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T12:35:51.732-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby's First Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SV5scbW0bVI/AAAAAAAABKU/Nfo6coNQ_T0/s1600-h/image132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SV5scbW0bVI/AAAAAAAABKU/Nfo6coNQ_T0/s320/image132.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286782248215145810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SV5r5o5jvdI/AAAAAAAABKM/zzOA2SdNfRY/s1600-h/image140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SV5r5o5jvdI/AAAAAAAABKM/zzOA2SdNfRY/s320/image140.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286781650555092434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logan had so much fun on his first x-mas.  Santa was very good to him.  He seemed to like the wrapping paper and boxes that the gifts were stashed in rather than the actual gift however.  Even still he had a lot of fun and we had so much fun introducing him to the Christmas tradition.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4145273313340749944-5742671392345665189?l=mariastevens4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/feeds/5742671392345665189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4145273313340749944&amp;postID=5742671392345665189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/5742671392345665189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/5742671392345665189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/2009/01/babys-first-christmas.html' title='Baby&apos;s First Christmas'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776308853312456505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SHjGdg_12lI/AAAAAAAAAZA/d2Jn1UEl_QU/S220/IMG_0865.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SV5scbW0bVI/AAAAAAAABKU/Nfo6coNQ_T0/s72-c/image132.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145273313340749944.post-6465258350858745969</id><published>2009-01-02T12:13:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T12:31:41.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter Wonderland</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SV5rkVdeKEI/AAAAAAAABKE/Wf4x7f42Xk4/s1600-h/image119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SV5rkVdeKEI/AAAAAAAABKE/Wf4x7f42Xk4/s320/image119.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286781284559759426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been getting a lot of snow in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Placitas&lt;/span&gt;.  More than usual I think.   The other day it started snowing at about 7:00 am and by 7:15 our back yard was turned into a winder wonderland.  The snow is so beautiful and fun, although it makes the dogs go crazy and then they run through the house covered in mud and dirt.  I am vacuuming at least once a day, if not more.   Ugh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4145273313340749944-6465258350858745969?l=mariastevens4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/feeds/6465258350858745969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4145273313340749944&amp;postID=6465258350858745969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/6465258350858745969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/6465258350858745969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/2009/01/winter-wonderland.html' title='Winter Wonderland'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776308853312456505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SHjGdg_12lI/AAAAAAAAAZA/d2Jn1UEl_QU/S220/IMG_0865.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SV5rkVdeKEI/AAAAAAAABKE/Wf4x7f42Xk4/s72-c/image119.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145273313340749944.post-7912320352851371580</id><published>2009-01-02T12:10:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T12:29:53.305-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick Baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SV5rHzunMfI/AAAAAAAABJ8/PhVw84-fz08/s1600-h/image110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SV5rHzunMfI/AAAAAAAABJ8/PhVw84-fz08/s320/image110.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286780794468512242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I know I should be updating my blog a lot more often, but things have been hectic with me being back at work full time and trying to take care of Logan and be a good mom to him.  Logan has been sick for much of December, first it was a cold that lasted for a week, then a stomach flu (which he then transferred to me) and then he had "Hand, foot and mouth disease."  Poor baby, he had little tiny blisters all inside his mouth and a temperature of 103 for 6 days straight.   He is all better now and has been fever free since x-mas day.   Now lets just hope he stays that way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4145273313340749944-7912320352851371580?l=mariastevens4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/feeds/7912320352851371580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4145273313340749944&amp;postID=7912320352851371580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/7912320352851371580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/7912320352851371580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/2009/01/sick-baby.html' title='Sick Baby'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776308853312456505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SHjGdg_12lI/AAAAAAAAAZA/d2Jn1UEl_QU/S220/IMG_0865.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SV5rHzunMfI/AAAAAAAABJ8/PhVw84-fz08/s72-c/image110.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145273313340749944.post-6894777729041045862</id><published>2009-01-02T12:08:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T12:28:37.459-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Turkey Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SV5q4LXGMcI/AAAAAAAABJ0/tW7_gvNS6Ec/s1600-h/Logan+and+Sydney.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SV5q4LXGMcI/AAAAAAAABJ0/tW7_gvNS6Ec/s320/Logan+and+Sydney.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286780525934424514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a picture of Logan and his cousin Sydney (who is 3 months younger than Logan) on Thanksgiving.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4145273313340749944-6894777729041045862?l=mariastevens4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/feeds/6894777729041045862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4145273313340749944&amp;postID=6894777729041045862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/6894777729041045862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/6894777729041045862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/2009/01/turkey-day.html' title='Turkey Day'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776308853312456505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SHjGdg_12lI/AAAAAAAAAZA/d2Jn1UEl_QU/S220/IMG_0865.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SV5q4LXGMcI/AAAAAAAABJ0/tW7_gvNS6Ec/s72-c/Logan+and+Sydney.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145273313340749944.post-4998697650236986586</id><published>2008-11-26T16:27:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T16:32:58.559-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birds!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SS3ciHpNX7I/AAAAAAAABC0/1KoX1fA9JzQ/s1600-h/image84.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SS3ciHpNX7I/AAAAAAAABC0/1KoX1fA9JzQ/s320/image84.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273113217446272946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess in the desert south west water is hard to come by.  Especially when you are a bird and live in the foot hills.  Our lawn sprinklers come on every morning at 8:00 am, and every morning at about 7:57 am all of the birds in Placitas gather on our fence to wait for the water.  Once the water comes on they fly down to the grass and surrounding dirt to take a bath and a drink I guess.  I got a picture of about 1/3 of them.  The others were on the other side of the lawn and I kept scaring them away.  I think on a quiet morning there must be at least 100 birds on our lawn.  They are mostly blue birds, but we get a few red robins too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dogs love the birds too.  They love to quietly sneak out the dog door and then "hunt" the birds.  Once they get too close, the birds fly away and then the dogs come back inside to do it all over again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4145273313340749944-4998697650236986586?l=mariastevens4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/feeds/4998697650236986586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4145273313340749944&amp;postID=4998697650236986586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/4998697650236986586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/4998697650236986586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/2008/11/birds.html' title='Birds!'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776308853312456505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SHjGdg_12lI/AAAAAAAAAZA/d2Jn1UEl_QU/S220/IMG_0865.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SS3ciHpNX7I/AAAAAAAABC0/1KoX1fA9JzQ/s72-c/image84.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145273313340749944.post-7874439978901097606</id><published>2008-11-26T16:23:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T16:27:38.449-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tongue</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SS3bYoSweQI/AAAAAAAABCs/DDO2J_l-FiU/s1600-h/image88.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SS3bYoSweQI/AAAAAAAABCs/DDO2J_l-FiU/s320/image88.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273111954900154626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logan has learned how to stick out his tongue!  I am not sure which Grandma taught him how to do it, but he thinks it is pretty neat...especially when he is eating!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4145273313340749944-7874439978901097606?l=mariastevens4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/feeds/7874439978901097606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4145273313340749944&amp;postID=7874439978901097606' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/7874439978901097606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/7874439978901097606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/2008/11/tongue.html' title='Tongue'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776308853312456505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SHjGdg_12lI/AAAAAAAAAZA/d2Jn1UEl_QU/S220/IMG_0865.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SS3bYoSweQI/AAAAAAAABCs/DDO2J_l-FiU/s72-c/image88.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145273313340749944.post-8057211099441000882</id><published>2008-11-26T16:19:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T16:22:06.468-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Working!</title><content type='html'>Well,  I went back to work on the 10th of November.  Things have been hectic. I enjoy working and getting out of the house, but I miss Logan so much.  He has been having a great time splitting his days between his grandparents though and the grandparents love having him.  I am so lucky to have my mother and mother-in-law who are willing to take care of him.   I am really busy and I must say getting out of bed at 5:00 am doesn't really suit me well, but a girls gotta do what a girls gotta do I guess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4145273313340749944-8057211099441000882?l=mariastevens4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/feeds/8057211099441000882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4145273313340749944&amp;postID=8057211099441000882' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/8057211099441000882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/8057211099441000882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/2008/11/working.html' title='Working!'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776308853312456505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SHjGdg_12lI/AAAAAAAAAZA/d2Jn1UEl_QU/S220/IMG_0865.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145273313340749944.post-4928359149963960770</id><published>2008-11-04T10:36:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T10:42:09.858-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bunsen in Action</title><content type='html'>On Friday, I took Logan and the Dog's over to Scott's parent's house to carve pumpkins and eat lunch.  We had a great time.   Bunsen and Scooter love to play with the German Shepherds.  Bunsen's favorite game is chase.  She likes to get a ball or other enticing toy in her mouth and then convince the other dogs to chase her around the yard.  Bunsen is faster than all the others, but they still try.   I was able to get this great shot of Bunsen jumping over some rocks while the other dogs chased her.   Scooter, being as smart as she is, doesn't quite get the game of chase, she just jumps around barking at the other dogs as they run by.   What a fun family we have!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SRCJMHHwCeI/AAAAAAAABA0/w7fDp7dViBg/s1600-h/image59.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SRCJMHHwCeI/AAAAAAAABA0/w7fDp7dViBg/s320/image59.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264858805559101922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4145273313340749944-4928359149963960770?l=mariastevens4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/feeds/4928359149963960770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4145273313340749944&amp;postID=4928359149963960770' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/4928359149963960770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/4928359149963960770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/2008/11/bunsen-in-action.html' title='Bunsen in Action'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776308853312456505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SHjGdg_12lI/AAAAAAAAAZA/d2Jn1UEl_QU/S220/IMG_0865.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SRCJMHHwCeI/AAAAAAAABA0/w7fDp7dViBg/s72-c/image59.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145273313340749944.post-3103651593497980964</id><published>2008-11-03T20:18:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T10:36:39.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SRCH-HwamrI/AAAAAAAABAs/vmUXpqvIryw/s1600-h/image51.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SRCH-HwamrI/AAAAAAAABAs/vmUXpqvIryw/s320/image51.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264857465699867314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logan dressed up as Tigger for Halloween this year.   Bunsen was a Cow (no surprise there) and Scooter was a skeleton.  We took them trick or treating with our friends Dart, Jill, John and their dog Cinnamon.   John dressed up as a pumpkin and Cinnamon was a construction dog (she even had a hard hat).  Trick or treating was fun and the best part was that Scott and I got to eat all of Logan's candy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4145273313340749944-3103651593497980964?l=mariastevens4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/feeds/3103651593497980964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4145273313340749944&amp;postID=3103651593497980964' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/3103651593497980964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/3103651593497980964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776308853312456505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SHjGdg_12lI/AAAAAAAAAZA/d2Jn1UEl_QU/S220/IMG_0865.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SRCH-HwamrI/AAAAAAAABAs/vmUXpqvIryw/s72-c/image51.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145273313340749944.post-6659434905472459882</id><published>2008-11-03T20:12:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T20:18:05.634-07:00</updated><title type='text'>6 Months!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SQ--mCe4SmI/AAAAAAAABAk/_sqxmz3Jt_8/s1600-h/image17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SQ--mCe4SmI/AAAAAAAABAk/_sqxmz3Jt_8/s320/image17.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264636050130094690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SQ--l14DOSI/AAAAAAAABAc/VqSUkigFRsw/s1600-h/image12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SQ--l14DOSI/AAAAAAAABAc/VqSUkigFRsw/s320/image12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264636046746007842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is amazing how time flies!  Logan was six months old in October.   He weighed in at 14.8 lbs and 27 and 3/4 inches!   I guess he is long and skinny.  Logan loves to eat and loves to play with his mom and dad.  He likes to touch the puppies and grab their paws or a fistful of fur.  He has also become quite the squealer!  He can sit up all by himself (for the most part).   He is so much fun.   I am going to miss him when I go back to work next week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4145273313340749944-6659434905472459882?l=mariastevens4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/feeds/6659434905472459882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4145273313340749944&amp;postID=6659434905472459882' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/6659434905472459882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/6659434905472459882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/2008/11/6-months.html' title='6 Months!'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776308853312456505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SHjGdg_12lI/AAAAAAAAAZA/d2Jn1UEl_QU/S220/IMG_0865.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SQ--mCe4SmI/AAAAAAAABAk/_sqxmz3Jt_8/s72-c/image17.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145273313340749944.post-469098819265580520</id><published>2008-11-03T20:04:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T20:12:41.488-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tennessee</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SQ-9TWu3_II/AAAAAAAABAU/scf7cAp7h7k/s1600-h/image9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SQ-9TWu3_II/AAAAAAAABAU/scf7cAp7h7k/s320/image9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264634629636750466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The view from our room at the lodge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SQ-9TD-XpPI/AAAAAAAABAM/ZmbYrshtW1g/s1600-h/image0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SQ-9TD-XpPI/AAAAAAAABAM/ZmbYrshtW1g/s320/image0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264634624601466098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Logan at the Zoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Tennessee this last month to visit my sister and her family. We had so much fun. The drive was pretty long, I think it took us 19 hours to get there and 16 to get home. There was a lot of construction along I-40, but we had a book on tape, satellite radio and of course Logan to keep us entertained. Once in Tennessee we state at the Natchez Trace State Park, it was so pretty and quiet. I think there were only 2 other families staying at the lodge and it was only about a 5 minute drive from my sister's house. We also went to the Memphis Zoo and spent an afternoon in Nashville. It seemed like we were on the road a lot, and we were, but it was nice to have the time to spend with family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4145273313340749944-469098819265580520?l=mariastevens4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/feeds/469098819265580520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4145273313340749944&amp;postID=469098819265580520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/469098819265580520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/469098819265580520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/2008/11/tennessee.html' title='Tennessee'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776308853312456505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SHjGdg_12lI/AAAAAAAAAZA/d2Jn1UEl_QU/S220/IMG_0865.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SQ-9TWu3_II/AAAAAAAABAU/scf7cAp7h7k/s72-c/image9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145273313340749944.post-4762474180458104950</id><published>2008-10-09T20:52:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T20:56:49.091-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Cute Pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SO7EYYspk0I/AAAAAAAAA6s/oARuqPConZg/s1600-h/image33.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SO7EYYspk0I/AAAAAAAAA6s/oARuqPConZg/s320/image33.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255353738413577026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Such a good sitter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SO7EGLQdHXI/AAAAAAAAA6k/fJARFofIYLI/s1600-h/image26.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SO7EGLQdHXI/AAAAAAAAA6k/fJARFofIYLI/s320/image26.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255353425568013682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Concentrating so hard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SO7D8sB_oII/AAAAAAAAA6c/FsaJowKJKKw/s1600-h/image21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SO7D8sB_oII/AAAAAAAAA6c/FsaJowKJKKw/s320/image21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255353262567039106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh so sleepy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4145273313340749944-4762474180458104950?l=mariastevens4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/feeds/4762474180458104950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4145273313340749944&amp;postID=4762474180458104950' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/4762474180458104950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/4762474180458104950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/2008/10/some-cute-pics.html' title='Some Cute Pics'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776308853312456505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SHjGdg_12lI/AAAAAAAAAZA/d2Jn1UEl_QU/S220/IMG_0865.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SO7EYYspk0I/AAAAAAAAA6s/oARuqPConZg/s72-c/image33.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145273313340749944.post-9011461483601252572</id><published>2008-10-08T20:52:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T20:52:38.914-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Teeth!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SO1x7tcGHYI/AAAAAAAAA6U/wa_ixcsw4ME/s1600-h/image24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SO1x7tcGHYI/AAAAAAAAA6U/wa_ixcsw4ME/s320/image24.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;I finally got a picture of Logan where you can see his teeth!  They are still pretty tiny, but they are there!  I can't wait until the tops ones come in...maybe then we will have our happy baby back!   I haven't updated my blog in a while, not much has been going on!   This past weekend we went up to Santa Fe with our friends, Jill, Dart and John to enjoy some Blue Corn food!  Scott and I used to eat there once a week, when it was still open in Albuquerque, now we rarely go since we have to make the drive to Santa Fe.  Although I am happy to say that I had some Chips and Queso (I thought I would give dairy a try again to see how it affected Logan) and he didn't spit up any more than usual, maybe he is over his dairy thing.  I am still going to take it easy, but it is nice to know I can indulge every once in a while!   We will be going to Tennessee this next week to visit my sister and her family! We are so excited!&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4145273313340749944-9011461483601252572?l=mariastevens4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/feeds/9011461483601252572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4145273313340749944&amp;postID=9011461483601252572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/9011461483601252572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/9011461483601252572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/2008/10/teeth.html' title='The Teeth!'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776308853312456505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SHjGdg_12lI/AAAAAAAAAZA/d2Jn1UEl_QU/S220/IMG_0865.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SO1x7tcGHYI/AAAAAAAAA6U/wa_ixcsw4ME/s72-c/image24.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145273313340749944.post-3071846463650799009</id><published>2008-09-21T21:38:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T12:35:32.453-06:00</updated><title type='text'>5 Months Old</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SNfk-DCVTUI/AAAAAAAAA0g/FdwblP1CFQo/s1600-h/IMG_1005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SNfk-DCVTUI/AAAAAAAAA0g/FdwblP1CFQo/s320/IMG_1005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248915645341715778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logan turned 5 months on Friday, the 19th!  I can't believe it has been a whole 5 months since he was born.  It seems like just yesterday was April 18th and I was going into labor with Logan!   It is so amazing how fast time goes by when you have a little one around!   It is also amazing how much they grow, learn and develop in just 5 short months.   Logan has two teeth, can sit unsupported for about 10 seconds, loves to ride in his stroller, (he wouldn't even let me set him down for 2 seconds when he was a newborn) he will stay in his stroller for hours while I shop.   He likes to watch the dogs play, running water (the sink or a fountain will do).   He loves to grab anything that he can see...he especially likes to grab my hair, my coke can or the remote control.  He thinks his daddy is the funniest guy around and loves to look at him and smile and laugh.   It is just a blessing to have him around, it is a wonderful journey to watch the little bean that was growing inside of me just 5 short months ago turn into such a wonderful little person.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4145273313340749944-3071846463650799009?l=mariastevens4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/feeds/3071846463650799009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4145273313340749944&amp;postID=3071846463650799009' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/3071846463650799009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/3071846463650799009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/2008/09/5-months-old.html' title='5 Months Old'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776308853312456505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SHjGdg_12lI/AAAAAAAAAZA/d2Jn1UEl_QU/S220/IMG_0865.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SNfk-DCVTUI/AAAAAAAAA0g/FdwblP1CFQo/s72-c/IMG_1005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145273313340749944.post-6383195814854682935</id><published>2008-09-17T21:52:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T21:53:52.468-06:00</updated><title type='text'>the "Gummy" Smile</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SNHQaberh7I/AAAAAAAAA0A/dlfQlwiGPYU/s1600-h/0038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SNHQaberh7I/AAAAAAAAA0A/dlfQlwiGPYU/s320/0038.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;So, two Saturdays ago (September 6th) as Logan was gnawing on my hand like he always does, I felt a little ridge...something sharp.  It was evidence that his first tooth was finally going to poke through.   It finally did, and not only does he have one tooth, he now has two.   Both are on the bottom and they are coming in quick.  It might still take a while until they are all the way up, but you can actually see them now when he smiles.  It is pretty cute, but I will miss the gummy smile and it is just proof that my baby boy is growing up.  Everyone tells you as a new parent to enjoy every moment because they go by so fast.  Sometimes in the beginning after countless sleepless nights, it doesn't seem to go by fast enough, however seeing Logan's first tooth (or teeth) has really hit home for me!  I guess I knew he would grow up, I thought I would take a lot more pleasure in all of his milestones (and I do), but it really makes me think about how soon he will be a toddler and talking back to me or a teenager and wanting nothing to do with me.  I guess by then I will be prepared to deal with it.  But as my mother always tells me, I guess I will tell Logan..."You will always be &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My &lt;/span&gt;baby."&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4145273313340749944-6383195814854682935?l=mariastevens4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/feeds/6383195814854682935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4145273313340749944&amp;postID=6383195814854682935' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/6383195814854682935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/6383195814854682935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/2008/09/gummy-smile.html' title='the &quot;Gummy&quot; Smile'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776308853312456505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SHjGdg_12lI/AAAAAAAAAZA/d2Jn1UEl_QU/S220/IMG_0865.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SNHQaberh7I/AAAAAAAAA0A/dlfQlwiGPYU/s72-c/0038.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145273313340749944.post-4808647161200162430</id><published>2008-09-14T19:59:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T20:02:28.032-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pendaries</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SM3BkEb_sGI/AAAAAAAAAzo/5_YjWrUlpTY/s1600-h/IMG_0991.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SM3BkEb_sGI/AAAAAAAAAzo/5_YjWrUlpTY/s320/IMG_0991.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;We went to Pendaries, NM this weekend to spend some time with the family for my&lt;br /&gt;mother-in-law's b-day.  Jeff and Allison have a beautiful cabin on a golf course in the mountains.  It is so quiet and peaceful the dogs love to walk around in the forest  and chase squirrels.   Because it is farther north and higher elevation than Albuquerque, the evenings can get pretty chilly so we had to dress Logan for the occasion!   Thanks to his Nana for the wonderful puppy dog outfit with the matching bib and beanie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was Logan's third trip to the cabin!  He is becoming quite the traveler.  He has been to Pendaries 3 times, Iowa and Utah all in his 4 months of existence!   Next month we are driving to Tennessee!   We will let you know how that trip goes!  It might&lt;br /&gt;be a little harder on Logan because he is becoming more and more active and&lt;br /&gt;interested in everything.  He might not be content to stare at the back of a vehicle seat and sleep for 14 hours!     &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4145273313340749944-4808647161200162430?l=mariastevens4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/feeds/4808647161200162430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4145273313340749944&amp;postID=4808647161200162430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/4808647161200162430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/4808647161200162430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/2008/09/pendaries.html' title='Pendaries'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776308853312456505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SHjGdg_12lI/AAAAAAAAAZA/d2Jn1UEl_QU/S220/IMG_0865.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SM3BkEb_sGI/AAAAAAAAAzo/5_YjWrUlpTY/s72-c/IMG_0991.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145273313340749944.post-4449267823272086459</id><published>2008-09-06T22:05:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T22:07:50.757-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahh Scooter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SMNTAcmag_I/AAAAAAAAAxs/yAQEazSB4mM/s1600-h/IMG_0985.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SMNTAcmag_I/AAAAAAAAAxs/yAQEazSB4mM/s320/IMG_0985.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;So today while I was sitting at the dining room table playing with Logan, Scott quickly got my attention and told me to look outside.  So I looked out the dining room window and there was Scooter on the patio table.  I grabbed my camera and took a quick picture...but then realized that the window screen was in the way.  I tried to get outside as quickly as possible to take a better picture, but by the time I got there Scooter was on her way down.   Now, I know that this would infuriate most dog owners and typically it would upset Scott and I, however Scooter is very special.  She has a bladder control problem and every time we get upset with her (even if we look at her the wrong way) she starts yelping and peeing everywhere, so some things just aren't worth getting upset over.  I guess she has us pretty well trained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SMNTR0r7fcI/AAAAAAAAAx0/OA3ykHzbs30/s1600-h/IMG_0986.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SMNTR0r7fcI/AAAAAAAAAx0/OA3ykHzbs30/s320/IMG_0986.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243125956855168450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4145273313340749944-4449267823272086459?l=mariastevens4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/feeds/4449267823272086459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4145273313340749944&amp;postID=4449267823272086459' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/4449267823272086459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/4449267823272086459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/2008/09/ahh-scooter.html' title='Ahh Scooter'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776308853312456505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SHjGdg_12lI/AAAAAAAAAZA/d2Jn1UEl_QU/S220/IMG_0865.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SMNTAcmag_I/AAAAAAAAAxs/yAQEazSB4mM/s72-c/IMG_0985.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145273313340749944.post-2354732635890993877</id><published>2008-08-31T19:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T19:12:41.272-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SLtBiDZ4vuI/AAAAAAAAAxM/bn52Y6G_HwI/s1600-h/IMG_0974.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SLtBiDZ4vuI/AAAAAAAAAxM/bn52Y6G_HwI/s320/IMG_0974.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love the fall!   The weather is so nice in Albuquerque and it means the start of football season!  I shot this picture of Scott and Logan enjoying some "man time" while they watched some college football on opening day!   Go Auburn!&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4145273313340749944-2354732635890993877?l=mariastevens4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/feeds/2354732635890993877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4145273313340749944&amp;postID=2354732635890993877' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/2354732635890993877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/2354732635890993877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/2008/08/fall.html' title='Fall!'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776308853312456505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SHjGdg_12lI/AAAAAAAAAZA/d2Jn1UEl_QU/S220/IMG_0865.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SLtBiDZ4vuI/AAAAAAAAAxM/bn52Y6G_HwI/s72-c/IMG_0974.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145273313340749944.post-2454599282901982016</id><published>2008-08-31T18:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T18:57:58.587-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Prunes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SLs-FvhsJqI/AAAAAAAAAxE/ta7xsrh9j30/s1600-h/IMG_0972.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SLs-FvhsJqI/AAAAAAAAAxE/ta7xsrh9j30/s320/IMG_0972.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Logan loves to eat!   Here is a shot of him eating some yummy prunes.  The hardest part about Logan eating solid foods is that he spits up so much.   So, when you add foods like prunes to the mix his spit up actually starts to stain his loved one's clothes...not to mention his own stuff.  Oh well.   He loves food so it is worth it!&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4145273313340749944-2454599282901982016?l=mariastevens4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/feeds/2454599282901982016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4145273313340749944&amp;postID=2454599282901982016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/2454599282901982016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/2454599282901982016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/2008/08/prunes.html' title='Prunes'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776308853312456505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SHjGdg_12lI/AAAAAAAAAZA/d2Jn1UEl_QU/S220/IMG_0865.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SLs-FvhsJqI/AAAAAAAAAxE/ta7xsrh9j30/s72-c/IMG_0972.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145273313340749944.post-974020316221737387</id><published>2008-08-31T18:55:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T18:56:00.121-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun in the Sun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SLs9gkouaFI/AAAAAAAAAw8/SQ66qgtwfKY/s1600-h/IMG_0970.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SLs9gkouaFI/AAAAAAAAAw8/SQ66qgtwfKY/s320/IMG_0970.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday we took the dogs to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Chochiti&lt;/span&gt; Lake for some swimming lessons.  Logan was so excited to sit on the beach (in his stroller that is).   He was really sleepy, so he just quietly watched the dogs and they romped around and tried to get wet.   We know Bunsen doesn't like the water but weren't sure how Scooter would do.  We also know that Scooter is a little slow and it seems like the bigger she gets, the smaller her brain gets.   Anyway, Scooter didn't even notice she was in the water.  She and Bunsen played in the shallow end and Bunsen kept dunking Scooter under...needless to say Scooter would come out of the water tail wagging as if she didn't know she just swallowed a gallon of water.   We were only there about 10 minutes before the Sheriff's deputy showed up and made us leave because apparently dogs aren't allowed on the beach.  They are allowed at the boat doc, but only if they are on a leash.  That doesn't sound like a ton of fun for two puppies, so we left.   It was a nice Friday drive and Scott and I enjoyed the time together.&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4145273313340749944-974020316221737387?l=mariastevens4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/feeds/974020316221737387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4145273313340749944&amp;postID=974020316221737387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/974020316221737387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/974020316221737387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/2008/08/fun-in-sun.html' title='Fun in the Sun!'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776308853312456505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SHjGdg_12lI/AAAAAAAAAZA/d2Jn1UEl_QU/S220/IMG_0865.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SLs9gkouaFI/AAAAAAAAAw8/SQ66qgtwfKY/s72-c/IMG_0970.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145273313340749944.post-366762685229901146</id><published>2008-08-28T19:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T19:58:06.435-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bob Sled!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SLdXrDRDVfI/AAAAAAAAAvs/GYLcG4pbnRQ/s1600-h/bobsled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SLdXrDRDVfI/AAAAAAAAAvs/GYLcG4pbnRQ/s320/bobsled.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;While we were in Utah we went to Olympic Park near Park City to ride the summer bobsled ride. Scott and I rode with some random guy and Rachael got her own private ride! It was amazing! Nothing like a roller coaster. It was so much fun and I still have bruises! We had to wear big BMX helmets and then shrug our shoulders as high as we could to keep our heads from bobbing too much to the sides! I have bruises on my shoulders and my legs and my whole body still aches! It was worth all the war wounds though! We also went down the world's first aluminum alpine slide and a zip line. The whole time Scott and I were riding the chair up to the zip line, he kept saying "I am going to smoke you" and I kept saying "not every thing in life is a race." To be honest, I thought for sure I would loose since I weigh less than Scott. Turns out weight isn't the only factor in winning a zip line race, I guess I make a better ball than him because I actually smoked Scott! Fun times!&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4145273313340749944-366762685229901146?l=mariastevens4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/feeds/366762685229901146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4145273313340749944&amp;postID=366762685229901146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/366762685229901146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/366762685229901146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/2008/08/bob-sled.html' title='Bob Sled!'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776308853312456505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SHjGdg_12lI/AAAAAAAAAZA/d2Jn1UEl_QU/S220/IMG_0865.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SLdXrDRDVfI/AAAAAAAAAvs/GYLcG4pbnRQ/s72-c/bobsled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145273313340749944.post-5529960363618057194</id><published>2008-08-28T11:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T11:02:43.168-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Utah</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SLbaMnkDloI/AAAAAAAAAvk/0oECzASlWuk/s1600-h/IMG_0968.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SLbaMnkDloI/AAAAAAAAAvk/0oECzASlWuk/s320/IMG_0968.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Our family took a week long road trip to Salt Lake City last week!  We had so much fun.  We didn't do a ton of stuff except hang out with family!  We are so greatful to have such wonderful familiy who were willing to drop everything to hang out with us.  We took the dogs with us and they were such good travelers!  Logan also did so well he bascially just slept the whole time we were in the car.   Thanks Rachael, Jeral, Josh and Ty for letting us crash at your house for so long and for putting up with Bunsen and Scooter!&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4145273313340749944-5529960363618057194?l=mariastevens4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/feeds/5529960363618057194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4145273313340749944&amp;postID=5529960363618057194' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/5529960363618057194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/5529960363618057194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/2008/08/utah.html' title='Utah'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776308853312456505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SHjGdg_12lI/AAAAAAAAAZA/d2Jn1UEl_QU/S220/IMG_0865.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SLbaMnkDloI/AAAAAAAAAvk/0oECzASlWuk/s72-c/IMG_0968.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145273313340749944.post-2274946468998020441</id><published>2008-08-28T10:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T10:58:14.886-06:00</updated><title type='text'>4 months and getting bigger!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SLbZJQc_f9I/AAAAAAAAAvc/dK4BHZgJKSE/s1600-h/IMG_0959.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SLbZJQc_f9I/AAAAAAAAAvc/dK4BHZgJKSE/s320/IMG_0959.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logan was four months old on the 19th of August!  I can not believe how fast time goes and how big he has gotten!  He even got to eat rice cereal for the first time.  He absolultely loved it!  He is quite the eater!  He isnow sucking on his big toe too!  He had a doctor's appointment on Wedensday.  He was 13.6 lbs and 26 inches long...that is as long as a six month old!  I guess everyone did know what they were talking about when they said  "he looks so long."  Oh, and he is teething too!   He is such a happy boy!   We are so blessed to have him!&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4145273313340749944-2274946468998020441?l=mariastevens4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/feeds/2274946468998020441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4145273313340749944&amp;postID=2274946468998020441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/2274946468998020441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/2274946468998020441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/2008/08/4-months-and-getting-bigger.html' title='4 months and getting bigger!'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776308853312456505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SHjGdg_12lI/AAAAAAAAAZA/d2Jn1UEl_QU/S220/IMG_0865.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SLbZJQc_f9I/AAAAAAAAAvc/dK4BHZgJKSE/s72-c/IMG_0959.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145273313340749944.post-6645906610298449545</id><published>2008-08-28T10:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T10:55:01.040-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New Mexico Rail Runner</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SLbYYwQ5aOI/AAAAAAAAAvU/dhHJ_6xzcwo/s1600-h/IMG_0957.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SLbYYwQ5aOI/AAAAAAAAAvU/dhHJ_6xzcwo/s320/IMG_0957.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Monday, we rode the NM Rail Runner with our family into downtown Albuquerque for dinner.  It was a really fun trip and saved a lot of gas money.   Neither Scott, nor I or Logan had ever been on the rail runner before so we were all in for a treat!  We then went to dinner at Tucano's in downtown Albuquerque!  Scott loved all the different types of meat...I just stuck to the Salad Bar.  After dinner we went into Albuquerque to look at a mini-van before our trip to Utah.   We ended up buying the mini van which has already proved to be worth the $!&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4145273313340749944-6645906610298449545?l=mariastevens4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/feeds/6645906610298449545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4145273313340749944&amp;postID=6645906610298449545' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/6645906610298449545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/6645906610298449545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/2008/08/new-mexico-rail-runner.html' title='New Mexico Rail Runner'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776308853312456505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SHjGdg_12lI/AAAAAAAAAZA/d2Jn1UEl_QU/S220/IMG_0865.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SLbYYwQ5aOI/AAAAAAAAAvU/dhHJ_6xzcwo/s72-c/IMG_0957.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145273313340749944.post-334343845708961379</id><published>2008-08-11T11:18:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T11:22:23.535-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Bunsen the Amazing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SKB0zyOCjxI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/DcmxE-bbRU4/s1600-h/IMG_0951.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SKB0zyOCjxI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/DcmxE-bbRU4/s320/IMG_0951.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233311200007327506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SKB0ZcxFYHI/AAAAAAAAAtI/WMYd4lj-dBk/s1600-h/IMG_0949.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SKB0ZcxFYHI/AAAAAAAAAtI/WMYd4lj-dBk/s320/IMG_0949.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Bunsen found a Rattlesnake in our front yard as her and Scott were getting ready to go running!  This is the second time she has had a close encounter with a rattlesnake.  The first time was about a year ago when she was just a puppy and quickly ran away from it.  This time, she saw something moving and ran after it.  When the snake hit a dead end, it quickly coiled up and snapped at her...luckily our Bunsen is like a little Gazelle and was able to quickly dodge the snake's attack!  Scott then made her sit and he walked around behind her and the snake so he could quickly call Bunsen to safety.   Good thing she is so well trained and responsive to Scott's commands!   We have a special dis-like for Rattlesnakes since Scott's dog Yogi was bit by one when she was just a puppy!  In honor of Bunsen's snake dodging abilities Logan decided to wear his snake outfit today!&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4145273313340749944-334343845708961379?l=mariastevens4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/feeds/334343845708961379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4145273313340749944&amp;postID=334343845708961379' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/334343845708961379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/334343845708961379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/2008/08/bunsen-amazing.html' title='Bunsen the Amazing'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776308853312456505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SHjGdg_12lI/AAAAAAAAAZA/d2Jn1UEl_QU/S220/IMG_0865.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SKB0zyOCjxI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/DcmxE-bbRU4/s72-c/IMG_0951.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145273313340749944.post-4901303690978521919</id><published>2008-08-04T13:37:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T14:39:30.545-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Iowa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SJdakSeaF1I/AAAAAAAAArI/d4iPbABMUfQ/s1600-h/IMG_0915.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SJdakSeaF1I/AAAAAAAAArI/d4iPbABMUfQ/s320/IMG_0915.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;This past weekend we took our first trip out of New Mexico with Logan.  We flew to Iowa for our friend Lanni's wedding.   Logan did so great!  He went on four different airplanes and only cried for one leg of it!  He even got to take a bath in the hotel sink!  He only peed all over the mirror once!   The wedding was beautiful and we had such a wonderful time, although it is nice to be home and sleeping in our own beds.   Iowa was very humid, but altogether a wonderful place to visit (I don't think we will be packing up our bags to move there)!  There are a ton of corn &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;fields&lt;/span&gt; in Iowa, and I wish I could say that the corn is delicious, however the corn that we ate came from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Illinois&lt;/span&gt; and it was delicious!   Maybe next time we will get to try some Iowan corn!   We stayed in a small town called &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Amana&lt;/span&gt;...yes they do have an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Amana&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;refrigerator&lt;/span&gt; plant there!  It was really small and quaint and very German!  We ate a lot of pastries, chocolate and fudge!  Yum!   The wedding was in a barn and so beautiful!  We are so happy for Lanny and Steve and wish them a long and happy life together.  We also got to visit with some other great friends Shelly and Ben while at the wedding, we really should get together with our friends more often!   Here is a video of Shelly and Logan dancing to "Billy Jean" unfortunately my camera will take videos but doesn't have sound!   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I can't believe how fast time has flown!   It seems like just yesterday we were in the hospital just getting to know this little guy.  We have learned so much about him already and so much from him too!   It is amazing how fast he has grown.  I just love watching him and his personality develop...and let me tell you he has quite the personality!  When is is sad or bored he sticks out his little bottom lip and whines, it is really cute but sad too.  When he is happy though he really is quite the flirt, he will smile and coo and look away and then bat his eyelashes at you.  I am also happy to say that he giggled for the first time this last week which was just amazing!  As his daddy put it "there is no greater sound in the whole world!"  We are so blessed to have this little guy in our lives!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4145273313340749944-7668484002446785599?l=mariastevens4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/feeds/7668484002446785599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4145273313340749944&amp;postID=7668484002446785599' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/7668484002446785599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/7668484002446785599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/2008/07/three-months-and-so-big.html' title='Three Months and so big!'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776308853312456505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SHjGdg_12lI/AAAAAAAAAZA/d2Jn1UEl_QU/S220/IMG_0865.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SII2Rgwu4vI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/HR-JgXiYg-k/s72-c/IMG_0906.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145273313340749944.post-6591868024324246275</id><published>2008-07-18T17:12:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T18:30:47.990-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Chuck E. Cheese</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SIE1kf3CZYI/AAAAAAAAAe4/kFLZNeM1dgo/s1600-h/IMG_0903.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SIE1kf3CZYI/AAAAAAAAAe4/kFLZNeM1dgo/s320/IMG_0903.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224515943870391682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we went to Chuck E. Cheese for the first time with Logan!  He had a blast...actually it was more fun for his parents who played Ski ball and Mrs. Packman while Logan hung out with Grandma.  Logan really enjoyed watching the TV though, especially when Scott's cousins' kids were dancing on the big screen!  Another couple of years and we will have to chase Logan through all the games and tunnels.  I can't believe how big he is getting!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4145273313340749944-6591868024324246275?l=mariastevens4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/feeds/6591868024324246275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4145273313340749944&amp;postID=6591868024324246275' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/6591868024324246275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/6591868024324246275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/2008/07/chuck-e-cheese.html' title='Chuck E. Cheese'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776308853312456505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SHjGdg_12lI/AAAAAAAAAZA/d2Jn1UEl_QU/S220/IMG_0865.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SIE1kf3CZYI/AAAAAAAAAe4/kFLZNeM1dgo/s72-c/IMG_0903.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145273313340749944.post-1178437583658318662</id><published>2008-07-12T08:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T08:50:59.503-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Love that hoodie!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SHjEjHnpEgI/AAAAAAAAAY0/xV8vjp5WJO8/s1600-h/IMG_0877.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SHjEjHnpEgI/AAAAAAAAAY0/xV8vjp5WJO8/s320/IMG_0877.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4145273313340749944-1178437583658318662?l=mariastevens4.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/feeds/1178437583658318662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4145273313340749944&amp;postID=1178437583658318662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/1178437583658318662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4145273313340749944/posts/default/1178437583658318662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mariastevens4.blogspot.com/2008/07/love-that-hoodie.html' title='Love that hoodie!!'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776308853312456505</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SHjGdg_12lI/AAAAAAAAAZA/d2Jn1UEl_QU/S220/IMG_0865.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SHjEjHnpEgI/AAAAAAAAAY0/xV8vjp5WJO8/s72-c/IMG_0877.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4145273313340749944.post-5082035158838445766</id><published>2008-07-12T08:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T08:47:38.925-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What is a Blog?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SHjD3oILH0I/AAAAAAAAAYs/AWJzL5pPllQ/s1600-h/IMG_0886.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_agY0dhQBdbY/SHjD3oILH0I/AAAAAAAAAYs/AWJzL5pPllQ/s320/IMG_0886.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222139128368013122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is a Blog?  I had no idea, but then after months of enjoying many friend's and family's blog sites I decided that the Stevens family needs one of their own.  We don't have much going on in our lives these days, except for the new house, new baby and new puppy.  So, I will try not to bore my readers with the everyday baby stuff, but really Logan makes so much progress every day and learns new things and amazes us every single day.     Right now he is jut sitting in his high chair next to me staring at the dining room table light and talking to it.  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