<?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-7061736462715292753</id><updated>2012-01-25T16:51:06.609-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Millerhood</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Brenda Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06128531148615535572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>130</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061736462715292753.post-1877280047674850877</id><published>2012-01-18T21:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T22:15:15.479-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snowmagedon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Snow Day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Snow-pocalypse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Snowmagedon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;No matter how we spin it, it is still just snow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cpoYzmks2FE/TxesKoVfxWI/AAAAAAAACXw/BxP_Ivs6kZw/s1600/218.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cpoYzmks2FE/TxesKoVfxWI/AAAAAAAACXw/BxP_Ivs6kZw/s400/218.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699213152086902114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Granted, 9 inches of snow is quite a bit for our neck of the woods.  Regardless, in the Seattle area this much snow preempts all regularly scheduled programming to keep you "up-to-date" on how much snow has fallen, where it is falling, and just how bad those roads are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lwsov1uQcH0/TxesKDOV_RI/AAAAAAAACXk/ZUZJ325vRZo/s1600/006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 264px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lwsov1uQcH0/TxesKDOV_RI/AAAAAAAACXk/ZUZJ325vRZo/s400/006.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699213142124789010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pretty sure 90% of the population in this area heeded the warnings and just stayed home today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6oqNxRyOYGI/TxesJuAzdjI/AAAAAAAACXY/LR13nl43S3s/s1600/139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6oqNxRyOYGI/TxesJuAzdjI/AAAAAAAACXY/LR13nl43S3s/s400/139.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699213136430855730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TOQ0_ptpRVk/TxesIwNtL-I/AAAAAAAACXA/_oyydf80Wpo/s1600/133-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TOQ0_ptpRVk/TxesIwNtL-I/AAAAAAAACXA/_oyydf80Wpo/s400/133-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699213119841972194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LVxdzT92cxo/Txer0_b_dPI/AAAAAAAACW0/VULACHm5p-o/s1600/176.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 260px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LVxdzT92cxo/Txer0_b_dPI/AAAAAAAACW0/VULACHm5p-o/s400/176.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699212780331037938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And, what a beautiful day to stay home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Even though Josh &amp;amp; I grew up in the VERY wet Willamette Valley of Oregon, and then proceeded to move to the dreary/rainy Seattle, we are totally over rain.  We have learned we will take freezing cold and sunny, or just snowy days, over the rain any winter day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E63DyUUVf40/Txerz1tNxeI/AAAAAAAACWs/MykrnFOy3rQ/s1600/135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E63DyUUVf40/Txerz1tNxeI/AAAAAAAACWs/MykrnFOy3rQ/s400/135.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699212760539055586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I suppose snow days are made even better when you get to spend them as a family.   Particularly when every thing is still so new and exciting to Liam.   Today's adventure: Josh pulling Liam around on his snowboard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPGwdHG7X0c/TxerywQ-VDI/AAAAAAAACWU/CNsjoWNJqEo/s1600/062-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 242px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPGwdHG7X0c/TxerywQ-VDI/AAAAAAAACWU/CNsjoWNJqEo/s400/062-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699212741898556466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-urmC3hWpVLQ/Txeryouwk7I/AAAAAAAACWE/bEFSURCjcHw/s1600/037-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-urmC3hWpVLQ/Txeryouwk7I/AAAAAAAACWE/bEFSURCjcHw/s400/037-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699212739876000690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ea2kHoSdkD8/TxerM6u4UrI/AAAAAAAACV0/dqhTQxb68SE/s1600/055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ea2kHoSdkD8/TxerM6u4UrI/AAAAAAAACV0/dqhTQxb68SE/s400/055.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699212091873317554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Liam thought it was awesome.  Although, he equally enjoyed his lesson in making snow angels from Mom.   Not so much the angel part, but just the randomness of throwing himself in the snow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JtrrnIiIpbU/Txew52ETV-I/AAAAAAAACX8/yWPx6DYEu0M/s1600/101-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JtrrnIiIpbU/Txew52ETV-I/AAAAAAAACX8/yWPx6DYEu0M/s400/101-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699218361273243618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ahhh... gotta love sons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bsC3O39mgYs/TxerMv6RLFI/AAAAAAAACVo/_ug_vwypnFM/s1600/142-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 241px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bsC3O39mgYs/TxerMv6RLFI/AAAAAAAACVo/_ug_vwypnFM/s400/142-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699212088968293458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eUt1rikeWFY/TxerL3bRQgI/AAAAAAAACVc/KWcLCWNDwYc/s1600/172.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eUt1rikeWFY/TxerL3bRQgI/AAAAAAAACVc/KWcLCWNDwYc/s400/172.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699212073805890050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The added bonus of Josh being home on a snow day: I got to go for a walk with just myself and our camera while the boys napped and Josh worked from home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Brandon is going to be three months old in a few days.   Hard to believe.   He isn't so much into the snow, and paranoid Mom pretty much prefers her baby in a nice dry WARM house.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Liam took this picture with my camera tonight.   Not bad for a 2 year old.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nsRGg9u_O88/TxerKmIn_TI/AAAAAAAACVQ/BznzYb2SYZY/s1600/243.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nsRGg9u_O88/TxerKmIn_TI/AAAAAAAACVQ/BznzYb2SYZY/s400/243.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699212051984416050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ah, got to love Brandon's totally kissable cheeks.   Not sure which one of us kisses them more.  The boy should be germ proof at the rate we are going though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d4pr6Wfe01A/TxerKWcE6HI/AAAAAAAACVE/0lXQwcxU44A/s1600/229.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d4pr6Wfe01A/TxerKWcE6HI/AAAAAAAACVE/0lXQwcxU44A/s400/229.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699212047771035762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Guess the only thing left to say is, thank you largest snow storm this area has seen in years.   I know you'll be gone in a matter of days, but I sure do love the beauty, brightness, and joy you bring for the few days you are here!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061736462715292753-1877280047674850877?l=themillerhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/feeds/1877280047674850877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061736462715292753&amp;postID=1877280047674850877&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/1877280047674850877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/1877280047674850877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/2012/01/snow-day.html' title='Snowmagedon'/><author><name>joshandbrenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402284143276712204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/ST9UwrJaszI/AAAAAAAAATk/ULC0ZTHLbdI/S220/IMG_5187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cpoYzmks2FE/TxesKoVfxWI/AAAAAAAACXw/BxP_Ivs6kZw/s72-c/218.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061736462715292753.post-4259374167504422141</id><published>2012-01-15T20:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T20:29:49.122-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow 2012</title><content type='html'>Without fail we typically get one good blast of snow each winter.  Without fail Josh is usually overseas when it happens.   Until this year! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brandon is still too little to enjoy family time in the snow with us, but Liam is at the ripe age of total snow enjoyment!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9k_J7grLp0U/TxOkMJPUS_I/AAAAAAAACUU/shLJ1yrTeac/s1600/020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9k_J7grLp0U/TxOkMJPUS_I/AAAAAAAACUU/shLJ1yrTeac/s400/020.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698078482099358706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RB33pihGW98/TxOkLkAn6sI/AAAAAAAACUI/_ftMQ8xQJeM/s1600/more%2B070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RB33pihGW98/TxOkLkAn6sI/AAAAAAAACUI/_ftMQ8xQJeM/s400/more%2B070.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698078472105618114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qOmbFUMA8lM/TxOkLcErxhI/AAAAAAAACT8/UsD95G3-if8/s1600/more%2B064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qOmbFUMA8lM/TxOkLcErxhI/AAAAAAAACT8/UsD95G3-if8/s400/more%2B064.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698078469975164434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ocS6d2g6DUc/TxOkKcW76oI/AAAAAAAACT0/ZtX_zlaVUa0/s1600/008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ocS6d2g6DUc/TxOkKcW76oI/AAAAAAAACT0/ZtX_zlaVUa0/s400/008.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698078452871850626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ar4vaSbMq3M/TxOkKGl92QI/AAAAAAAACTk/RSXU7hMq4v0/s1600/016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ar4vaSbMq3M/TxOkKGl92QI/AAAAAAAACTk/RSXU7hMq4v0/s400/016.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698078447029311746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fU-b2LJFg4o/TxOjrUNUgeI/AAAAAAAACTU/0FzOKXmuBto/s1600/025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fU-b2LJFg4o/TxOjrUNUgeI/AAAAAAAACTU/0FzOKXmuBto/s400/025.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698077918108090850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Wcnu56CfRIg/TxOjqh5Qn1I/AAAAAAAACTM/Dsu-qLuUx94/s1600/028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Wcnu56CfRIg/TxOjqh5Qn1I/AAAAAAAACTM/Dsu-qLuUx94/s400/028.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698077904602177362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8CVV_mZECXs/TxOjqGZqmlI/AAAAAAAACS8/gzHVzUwnGgA/s1600/033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8CVV_mZECXs/TxOjqGZqmlI/AAAAAAAACS8/gzHVzUwnGgA/s400/033.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698077897221904978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rnw4ujunkVw/TxOjpkKe-1I/AAAAAAAACSw/n3NflN65Zt0/s1600/074-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rnw4ujunkVw/TxOjpkKe-1I/AAAAAAAACSw/n3NflN65Zt0/s400/074-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698077888031423314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yay for family time in the snow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061736462715292753-4259374167504422141?l=themillerhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/feeds/4259374167504422141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061736462715292753&amp;postID=4259374167504422141&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/4259374167504422141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/4259374167504422141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/2012/01/snow-2012.html' title='Snow 2012'/><author><name>joshandbrenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402284143276712204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/ST9UwrJaszI/AAAAAAAAATk/ULC0ZTHLbdI/S220/IMG_5187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9k_J7grLp0U/TxOkMJPUS_I/AAAAAAAACUU/shLJ1yrTeac/s72-c/020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061736462715292753.post-4773138749024668414</id><published>2012-01-12T20:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T21:49:21.084-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quiet Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I think most people keep flowers or candles as their table centerpiece.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We keep Brandon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b6Yt8C1RfuU/Tw-61KbDn1I/AAAAAAAACSU/b5vOg5sid0Q/s1600/123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b6Yt8C1RfuU/Tw-61KbDn1I/AAAAAAAACSU/b5vOg5sid0Q/s400/123.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696977476140638034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;At 3:30am our alarm went off this morning.   I'm the morning person of our marriage.   So, when Josh needs to be up at a time he is more accustomed to going to bed at - I get up too.  The added bonus is quiet time to visit with each other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5YD5havF4Vc/Tw-6saOT_aI/AAAAAAAACSI/qKoez2Ls974/s1600/043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5YD5havF4Vc/Tw-6saOT_aI/AAAAAAAACSI/qKoez2Ls974/s400/043.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696977325763329442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today we were remembering where we were last year at this time.    A year ago Brandon wasn't even on our radar.   God laughed at our planning and instead grew our family.    We both find it hard to imagine a life without Brandon's constant grunting and his big open smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1qfX7GX2QR4/Tw-6rPg_zlI/AAAAAAAACRw/6J2041d8pYQ/s1600/032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1qfX7GX2QR4/Tw-6rPg_zlI/AAAAAAAACRw/6J2041d8pYQ/s400/032.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696977305709039186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We also reflected on Liam.  How amazing it is to watch him grow!  Every day we are amazed at what Liam retains.   He reminds us of events that happened 3 months ago, sometimes giggling because he still finds them funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OvwlVUyysJM/Tw-6qF1i49I/AAAAAAAACRo/dCMPkn0oaEM/s1600/095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OvwlVUyysJM/Tw-6qF1i49I/AAAAAAAACRo/dCMPkn0oaEM/s400/095.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696977285931000786" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And, one of the best parts has been watching the boys bond.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Brandon's first smile:  For Liam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Brandon's first time rolling over:  Pretty sure it was to see what Liam was doing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C21LZIq9EhE/Tw-6p-AsfbI/AAAAAAAACRY/Q3d_Onh1nKE/s1600/117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C21LZIq9EhE/Tw-6p-AsfbI/AAAAAAAACRY/Q3d_Onh1nKE/s400/117.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696977283830283698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Brandon's first giggling sound:  For Liam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yes, quiet time to reflect together is sometimes hard to come by... but when we get it, boy is it awe inspiring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061736462715292753-4773138749024668414?l=themillerhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/feeds/4773138749024668414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061736462715292753&amp;postID=4773138749024668414&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/4773138749024668414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/4773138749024668414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/2012/01/quiet-time.html' title='Quiet Time'/><author><name>joshandbrenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402284143276712204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/ST9UwrJaszI/AAAAAAAAATk/ULC0ZTHLbdI/S220/IMG_5187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b6Yt8C1RfuU/Tw-61KbDn1I/AAAAAAAACSU/b5vOg5sid0Q/s72-c/123.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061736462715292753.post-4652482473097080018</id><published>2012-01-05T20:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T20:54:16.260-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ethan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dear Ethan - &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I met your Mom in the fall of 1996.   It seems almost like a life time ago...   16 years later, your Mom still has a special spot in my heart.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am so sorry that you are now 5 and I haven't yet met you.  I was at your baby shower, and I still remember how excited your Mom was at your upcoming birth!  I pray someday we will get to meet, that you and my son Liam can play together, and all seven of us can go to church together to worship the Lord!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In the meantime here is what you asked for, pictures of Liam playing with the toys you shared with him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6BQ9hHiOQD0/TwZ7gwWEa-I/AAAAAAAACRI/7StA58XvsgQ/s1600/026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6BQ9hHiOQD0/TwZ7gwWEa-I/AAAAAAAACRI/7StA58XvsgQ/s400/026.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694374581520067554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z5x0thBHC2A/TwZ7grmb36I/AAAAAAAACRA/yknAlY-Olbs/s1600/014-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z5x0thBHC2A/TwZ7grmb36I/AAAAAAAACRA/yknAlY-Olbs/s400/014-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694374580246536098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U22D4kR_zpg/TwZ7XzYYm6I/AAAAAAAACQw/kyZCJ7B7uJY/s1600/045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-U22D4kR_zpg/TwZ7XzYYm6I/AAAAAAAACQw/kyZCJ7B7uJY/s400/045.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694374427716262818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VWwkYvR9Wvg/TwZ7W6ozQLI/AAAAAAAACQk/L5KPKGYbWeE/s1600/050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VWwkYvR9Wvg/TwZ7W6ozQLI/AAAAAAAACQk/L5KPKGYbWeE/s400/050.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694374412484296882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nAOUgB73kY8/TwZ7WsnUTlI/AAAAAAAACQU/kmW4quBlaAQ/s1600/099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nAOUgB73kY8/TwZ7WsnUTlI/AAAAAAAACQU/kmW4quBlaAQ/s400/099.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694374408719978066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0jkS8qZEKr8/TwZ7WPK9toI/AAAAAAAACQM/GfS57OMjPLk/s1600/181.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0jkS8qZEKr8/TwZ7WPK9toI/AAAAAAAACQM/GfS57OMjPLk/s400/181.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694374400816428674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And Ethan, I'm happy to report that your Thomas trains will get LOTS of use as Brandon is in the "wings" waiting for his turn to play with the trains!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vbFY7--FHjw/TwZ7V62P-SI/AAAAAAAACQA/Tbs30wcE_Ig/s1600/195.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vbFY7--FHjw/TwZ7V62P-SI/AAAAAAAACQA/Tbs30wcE_Ig/s400/195.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694374395360835874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Thank you SO much for sending them to us!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;love, Brenda&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061736462715292753-4652482473097080018?l=themillerhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/feeds/4652482473097080018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061736462715292753&amp;postID=4652482473097080018&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/4652482473097080018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/4652482473097080018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/2012/01/ethan.html' title='Ethan'/><author><name>joshandbrenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402284143276712204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/ST9UwrJaszI/AAAAAAAAATk/ULC0ZTHLbdI/S220/IMG_5187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6BQ9hHiOQD0/TwZ7gwWEa-I/AAAAAAAACRI/7StA58XvsgQ/s72-c/026.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061736462715292753.post-6323625244965110320</id><published>2011-12-25T21:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T22:27:29.731-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It is Christmas Day once again, and I could post thousands of pictures of Liam opening every one's presents today...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uMVHaDD9vcM/TvgB_jV4EwI/AAAAAAAADXA/GJtntGvsGAU/s1600/068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uMVHaDD9vcM/TvgB_jV4EwI/AAAAAAAADXA/GJtntGvsGAU/s400/068.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690300320513004290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QGRN44ZGEi8/TvgBrGcbjGI/AAAAAAAADWc/-es-m7dKFY0/s1600/141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QGRN44ZGEi8/TvgBrGcbjGI/AAAAAAAADWc/-es-m7dKFY0/s400/141.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690299969158483042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Regardless of how many pictures I posted the Christmas reflexion would be the same: Christmas is truly for kids.  The joy on Liam's face coupled by the cheers of "YAY!" every time he opened something was just AWESOME!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SHgypt7RBSA/TvgMCGhj6zI/AAAAAAAADXw/nPEGIVUYDkc/s1600/172.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SHgypt7RBSA/TvgMCGhj6zI/AAAAAAAADXw/nPEGIVUYDkc/s400/172.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690311359433272114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It took us quite awhile to open presents as we had to stop and play with every gift before we could move on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BVPdhsfQSyk/TvgDUzo1hVI/AAAAAAAADXY/G7EkmGHg9R4/s1600/205.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BVPdhsfQSyk/TvgDUzo1hVI/AAAAAAAADXY/G7EkmGHg9R4/s400/205.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690301785176376658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Josh and I had a lot of fun watching Liam play with his new flash light...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tOM2rbsHUSY/TvgBqyYunWI/AAAAAAAADWQ/TGkKRG1cZH4/s1600/213.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tOM2rbsHUSY/TvgBqyYunWI/AAAAAAAADWQ/TGkKRG1cZH4/s400/213.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690299963774246242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And enjoy his new "kid size" table and chairs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9gVkz3_fIUI/TvgBIPORg9I/AAAAAAAADWE/e93DrqL2XwI/s1600/241.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9gVkz3_fIUI/TvgBIPORg9I/AAAAAAAADWE/e93DrqL2XwI/s400/241.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690299370219602898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Brandon's first Christmas was low key.   He slept.   He watched Liam.  He ate.   And, then he slept some more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hlIUFyiZNP4/TvgBHiURbtI/AAAAAAAADV4/VHYHj-l4hmY/s1600/248.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hlIUFyiZNP4/TvgBHiURbtI/AAAAAAAADV4/VHYHj-l4hmY/s400/248.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690299358165167826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jzbzHGJeURU/TvgFYc22HGI/AAAAAAAADXk/cZgfI59HBlo/s1600/251.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jzbzHGJeURU/TvgFYc22HGI/AAAAAAAADXk/cZgfI59HBlo/s400/251.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690304046803852386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Cappy patiently waited for some attention from his favorite "little person" and his Christmas treat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6qTttpCPU70/TvgBG3bf8TI/AAAAAAAADVs/kbK_CqJjf1c/s1600/279.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6qTttpCPU70/TvgBG3bf8TI/AAAAAAAADVs/kbK_CqJjf1c/s400/279.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690299346652754226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-13lJSzU-lgg/TvgBGtunLvI/AAAAAAAADVc/Jcd61ao3rjI/s1600/288.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-13lJSzU-lgg/TvgBGtunLvI/AAAAAAAADVc/Jcd61ao3rjI/s400/288.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690299344048566002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But, what I'll remember most this Christmas is how blessed I felt watching Liam, Brandon and Josh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dTMOhhIr6bE/TvgCQ_c3jDI/AAAAAAAADXM/OS7LUn7fetM/s1600/IMG_1773-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dTMOhhIr6bE/TvgCQ_c3jDI/AAAAAAAADXM/OS7LUn7fetM/s400/IMG_1773-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690300620116298802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Merry Christmas to all our family and friends!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061736462715292753-6323625244965110320?l=themillerhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/feeds/6323625244965110320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061736462715292753&amp;postID=6323625244965110320&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/6323625244965110320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/6323625244965110320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-2011.html' title='Christmas 2011'/><author><name>Brenda Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06128531148615535572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uMVHaDD9vcM/TvgB_jV4EwI/AAAAAAAADXA/GJtntGvsGAU/s72-c/068.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061736462715292753.post-8605428912265877047</id><published>2011-12-11T21:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T17:00:29.570-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Christmas Tree...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Having kids certainly changes Christmas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LPoRFOSUqbk/TuWV02xQN4I/AAAAAAAACPU/o0mUCBtQBLA/s1600/013.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LPoRFOSUqbk/TuWV02xQN4I/AAAAAAAACPU/o0mUCBtQBLA/s400/013.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685114839912953730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I cannot remember the last time I was actually excited about decorating for Christmas.   Seems strange to admit.  For most of my life I was known as a Christmas geek.   I was the kind of person who would decorate in September if given the chance.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HKsnAhctk00/TuWV0DiEuuI/AAAAAAAACPM/n-w8YTXt37w/s1600/010.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HKsnAhctk00/TuWV0DiEuuI/AAAAAAAACPM/n-w8YTXt37w/s400/010.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685114826159078114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then over the past 5 years the reality of balancing work, travel, and the holidays kicked in and the Christmas joy was literally sucked right out of me.  It was more work than enjoyment.  Last year I had even suggested to Josh that we not bother with a Christmas tree.   I'm sure he thought I was sick with a fever.   He had just returned from three weeks in Japan, followed by a whirl-wind trip to Oregon.  Who wants to decorate a tree?  I didn't.  He took me tree shopping on Christmas Eve, and I will admit, I did enjoy our tree last year.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NQ3q_96RTKU/TuWVzti9tTI/AAAAAAAACO8/r7gixP_OySE/s1600/139.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NQ3q_96RTKU/TuWVzti9tTI/AAAAAAAACO8/r7gixP_OySE/s400/139.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685114820257232178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This year we got our tree the earliest I have ever had one in my life.    And, it was a quite the experience decorating it.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hd6Ay8ATXt8/TuWVy1iUCUI/AAAAAAAACOk/xNaZtCOgPiY/s1600/picture-2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hd6Ay8ATXt8/TuWVy1iUCUI/AAAAAAAACOk/xNaZtCOgPiY/s400/picture-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685114805222115650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Wcf0RyUDGoE/TuWVcSfZzzI/AAAAAAAACNk/D-6QVkPS-fM/s1600/treeattempt2-2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Wcf0RyUDGoE/TuWVcSfZzzI/AAAAAAAACNk/D-6QVkPS-fM/s400/treeattempt2-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685114417857548082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0GmITA3V5BU/TuWWPFNpphI/AAAAAAAACPw/GFDgTfDgAAM/s1600/tree-2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 400px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0GmITA3V5BU/TuWWPFNpphI/AAAAAAAACPw/GFDgTfDgAAM/s400/tree-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685115290466756114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You see, Liam is EXCITED about Christmas.   He happily repeated over and over how "Dad put tree on car!" and he happily laid on the ground under the tree with Josh to fill it with water.   He joyfully took every ornament out(the kid friendly shatter proof ornaments, thank you Ikea) and examined them.  Then he found a sheet of bubble wrap and danced on it, laughing as each bubble popped.  As Josh tested the strings of lights Liam would happily cheer "Dad turn light on!"  Or he'd climb up the step ladder and complain that he couldn't reach the star like Dad could.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F8x5eFHjTbE/TuWVeD0QrQI/AAAAAAAACOU/7KwTD2dVyFA/s1600/130.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F8x5eFHjTbE/TuWVeD0QrQI/AAAAAAAACOU/7KwTD2dVyFA/s400/130.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685114448278236418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What a difference it makes to your heart to see the joy of the holiday decoration through your child.   It is something I cannot exactly put into words.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I don't expect Liam to yet grasp the beauty of the Christmas we celebrate in Luke 2: 8-14.   And, perhaps my quest to obtain a truly "beautiful" picture of our Christmas tree did not help.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iAVqMr6mdY4/TuWVd6QNarI/AAAAAAAACOI/sK5xNZswEd4/s1600/tree6.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 248px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iAVqMr6mdY4/TuWVd6QNarI/AAAAAAAACOI/sK5xNZswEd4/s400/tree6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685114445711108786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Jwk8R4QFDOs/TuWVdLnlNRI/AAAAAAAACOA/6H0avH9QC10/s1600/tree6-2-2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 243px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Jwk8R4QFDOs/TuWVdLnlNRI/AAAAAAAACOA/6H0avH9QC10/s400/tree6-2-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685114433192670482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;However, as I look at this last picture, the one I have named "my reminder"  I will forever think of 2011 as the year true Christmas joy crept back in my heart.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x1nOQfzZ3go/TuWVcuy5ZMI/AAAAAAAACNw/dFNBdCFELSA/s1600/tree6-4-2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 246px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x1nOQfzZ3go/TuWVcuy5ZMI/AAAAAAAACNw/dFNBdCFELSA/s400/tree6-4-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685114425455502530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061736462715292753-8605428912265877047?l=themillerhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/feeds/8605428912265877047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061736462715292753&amp;postID=8605428912265877047&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/8605428912265877047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/8605428912265877047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/2011/12/oh-christmas-tree.html' title='Oh Christmas Tree...'/><author><name>joshandbrenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402284143276712204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/ST9UwrJaszI/AAAAAAAAATk/ULC0ZTHLbdI/S220/IMG_5187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LPoRFOSUqbk/TuWV02xQN4I/AAAAAAAACPU/o0mUCBtQBLA/s72-c/013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061736462715292753.post-2238660292700162510</id><published>2011-11-27T08:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T09:30:11.365-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just That Weird...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The joys of having two fall boys (September and October birth dates) doesn't just mean they can wear the same clothing. It means I have the opportunity to try and recreate photos I took of Liam, except now with Brandon! Oh, I know you're all probably thinking "poor kids!"  Ha ha!   Oh well, it makes Mom happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Here is Liam, his first Christmas at 8 weeks old.  I took this photo in November of 2009.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7mDD3q-SPBo/TtJqlLg9FKI/AAAAAAAACLQ/LVspmITAXmU/s1600/119.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7mDD3q-SPBo/TtJqlLg9FKI/AAAAAAAACLQ/LVspmITAXmU/s400/119.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679719267046331554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And, here is Brandon at 4 weeks old.  Taken November 2011.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5FCFOYeqKKc/TtJqk6neGkI/AAAAAAAACLE/oo4j2Xs0Vvw/s1600/027-2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5FCFOYeqKKc/TtJqk6neGkI/AAAAAAAACLE/oo4j2Xs0Vvw/s400/027-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679719262510258754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ok, so the lighting is different, but the outfit is the same.  And, it made me happy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As you can see, Liam had to get in on the "recreation" action too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CiK0z83YErA/TtJy3b5lH5I/AAAAAAAACLo/s3SObptn4AE/s1600/155-2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CiK0z83YErA/TtJy3b5lH5I/AAAAAAAACLo/s3SObptn4AE/s400/155-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679728376775253906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Mp1wDG5ycKQ/TtJy3G14HJI/AAAAAAAACLc/3RfyAiS7NaM/s1600/117-2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Mp1wDG5ycKQ/TtJy3G14HJI/AAAAAAAACLc/3RfyAiS7NaM/s400/117-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679728371122576530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I don't think I can ever recreate those pictures though :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061736462715292753-2238660292700162510?l=themillerhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/feeds/2238660292700162510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061736462715292753&amp;postID=2238660292700162510&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/2238660292700162510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/2238660292700162510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/2011/11/just-that-weird.html' title='Just That Weird...'/><author><name>joshandbrenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402284143276712204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/ST9UwrJaszI/AAAAAAAAATk/ULC0ZTHLbdI/S220/IMG_5187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7mDD3q-SPBo/TtJqlLg9FKI/AAAAAAAACLQ/LVspmITAXmU/s72-c/119.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061736462715292753.post-9069765589178129976</id><published>2011-11-24T19:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T20:29:40.040-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Blogging has definitely a bit harder to accomplish as of late.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Brandon turned 1 month old this week.  Liam continues to be an attentive big brother, who loves to hug and hold his brother, but isn't afraid to tell us to "put baby down" and play "trains with E-um".   The compromise usually lands either Josh or I like this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4gQ1MCWep7w/Ts8TvgfasJI/AAAAAAAACK4/NieNsHXrqXA/s1600/031.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4gQ1MCWep7w/Ts8TvgfasJI/AAAAAAAACK4/NieNsHXrqXA/s400/031.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678779362033971346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_D-a2nLMXus/Ts8TvPmahPI/AAAAAAAACKs/Ni-kJhmYOTs/s1600/025.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_D-a2nLMXus/Ts8TvPmahPI/AAAAAAAACKs/Ni-kJhmYOTs/s400/025.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678779357499917554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Recently I decided to bake cookies, something I don't do very often.  One of my favorite childhood memories is the amazing amount of cookies my mom would have out on Christmas Eve.   She would spend most of December baking them.   I have never had the time to do that.  In fact, one my favorite Christmas cookies has been near impossible for me to make.   I've tried several times in the past and it has been a complete flop.   Apparently all it took was a second baby and Liam's dancing to Tony Bennett Christmas music for it to be a success.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K-uidh1RVKI/Ts8Tu1Zq4GI/AAAAAAAACKg/zkqSOsOHz3w/s1600/017.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K-uidh1RVKI/Ts8Tu1Zq4GI/AAAAAAAACKg/zkqSOsOHz3w/s400/017.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678779350467141730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_C_CRo5Swa0/Ts8TZOikiNI/AAAAAAAACKU/K7naGn0dqsU/s1600/037.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_C_CRo5Swa0/Ts8TZOikiNI/AAAAAAAACKU/K7naGn0dqsU/s400/037.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678778979258239186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The first Christmas cookie done.  I don't think I'll accomplish the amount my Mom always did for us at Christmas - but darn it, I am determined to carry on the tradition for our boys, so I am excited to get a jump start!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Here it is Thanksgiving weekend.   What better way to start five days off with Dad than to watch Curious George on your soccer ball next to Dad...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JEaicPofzWE/Ts8TYKwebxI/AAAAAAAACKI/-a_YagXcIIM/s1600/012.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JEaicPofzWE/Ts8TYKwebxI/AAAAAAAACKI/-a_YagXcIIM/s400/012.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678778961062948626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This was our first Thanksgiving of just us.   Literally just us.   It was low key.  Mellow.  Lovely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--U6OHuvRIzc/Ts8TXzcSqgI/AAAAAAAACJ4/C-qhP6TZmBg/s1600/034.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--U6OHuvRIzc/Ts8TXzcSqgI/AAAAAAAACJ4/C-qhP6TZmBg/s400/034.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678778954804275714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Du7ADcl9K1I/Ts8TXA3pUcI/AAAAAAAACJw/Nd36FQnEDaI/s1600/021.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Du7ADcl9K1I/Ts8TXA3pUcI/AAAAAAAACJw/Nd36FQnEDaI/s400/021.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678778941228798402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XcIBWVej7PI/Ts8TWx9ExYI/AAAAAAAACJk/nG8fhsgctt8/s1600/066.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XcIBWVej7PI/Ts8TWx9ExYI/AAAAAAAACJk/nG8fhsgctt8/s400/066.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678778937225037186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Now November is coming to an end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I blinked and it was gone.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061736462715292753-9069765589178129976?l=themillerhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/feeds/9069765589178129976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061736462715292753&amp;postID=9069765589178129976&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/9069765589178129976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/9069765589178129976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/2011/11/november.html' title='Blogging'/><author><name>joshandbrenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402284143276712204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/ST9UwrJaszI/AAAAAAAAATk/ULC0ZTHLbdI/S220/IMG_5187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4gQ1MCWep7w/Ts8TvgfasJI/AAAAAAAACK4/NieNsHXrqXA/s72-c/031.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061736462715292753.post-8822664206108331647</id><published>2011-11-04T21:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T21:57:37.088-07:00</updated><title type='text'>November</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eEg6rkIoDW8/TrS_A2xQZ9I/AAAAAAAADT8/k_1H9SpK7Fc/s1600/083.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eEg6rkIoDW8/TrS_A2xQZ9I/AAAAAAAADT8/k_1H9SpK7Fc/s400/083.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671367852189312978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This might be the latest I have seen the leaves turn color by us, but they definitely are not disappointing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There is one street by our house that has such vibrant colors that it takes my breath away.  Every time I pass it I think of the Robert Frost poem "Birches"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mSM8JmKM-a0/TrS-6rEE7QI/AAAAAAAADTw/3qTInJSP2hc/s1600/016.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mSM8JmKM-a0/TrS-6rEE7QI/AAAAAAAADTw/3qTInJSP2hc/s400/016.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671367745967811842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"When I see birches bend to the left and right&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pqfItjc-xyI/TrS-6bbwwmI/AAAAAAAADTk/fmtIeqtZ2A0/s1600/060.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pqfItjc-xyI/TrS-6bbwwmI/AAAAAAAADTk/fmtIeqtZ2A0/s400/060.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671367741772186210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Across the lines of straighter darker trees,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IjGWVkjH58o/TrS-5ofKVnI/AAAAAAAADTY/b_nyXKYSf6M/s1600/074.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IjGWVkjH58o/TrS-5ofKVnI/AAAAAAAADTY/b_nyXKYSf6M/s400/074.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671367728096237170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I like to think some boys been swinging on them..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh sure, that is only the first three lines...it is a classic &lt;a href="http://quotations.about.com/cs/poemlyrics/a/Birches.htm"&gt;poem&lt;/a&gt; that you can finish by clicking the link if you'd like.  I recommend it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Meanwhile Josh has worked two "half days" this week leaving me with our two boys for the first time.   We all survived, and Liam is starting to ask to hold his baby brother now.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QyKmKvDoPag/TrS-5TgJ40I/AAAAAAAADTI/cmmNPXqHJEo/s1600/087.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QyKmKvDoPag/TrS-5TgJ40I/AAAAAAAADTI/cmmNPXqHJEo/s400/087.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671367722463257410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hard to believe Brandon is 14 days old now.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R27ru0ySnrs/TrS-5GAbW7I/AAAAAAAADTA/jajfFHUwCEY/s1600/109.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R27ru0ySnrs/TrS-5GAbW7I/AAAAAAAADTA/jajfFHUwCEY/s400/109.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671367718840523698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And, just think, next year I'll have two boys to envision swinging in birch trees as they play in the fall leaves...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061736462715292753-8822664206108331647?l=themillerhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/feeds/8822664206108331647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061736462715292753&amp;postID=8822664206108331647&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/8822664206108331647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/8822664206108331647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/2011/11/this-might-be-latest-i-have-seen-leaves.html' title='November'/><author><name>Brenda Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06128531148615535572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eEg6rkIoDW8/TrS_A2xQZ9I/AAAAAAAADT8/k_1H9SpK7Fc/s72-c/083.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061736462715292753.post-8650936312635025658</id><published>2011-11-01T12:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T14:35:55.198-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The End of October...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In all honesty, the last two weeks of October have been a blur.  Starting the night of October 18th my pregnancy uncomfortableness took quite the turn towards miserable.   Three consecutive appointments to monitor the baby movement later Brandon Allen Miller decided it was time to enter the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e4fUhPqFaxw/TrBEJRmEf-I/AAAAAAAACHo/Mte8v3gsNaU/s1600/brandon%2B066.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e4fUhPqFaxw/TrBEJRmEf-I/AAAAAAAACHo/Mte8v3gsNaU/s400/brandon%2B066.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670106856992047074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_3kRfK4s7x8/TrBD5PlpmdI/AAAAAAAACHU/FdXnBCLdD_s/s1600/brandon%2B069.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_3kRfK4s7x8/TrBD5PlpmdI/AAAAAAAACHU/FdXnBCLdD_s/s400/brandon%2B069.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670106581575506386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Friends and family visited us in the hospital over the next few days while I began my c-section recovery...&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KhTNkJ11l3w/TrBD293H2jI/AAAAAAAACG0/oAQ6k2qirsY/s1600/brandon%2B087.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KhTNkJ11l3w/TrBD293H2jI/AAAAAAAACG0/oAQ6k2qirsY/s400/brandon%2B087.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670106542457215538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And, next thing you know poor Brandon was being forced into a photo shoot at home with Mom. Welcome to the life of a Miller child Brandon, your Mom is pretty attached to her camera!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-78V5oKUg9FQ/TrBD4EYiECI/AAAAAAAACHI/tirSgjbMvV4/s1600/077.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-78V5oKUg9FQ/TrBD4EYiECI/AAAAAAAACHI/tirSgjbMvV4/s400/077.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670106561387827234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I personally will probably always think of Brandon as our earth quake baby.  Literally moments after I got the positive pregnancy test in Japan we were catapulted into the largest earth quake in 100 years in Japan.    Quite the memory association!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tFQzk-zpYt8/TrBD3p0SIrI/AAAAAAAACG8/r2yrzQQEN7A/s1600/291.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tFQzk-zpYt8/TrBD3p0SIrI/AAAAAAAACG8/r2yrzQQEN7A/s400/291.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670106554256466610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The bum part of a c-section is the long recovery.   Two weeks of nothingness which eventually is replaced by bare minimum-ness until nearly Christmas.   I should say, bare minimum for me is the no-no status my treadmill still has... sigh... I'll probably be one of the few people running on Christmas Eve just because I finally can!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Meanwhile family has shown up to help.   Our sister-in-law Deana and two lovely nieces came up this past weekend.   Deana tended to Brandon so I could rest, and our nieces were AWESOME at playing with Liam.   They even got to do a little early Halloween celebration together for the first time EVER!  Very special!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N69laLmc7vk/TrBD2QPBQQI/AAAAAAAACGs/5_nWkTn27x8/s1600/243.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N69laLmc7vk/TrBD2QPBQQI/AAAAAAAACGs/5_nWkTn27x8/s400/243.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670106530209415426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L-5Ck1gpLRY/TrBDDxGe-GI/AAAAAAAACGc/KvxFHSYW-CA/s1600/568.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L-5Ck1gpLRY/TrBDDxGe-GI/AAAAAAAACGc/KvxFHSYW-CA/s400/568.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670105662858655842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Josh has been home helping with the boys while I am on the "do nothing" part of recovery. Therefore Josh got to go with Liam on his first "class" field trip to a pumpkin patch.   I was pretty disappointed that I did not get to go.   Liam is SO proud of the pumpkin he picked out.   Thanks to Bethany I have this great photo of Liam and his friend Sam showing off their pumpkin picks.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NOWebQny6OE/TrBDDZ77V1I/AAAAAAAACGM/SRPrylqWDMs/s1600/IMG_3201.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NOWebQny6OE/TrBDDZ77V1I/AAAAAAAACGM/SRPrylqWDMs/s400/IMG_3201.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670105656640362322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The next thing we knew it was Halloween.   We decided the best Halloween's involve making popcorn and I am pretty sure Liam would agree!  He LOVED watching the air popper spit popcorn out every where.   At one point he was laughing so hard I thought he was going to fall over!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mF1kUPzyd4A/TrBDCVOpCtI/AAAAAAAACGE/DI3_83mtnKU/s1600/076-2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mF1kUPzyd4A/TrBDCVOpCtI/AAAAAAAACGE/DI3_83mtnKU/s400/076-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670105638196808402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8I3TkQ0fpKY/TrBDBl_-ENI/AAAAAAAACF4/Y1WK0tW230A/s1600/102.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8I3TkQ0fpKY/TrBDBl_-ENI/AAAAAAAACF4/Y1WK0tW230A/s400/102.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670105625518805202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We closed out Halloween with a little trick-o-treating for Liam.   He is quite good (and exuberant) at saying "TRICK OR TREAT!" Brandon and I slowly followed behind Josh and Liam as they went store to store at the mall last night.   I truly LOVED how excited Liam was as he'd tell me "E-um got trick or treat!" as he showed me what was in his bucket each time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tBHjVHtyy8k/TrBDBHPe1BI/AAAAAAAACFw/Q_WyJRnpomk/s1600/111.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tBHjVHtyy8k/TrBDBHPe1BI/AAAAAAAACFw/Q_WyJRnpomk/s400/111.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670105617262367762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Now here it is November 1st.   Brandon still does what babies do best - sleep.   I'm sure he'll wake up just in time for Josh to return to work next week *wink*  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4NIJoTycXy4/TrBNzYOdqOI/AAAAAAAACH0/cS5YoEC0_Iw/s1600/805.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4NIJoTycXy4/TrBNzYOdqOI/AAAAAAAACH0/cS5YoEC0_Iw/s400/805.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670117475931236578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm looking forward to Thanksgiving this year.   We sure have a lot to be thankful for!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061736462715292753-8650936312635025658?l=themillerhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/feeds/8650936312635025658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061736462715292753&amp;postID=8650936312635025658&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/8650936312635025658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/8650936312635025658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/2011/11/end-of-october.html' title='The End of October...'/><author><name>joshandbrenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402284143276712204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/ST9UwrJaszI/AAAAAAAAATk/ULC0ZTHLbdI/S220/IMG_5187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e4fUhPqFaxw/TrBEJRmEf-I/AAAAAAAACHo/Mte8v3gsNaU/s72-c/brandon%2B066.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061736462715292753.post-4564159673345401959</id><published>2011-10-27T14:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T14:45:11.627-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Introducing...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aXMEk9DaEfQ/TqnQ3qtBhHI/AAAAAAAACEU/EjgW-R57ooA/s1600/106-1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aXMEk9DaEfQ/TqnQ3qtBhHI/AAAAAAAACEU/EjgW-R57ooA/s400/106-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668291260796994674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061736462715292753-4564159673345401959?l=themillerhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/feeds/4564159673345401959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061736462715292753&amp;postID=4564159673345401959&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/4564159673345401959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/4564159673345401959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/2011/10/introducing.html' title='Introducing...'/><author><name>joshandbrenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402284143276712204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/ST9UwrJaszI/AAAAAAAAATk/ULC0ZTHLbdI/S220/IMG_5187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aXMEk9DaEfQ/TqnQ3qtBhHI/AAAAAAAACEU/EjgW-R57ooA/s72-c/106-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061736462715292753.post-964265613407931623</id><published>2011-10-08T14:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-08T15:04:05.529-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pumpkin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It is that time of the year again...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lVLFbw1Sr4I/TpDEyZdaiII/AAAAAAAACDs/0Zp3SFBDEWw/s1600/039.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lVLFbw1Sr4I/TpDEyZdaiII/AAAAAAAACDs/0Zp3SFBDEWw/s400/039.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661241101711476866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Time for a trip to our favorite pumpkin patch in Kirkland, WA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ybDmN4sdnRU/TpDEx25KorI/AAAAAAAACDc/uipFGFDI_aA/s1600/072.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ybDmN4sdnRU/TpDEx25KorI/AAAAAAAACDc/uipFGFDI_aA/s400/072.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661241092432634546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nBtWbs-TFBQ/TpDEyF9d1mI/AAAAAAAACDk/iVnyvp2_7RA/s1600/042.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nBtWbs-TFBQ/TpDEyF9d1mI/AAAAAAAACDk/iVnyvp2_7RA/s400/042.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661241096477202018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I can hardly believe that this was Liam's 3rd trip to the pumpkin patch.   It really doesn't seem that long ago that we took three week old Liam to visit the pumpkin fields.  And, we can hardly believe how he has changed in his three visits to the pumpkin fields.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/StKol_Z2akI/AAAAAAAAAt4/_LO3sT3dHiU/s1600-h/045apumpkin.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 251px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/StKol_Z2akI/AAAAAAAAAt4/_LO3sT3dHiU/s400/045apumpkin.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391557074544388674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TKgPZWk0pXI/AAAAAAAABiM/FPOgJLbaqiE/s1600/035.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TKgPZWk0pXI/AAAAAAAABiM/FPOgJLbaqiE/s400/035.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523681871201084786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BiJOtEZAt50/TpDDVEVYOgI/AAAAAAAACDM/__7Cgln2Hp8/s1600/018-2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BiJOtEZAt50/TpDDVEVYOgI/AAAAAAAACDM/__7Cgln2Hp8/s400/018-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661239498312792578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Liam continues to grow like a weed too.   We attempted our annual "height chart" shot today, but in true 2 year old form he only wanted his picture taken with Dad.   That's okay, at least we got one.  He is really growing up fast!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/StKoEv2E8tI/AAAAAAAAAtg/z5W1pfbtlBw/s1600-h/060apumpkin.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 264px; height: 400px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/StKoEv2E8tI/AAAAAAAAAtg/z5W1pfbtlBw/s400/060apumpkin.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391556503432131282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TKgPqKhDLrI/AAAAAAAABiU/xOQ26HMUDi0/s1600/143.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TKgPqKhDLrI/AAAAAAAABiU/xOQ26HMUDi0/s400/143.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523682160021810866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TKgP4TqTvqI/AAAAAAAABic/e_z9CoWQNdY/s1600/132.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TKgP4TqTvqI/AAAAAAAABic/e_z9CoWQNdY/s400/132.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523682402994732706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0aNPXCLSwKI/TpDEeZCFFCI/AAAAAAAACDU/ULNkA3RMSj8/s1600/006.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0aNPXCLSwKI/TpDEeZCFFCI/AAAAAAAACDU/ULNkA3RMSj8/s400/006.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661240757999440930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;One of the highlights of this years pumpkin field trip was the new wagon that we brought along.   Liam loves his wagon. He loved helping Dad build it, he loves to ride in it, and he loves to pull it along.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M_1rFc6v6ZE/TpDFGGMeBEI/AAAAAAAACEM/eLI0UoZQzt8/s1600/037.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M_1rFc6v6ZE/TpDFGGMeBEI/AAAAAAAACEM/eLI0UoZQzt8/s400/037.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661241440137512002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7fvOejTp9_U/TpDFF3InqEI/AAAAAAAACEE/zZIcIA8Agds/s1600/144.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7fvOejTp9_U/TpDFF3InqEI/AAAAAAAACEE/zZIcIA8Agds/s400/144.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661241436094834754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I love it too!   I have great visions of photo shoots of both our sons in this wagon.   Thank you Grandpa Mike! It is a great birthday gift for Liam!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M8X5vTSSbmw/TpDFF41y2vI/AAAAAAAACD8/TlTfAVxaoJA/s1600/107.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 220px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M8X5vTSSbmw/TpDFF41y2vI/AAAAAAAACD8/TlTfAVxaoJA/s400/107.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661241436552747762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6mLI3YybXpA/TpDFFk14rXI/AAAAAAAACD0/EC8QLjvlVfM/s1600/076.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 246px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6mLI3YybXpA/TpDFFk14rXI/AAAAAAAACD0/EC8QLjvlVfM/s400/076.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661241431184420210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What better way to declare fall is here than with our annual (&lt;i&gt;and great&lt;/i&gt;) family outing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061736462715292753-964265613407931623?l=themillerhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/feeds/964265613407931623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061736462715292753&amp;postID=964265613407931623&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/964265613407931623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/964265613407931623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/2011/10/pumpkin.html' title='Pumpkin'/><author><name>joshandbrenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402284143276712204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/ST9UwrJaszI/AAAAAAAAATk/ULC0ZTHLbdI/S220/IMG_5187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lVLFbw1Sr4I/TpDEyZdaiII/AAAAAAAACDs/0Zp3SFBDEWw/s72-c/039.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061736462715292753.post-8965063344058273884</id><published>2011-10-01T23:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T23:08:57.074-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oktoberfest</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hard to believe three weeks ago Josh and my Dad were happily enjoying beer at Belgium Beer Fest in Tokyo, and today we were all in Leavenworth, WA for the kick off weekend of Oktoberfest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zZN3E_4gm8s/Tof-bAyDc5I/AAAAAAAACDE/ix5XWGf3iUM/s1600/027.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zZN3E_4gm8s/Tof-bAyDc5I/AAAAAAAACDE/ix5XWGf3iUM/s400/027.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658771196834182034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I think not so secretly both of them are enjoying this quest to celebrate beer around the world. Heck, they both came to the conclusion that drinking beer meant there was no need to shave - separately!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eWnbJkSgSkM/Tof-V-WmZ-I/AAAAAAAACC8/Vh6aLQhzfLU/s1600/018.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eWnbJkSgSkM/Tof-V-WmZ-I/AAAAAAAACC8/Vh6aLQhzfLU/s400/018.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658771110282815458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Not sure what it says that at two years old Liam has now attended two Oktoberfests on two different continents, but he seems to really enjoy them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6JZhC6n1TAM/Tof-VJG6q7I/AAAAAAAACC0/ovTJL4w_XyE/s1600/034.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6JZhC6n1TAM/Tof-VJG6q7I/AAAAAAAACC0/ovTJL4w_XyE/s400/034.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658771095989955506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Particularly the polka music.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pQMskD9nHbY/Tof-U_UbmLI/AAAAAAAACCs/whMSG9wuaGU/s1600/051.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pQMskD9nHbY/Tof-U_UbmLI/AAAAAAAACCs/whMSG9wuaGU/s400/051.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658771093362284722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh boy, does that get him dancing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cPHTPWERLNI/Tof-UjcI8sI/AAAAAAAACCk/qVuW779qUkI/s1600/058.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cPHTPWERLNI/Tof-UjcI8sI/AAAAAAAACCk/qVuW779qUkI/s400/058.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658771085878424258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XKSPsd8XDjQ/Tof-UXenJTI/AAAAAAAACCc/yutcWtYny_0/s1600/064.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XKSPsd8XDjQ/Tof-UXenJTI/AAAAAAAACCc/yutcWtYny_0/s400/064.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658771082667566386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Now I am left wondering, where in the world are we all going next to drink beer for an Oktoberfest?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061736462715292753-8965063344058273884?l=themillerhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/feeds/8965063344058273884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061736462715292753&amp;postID=8965063344058273884&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/8965063344058273884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/8965063344058273884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/2011/10/oktoberfest_01.html' title='Oktoberfest'/><author><name>joshandbrenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402284143276712204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/ST9UwrJaszI/AAAAAAAAATk/ULC0ZTHLbdI/S220/IMG_5187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zZN3E_4gm8s/Tof-bAyDc5I/AAAAAAAACDE/ix5XWGf3iUM/s72-c/027.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061736462715292753.post-9171857146533143056</id><published>2011-09-27T21:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T21:54:43.655-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We Are Back...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We've been stateside just over a week.   Tonight we are enjoying our first fire of the season.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-00e-DFddeI0/ToKj3fbAIaI/AAAAAAAACBs/7EeNP_9Rzbs/s1600/059.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-00e-DFddeI0/ToKj3fbAIaI/AAAAAAAACBs/7EeNP_9Rzbs/s400/059.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657264255653650850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It is a little scary how it feels like we never left.   There are subtle changes that make us realize we were gone though...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2sj6qn2PcQM/ToKjyfjjVdI/AAAAAAAACBk/izC6GzYPfSM/s1600/063-2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2sj6qn2PcQM/ToKjyfjjVdI/AAAAAAAACBk/izC6GzYPfSM/s400/063-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657264169790166482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Cappy got seriously gray in the face, and amazingly transformed into our ideal lazy mastiff. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Liam turned 2 a few days after we returned.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H8OIjIq-3l4/ToKjyKm6v5I/AAAAAAAACBc/JHOROdwl-bA/s1600/316.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H8OIjIq-3l4/ToKjyKm6v5I/AAAAAAAACBc/JHOROdwl-bA/s400/316.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657264164167139218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I don't know if he understood what it meant to celebrate a birthday, but he definitely enjoyed his day of random presents and his new Thomas Trike.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2-SHo0Nblc8/ToKjxyWiJGI/AAAAAAAACBU/baA-QJtznr0/s1600/121.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2-SHo0Nblc8/ToKjxyWiJGI/AAAAAAAACBU/baA-QJtznr0/s400/121.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657264157655966818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-buEK59MC-bM/ToKjxoV5hXI/AAAAAAAACBM/HSQ5ao21Hjs/s1600/073.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-buEK59MC-bM/ToKjxoV5hXI/AAAAAAAACBM/HSQ5ao21Hjs/s400/073.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657264154968950130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qVJDkFF_fh4/ToKjxbExJuI/AAAAAAAACBE/7kAgO_boamA/s1600/105.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qVJDkFF_fh4/ToKjxbExJuI/AAAAAAAACBE/7kAgO_boamA/s400/105.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657264151407437538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Plus, thanks to the bummer of a summer Seattle had while we were gone blueberries are still ripe for picking!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aFGAXOTFhVY/ToKjBosZKmI/AAAAAAAACA8/YjbVj9I0adU/s1600/IMG_1850.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aFGAXOTFhVY/ToKjBosZKmI/AAAAAAAACA8/YjbVj9I0adU/s400/IMG_1850.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657263330429577826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Last year Liam was toted on Josh's back while we picked, he couldn't yet walk.  Hard to believe a year later he was happily picking with us, and talking non-stop!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9nFIbzmrqnY/ToKjBUoC9II/AAAAAAAACA0/oyALlDIaNW4/s1600/IMG_1859.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9nFIbzmrqnY/ToKjBUoC9II/AAAAAAAACA0/oyALlDIaNW4/s400/IMG_1859.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657263325042635906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gBSkOjohIYU/ToKjBD_7YgI/AAAAAAAACAs/OKviHRC3Xyk/s1600/IMG_1872.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gBSkOjohIYU/ToKjBD_7YgI/AAAAAAAACAs/OKviHRC3Xyk/s400/IMG_1872.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657263320579400194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'd say blueberry picking was a hit with Liam!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OsrS2Q5Q3bo/ToKjA7N0nYI/AAAAAAAACAk/PxbWP3pL6BI/s1600/IMG_1862.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OsrS2Q5Q3bo/ToKjA7N0nYI/AAAAAAAACAk/PxbWP3pL6BI/s400/IMG_1862.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657263318221757826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We are still a bit jet lagged.  We took Liam for a burger and fries and he asked for rice and noodles.  And, we aren't even 100% unpacked yet.  We miss our walking every where, hoping trains, and non-processed food life in Japan.   But, it is definitely nice to be home.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061736462715292753-9171857146533143056?l=themillerhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/feeds/9171857146533143056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061736462715292753&amp;postID=9171857146533143056&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/9171857146533143056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/9171857146533143056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/2011/09/we-are-back.html' title='We Are Back...'/><author><name>joshandbrenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402284143276712204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/ST9UwrJaszI/AAAAAAAAATk/ULC0ZTHLbdI/S220/IMG_5187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-00e-DFddeI0/ToKj3fbAIaI/AAAAAAAACBs/7EeNP_9Rzbs/s72-c/059.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061736462715292753.post-6142445862509705577</id><published>2011-09-12T06:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T03:15:25.132-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye, For Now...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It doesn't seem that long ago that I was telling Josh I was sad to be leaving Seattle.  Now here we are prepping to leave Ikebukuro, and I find myself telling him I am sad again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Our life in Japan is very different than what we left behind in Seattle.  Our home in Woodinville is surrounded by pine trees on nearly an acre.  You can hear the creek run, and the owl calling at night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In Japan we live on the 32nd floor in an absurdly quiet metropolitan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B0hpufTHCxA/Tm4EFC6vpbI/AAAAAAAAB_M/6F_rJ5jp1tw/s1600/IMG_1137.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B0hpufTHCxA/Tm4EFC6vpbI/AAAAAAAAB_M/6F_rJ5jp1tw/s400/IMG_1137.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651459067125671346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In Woodinville, when the sun goes down, it is dark.   You need a flash light just to walk out to the street.   Here city lights bring a new beauty to our surroundings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nVztPkia66E/Tm4EE4dwnKI/AAAAAAAAB_E/VfX64EsJ7q4/s1600/IMG_0989.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nVztPkia66E/Tm4EE4dwnKI/AAAAAAAAB_E/VfX64EsJ7q4/s400/IMG_0989.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651459064319745186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In Woodinville I drive every where.   Until I quit working in November of 2010 I drove 52 miles a day just in commuting.  In Japan we walk every where.  And, if we aren't walking we are on the trains.   Josh spends one and half hours commuting one direction 5 days a week in Japan.   In Woodinville his 6 mile drive can take 45 minutes.  In his commute time in Japan Josh has managed to read the first three books of the Game of Thrones series.  Mass transit rocks.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c4OHrDkTL3A/Tm8s_KAj3_I/AAAAAAAACAc/0jBqxUpxI1M/s1600/014.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c4OHrDkTL3A/Tm8s_KAj3_I/AAAAAAAACAc/0jBqxUpxI1M/s400/014.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651785520903348210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DnJK-XjZPqU/Tm8s_H4AKhI/AAAAAAAACAU/YijlY4sv7kU/s1600/049.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DnJK-XjZPqU/Tm8s_H4AKhI/AAAAAAAACAU/YijlY4sv7kU/s400/049.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651785520330582546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L-dETE_dpKY/Tm8s-9krnTI/AAAAAAAACAM/-Eq9ywP4MLc/s1600/100.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L-dETE_dpKY/Tm8s-9krnTI/AAAAAAAACAM/-Eq9ywP4MLc/s400/100.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651785517565189426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UZuAklwuNBw/Tm8s-tWySyI/AAAAAAAACAE/zNWzUxHp_4w/s1600/119.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UZuAklwuNBw/Tm8s-tWySyI/AAAAAAAACAE/zNWzUxHp_4w/s400/119.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651785513211939618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GPyT639BxsY/Tm4EmaH2ciI/AAAAAAAAB_0/6fVvp_xaS6M/s1600/IMG_1092.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GPyT639BxsY/Tm4EmaH2ciI/AAAAAAAAB_0/6fVvp_xaS6M/s400/IMG_1092.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651459640290341410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4sKQV4ot54o/Tm4EmBV3tEI/AAAAAAAAB_s/bAtUrbmW6vg/s1600/IMG_1030.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4sKQV4ot54o/Tm4EmBV3tEI/AAAAAAAAB_s/bAtUrbmW6vg/s400/IMG_1030.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651459633638257730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am totally going to miss the look of awe on Liam's face as the trains go blazing past us.   I'll miss him calling out "Bu-bye choo choo!" and waving so excitedly - only moments later to ask "Where'd it go?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'll miss the random street performers.  We have some great street acts in Seattle - but it is still new and exciting to me to see the performers here rock a big standing/dancing crowd as they sing in English.   Especially since I rarely hear English on any give day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ijn2JKzkdrs/Tm4ElxqmqVI/AAAAAAAAB_k/woIPSGvJccE/s1600/IMG_1117.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ijn2JKzkdrs/Tm4ElxqmqVI/AAAAAAAAB_k/woIPSGvJccE/s400/IMG_1117.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651459629430253906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'll miss the lanterns.   These ones just went up in Ikebukuro.  The big festival here will happen after we leave. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rb1g7X3e_-k/Tm4Elc7mViI/AAAAAAAAB_c/SpWdq5nYGWM/s1600/IMG_0973.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rb1g7X3e_-k/Tm4Elc7mViI/AAAAAAAAB_c/SpWdq5nYGWM/s400/IMG_0973.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651459623864391202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'll miss the feeling of safety I have in this city of 13 million people.   I can go out by myself to take random pictures, and have an inebriated young Japanese man get dared to jump in my picture, watch homeless men sleep on the side walk, and not once feel fear.  I love that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T5ZQDG_FhOM/Tm4ElaNmPkI/AAAAAAAAB_U/QF1od3o2eNM/s1600/IMG_0969.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T5ZQDG_FhOM/Tm4ElaNmPkI/AAAAAAAAB_U/QF1od3o2eNM/s400/IMG_0969.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651459623134576194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'll also very much miss the view from our living room.   Constantly changing as the sun changes position, always beautiful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Hb8YQhoI4uY/Tm4DfieAHnI/AAAAAAAAB-0/UiSjgI-Yt-A/s1600/IMG_0871.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Hb8YQhoI4uY/Tm4DfieAHnI/AAAAAAAAB-0/UiSjgI-Yt-A/s400/IMG_0871.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651458422760021618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6KTt5y4VZ34/Tm4DfFWqX2I/AAAAAAAAB-k/O7U2Zv_CWzQ/s1600/IMG_0879.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6KTt5y4VZ34/Tm4DfFWqX2I/AAAAAAAAB-k/O7U2Zv_CWzQ/s400/IMG_0879.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651458414944608098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2zI5sqN0OSY/Tm4DfdKvn7I/AAAAAAAAB-s/xMYhqj-pKTA/s1600/IMG_0947.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2zI5sqN0OSY/Tm4DfdKvn7I/AAAAAAAAB-s/xMYhqj-pKTA/s400/IMG_0947.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651458421337071538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4EShff9YXHw/Tm4DeVNsmDI/AAAAAAAAB-c/es2wEFWWocc/s1600/IMG_0866.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4EShff9YXHw/Tm4DeVNsmDI/AAAAAAAAB-c/es2wEFWWocc/s400/IMG_0866.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651458402022103090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There is so much more I will miss, more than I can photograph or put into words.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But, at home - "home, home, Cappy home" as Liam calls it - we have a big goofy, slobbery dog awaiting us.  A new son who will arrive only weeks after our return.  Dear friends who have been taking care of our house and dog,  praying for us, and helping us from afar.  And the added bonus of a five day work week for Josh, as opposed to the seven day work week he has had to put in here this trip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I can hardly believe this Friday we will wake up in our Ikebukuro apartment, say goodbye to it, and go to sleep that night in our house in the states.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'll miss you Ikebukuro.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061736462715292753-6142445862509705577?l=themillerhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/feeds/6142445862509705577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061736462715292753&amp;postID=6142445862509705577&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/6142445862509705577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/6142445862509705577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/2011/09/goodbye-for-now.html' title='Goodbye, For Now...'/><author><name>joshandbrenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402284143276712204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/ST9UwrJaszI/AAAAAAAAATk/ULC0ZTHLbdI/S220/IMG_5187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B0hpufTHCxA/Tm4EFC6vpbI/AAAAAAAAB_M/6F_rJ5jp1tw/s72-c/IMG_1137.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061736462715292753.post-3330362470826447649</id><published>2011-09-09T04:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T04:46:55.865-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Only Visitors...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BOjx_6jMhqA/TmnzyXByNMI/AAAAAAAAB90/aZAYKoa4K-M/s1600/080.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BOjx_6jMhqA/TmnzyXByNMI/AAAAAAAAB90/aZAYKoa4K-M/s400/080.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650315254013506754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As much as I am looking forward to returning to Seattle - as it signals I am in the home stretch of this pregnancy - I find myself sad that our time in Tokyo is coming to an end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This past week my parents flew in from Oregon to experience our Japanese lifestyle.  Apparently this lifestyle agrees with us as we heard more than once that Josh, Liam and myself looked happier and healthier than ever.   I think that is a very true statement.   And, it was fun to share that lifestyle with my parents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Besides becoming more established at eating with chopsticks they got to try and do a lot of things...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;They got to try wine that looks like a juice box.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-27AIi_TZpBg/Tmn0FDAQpfI/AAAAAAAAB-M/wa4MY4sUECo/s1600/104-2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-27AIi_TZpBg/Tmn0FDAQpfI/AAAAAAAAB-M/wa4MY4sUECo/s400/104-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650315575055918578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;They got to enjoy the oldest zoo in Japan (Ueno Zoo) with a very excited grandson.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ABPXkqJJAmY/TmnzxwJI6mI/AAAAAAAAB9k/ovhTYISuKEw/s1600/015.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ABPXkqJJAmY/TmnzxwJI6mI/AAAAAAAAB9k/ovhTYISuKEw/s400/015.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650315243575372386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-58W1KsarR-4/TmnzxrFsmHI/AAAAAAAAB9c/mlY5NFE9Zk4/s1600/060-2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-58W1KsarR-4/TmnzxrFsmHI/AAAAAAAAB9c/mlY5NFE9Zk4/s400/060-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650315242218756210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;They got to experience the funny Japanese sense of humor as seen by this sign at the zoo:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QS1RwhupuRo/TmnzxBKWOlI/AAAAAAAAB9U/VRxCbK_ScGo/s1600/076.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 259px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QS1RwhupuRo/TmnzxBKWOlI/AAAAAAAAB9U/VRxCbK_ScGo/s400/076.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650315230963972690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There was even evening dance parties to House of Pains "Jump Around" with Liam in our living room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59IylFGYu3s/Tmn0EyoxF2I/AAAAAAAAB-E/7-9gV6XJvJk/s1600/052.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-59IylFGYu3s/Tmn0EyoxF2I/AAAAAAAAB-E/7-9gV6XJvJk/s400/052.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650315570662414178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;They got to enjoy the brand new Sunshine City Aquarium right in Ikebukuro.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SlsQhpuen2M/TmnzUrxec3I/AAAAAAAAB9M/Tiul4cz0r7M/s1600/120.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SlsQhpuen2M/TmnzUrxec3I/AAAAAAAAB9M/Tiul4cz0r7M/s400/120.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650314744186172274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OH2kzDACBtM/Tmn0FTI16oI/AAAAAAAAB-U/BnxwxI98Sno/s1600/232-2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OH2kzDACBtM/Tmn0FTI16oI/AAAAAAAAB-U/BnxwxI98Sno/s400/232-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650315579386882690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VPH56FW0D0o/TmnzUbOzK0I/AAAAAAAAB9E/bR_TUpsmQOI/s1600/113.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VPH56FW0D0o/TmnzUbOzK0I/AAAAAAAAB9E/bR_TUpsmQOI/s400/113.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650314739745762114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FmCET-GGPd8/TmnzUA2RGNI/AAAAAAAAB88/32PwlU5h2QY/s1600/203.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FmCET-GGPd8/TmnzUA2RGNI/AAAAAAAAB88/32PwlU5h2QY/s400/203.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650314732663544018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;They even survived the busiest train station in the world (as Ikebukuro is technically "only" the second busiest) so we could walk to Shinjuku Gyoen - one of our favorite Japanese parks/gardens.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tBork5IaJjo/TmnzT0TibAI/AAAAAAAAB80/A-qwsfErT2w/s1600/059.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tBork5IaJjo/TmnzT0TibAI/AAAAAAAAB80/A-qwsfErT2w/s400/059.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650314729296653314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-id5NH7Mxdm8/TmnzTv08pXI/AAAAAAAAB8s/18L834u0F2k/s1600/085-2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-id5NH7Mxdm8/TmnzTv08pXI/AAAAAAAAB8s/18L834u0F2k/s400/085-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650314728094606706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;They got to leave Tokyo and spend an afternoon in the town Josh works in (Kawagoe) and enjoy our favorite meal - Shabu Shabu with us.  (I would hazard a guess it was probably their favorite meal of the entire week here)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ttO01dV3NTQ/TmnzyCQI2wI/AAAAAAAAB9s/71chMQM-DKQ/s1600/044.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ttO01dV3NTQ/TmnzyCQI2wI/AAAAAAAAB9s/71chMQM-DKQ/s400/044.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650315248436566786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And, because United Airlines &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/5YGc4zOqozo"&gt;Breaks Guitars&lt;/a&gt; and cancels flights, my parents ended up with one whole extra day in Japan in which Josh didn't have to work.   So, what do you do with an extra unexpected day?   You experience Roppongi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7nDK8UDjMvU/Tmny0_2M2dI/AAAAAAAAB8k/mFtU84vO1cQ/s1600/IMG_0749.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7nDK8UDjMvU/Tmny0_2M2dI/AAAAAAAAB8k/mFtU84vO1cQ/s400/IMG_0749.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650314199818885586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Once in Roppongi you enjoy the Belgium Beer Festival in Tokyo!   Nothing says a great last day like an Oktoberfest in Japan!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5tjImtWE7p8/Tmny0mxHVSI/AAAAAAAAB8c/L73ABq1It60/s1600/IMG_0765.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5tjImtWE7p8/Tmny0mxHVSI/AAAAAAAAB8c/L73ABq1It60/s400/IMG_0765.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650314193086666018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8IOfzUdrtvM/Tmny0SsYytI/AAAAAAAAB8U/erxhFq_m-nw/s1600/IMG_0770.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8IOfzUdrtvM/Tmny0SsYytI/AAAAAAAAB8U/erxhFq_m-nw/s400/IMG_0770.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650314187698129618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-62putmBtwOc/TmnyzyYh2qI/AAAAAAAAB8M/sUMAYLMi6QE/s1600/IMG_0783.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-62putmBtwOc/TmnyzyYh2qI/AAAAAAAAB8M/sUMAYLMi6QE/s400/IMG_0783.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650314179024902818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-755r3PJoLEg/TmnyzrBqbkI/AAAAAAAAB8E/Bp_uhXIaAZU/s1600/IMG_0792.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-755r3PJoLEg/TmnyzrBqbkI/AAAAAAAAB8E/Bp_uhXIaAZU/s400/IMG_0792.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650314177049947714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tomorrow, if United airlines runs smoothly, my parents will head back to Oregon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zokoEJKlXqE/Tmn0EkL--SI/AAAAAAAAB98/tXV-RC7XUTI/s1600/017.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zokoEJKlXqE/Tmn0EkL--SI/AAAAAAAAB98/tXV-RC7XUTI/s400/017.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650315566783592738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In one more week, we will head back to Seattle. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Definitely a bit sad.   But, definitely glad to have had this whirl-wind Tokyo sight seeing week to enjoy a few things one last time with my family. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061736462715292753-3330362470826447649?l=themillerhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/feeds/3330362470826447649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061736462715292753&amp;postID=3330362470826447649&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/3330362470826447649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/3330362470826447649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/2011/09/our-only-visitors.html' title='Our Only Visitors...'/><author><name>joshandbrenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402284143276712204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/ST9UwrJaszI/AAAAAAAAATk/ULC0ZTHLbdI/S220/IMG_5187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BOjx_6jMhqA/TmnzyXByNMI/AAAAAAAAB90/aZAYKoa4K-M/s72-c/080.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061736462715292753.post-2351616626987259192</id><published>2011-08-14T20:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T04:21:50.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Liam</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dear Liam,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We hazard a guess that at some point in your lifetime you may question us on why we haven't taken any exciting adventures with you.   At which point we will reference you to this blog posting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If your little Thomas train could talk he would tell you of all the sights he has seen with you since we have left Seattle, WA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NR13IvGkqTQ/TkiXMfN0WqI/AAAAAAAADN4/KyH0icjcwCg/s1600/249.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 269px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NR13IvGkqTQ/TkiXMfN0WqI/AAAAAAAADN4/KyH0icjcwCg/s400/249.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640924774075226786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;These past five days we have taken you on quite the adventure through Japan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We started our adventure with your very first trip on the Shinkansen (Bullet Train).  You were SO excited to watch these beautiful trains blast through the train plate forms.   What a smooth ride we had at 187mph.   We were able to travel from Tokyo to Hiroshima in a little over 4 hours.   Distance wise that is Seattle to San Francisco!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vv0YX7PKSzk/TkiXMITqqQI/AAAAAAAADNw/Mxar9LKmvsM/s1600/174.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vv0YX7PKSzk/TkiXMITqqQI/AAAAAAAADNw/Mxar9LKmvsM/s400/174.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640924767925741826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As like anywhere else we have been in Japan, you continued to be a big hit.   We cannot tell you how many times a day we heard people explain "Kawaii!!" (how cute!) as you passed by.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MK4-WzR_zY4/TkiXL6w4wqI/AAAAAAAADNo/5_O8eLNS_Ps/s1600/378.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MK4-WzR_zY4/TkiXL6w4wqI/AAAAAAAADNo/5_O8eLNS_Ps/s400/378.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640924764290204322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In fact, we weren't in Hiroshima more than 30 minutes before a sweet elderly lady made these mini-paper cranes to welcome YOU to Hiroshima.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IAw7DlnxHUA/TkiXLp5a56I/AAAAAAAADNg/dSU9TLRAw9s/s1600/004.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 222px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IAw7DlnxHUA/TkiXLp5a56I/AAAAAAAADNg/dSU9TLRAw9s/s400/004.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640924759762593698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;From there we took you to Hiroshima Peace Memorial Park and directly to the A-Bomb Dome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2dHZJTFqLg0/TkiXLeJNZXI/AAAAAAAADNY/WU9ZaGAXln0/s1600/025.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2dHZJTFqLg0/TkiXLeJNZXI/AAAAAAAADNY/WU9ZaGAXln0/s400/025.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640924756607591794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CEskqK5oOgc/TkiWzmujweI/AAAAAAAADNQ/-LBRCrN5Blw/s1600/043.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CEskqK5oOgc/TkiWzmujweI/AAAAAAAADNQ/-LBRCrN5Blw/s400/043.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640924346594869730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We also saw the Children's Peace Monument which is dedicated to all the children who lost their lives in the nuclear bombing of Hiroshima.   This statue is based on the true story of Sadako Sasaki, a young girl who died from radiation.  She believed if she folded 1000 paper cranes she would be cured.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XeEB9YtOSXI/TkiWzZ3rTEI/AAAAAAAADNI/3kyJjxi2n78/s1600/056.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XeEB9YtOSXI/TkiWzZ3rTEI/AAAAAAAADNI/3kyJjxi2n78/s400/056.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640924343143451714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;To this day children from all over the world send paper cranes to be held on display around her monument.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qVlB3P_0vjk/TkiWzLw8t7I/AAAAAAAADNA/-kDkJvnSAUU/s1600/401.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qVlB3P_0vjk/TkiWzLw8t7I/AAAAAAAADNA/-kDkJvnSAUU/s400/401.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640924339357136818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eXV_OtRFwM8/TkiWzGTps8I/AAAAAAAADM4/onO4B8bQgDw/s1600/DSC01940.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eXV_OtRFwM8/TkiWzGTps8I/AAAAAAAADM4/onO4B8bQgDw/s400/DSC01940.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640924337892078530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We also took you through the Hiroshima Peace Memorial Museum.  Although you may have been too young to understand every thing we were seeing at the time, we can only tell you it was incredibly humbling to see the Japanese history and American history of the Atomic Bombing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-klFhuPy1LHY/TkiWy3mYVoI/AAAAAAAADMw/vBWoXWRe1go/s1600/069.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 218px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-klFhuPy1LHY/TkiWy3mYVoI/AAAAAAAADMw/vBWoXWRe1go/s400/069.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640924333944100482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nm9U8J345gI/TkiWfav2vLI/AAAAAAAADMo/U-erl76gFRI/s1600/080.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nm9U8J345gI/TkiWfav2vLI/AAAAAAAADMo/U-erl76gFRI/s400/080.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640923999781698738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pXWF-BT8-PM/TkigW0bcNuI/AAAAAAAADOI/ApiNWQTmZaU/s1600/DSC01948.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pXWF-BT8-PM/TkigW0bcNuI/AAAAAAAADOI/ApiNWQTmZaU/s400/DSC01948.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640934847172851426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-odqy8sgELhs/TkigWifTMdI/AAAAAAAADOA/Y_dVOOXmyUQ/s1600/DSC01949.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-odqy8sgELhs/TkigWifTMdI/AAAAAAAADOA/Y_dVOOXmyUQ/s400/DSC01949.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640934842357199314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When our day in Hiroshima was over dear Liam, we took you on a ferry ride to the island of Miyajima.  There we took you to a shrine that was originally erected in the 6th century, although it has been built again and again over the years.   The version we saw was the 8th rebuild of the shrine that appears to float on the water during high tide.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ofcUubRhMg0/TkiWfKfVOuI/AAAAAAAADMg/CqOPykNR3m0/s1600/435.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ofcUubRhMg0/TkiWfKfVOuI/AAAAAAAADMg/CqOPykNR3m0/s400/435.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640923995417426658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pvqLfbAAov4/TkiWe_BUJtI/AAAAAAAADMY/VSB8FSdJstI/s1600/116.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pvqLfbAAov4/TkiWe_BUJtI/AAAAAAAADMY/VSB8FSdJstI/s400/116.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640923992338736850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aEb9AgvPzwo/TkiWejynCaI/AAAAAAAADMQ/R60YEMznYKQ/s1600/114.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aEb9AgvPzwo/TkiWejynCaI/AAAAAAAADMQ/R60YEMznYKQ/s400/114.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640923985029302690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We also took you to your very first aquarium on Miyajima.    Even then you had to take the time to show the sea turtles your little train Thomas, who traveled all over Japan with us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1z2iVjrTJQo/TkiWekyCZJI/AAAAAAAADMI/xowZwUGcqdA/s1600/130.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1z2iVjrTJQo/TkiWekyCZJI/AAAAAAAADMI/xowZwUGcqdA/s400/130.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640923985295336594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Miyajima has an abundance of deer.  If for some reason you grow to have a fear of them, we know why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OTAp0VrORbw/TkiV1oCnMeI/AAAAAAAADMA/ygVZFKxlefw/s1600/126.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OTAp0VrORbw/TkiV1oCnMeI/AAAAAAAADMA/ygVZFKxlefw/s400/126.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640923281795527138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was on this island adventure that a deer put its head right into your snack cup and helped itself.  It was here that a deer poked its head around the diaper bag.   It was here that deer would get as close to your face as possible and make you cry in hysterics.  It was here your Dad was the "Deer Whisperer" and took pictures with these goat like scavenging deer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5Z1FTn2BOz0/TkiV1UcM7TI/AAAAAAAADL4/AzjsBmPTUnE/s1600/152.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5Z1FTn2BOz0/TkiV1UcM7TI/AAAAAAAADL4/AzjsBmPTUnE/s400/152.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640923276534148402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IWGAko5-PXQ/TkiV1CpdWwI/AAAAAAAADLw/OlBxfBYpmyA/s1600/457.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IWGAko5-PXQ/TkiV1CpdWwI/AAAAAAAADLw/OlBxfBYpmyA/s400/457.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640923271757912834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vphrgt2ltaY/TkiV1B2e1II/AAAAAAAADLo/NQrCHvX73UY/s1600/160.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vphrgt2ltaY/TkiV1B2e1II/AAAAAAAADLo/NQrCHvX73UY/s400/160.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640923271544099970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When we traveled back to Hiroshima you decided it was time to nap.  But, while you napped your father and I enjoyed Okonomiyaki for lunch.   Japanese pancake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zfl_IDyR8yM/TkiV03ero1I/AAAAAAAADLg/K3RDjNt73VA/s1600/164.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 284px; height: 400px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zfl_IDyR8yM/TkiV03ero1I/AAAAAAAADLg/K3RDjNt73VA/s400/164.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640923268759921490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wPnck-8UyA0/TkiVj2onBHI/AAAAAAAADLY/GD3etWj_p1U/s1600/166.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wPnck-8UyA0/TkiVj2onBHI/AAAAAAAADLY/GD3etWj_p1U/s400/166.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640922976475350130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It. Was. Awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;From there we traveled on to Kyoto.   Our first adventure there was Kiyomizu-dera, a temple built in 1633, originally not using a single nail in its construction.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jp8ykOVHjJI/TkiVjsPll8I/AAAAAAAADLQ/kYIGHOkzUM8/s1600/196.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jp8ykOVHjJI/TkiVjsPll8I/AAAAAAAADLQ/kYIGHOkzUM8/s400/196.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640922973686044610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You were quite the trooper and made quite the trek to see this sight with us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gIV1vf4irwo/Tkilyqh9cfI/AAAAAAAADOY/7tFQK9Mmwl8/s1600/201.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gIV1vf4irwo/Tkilyqh9cfI/AAAAAAAADOY/7tFQK9Mmwl8/s400/201.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640940823110316530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We made afternoon AC breaks in our hotel play land which you called "Weeeee" in Kyoto.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--N-6TPsdzGc/TkiVjWTWhbI/AAAAAAAADLA/RYCaPGgNtsw/s1600/229.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--N-6TPsdzGc/TkiVjWTWhbI/AAAAAAAADLA/RYCaPGgNtsw/s400/229.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640922967796254130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We took you to the Kyoto Nishiki Market.  Some of these stores opened with the original market in the 1300's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nfh3_pGVjNg/TkiVjOa3oUI/AAAAAAAADK4/p3Ih9EZjhqk/s1600/247.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nfh3_pGVjNg/TkiVjOa3oUI/AAAAAAAADK4/p3Ih9EZjhqk/s400/247.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640922965680300354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We also took you to Nijo Castle, which was built in 1603.   It was ornate and amazing to see, despite the insanely intense heat!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0OG1pliUffM/TkiVILnKM4I/AAAAAAAADKw/AS248_V9rIw/s1600/346.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 278px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0OG1pliUffM/TkiVILnKM4I/AAAAAAAADKw/AS248_V9rIw/s400/346.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640922501070074754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8RGe0Nm7C2s/TkilVb6F97I/AAAAAAAADOQ/IO8Okaz-OyI/s1600/211.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8RGe0Nm7C2s/TkilVb6F97I/AAAAAAAADOQ/IO8Okaz-OyI/s400/211.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640940320968800178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We even took you to a random outdoor water spray area we found so you could cool off with the local kids.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uJuweIOTd7k/TkiVHswE9WI/AAAAAAAADKg/JWLJ3owv7dA/s1600/279.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uJuweIOTd7k/TkiVHswE9WI/AAAAAAAADKg/JWLJ3owv7dA/s400/279.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640922492785980770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--9oYbXUfMdU/TkiVHfuvKlI/AAAAAAAADKY/ZK9-SP_o46A/s1600/288.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--9oYbXUfMdU/TkiVHfuvKlI/AAAAAAAADKY/ZK9-SP_o46A/s400/288.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640922489290697298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was the type of vacation that only occurs once in a life time.   You enjoyed yourself.   We are sorry you may not remember it.   But, we are so glad we got to take you to explore Japan!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mVa8waaKEHs/TkiVHIdvNQI/AAAAAAAADKQ/mTk-qqfsFeA/s1600/370.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mVa8waaKEHs/TkiVHIdvNQI/AAAAAAAADKQ/mTk-qqfsFeA/s400/370.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640922483045381378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mom &amp;amp; Dad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061736462715292753-2351616626987259192?l=themillerhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/feeds/2351616626987259192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061736462715292753&amp;postID=2351616626987259192&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/2351616626987259192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/2351616626987259192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/2011/08/dear-liam.html' title='Dear Liam'/><author><name>Brenda Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06128531148615535572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NR13IvGkqTQ/TkiXMfN0WqI/AAAAAAAADN4/KyH0icjcwCg/s72-c/249.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061736462715292753.post-3281012352367573308</id><published>2011-08-06T04:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T05:23:26.962-07:00</updated><title type='text'>33</title><content type='html'>This is a bit of an unusual year for Josh and I.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ILe7fZ0knQg/Tj0kGva0cFI/AAAAAAAADJg/HokuM5JwETY/s1600/070.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 259px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ILe7fZ0knQg/Tj0kGva0cFI/AAAAAAAADJg/HokuM5JwETY/s400/070.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637702006764499026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We have now both celebrated our birthdays (32nd for him in February, 33rd for me on August 4th) in Japan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lPs6Dbj7HEQ/Tj0kGJjjxaI/AAAAAAAADJY/c3yz_tGCq3A/s1600/DSC01925.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lPs6Dbj7HEQ/Tj0kGJjjxaI/AAAAAAAADJY/c3yz_tGCq3A/s400/DSC01925.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637701996600608162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What did we do to ring in my big 3-3?  Family time.  Three glorious days of it.   I don't think there could be a better gift, I really don't.  We are in Japan for Josh to work, and work he does. I'm blessed to be married to someone who is a very hard worker, particularly when it comes to working hard for his family.  That said, birthday's don't get much better this.  The three of us together enjoying each other's company.  Complete with ice coffee runs, wonderful Japanese meals, and a trip to the oldest zoo in Japan.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ATgirKTSc5c/Tj0kF9x0xaI/AAAAAAAADJQ/t74pAnCQo9A/s1600/271.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ATgirKTSc5c/Tj0kF9x0xaI/AAAAAAAADJQ/t74pAnCQo9A/s400/271.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637701993439217058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ueno Zoo opened on March 20, 1882.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When we were here in February we heard giant Panda's had come to this zoo from China. Unfortunately that trip got cut a bit short, and we didn't get to see them. So we were thrilled that this trip we got to go enjoy them!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DxbnYyQIl5Y/Tj0lkYk5sbI/AAAAAAAADJo/nOyDB_vz4Sc/s1600/DSC01918.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DxbnYyQIl5Y/Tj0lkYk5sbI/AAAAAAAADJo/nOyDB_vz4Sc/s400/DSC01918.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637703615540474290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was only about a 5 minute wait to see the Panda's, clearly the big attraction right now.   It was however, a bit difficult for me to capture pictures of them as we walked by their homes.&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s322ATH0Sog/Tj0kFBe5GzI/AAAAAAAADJA/Si_4E5IVSQM/s1600/086.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s322ATH0Sog/Tj0kFBe5GzI/AAAAAAAADJA/Si_4E5IVSQM/s400/086.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637701977253681970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KlQwSeeK1So/Tj0j1dNGOTI/AAAAAAAADI4/2DwBzHOSDeI/s1600/097.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 253px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KlQwSeeK1So/Tj0j1dNGOTI/AAAAAAAADI4/2DwBzHOSDeI/s400/097.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637701709817329970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I can only say all three of us had the look of complete awe and total joy at getting to see these beautiful animals!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-avgZB-ITnkw/Tj0j1I7YtfI/AAAAAAAADIw/FgG3W5Elbzs/s1600/099.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-avgZB-ITnkw/Tj0j1I7YtfI/AAAAAAAADIw/FgG3W5Elbzs/s400/099.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637701704374334962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Seriously, how could you not want to hug a panda?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Besides the awesome animals there is some great structural sights to behold at the Ueno Zoo too.  Like this five-storied pagoda built in 1639.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pbkVFXIzpSs/Tj0j0jfco5I/AAAAAAAADIo/9BFTAFltgoc/s1600/111.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pbkVFXIzpSs/Tj0j0jfco5I/AAAAAAAADIo/9BFTAFltgoc/s400/111.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637701694325040018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x8FiE0WKfJ4/Tj0j0WEbjjI/AAAAAAAADIg/Evcyrfdcjx0/s1600/DSC01921.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x8FiE0WKfJ4/Tj0j0WEbjjI/AAAAAAAADIg/Evcyrfdcjx0/s400/DSC01921.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637701690722061874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Look closely, that might be the only pregnant picture to include my belly this go around.   That is right, I am 7 months pregnant.   A side note, part of my 33rd birthday was spent on the phone arranging my medically necessary c-section in the USA.   Baby boy Miller two will be here November 2, 2011 at 12:15pm  (unless he decides to arrive sooner...)&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jdtA9vESRlg/Tj0j0BTJaHI/AAAAAAAADIY/8WWFc_Njeuo/s1600/106.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jdtA9vESRlg/Tj0j0BTJaHI/AAAAAAAADIY/8WWFc_Njeuo/s400/106.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637701685146642546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Liam has been to the Seattle Zoo twice.  This was quite a different experience.   You are able to get much closer to the animals at the Ueno Zoo - and all the animals were out and active.  Apparently they like 88 degrees with 80% humidity.    It definitely made Liam HAPPY`!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vsbZs6zDrUI/Tj0l1hF460I/AAAAAAAADJw/r_L-V1MpgUY/s1600/146.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vsbZs6zDrUI/Tj0l1hF460I/AAAAAAAADJw/r_L-V1MpgUY/s400/146.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637703909884095298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X_SL7k9YBFM/Tj0jYKBCeCI/AAAAAAAADIQ/PAknLocdVmg/s1600/148.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X_SL7k9YBFM/Tj0jYKBCeCI/AAAAAAAADIQ/PAknLocdVmg/s400/148.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637701206450272290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PML97I1UPN0/Tj0jX96FJqI/AAAAAAAADII/w_b0IEsMoZk/s1600/158.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 275px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PML97I1UPN0/Tj0jX96FJqI/AAAAAAAADII/w_b0IEsMoZk/s400/158.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637701203199862434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Thank goodness for the occasional misting to walk under to cool off!   Ahhh!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A5OgpyAT4MU/Tj0jXSH9goI/AAAAAAAADIA/r0AtQXjLDbM/s1600/173.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A5OgpyAT4MU/Tj0jXSH9goI/AAAAAAAADIA/r0AtQXjLDbM/s400/173.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637701191446921858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Kpj98MjYJ5c/Tj0jXFTP7rI/AAAAAAAADH4/SrLiB50gsuY/s1600/198.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Kpj98MjYJ5c/Tj0jXFTP7rI/AAAAAAAADH4/SrLiB50gsuY/s400/198.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637701188004605618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This sign just cracked me up:&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GETwjBpcUa8/Tj0jW7xkQxI/AAAAAAAADHw/iFdsXJepi9Y/s1600/206.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 254px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GETwjBpcUa8/Tj0jW7xkQxI/AAAAAAAADHw/iFdsXJepi9Y/s400/206.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637701185447412498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;They just seemed like your every day penguin to me!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pUnKpkawVs4/Tj0jH5zjfuI/AAAAAAAADHo/YhNlzBeVFTo/s1600/208.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 249px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pUnKpkawVs4/Tj0jH5zjfuI/AAAAAAAADHo/YhNlzBeVFTo/s400/208.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637700927220842210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This was one of the most beautiful sites to me at the zoo:&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WGqKeZCgXSc/Tj0jHpxDYXI/AAAAAAAADHg/0R3rJQxPv1U/s1600/238.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WGqKeZCgXSc/Tj0jHpxDYXI/AAAAAAAADHg/0R3rJQxPv1U/s400/238.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637700922915381618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-74afa38TO6A/Tj0jHIzE9FI/AAAAAAAADHY/2MX4qZDvc5A/s1600/213.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-74afa38TO6A/Tj0jHIzE9FI/AAAAAAAADHY/2MX4qZDvc5A/s400/213.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637700914065503314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fjh2USxBxDw/Tj0jGyd0EYI/AAAAAAAADHQ/OyqOefcnvHc/s1600/241.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fjh2USxBxDw/Tj0jGyd0EYI/AAAAAAAADHQ/OyqOefcnvHc/s400/241.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637700908070736258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I told Josh it just might have been the most beautiful sight I have ever seen in my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We ended up spreading my birthday celebration out over several days.   I mostly have mental snap shots for most of it, but this blog wouldn't be complete without commenting on the Jazz in Seijo concert we went to today.&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rE4SpJKyQYY/Tj0jGnylQTI/AAAAAAAADHI/OZ3ppjsWmmU/s1600/004.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rE4SpJKyQYY/Tj0jGnylQTI/AAAAAAAADHI/OZ3ppjsWmmU/s400/004.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637700905205055794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;For those who might not know, I love jazz music.  Particularly big band.   I studied piano from age six until I was 18.   I played in the high school jazz band.  I spent more hours than I can count unwinding in college by playing the piano. This concert was the first time since I was in high school that I got to go listen to local musicians play  - and I mean PLAY!      We have Shinzawa-san to thank for this experience.   (Drummer below)   He works with Josh at MVIS, but he lives in Japan and is the Japan Country Manager. He and his wife have gone out of their way to make us welcome here.  Today they invited us to this concert where we listened to his group (and several others) play, and then enjoyed a sushi dinner with their friends and family.   It was an AWESOME way to round out my birthday weekend.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mpWhpr8KxXQ/Tj0meb9w77I/AAAAAAAADJ4/CQpd2_KCyR8/s1600/DSC01929.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mpWhpr8KxXQ/Tj0meb9w77I/AAAAAAAADJ4/CQpd2_KCyR8/s400/DSC01929.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637704612882476978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;33 is definitely off and running to a good start!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061736462715292753-3281012352367573308?l=themillerhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/feeds/3281012352367573308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061736462715292753&amp;postID=3281012352367573308&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/3281012352367573308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/3281012352367573308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/2011/08/33.html' title='33'/><author><name>Brenda Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06128531148615535572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ILe7fZ0knQg/Tj0kGva0cFI/AAAAAAAADJg/HokuM5JwETY/s72-c/070.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061736462715292753.post-4717631315831263974</id><published>2011-08-02T05:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T05:15:13.794-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cooking 101</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;No blog posting seems complete without at least one picture of Liam, so we will start there:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7pe5kGI0nC8/TjfnbZq2P4I/AAAAAAAAB78/6-3HVtbXYaM/s1600/japan%2B021.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7pe5kGI0nC8/TjfnbZq2P4I/AAAAAAAAB78/6-3HVtbXYaM/s400/japan%2B021.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636227916610551682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Josh and I have had the same conversation over and over in the past 13 years.  I tell him "I love to cook!" and he tells me "I love to eat!" thus sealing that we are a perfect match.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I suppose with all my cooking though I never really anticipated that in my lifetime I'd be living overseas, and not able to read 95% of the labeling in the grocery stores.   It has made cooking interesting to say the least.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Last weekend though we found a break through - a Japanese cookbook in English, complete with pictures of commonly used Japanese ingredients.   Last night I tested it out and made a great dinner of salmon rolls and pickled cucumber salad.   I was pretty darn proud of myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iW2b34aG-GA/TjfnbPDKHVI/AAAAAAAAB70/Ys0fftKIJRg/s1600/039-3.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iW2b34aG-GA/TjfnbPDKHVI/AAAAAAAAB70/Ys0fftKIJRg/s400/039-3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636227913759726930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tonight I cracked open my current favorite Japanese soda:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QxNd62XekkM/TjfnD1RSe_I/AAAAAAAAB7s/AZCEyAkIWA4/s1600/japan%2B001.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QxNd62XekkM/TjfnD1RSe_I/AAAAAAAAB7s/AZCEyAkIWA4/s400/japan%2B001.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636227511702682610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And determined I would make this Yakitori recipe:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v0iebNT48f0/TjfnDYOjo-I/AAAAAAAAB7c/m8NHn0fzNEw/s1600/japan%2B005.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v0iebNT48f0/TjfnDYOjo-I/AAAAAAAAB7c/m8NHn0fzNEw/s400/japan%2B005.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636227503906595810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It didn't have a huge amount of ingredients, and looked to be fairly straight forward.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I prepped by making a lovely salad with fresh lemon squeezed over it to go with our chicken...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CfWbJCCmLd8/TjfnDP0uWCI/AAAAAAAAB7U/x6hx50oy8fo/s1600/japan%2B014.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CfWbJCCmLd8/TjfnDP0uWCI/AAAAAAAAB7U/x6hx50oy8fo/s400/japan%2B014.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636227501650761762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then went to work on the chicken skewers.   It was way more work than I anticipated.  I am pretty sure every dish in our kitchen was somehow dirtied in the process of making this meal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hZwG2zVGwFQ/TjfnC8osEbI/AAAAAAAAB7M/FWry8jLJZWQ/s1600/japan%2B016.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hZwG2zVGwFQ/TjfnC8osEbI/AAAAAAAAB7M/FWry8jLJZWQ/s400/japan%2B016.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636227496500007346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Swear words used in the process:  one.  Skewers caught on fire in the fish grill:  two.  Time consuming, yes. But, very tasty!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Overall though, I am really enjoying learning how to cook a new style of food.  And, even better, Josh continues to enjoy sampling my attempts and/or creations!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061736462715292753-4717631315831263974?l=themillerhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/feeds/4717631315831263974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061736462715292753&amp;postID=4717631315831263974&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/4717631315831263974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/4717631315831263974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/2011/08/cooking-101.html' title='Cooking 101'/><author><name>joshandbrenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402284143276712204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/ST9UwrJaszI/AAAAAAAAATk/ULC0ZTHLbdI/S220/IMG_5187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7pe5kGI0nC8/TjfnbZq2P4I/AAAAAAAAB78/6-3HVtbXYaM/s72-c/japan%2B021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061736462715292753.post-2976971463936381973</id><published>2011-07-30T17:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-30T19:54:49.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Time Abroad</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ffRZEHJkCk4/TjSib-kDc1I/AAAAAAAADF4/1jci78o31hU/s1600/109-2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 275px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ffRZEHJkCk4/TjSib-kDc1I/AAAAAAAADF4/1jci78o31hU/s400/109-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635307635281720146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Another weekend has come and gone here.   Our weekends are pretty jammed packed.   Josh gets Friday &amp;amp; Saturday off here, which falls on Thursday &amp;amp; Friday in the USA.   This makes it a bit difficult to get 100% down time as his mornings are still easily filled with conference calls with Redmond.    But, the minute he is done - we are on 100% family time.  I'm not sure which one of us enjoys these days more, all three of us are just giddy with happiness on our weekend.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5tHmNSqZzRY/TjSizZKZC_I/AAAAAAAADGI/33DMIJEp5yg/s1600/116.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5tHmNSqZzRY/TjSizZKZC_I/AAAAAAAADGI/33DMIJEp5yg/s400/116.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635308037558832114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pn-GReOhYwY/TjSicHI7A-I/AAAAAAAADGA/sNF_hl7cb3g/s1600/123.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pn-GReOhYwY/TjSicHI7A-I/AAAAAAAADGA/sNF_hl7cb3g/s400/123.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635307637583840226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend we used that family time to explore Harajuku, go back to our favorite park in Shinjuku, visit Ginza and Roppongi.   It was a lot of walking, and a lot of window shopping of some of the highest end shopping I have ever witnessed in my life.   I also think it was the first time I have seen a chauffeured brand new Rolls Royce waiting for someone outside one of the high end stores.   High end Mercedes (the kind we rarely see in Seattle), high end hybrid Lexus SUVs, Rolls Royce, Maserati, etc...  I'll never get tired of checking out the cars with Josh as we walk past them!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L63yw4rbw88/TjSiz4zBCxI/AAAAAAAADGY/sRkCV8_cGDk/s1600/071.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L63yw4rbw88/TjSiz4zBCxI/AAAAAAAADGY/sRkCV8_cGDk/s400/071.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635308046050724626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We make sure every adventure we take includes time at a park for Liam.  Or a "Weeeee" as Liam calls them. This past weekend he ran around the park in Shinjuku with Josh, and enjoyed a great park of slides in Roppongi.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GnFobFbZYyg/TjSi0FEFP6I/AAAAAAAADGg/jMbglBsCyek/s1600/113.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GnFobFbZYyg/TjSi0FEFP6I/AAAAAAAADGg/jMbglBsCyek/s400/113.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635308049343528866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcdBMimgEwQ/TjSizi2uUCI/AAAAAAAADGQ/zrNlGFZUjHE/s1600/101.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcdBMimgEwQ/TjSizi2uUCI/AAAAAAAADGQ/zrNlGFZUjHE/s400/101.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635308040160694306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0_MBJrSYDfM/TjSiboL6tCI/AAAAAAAADFw/WVheRq5AbpI/s1600/225.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0_MBJrSYDfM/TjSiboL6tCI/AAAAAAAADFw/WVheRq5AbpI/s400/225.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635307629274903586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8pw8CBcXswM/TjSibcng4CI/AAAAAAAADFo/zE-OVaX89W0/s1600/173.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8pw8CBcXswM/TjSibcng4CI/AAAAAAAADFo/zE-OVaX89W0/s400/173.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635307626169425954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Rxi5qMhKUkY/TjSibAlqL8I/AAAAAAAADFg/y-lp-o-vIxo/s1600/187.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Rxi5qMhKUkY/TjSibAlqL8I/AAAAAAAADFg/y-lp-o-vIxo/s400/187.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635307618645454786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I often wonder how many miles we log walking around here.   Over 11 hours in two days.  That has to be a few miles!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QBzNOqF34-k/TjSi0LFkxXI/AAAAAAAADGo/7L9lsJvRdnc/s1600/031-2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QBzNOqF34-k/TjSi0LFkxXI/AAAAAAAADGo/7L9lsJvRdnc/s400/031-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635308050960401778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We hope every one back home is enjoying their weekends!  Three weeks in Japan have flown by, seven more to go!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061736462715292753-2976971463936381973?l=themillerhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/feeds/2976971463936381973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061736462715292753&amp;postID=2976971463936381973&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/2976971463936381973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/2976971463936381973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/2011/07/family-time-abroad.html' title='Family Time Abroad'/><author><name>Brenda Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06128531148615535572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ffRZEHJkCk4/TjSib-kDc1I/AAAAAAAADF4/1jci78o31hU/s72-c/109-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061736462715292753.post-6057698326862011590</id><published>2011-07-24T14:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T15:03:22.409-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ogose</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_0jamOz8ckY/TiyPSSILdII/AAAAAAAADFY/ienNIPD3TI4/s1600/003.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_0jamOz8ckY/TiyPSSILdII/AAAAAAAADFY/ienNIPD3TI4/s400/003.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633034778200208514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Saturday I spent the day riding the trains with Josh &amp;amp; Liam in an attempt to learn how to do it on my own.   For the most part Liam loves it.   "Choo choo!" is continually yelled.  For me it is a bit nerve racking, particularly when you get on a train which has no English at all, and knowing that it means navigating Liam on my own while needing to pay careful attention to the surroundings.   This wouldn't seem that bad, except Liam decided that being in Japan is a good time to get his 2 year molars and has been a bit grumpy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After a full afternoon of train riding on Saturday I was pretty sure I could meet Josh in Sakado on Sunday where he and his co-worker + wife would pick Liam and I up to take us to their home town festival in Ogose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OgiAomQrcNQ/TiyPR4cXsJI/AAAAAAAADFQ/9y5dPugfSM8/s1600/011-2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OgiAomQrcNQ/TiyPR4cXsJI/AAAAAAAADFQ/9y5dPugfSM8/s400/011-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633034771305574546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I successfully got on the right train. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I got off on the wrong stop though, d'oh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was only one off though, so I guess that is some consolation for my first train ride with no English translation with just Liam and myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Utsuboya-san &amp;amp; his wife were incredibly gracious to us.  Crabby teething Liam made for, perhaps, not the most enjoyable dinner guest.   But, they happily entertained us, and walked us through the festival in their hometown of Ogose yesterday.  Liam did perk up once we arrived at the festival.  Beautiful lights, great music - he was dancing in his stroller and clapping his hands along the way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bsMf1l6bz90/TiyPRsJRUWI/AAAAAAAADFI/tw7ZmfGgze0/s1600/047.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bsMf1l6bz90/TiyPRsJRUWI/AAAAAAAADFI/tw7ZmfGgze0/s400/047.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633034768004239714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Zxe1A9S_DGo/TiyPRTt8btI/AAAAAAAADFA/bRh-RdiCQEA/s1600/040-2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Zxe1A9S_DGo/TiyPRTt8btI/AAAAAAAADFA/bRh-RdiCQEA/s400/040-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633034761447173842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In some ways it was like a cross of an American parade and a carnival with small game areas for kids.    These dipped bananas on the festival route fascinated me, but we did not try them... this time.    Maybe at our next festival. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y1szXFYV-QE/TiyPRMfOPJI/AAAAAAAADE4/TZHkJhh9YnM/s1600/056.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y1szXFYV-QE/TiyPRMfOPJI/AAAAAAAADE4/TZHkJhh9YnM/s400/056.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633034759506377874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have also not gotten to see so many beautiful kimonos in one place before.   It seemed mostly the younger women were wearing them, and I thought it was interesting to see something so traditional paired with some fun "funky" jewelry, aka this ladies star earrings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2imOdQZ5LFw/TiyO6xiFUMI/AAAAAAAADEw/f1aPbIayOz8/s1600/053.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2imOdQZ5LFw/TiyO6xiFUMI/AAAAAAAADEw/f1aPbIayOz8/s400/053.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633034374313496770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Some of the street booths had guys like this at them:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VfWQA6pxqvo/TiyO6ge6lUI/AAAAAAAADEo/8woooFedE1I/s1600/060-2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VfWQA6pxqvo/TiyO6ge6lUI/AAAAAAAADEo/8woooFedE1I/s400/060-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633034369736807746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am sorry to say I do not know what their traditional name is - but it was kind of like a clown.   He was very nice to Liam, but he scared Liam pretty bad.   Liam cried and told him "bu-bye!" and wouldn't look back at him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WMxyHwksyk4/TiyO6TkUrKI/AAAAAAAADEg/Jp1ABGDBK9E/s1600/070.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WMxyHwksyk4/TiyO6TkUrKI/AAAAAAAADEg/Jp1ABGDBK9E/s400/070.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633034366269828258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Liam continues to be particularly popular when we get outside of Tokyo.   Here is one example of a Mom who had her daughter stand next to Liam for a picture. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nwmLqjkrjzU/TiyO6I0GCCI/AAAAAAAADEY/74Sxtnz-O20/s1600/105.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 277px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nwmLqjkrjzU/TiyO6I0GCCI/AAAAAAAADEY/74Sxtnz-O20/s400/105.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633034363383187490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The festival was made up of six beautiful floats.  They have a traditional name, but I do not know how to spell it.  :-(   Between the lanterns and the music on each one they were wonderful!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OXgNj0QGnmw/TiyO5nBlEbI/AAAAAAAADEQ/tT9n33hhJ5M/s1600/133.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OXgNj0QGnmw/TiyO5nBlEbI/AAAAAAAADEQ/tT9n33hhJ5M/s400/133.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633034354312942002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A bit different than a US parade "float" though as they are pulled by men through their route!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mQcANk5UwTA/TiyOiky9pLI/AAAAAAAADEI/fn2WMajU7yE/s1600/143.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mQcANk5UwTA/TiyOiky9pLI/AAAAAAAADEI/fn2WMajU7yE/s400/143.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633033958577775794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The whole evening ended with quite the fireworks display over the six "floats". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tBn2yWqpucg/TiyOicgLpWI/AAAAAAAADEA/ktStf-RtFNM/s1600/188.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tBn2yWqpucg/TiyOicgLpWI/AAAAAAAADEA/ktStf-RtFNM/s400/188.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633033956351518050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Luckily, after having just experienced the fourth of July in the USA not that long ago Liam knew exactly what to do.   Plug your ears! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Myhq3myg1UM/TiyOiKwYE2I/AAAAAAAADD4/Bw-JZlLAUW4/s1600/194.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Myhq3myg1UM/TiyOiKwYE2I/AAAAAAAADD4/Bw-JZlLAUW4/s400/194.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633033951587603298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Haha!  He'd happily clap after each round of fireworks, then at the first shot of the cannon for the next round his fingers would pop back in his ears.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/---JtDO_FugM/TiyOh1ojqyI/AAAAAAAADDw/oamQzwAPr-s/s1600/208.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/---JtDO_FugM/TiyOh1ojqyI/AAAAAAAADDw/oamQzwAPr-s/s400/208.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633033945917664034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As we made our way out of Ogose we were stopped again by another group of happy young women wanting their pictures taken with Liam.   They all did the traditional peace sign for most of their pictures.  Someone has a great picture of Liam pointing one finger up too, lol :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-21RhYHcXKJs/TiyOht3SEDI/AAAAAAAADDo/n1167-mvDgs/s1600/217.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-21RhYHcXKJs/TiyOht3SEDI/AAAAAAAADDo/n1167-mvDgs/s400/217.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633033943831941170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Thank you so much for inviting us to your town festival!  It was a great first festival for Liam and I!  All three of us enjoyed it very much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061736462715292753-6057698326862011590?l=themillerhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/feeds/6057698326862011590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061736462715292753&amp;postID=6057698326862011590&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/6057698326862011590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/6057698326862011590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/2011/07/ogose.html' title='Ogose'/><author><name>Brenda Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06128531148615535572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_0jamOz8ckY/TiyPSSILdII/AAAAAAAADFY/ienNIPD3TI4/s72-c/003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061736462715292753.post-5369350950526335678</id><published>2011-07-22T04:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T05:01:49.989-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Night Date</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Some of you may remember a blog I wrote several years ago called "&lt;a href="http://themillerhoodarchiveone.blogspot.com/2008/07/shabu-shabu.html"&gt;Shabu-Shabu&lt;/a&gt;."  If you don't you may want to click on the link and just refresh yourselves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tonight Josh took me for his favorite Japanese meal of shabu-shabu at one of his favorite restaurants.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am pretty sure he was smiling ear-to-ear the entire meal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MMhmLhDy_uY/TiljqCz77cI/AAAAAAAAB7E/nGPAN6X7C2c/s1600/052.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MMhmLhDy_uY/TiljqCz77cI/AAAAAAAAB7E/nGPAN6X7C2c/s400/052.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632142382963879362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kkq_SOd2gS8/TiljppvJhzI/AAAAAAAAB68/wAiAr7UQQmE/s1600/064.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 232px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kkq_SOd2gS8/TiljppvJhzI/AAAAAAAAB68/wAiAr7UQQmE/s400/064.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632142376232912690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8zfcoTLVIjU/TiljpcOsRNI/AAAAAAAAB60/Hn5dn9q6SDM/s1600/069.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8zfcoTLVIjU/TiljpcOsRNI/AAAAAAAAB60/Hn5dn9q6SDM/s400/069.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632142372607116498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-OeTNTGAj8/Tiljo8hRmII/AAAAAAAAB6s/O1O4w61VFeE/s1600/074.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 244px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-OeTNTGAj8/Tiljo8hRmII/AAAAAAAAB6s/O1O4w61VFeE/s400/074.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632142364095125634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I never realized that there was more than one variety of broth to make with shabu-shabu, as I have only learned one recipe for it. But, I must say I really enjoyed the soy milk broth in the dual shabu pot.   It was WONDERFUL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was a meal not likely to be forgotten any time soon.  It isn't often that we sit for 2 hours to eat dinner in a restaurant.  In fact, I think the last time we did was in Hong Kong for Josh's birthday - pre Liam. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kudos to Liam for being patient enough to sit through this meal (with the aid of Josh's tablet and some Thomas the Train videos).   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Josh said it best as the 3 of us left the restaurant:  It might not have been as romantic as he envisioned my first shabu-shabu experience to be, but we did it.   We got to enjoy a WONDERFUL meal that Josh has loved for many many years, together, in Japan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It may just go down as one of our best International Friday Night Dates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061736462715292753-5369350950526335678?l=themillerhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/feeds/5369350950526335678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061736462715292753&amp;postID=5369350950526335678&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/5369350950526335678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/5369350950526335678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/2011/07/friday-night-date.html' title='Friday Night Date'/><author><name>joshandbrenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402284143276712204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/ST9UwrJaszI/AAAAAAAAATk/ULC0ZTHLbdI/S220/IMG_5187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MMhmLhDy_uY/TiljqCz77cI/AAAAAAAAB7E/nGPAN6X7C2c/s72-c/052.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061736462715292753.post-6054491590896393373</id><published>2011-07-16T03:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-16T14:28:53.189-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Japan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JuW7AhYWaJI/TiFp16wqbiI/AAAAAAAADDY/Trugqq6eOSM/s1600/017.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JuW7AhYWaJI/TiFp16wqbiI/AAAAAAAADDY/Trugqq6eOSM/s400/017.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629897384217177634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well here we are, one week into life back in our MVIS apartment home in Ikebukuro (Tokyo) Japan.   We've been greeted by one of the hottest summers in record keeping (90 nearly every day thus far), two earthquakes which have caused our apartment to sway, and the absolute blessing of working AC in our apartment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Tk9q3vHwuqY/TiFp1vVWJHI/AAAAAAAADDQ/TaqTLObud1w/s1600/021.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Tk9q3vHwuqY/TiFp1vVWJHI/AAAAAAAADDQ/TaqTLObud1w/s400/021.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629897381149811826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm also back to cooking based solely on what things look like versus being able to read the packaging.   It makes for some adventuresome grocery shopping.   I've already made the mistake of bringing something home that looked a lot like a stick of butter - but was really cheese.  D'oh.  I've also put our fish cooker to work.   I wish our home in the US had one of these things!  It is great!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7Au3a4wL92M/TiFp1QamxNI/AAAAAAAADDI/1klTVYBvsM8/s1600/028.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7Au3a4wL92M/TiFp1QamxNI/AAAAAAAADDI/1klTVYBvsM8/s400/028.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629897372850373842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Liam got his first train ride in today as we headed back to Kawagoe.   Kawagoe continues to be where Josh travels 5 days a week for work.   For me it is a place I visited one time on a nice day in March and ate the best tempura of my life.   Today Liam happily rode the train yelling (and pointing) "choo choo!" every time another one passed us, I got to have a second round of yummy tempura, and Josh was happily our guide and navigated us around very effeciently.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qX4_vcGHS7k/TiFpgRFwmpI/AAAAAAAADDA/gOr52aMIrlI/s1600/027.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qX4_vcGHS7k/TiFpgRFwmpI/AAAAAAAADDA/gOr52aMIrlI/s400/027.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629897012254120594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kawagoe wasn't very busy today - maybe that is deceiving in this picture.   We were some of the only "loonies" to walk around in the heat.  I probably should be using a sun umbrella when I am out with Liam (example seen in this picture).  Pretty sure I'll be buying one.    Watch out Seattle-lites, I'll be coming back armed with an umbrella that isn't for rain!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ExQwuDy517I/TiFpgIq7TPI/AAAAAAAADC4/gmJcCll9O3o/s1600/044.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ExQwuDy517I/TiFpgIq7TPI/AAAAAAAADC4/gmJcCll9O3o/s400/044.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629897009994091762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I can't really describe how hot it is here.  You just have to trust us - it is hot. Probably doesn't help that the day we left Washington it was 58F and raining - and we landed in 89F degree 88% humidity. We definitely feel blessed with the AC in our apartment.   We are also pretty sure when we return home we will absolutely freeze.   In the meantime we are constantly trying to think of ways to keep Liam cool while we are here.   Today we found squirt guns at the 100Yen store ($1 store).   That is right, three squirt guns came home today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tonight Liam got his first lesson in how to use a squirt gun.   We started with a lesson in our shower room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GAJkLCXNZ7Q/TiFpflGcQgI/AAAAAAAADCw/OQP_9Bm0IYw/s1600/057.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GAJkLCXNZ7Q/TiFpflGcQgI/AAAAAAAADCw/OQP_9Bm0IYw/s400/057.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629897000445821442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zYU8xA06yww/TiFpflmU_GI/AAAAAAAADCo/fMaE3aiFCyo/s1600/088.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zYU8xA06yww/TiFpflmU_GI/AAAAAAAADCo/fMaE3aiFCyo/s400/088.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629897000579562594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U2jOR4NueQo/TiFpfUy59fI/AAAAAAAADCg/GrSzIzy32KQ/s1600/075.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U2jOR4NueQo/TiFpfUy59fI/AAAAAAAADCg/GrSzIzy32KQ/s400/075.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629896996068914674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was definitely a huge hit.   Liam was laughing and yelling  "more more" when we were done.   The goal is to have a squirt gun fight in the park next door to us.   I'm sure we will be the crazy Americans doing this - but it should be fun, as long as Liam gets he is only suppose to shoot us!  Wish us luck!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B85tOoGP550/TiFvTfPh9JI/AAAAAAAADDg/kGWuyS6QIsU/s1600/IMG_20110716_024602.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B85tOoGP550/TiFvTfPh9JI/AAAAAAAADDg/kGWuyS6QIsU/s400/IMG_20110716_024602.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629903389784667282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Overall, despite the heat, it is ALWAYS better to be together as a family than to be separated.  We are feeling very blessed to be here together again.    Thank you to all those who continue praying for us and our time here!  We appreciate it!   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061736462715292753-6054491590896393373?l=themillerhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/feeds/6054491590896393373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061736462715292753&amp;postID=6054491590896393373&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/6054491590896393373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/6054491590896393373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/2011/07/japan.html' title='Japan'/><author><name>Brenda Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06128531148615535572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JuW7AhYWaJI/TiFp16wqbiI/AAAAAAAADDY/Trugqq6eOSM/s72-c/017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061736462715292753.post-4801908651795494782</id><published>2011-06-27T21:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T22:18:15.338-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation Makes Me Crabby?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0iUdXwi4Vug/TglcJ7NkvSI/AAAAAAAAB6g/IDgbHgUp5Uw/s1600/008.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0iUdXwi4Vug/TglcJ7NkvSI/AAAAAAAAB6g/IDgbHgUp5Uw/s400/008.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623126935331978530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I suppose there shouldn't be a question mark with the title of this blog because it has definitely become more of a fact than a question.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The last time two attempts of a Miller family "vacation" haven't exactly been pleasant for Josh.  I have become pretty lousy company and ridiculously grumpy where traveling is concerned.  I have lots of things I could blame it on, but have to say the complexity of trying to plan what all needs to be taken care of to ensure the happiness of a 21 month old son while traveling for several days,  coupled with very little sleep (we are talking 5 hours max, and not even straight) makes for a thunderous Brenda. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I feel a bad Josh.   I was definitely not enjoyable company.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Our trip wasn't all complaints though.  Josh made sure to feed my ocean craving with a trip to Newport, Oregon with his Dad and Jean.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n_W4MbpG3U0/TglcJiAUFBI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/Z5ifadzYD-8/s1600/047.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n_W4MbpG3U0/TglcJiAUFBI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/Z5ifadzYD-8/s400/047.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623126928565474322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Liam continually makes us laugh.   Chasing seagulls was perhaps the highlight of Liam's first pacific ocean visit, but he would NOT take his shoes off.   Dirty/sandy feet freak Liam out.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-prrXpdW3IzE/TglcJTHDuyI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/zl3ipMQQmGo/s1600/090.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-prrXpdW3IzE/TglcJTHDuyI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/zl3ipMQQmGo/s400/090.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623126924567231266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FOsb_SkkBtM/Tglbya1YI-I/AAAAAAAAB6A/fx0UyklBYNk/s1600/111.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FOsb_SkkBtM/Tglbya1YI-I/AAAAAAAAB6A/fx0UyklBYNk/s400/111.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623126531503563746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I don't think we could of asked for a more beautiful day to spend on the coast though, and it might just be the highlight of my vacation.   (And perhaps it helped I got my Mo's clam chowder pregnancy craving fix too!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ewpvnGF6Tio/TglbxqyHhxI/AAAAAAAAB54/dx4c1h2N2wo/s1600/132.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ewpvnGF6Tio/TglbxqyHhxI/AAAAAAAAB54/dx4c1h2N2wo/s400/132.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623126518604990226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Saturday we met up with some friends at Grist Mill in Woodland, WA.   I highly recommend the stop.  It was beautiful!   Liam, however, was sure there must be a "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;choo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;choo&lt;/span&gt;" around there somewhere. NOTHING could grab his attention away from the Mill (aka possible "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;choo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;choo&lt;/span&gt;!" sight) as seen by two of the multiple attempted family photo ops.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vdJC_MFQqk4/TglbxVuz_0I/AAAAAAAAB5w/Fgqg73GD8HM/s1600/168.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vdJC_MFQqk4/TglbxVuz_0I/AAAAAAAAB5w/Fgqg73GD8HM/s400/168.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623126512953982786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VoYcJY_ZMr4/TglbxLIIorI/AAAAAAAAB5o/hJEVduxGI2U/s1600/176.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VoYcJY_ZMr4/TglbxLIIorI/AAAAAAAAB5o/hJEVduxGI2U/s400/176.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623126510107402930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The main purpose of our vacation though was to celebrate Adam and Lauren's marriage.   Here my mothering brain must of gone kaput because I had the brilliant idea to pack a great &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;LBD&lt;/span&gt; and my favorite heels.   Um, Josh was the best man, and had a lot of other stuff to do which meant I was on full Mom defense with Liam.   Note to self, heels need to be closeted until our boys are much older.   Flats for chasing are much more practical.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;However; I have to say bringing my favorite heels with provided Liam with some great entertainment in our hotel (and perhaps some of the best blackmail pictures thus far!)&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nkW04h-0APY/Tglbw-ovtrI/AAAAAAAAB5g/dVOh-u4fg-I/s1600/218.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nkW04h-0APY/Tglbw-ovtrI/AAAAAAAAB5g/dVOh-u4fg-I/s400/218.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623126506754520754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-auqki1oalQQ/Tglbcxo-JbI/AAAAAAAAB5Y/IHvVUm4eQE8/s1600/227.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-auqki1oalQQ/Tglbcxo-JbI/AAAAAAAAB5Y/IHvVUm4eQE8/s400/227.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623126159668422066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UqzsWHUEA0U/TglbcQrEGGI/AAAAAAAAB5Q/QruiERfwUIk/s1600/228.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UqzsWHUEA0U/TglbcQrEGGI/AAAAAAAAB5Q/QruiERfwUIk/s400/228.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623126150818830434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm pretty sure Liam could strut better in them than I ever could have.  Ha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Adam and Lauren are now officially the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Liechtys&lt;/span&gt;.  Such a handsome looking couple!    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-USdVF25vV1A/Tglbb32J5RI/AAAAAAAAB5I/swxhXzEfcYU/s1600/236-2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-USdVF25vV1A/Tglbb32J5RI/AAAAAAAAB5I/swxhXzEfcYU/s400/236-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623126144154461458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1uXV9ZG-wcg/Tglbbs-7zJI/AAAAAAAAB5A/PcjuJ_uauyM/s1600/232.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1uXV9ZG-wcg/Tglbbs-7zJI/AAAAAAAAB5A/PcjuJ_uauyM/s400/232.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623126141238496402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Adam, we are so very happy for you &amp;amp; Lauren, and so honored that we could be a part of your special double wedding day! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wT35J_cdywg/TglbbYwLkfI/AAAAAAAAB44/KDfkM3yy6og/s1600/274.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wT35J_cdywg/TglbbYwLkfI/AAAAAAAAB44/KDfkM3yy6og/s400/274.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623126135807906290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We arrived home Monday night, and my grumpiness has slowly started to melt away.  Maybe because we all get to sleep in our own beds tonight?   I don't know, regardless, sorry I am such a grumpy vacationer Josh Miller!   It only has to get better, right???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061736462715292753-4801908651795494782?l=themillerhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/feeds/4801908651795494782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061736462715292753&amp;postID=4801908651795494782&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/4801908651795494782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/4801908651795494782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/2011/06/vacation-makes-me-crabby.html' title='Vacation Makes Me Crabby?'/><author><name>joshandbrenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402284143276712204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/ST9UwrJaszI/AAAAAAAAATk/ULC0ZTHLbdI/S220/IMG_5187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0iUdXwi4Vug/TglcJ7NkvSI/AAAAAAAAB6g/IDgbHgUp5Uw/s72-c/008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061736462715292753.post-1567372583726120905</id><published>2011-05-29T19:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T20:11:43.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'>S'mores</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Last Monday I brought home a box of graham crackers for Liam.  He was very quick to find this picture on the back of the box:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wm1ffftQq9Q/TeMFhDDyUxI/AAAAAAAAB4s/jq6PSDL-jtw/s1600/077-2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wm1ffftQq9Q/TeMFhDDyUxI/AAAAAAAAB4s/jq6PSDL-jtw/s400/077-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612335625948779282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;From here it became constant pointing at that picture saying "this, this!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What is a parent to do but oblige.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We had hoped some sunshine would find us over memorial day weekend so we could have a s'mores cookout with Liam, but in the Seattle area you gotta take what you can get.   Including overcast, cool days.  Liam didn't mind though, that boy would spend every waking hour outside if given the opportunity. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The search for a perfect s'more stick might of been one of the highlights for Liam.   Josh had quite the stack of sticks to choose from by the time Liam was done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMS3KV9pbT4/TeMFVrS7u6I/AAAAAAAAB4k/dqS7Gb8z0Kk/s1600/099-2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YMS3KV9pbT4/TeMFVrS7u6I/AAAAAAAAB4k/dqS7Gb8z0Kk/s400/099-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612335430591298466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KB7yjwO0Wfc/TeMFVdcU5oI/AAAAAAAAB4c/pZowtkmRf94/s1600/120.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KB7yjwO0Wfc/TeMFVdcU5oI/AAAAAAAAB4c/pZowtkmRf94/s400/120.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612335426872600194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am not 100% sure Liam really enjoyed the roasting of the marshmallow.   He would of rather had a sword fight with the marshmallow sticks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OLOIU0Epgco/TeMFVPAkliI/AAAAAAAAB4U/o3NvWkNHUj0/s1600/126.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OLOIU0Epgco/TeMFVPAkliI/AAAAAAAAB4U/o3NvWkNHUj0/s400/126.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612335422998091298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Cappy was pretty sure there would be an escapee marshmallow after watching Liam "swing" his "sword" and made sure to come keep a close eye on the situation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ouPlbstHB5E/TeMFU52QuNI/AAAAAAAAB4M/4AUn5iIqw0A/s1600/148-3.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 227px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ouPlbstHB5E/TeMFU52QuNI/AAAAAAAAB4M/4AUn5iIqw0A/s400/148-3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612335417317701842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Liam got a taste of a s'more. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OXWEXr8eBHc/TeMFURlruzI/AAAAAAAAB4E/2ohsp9S2epU/s1600/146.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OXWEXr8eBHc/TeMFURlruzI/AAAAAAAAB4E/2ohsp9S2epU/s400/146.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612335406510750514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;He was covered in sticky goodness.  He was happy, but I don't think a s'more is really his thing yet.   He was more content just eating the Hershey squares by them selves. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I cannot think of a better way to spend a lazy Sunday afternoon on Memorial day weekend though - thank you Liam for discovering the s'more picture on the graham cracker box!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061736462715292753-1567372583726120905?l=themillerhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/feeds/1567372583726120905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061736462715292753&amp;postID=1567372583726120905&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/1567372583726120905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/1567372583726120905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/2011/05/smores.html' title='S&apos;mores'/><author><name>joshandbrenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402284143276712204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/ST9UwrJaszI/AAAAAAAAATk/ULC0ZTHLbdI/S220/IMG_5187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wm1ffftQq9Q/TeMFhDDyUxI/AAAAAAAAB4s/jq6PSDL-jtw/s72-c/077-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061736462715292753.post-3403963090719045516</id><published>2011-05-20T21:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-20T22:10:39.281-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Coastal Girl At Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I love coastal beach.  I think secretly I'm a beach girl at heart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I grew up in Eugene, Oregon part of the Willamette Valley.  No ocean in Eugene, but a mere 60 miles away you could find yourself at the Oregon coast.  I can't remember exactly when we got the "one room" air conditioner in our house growing up, but I do remember how hot the summers could be in Eugene.   I also remember the spontaneous weekend family road trips to spend the day at the much cooler Oregon coast.   Entire Saturday's spent chasing the waves on the beach, picnic lunches, walking through the small shops in Florence and Newport, salt water taffy, and clam chowder.   Just thinking of it makes me happy.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The last time I have been on the Oregon coast was in 2002. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In 2005 Josh and I spent 1 week on the beaches of Maui. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In 2007 we got a lovely trip into San Jose, CA which included time on a beach in Carmel. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Some women crave food when they are pregnant, I crave the ocean.   Josh has listened to me lament about the need for time on the Oregon coast a lot lately.   Luckily a few days of nice weather FINALLY found us up here in Seattle, and I got a beach appetizer by two days spent in Edmonds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zfCR4s9tjjI/TddBCmklFmI/AAAAAAAAB38/nNz2YJze404/s1600/052-2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 252px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zfCR4s9tjjI/TddBCmklFmI/AAAAAAAAB38/nNz2YJze404/s400/052-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609023373882758754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I love Edmonds.   I have since we moved here in 2001.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yesterday Liam and I drove to Edmonds beach first thing in the morning. Liam got some quality shoveling of sand in while I just basked in the sun with sand in between my toes (very rocky sand, but it'll have to do...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--DbtekX-Xtw/TddA8b40tDI/AAAAAAAAB3s/U0-M-aHuvRo/s1600/007-2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--DbtekX-Xtw/TddA8b40tDI/AAAAAAAAB3s/U0-M-aHuvRo/s400/007-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609023267935663154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today Josh was able to work a half day so we could all return to Edmonds. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Liam LOVES water.  When he sees water he RUNS towards it.  He loves kicking around and splashing.  Today he got to kick around in the salt water with Josh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ubEZ-gk6-8w/TddA7nrOM1I/AAAAAAAAB3c/EO_NJ_OnKbI/s1600/038.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ubEZ-gk6-8w/TddA7nrOM1I/AAAAAAAAB3c/EO_NJ_OnKbI/s400/038.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609023253919970130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ggOTyQuBhqE/TddA8O6vrbI/AAAAAAAAB3k/UsW80TM2ia0/s1600/048-2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ggOTyQuBhqE/TddA8O6vrbI/AAAAAAAAB3k/UsW80TM2ia0/s400/048-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609023264454061490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I love the beach.  I love spending my time with Josh and Liam.  I can't think of a better way to have spent the last two days.    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I still need an Oregon Coast trip to help quench my coastal beach thirst, but these last few days definitely helped tide me over. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PIsQ0HS8EPY/TddA7U7-AtI/AAAAAAAAB3U/PYEBWa_Aduk/s1600/021.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PIsQ0HS8EPY/TddA7U7-AtI/AAAAAAAAB3U/PYEBWa_Aduk/s400/021.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609023248889938642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061736462715292753-3403963090719045516?l=themillerhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/feeds/3403963090719045516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061736462715292753&amp;postID=3403963090719045516&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/3403963090719045516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/3403963090719045516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/2011/05/coastal-girl-at-heart.html' title='Coastal Girl At Heart'/><author><name>joshandbrenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402284143276712204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/ST9UwrJaszI/AAAAAAAAATk/ULC0ZTHLbdI/S220/IMG_5187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zfCR4s9tjjI/TddBCmklFmI/AAAAAAAAB38/nNz2YJze404/s72-c/052-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061736462715292753.post-8873986716880120875</id><published>2011-05-14T19:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T20:33:34.069-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Choo Choo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Liam loves train. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Choo Choo" might just be one of Liam's favorite sound effects to make (besides the sound of something crashing, which is a pretty popular sound effect in our house too).  Today the sun was out, and it only seemed fitting that we take Liam to see the Snoqualmie Train Museum/Park.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0CbAM2aDuvs/Tc9COKf8SiI/AAAAAAAAB3E/jjNi-QMhAKA/s1600/061.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0CbAM2aDuvs/Tc9COKf8SiI/AAAAAAAAB3E/jjNi-QMhAKA/s400/061.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606772872203487778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Liam was pretty happy running around the park, and climbing up and down the trains.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ueg-rnbKsck/Tc9CNmlj9OI/AAAAAAAAB20/E4sjEkQzPnw/s1600/089.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ueg-rnbKsck/Tc9CNmlj9OI/AAAAAAAAB20/E4sjEkQzPnw/s400/089.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606772862563382498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;He really got into "driving" the trains too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EyJrPBwnSL0/Tc9CNDDGyAI/AAAAAAAAB2s/QCh114WY2lY/s1600/095-2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EyJrPBwnSL0/Tc9CNDDGyAI/AAAAAAAAB2s/QCh114WY2lY/s400/095-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606772853023623170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Future train engineer?  Maybe.   Made me think of my Grandpa Mattson who worked on steam to electric trains.   I think he would of probably gotten a kick out of how happy Liam is looking at trains.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Se3YOVgTJzE/Tc9CN3UgS2I/AAAAAAAAB28/ImOBO2fp_A4/s1600/052.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Se3YOVgTJzE/Tc9CN3UgS2I/AAAAAAAAB28/ImOBO2fp_A4/s400/052.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606772867055242082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We also tried to teach Liam how to blow a dandelion today.   He gave it a good go, but in the end he found it more fun just to grab the white "fluff" with his hand and try to throw it in the air, lol :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AK4IncNh4lA/Tc9CMw9-aWI/AAAAAAAAB2k/JzlVtOsp_gQ/s1600/129.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AK4IncNh4lA/Tc9CMw9-aWI/AAAAAAAAB2k/JzlVtOsp_gQ/s400/129.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606772848170264930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Thank you sunshine for making a brief appearance so we could have such an enjoyable family outing! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qcM8aiy78vA/Tc9Cez_GjLI/AAAAAAAAB3M/FoDmFKUlbUg/s1600/017-2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qcM8aiy78vA/Tc9Cez_GjLI/AAAAAAAAB3M/FoDmFKUlbUg/s400/017-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606773158217944242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061736462715292753-8873986716880120875?l=themillerhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/feeds/8873986716880120875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061736462715292753&amp;postID=8873986716880120875&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/8873986716880120875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/8873986716880120875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/2011/05/choo-choo.html' title='Choo Choo!'/><author><name>joshandbrenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402284143276712204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/ST9UwrJaszI/AAAAAAAAATk/ULC0ZTHLbdI/S220/IMG_5187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0CbAM2aDuvs/Tc9COKf8SiI/AAAAAAAAB3E/jjNi-QMhAKA/s72-c/061.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061736462715292753.post-6705100335745452674</id><published>2011-04-09T21:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T07:44:20.782-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Liquid Sunshine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I can count on one hand how many days it has NOT rained since we returned home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JalVioEcN7Y/TaEvyLJSJcI/AAAAAAAAB18/wa114QdnuXM/s1600/171.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 269px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JalVioEcN7Y/TaEvyLJSJcI/AAAAAAAAB18/wa114QdnuXM/s400/171.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593804751202559426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In fact, it is hard to tell it is spring.  Especially when we had snow this week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wI_zmACvCgk/TaExJY_OQBI/AAAAAAAAB2M/A_FmoDbQ2MQ/s1600/148-2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wI_zmACvCgk/TaExJY_OQBI/AAAAAAAAB2M/A_FmoDbQ2MQ/s400/148-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593806249567076370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I do not think I realized how a life time of living in the pacific northwest can really start to wear on a person.  Especially at the end of the winter / beginning of spring.   I don't think Josh and I could of predicted how four weeks of living in sunshine would make both of us (albeit more me) feel darn right happier, all the time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2NTS37ihCTM/TaEvxT_rAzI/AAAAAAAAB1s/JxTfagPWGH4/s1600/133.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 257px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2NTS37ihCTM/TaEvxT_rAzI/AAAAAAAAB1s/JxTfagPWGH4/s400/133.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593804736398295858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;That aside, I have manged to find a few glimpses of spring popping up around the neighborhood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2juax2OmEyI/TaEvxMygVrI/AAAAAAAAB1k/21cfW7Cj2vU/s1600/139.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 245px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2juax2OmEyI/TaEvxMygVrI/AAAAAAAAB1k/21cfW7Cj2vU/s400/139.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593804734464022194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Thank goodness for the beauty of a flower, even on a cloudy day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YOuuAH5kLSM/TaEvwyF-tsI/AAAAAAAAB1c/SkqjtwKD-pw/s1600/106.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YOuuAH5kLSM/TaEvwyF-tsI/AAAAAAAAB1c/SkqjtwKD-pw/s400/106.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593804727297947330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It makes all the liquid sunshine seem worth while, and it puts a smile on my face. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061736462715292753-6705100335745452674?l=themillerhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/feeds/6705100335745452674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061736462715292753&amp;postID=6705100335745452674&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/6705100335745452674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/6705100335745452674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/2011/04/liquid-sunshine.html' title='Liquid Sunshine'/><author><name>joshandbrenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402284143276712204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/ST9UwrJaszI/AAAAAAAAATk/ULC0ZTHLbdI/S220/IMG_5187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JalVioEcN7Y/TaEvyLJSJcI/AAAAAAAAB18/wa114QdnuXM/s72-c/171.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061736462715292753.post-8960678523233602109</id><published>2011-03-18T21:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T22:00:42.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;One of the questions that Josh has been asked a lot is "what did Brenda think of Japan?"  I suppose since I was not there to "work" per say, my opinion might vary slightly from Joshs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1wWb82mcOTk/TYQsLFOC37I/AAAAAAAADBc/q8eY45Hxlkk/s1600/197.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 243px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1wWb82mcOTk/TYQsLFOC37I/AAAAAAAADBc/q8eY45Hxlkk/s400/197.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585638006737526706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PelhyLdBK04/TYQsK4cjNjI/AAAAAAAADBU/Wa_ChD1mc5w/s1600/194-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PelhyLdBK04/TYQsK4cjNjI/AAAAAAAADBU/Wa_ChD1mc5w/s400/194-3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585638003308705330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I won't lie, the first two weeks in Japan were hard.   Liam was beyond crabby, coupled with not knowing where anything was, it was frustrating.  Then Liam adjusted and I got to explore, and well, how can you not fall in love with a country with displays of berry pies that make your mouth salivate while you walk down the street?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;No really, living in Japan, even if cut short this time around, was one of the best experiences of my life.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Here are a few things that I loved:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1) Early adopters of technology at its finest.  A button by my kitchen sink to fill my bathtub.  Need I say more?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2)  Cell phones aren't for public conversations.   The Japanese surf their phone at any given time, but no one EVER talks on their cell phone on a bus, in a train, or in a restaurant.   It was REFRESHING to not have to hear conversations shouted over the masses.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;3)  You don't eat on the go.   The Japanese either eat in the restaurant, or in their home (or maybe a park), but the don't eat and walk. In fact, one of Josh's colleagues pointed out how shocked they were when they lived in North America that "we" eat ALL the time and in all places.   I never realized how much more enjoyable it is to sit and drink your latte rather than taking it to go.  How lovely it is to not shove food in your face in a limited time crunch.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;4)  The food is better in Japan.   No, really, it is.   Nothing is processed.  You shop daily (or near daily) because of necessity, and because every thing is SO fresh that things go bad quickly.   We were told there is nothing you can't eat raw in Japan - even chicken (not that I would).   I believe that statement.  Josh, who loves his meat, ate veggie heavy meals that I made in Japan, but the veggies are SO fresh that the flavor is out of this world.  He gave them 2 thumbs up.   This trip was the first time that I grocery shopped not at a farmers market, but at a grocery store and my apples had no wax coating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;5)  Carbon footprint thoughtful.   In Japan you buy a bottle of shampoo once, then after that you buy "bags" of refills at a much cheaper price.  Same with cleaning products, laundry detergent, etc...   Why don't we do that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;6)  In the States I have never felt comfortable around homeless people begging.   There is a stigma that goes with them.  In Japan, there was a homeless guy that slept in the park Liam and I played at all the time.  He was polite, and Liam greeted him every time we saw him.  In Japan the homeless don't beg.  Ever.   We asked about this and we learned that some of the Japanese homeless are brilliant people, who choose to not work in "the system".    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;7)  One of my favorite memories was listening to the Japanese history of the WWII bombing of Hiroshima.   It was one of my favorite dinner conversations while we were there.   I very much want to go back and see Hiroshima through the eyes of the Japanese.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;8)  In the face of tragedy they work together.   I am not 100% sure that in the USA that if we were told we need rolling black outs that citizens would voluntarily shut their power off so that very few black outs are really needed.   I would like to think some stranger would of let Liam play with their dogs while the ground is constantly shaking and every one is listening to news of a massive Tsunami.   I would like to think that a group of business men in the middle of the same tragedy would take time to play peak-boo with a boy that doesn't speak the same language as them. That a stranger who doesn't speak the language would be met by constant smiles of reassurance. If we had to go through one of the biggest earth quakes in history, I think Japan was the place to be.       &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Would I go back?  In a heart beat.  I have so much more to learn and see in this amazing culture. I pray our adventure, and Josh's work continues when we are able too.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Thank you Japan, for welcoming us!     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061736462715292753-8960678523233602109?l=themillerhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/feeds/8960678523233602109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061736462715292753&amp;postID=8960678523233602109&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/8960678523233602109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/8960678523233602109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/2011/03/thoughts.html' title='Thoughts...'/><author><name>Brenda Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06128531148615535572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1wWb82mcOTk/TYQsLFOC37I/AAAAAAAADBc/q8eY45Hxlkk/s72-c/197.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061736462715292753.post-1519088945826291093</id><published>2011-03-14T23:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T23:54:33.721-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bitter Sweet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gg4_bmyKaDA/TX8ID9uMP2I/AAAAAAAABzo/MQodBSTAgIQ/s1600/130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gg4_bmyKaDA/TX8ID9uMP2I/AAAAAAAABzo/MQodBSTAgIQ/s400/130.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584190927163637602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We arrived at our apartment in Tokyo on February 15, 2011.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow, March 16, 2011 we will head back to Seattle landing at 9:00am Wednesday the 16th PST.  Much to soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is a bitter sweet sorrow to leave.   Friday, the day of the 9.0 earth quake that changed every thing here - Friday I woke up and told Josh that I really felt at peace here, and was starting to really enjoy myself.   It had taken nearly 3 weeks to get Liam on the time schedule, and use to his new home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then every thing here changed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We don't want to leave in all honesty.  In all honesty, there is a definite guilt that comes when thinking you can escape a potential awful nuclear disaster when the people you have come to know and enjoy do not have that escape option.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We continue to praise God that we have been safe, and that we can return Seattle.  We continue to Pray for the people (and new friends) in Japan - for their safety and health.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God willing, we will be back in our apartment in Japan as soon as we safely can.    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061736462715292753-1519088945826291093?l=themillerhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/feeds/1519088945826291093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061736462715292753&amp;postID=1519088945826291093&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/1519088945826291093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/1519088945826291093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/2011/03/bitter-sweet.html' title='Bitter Sweet'/><author><name>joshandbrenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402284143276712204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/ST9UwrJaszI/AAAAAAAAATk/ULC0ZTHLbdI/S220/IMG_5187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gg4_bmyKaDA/TX8ID9uMP2I/AAAAAAAABzo/MQodBSTAgIQ/s72-c/130.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061736462715292753.post-927324493341194062</id><published>2011-03-14T17:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T17:58:46.417-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tokyo Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OAoUdWE2W8s/TX65HJGFSEI/AAAAAAAADBM/cs5HR994RhQ/s1600/011-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OAoUdWE2W8s/TX65HJGFSEI/AAAAAAAADBM/cs5HR994RhQ/s400/011-3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584104120337647682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After Friday's earthquake both Josh and I got apps on our Japanese cell phones to monitor aftershocks.   Mine is a free app.   It doesn't update often, but here is a picture of what it looked like yesterday.   As you can see we are not lacking in aftershocks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After spending lots of time accessing the situation we have decided it is time to start packing our bags today.   We will leave Tokyo (Japan) for awhile.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It is very bitter sweet for us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Thank you for the continued prayer and support. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;-Millers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061736462715292753-927324493341194062?l=themillerhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/feeds/927324493341194062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061736462715292753&amp;postID=927324493341194062&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/927324493341194062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/927324493341194062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/2011/03/tokyo-update.html' title='Tokyo Update'/><author><name>Brenda Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06128531148615535572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OAoUdWE2W8s/TX65HJGFSEI/AAAAAAAADBM/cs5HR994RhQ/s72-c/011-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061736462715292753.post-5636869935596547917</id><published>2011-03-12T02:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T03:13:37.937-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Largest Earth Quake in Japan History, Tsunami, and Nuclear Blasts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I took this picture around 6am on the morning of March 11, 2011 from our apartment window.   I am continually amazed just how blessed we have been with our home here.   Such a breath taking view of Mt. Fuji.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ALkyxhC9Mrk/TXtJm5h5YKI/AAAAAAAABzQ/HWrqVLSzudg/s1600/007-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ALkyxhC9Mrk/TXtJm5h5YKI/AAAAAAAABzQ/HWrqVLSzudg/s400/007-3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583137095682711714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This picture, well I took it today, March 12, 2011 around 8am.   As you can see our view has not changed.  Our live experience has.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gRTWxBfZJnU/TXtJmf5rkkI/AAAAAAAABzI/yzIraroJE3A/s1600/052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gRTWxBfZJnU/TXtJmf5rkkI/AAAAAAAABzI/yzIraroJE3A/s400/052.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583137088803148354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We officially can say we have survived Japans strongest recorded earth quake of 8.9.   It hit sometime around 2:40 in the afternoon March 11, 2011.  Having only experienced one earth quake before in my life (which was only two days prior at 7.2) I have little to go off of.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Josh was at work when it hit, about 1 hour from me.   I was in the Ikebukuro Train station, navigating my way out of the crazy commuter traffic with Liam along for the ride in his stroller. Josh and I experienced the same thing - witnessing fear and shock on the Japanese faces. Clearly the strength, magnitude, and duration of this quake was nerve racking even to an earth quake prone country.   Josh and his co-workers dove under tables which were on wheels.  I stopped under this thing:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-unTY9yZ_zWE/TXtNLAoKyDI/AAAAAAAABzY/3H6T43HHvAI/s1600/121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-unTY9yZ_zWE/TXtNLAoKyDI/AAAAAAAABzY/3H6T43HHvAI/s400/121.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583141014598240306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I know, it isn't an impressive picture.  But, I will never look up at it the same as I watched it bend to-and-fro, and sway while I used myself to cover Liam in his stroller.    As the rolling came to a momentary slow I managed to get through the 1000's of people trying to get out of the station and get up that escalator you can just see in the picture... to which I saw this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l55KTST4fOo/TXtNbw0gz4I/AAAAAAAABzg/GaOAB3dLksU/s1600/147-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l55KTST4fOo/TXtNbw0gz4I/AAAAAAAABzg/GaOAB3dLksU/s400/147-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583141302412824450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I actually took this picture the day after, it is an all glass sky rise.  Still in perfect shape.  Yesterday I watched it bend and roll wondering what kind of feat of engineering it was as Liam and I tried desperately to get a hold of Josh.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;From there most of you have heard the story.  Josh was stranded in Kawagoe.  A co-worker so kindly provided him a meal and a safe place to sleep.  Liam and I were not allowed up in our sky rise apartment as it hadn't yet "settled" and continually swayed, and had some minor damage to some interior walls.  So we sat in our lobby for hours... I was fortunate enough to meet a very kind lady from South Africa, who when we could, carried Liam's stroller up 32 flights of stairs (while I carried Liam) so I could get him to bed for the night.  She truly was a blessing.  Josh and I finally got to talk on the phone around 11:30pm.  I was so happy to hear his voice!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was hours of after shocks and me alone, 32 stories up in the air, laying in bed messaging anyone I could on the Internet to distract myself from the reality of what was going on.   I tried to read the news, to look at pictures of the Tsunami devastation, but every time I did I just got sick to the stomach all over.   I am not sure I personally have ever said the Lords Prayer more times in one night as I did last night.   Silently in my head.  Out loud shouting.  Whatever it took.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today the trains started running again.  Josh got home with bags of groceries, and was lucky enough that our elevators had started working again.   I cannot put into words how happy and relieved I was to see him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We have been so blessed by SO many people praying for us, and encouraging us from afar.  Thank you all.   We would, however like to put your mind a little at ease.   Through it all, we are safe, and okay.  Today Ikebukuro was not as busy as it typically is, but half the stores were open.  People were out and about.   Buildings are standing.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We took Liam to the park today.  Yesterday 1000's of us waited for that first hour of quakes to stop in this park.   Today we played.   Liam even attempted to make a new friend, as several other parents with kids were there:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ovlK5I1Z_QU/TXtJRFwfEUI/AAAAAAAAByw/OmNGp5ecZAA/s1600/105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ovlK5I1Z_QU/TXtJRFwfEUI/AAAAAAAAByw/OmNGp5ecZAA/s400/105.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583136721008005442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QpSe__g8E30/TXtJSHZe2eI/AAAAAAAABzA/D3iiuwrGUvo/s1600/070-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 246px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QpSe__g8E30/TXtJSHZe2eI/AAAAAAAABzA/D3iiuwrGUvo/s400/070-3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583136738628262370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;All the usual things we walk past look exactly the same on the outside as the did before the quake. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yofUGTdU3ys/TXtJRsc7viI/AAAAAAAABy4/2TWDBveqMQo/s1600/119-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yofUGTdU3ys/TXtJRsc7viI/AAAAAAAABy4/2TWDBveqMQo/s400/119-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583136731394981410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A87RgzX8zK0/TXtJQ0wfdZI/AAAAAAAAByo/pSdZ9kcuN7c/s1600/096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A87RgzX8zK0/TXtJQ0wfdZI/AAAAAAAAByo/pSdZ9kcuN7c/s400/096.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583136716444628370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We know a lot of devastation is shown right now on the news.  We have been asked a LOT "are you coming home?"   No, right now we are not.  We are far from the tsunami devastated people, 155 miles away from the nuclear plant that tonight exploded and unless some strong wind picked up we should be okay.  We have people here that help advise us when we are concerned, and they have not steered us wrong thus far.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We will see how the week plays out before we make any decisions.   I do not not think my nerves could take another earth quake of that magnitude.  But, we are prayerful that that was the big one, and the earth is settling back down now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was another beautiful sunset tonight from our apartment.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8e3o6UxVS50/TXtJQYBKukI/AAAAAAAAByg/48Y1DphC7_A/s1600/194.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8e3o6UxVS50/TXtJQYBKukI/AAAAAAAAByg/48Y1DphC7_A/s400/194.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583136708729944642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We gave praise that we are safe and together, and prayed for those around us in Japan who are not as fortunate.  Thank you for the continual prayers, and we will keep you as updated as we are able too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Goodnight from Tokyo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061736462715292753-5636869935596547917?l=themillerhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/feeds/5636869935596547917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061736462715292753&amp;postID=5636869935596547917&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/5636869935596547917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/5636869935596547917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/2011/03/largest-earth-quake-in-japan-history.html' title='Largest Earth Quake in Japan History, Tsunami, and Nuclear Blasts'/><author><name>joshandbrenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402284143276712204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/ST9UwrJaszI/AAAAAAAAATk/ULC0ZTHLbdI/S220/IMG_5187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ALkyxhC9Mrk/TXtJm5h5YKI/AAAAAAAABzQ/HWrqVLSzudg/s72-c/007-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061736462715292753.post-2485759464517001179</id><published>2011-03-07T02:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T03:05:34.178-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kawagoe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Monday - Friday Josh walks to Ikebukuro train station and commutes 45 minutes one way to Kawagoe, Japan for work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k1uXRUDAQGc/TXS2gfMvZRI/AAAAAAAADBE/RqvCGNH-6yE/s1600/003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k1uXRUDAQGc/TXS2gfMvZRI/AAAAAAAADBE/RqvCGNH-6yE/s400/003.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581286507465893138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've gotten to really like the train station.   Partly for its beauty, like the beautiful owls on the walls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uUpkRjHkIU0/TXS2gH-XIgI/AAAAAAAADA8/KsuxHCvyOL8/s1600/086-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uUpkRjHkIU0/TXS2gH-XIgI/AAAAAAAADA8/KsuxHCvyOL8/s400/086-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581286501231567362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And, partly for the photography challenge it presents itself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QPpyzty2UXc/TXS2fqa5iuI/AAAAAAAADA0/IeyAaQ_3gdw/s1600/136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 242px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QPpyzty2UXc/TXS2fqa5iuI/AAAAAAAADA0/IeyAaQ_3gdw/s400/136.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581286493298199266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'd really like to get a good picture showing the blur of motion that occurs at the station.  It is a challenge I have set for myself here. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This past weekend we hung out at the train station so I could take pictures and more importantly so we could ride to Kawagoe for the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;First experience in Kawagoe - best bakery ever.  At the station no less!  YUM!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;From there I noticed the mail boxes.  Something I don't see around Ikebukuro.  They are very unique when I think of the standard blue box back home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-it0dfcxtvB4/TXS1RXBsGXI/AAAAAAAAC_0/NapiHI9IhBk/s1600/054-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-it0dfcxtvB4/TXS1RXBsGXI/AAAAAAAAC_0/NapiHI9IhBk/s400/054-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581285148062390642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We walked the old town on Sunday.  It was a beautiful day to just enjoy a leisurely walk, and enjoy the culture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mmmPWmCcf8Y/TXS0Ktn31AI/AAAAAAAAC_k/NaMCj-g9M2g/s1600/029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mmmPWmCcf8Y/TXS0Ktn31AI/AAAAAAAAC_k/NaMCj-g9M2g/s400/029.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581283934357410818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We also enjoyed the many different street food vendors as we walked around.  I really enjoyed that.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-12tk960BvUg/TXS1Qwp9pXI/AAAAAAAAC_s/9OTwluJQR_8/s1600/007-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-12tk960BvUg/TXS1Qwp9pXI/AAAAAAAAC_s/9OTwluJQR_8/s400/007-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581285137762329970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have no idea what that was called, but it was YUMMY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Liam's taste buds haven't quite acclimated to Japan yet, so we also ate at a really great restaurant where he was pretty darn happy to get his first cup of tea (which he loved) and a bowl of noodles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wStYL0ZuJA0/TXS1pz8S5aI/AAAAAAAADAU/BlwwPR6ZYWI/s1600/090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wStYL0ZuJA0/TXS1pz8S5aI/AAAAAAAADAU/BlwwPR6ZYWI/s400/090.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581285568141256098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;From there it was just a day of walking. And walking some more.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h4hC3OSb0cw/TXS0KEB4LFI/AAAAAAAAC_c/bOubrRwU0KI/s1600/056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h4hC3OSb0cw/TXS0KEB4LFI/AAAAAAAAC_c/bOubrRwU0KI/s400/056.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581283923192196178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uF4r_feLzzs/TXS0J-7DQiI/AAAAAAAAC_U/mGptr7wLvWE/s1600/020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uF4r_feLzzs/TXS0J-7DQiI/AAAAAAAAC_U/mGptr7wLvWE/s400/020.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581283921821385250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;One of my favorite items I saw for sale in Kawagoe were these beautiful umbrellas.  The pattern shows up as water hits them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QoBcmT6Dz24/TXS0JsmZXAI/AAAAAAAAC_M/YCkj7BA20UM/s1600/050-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QoBcmT6Dz24/TXS0JsmZXAI/AAAAAAAAC_M/YCkj7BA20UM/s400/050-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581283916902915074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I had my back to Josh and Liam when I was taking this picture, and when I turned back I found Liam SWARMED with people:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Kke0j2J3s7Q/TXS0JEYVKqI/AAAAAAAAC_E/amuHF708-AQ/s1600/048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Kke0j2J3s7Q/TXS0JEYVKqI/AAAAAAAAC_E/amuHF708-AQ/s400/048.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581283906106501794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;He loved the attention!  He was so content greeting EVERY ONE we passed with a cheery "Hi!" all day.  He even got his picture taken by yet another random stranger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I truly enjoyed just walking with Josh and Liam as we taste tested our way through Kawagoe.  It is definitely some place we will visit again! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061736462715292753-2485759464517001179?l=themillerhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/feeds/2485759464517001179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061736462715292753&amp;postID=2485759464517001179&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/2485759464517001179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/2485759464517001179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/2011/03/kawagoe.html' title='Kawagoe'/><author><name>Brenda Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06128531148615535572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k1uXRUDAQGc/TXS2gfMvZRI/AAAAAAAADBE/RqvCGNH-6yE/s72-c/003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061736462715292753.post-2368737349618941371</id><published>2011-03-03T02:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T03:27:07.733-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Portion Control</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I do not think anyone would try to argue with me that Americans have no idea what a "normal" portion of food looks like.   Our society is full of "super size" and Claim Jumper sized menus.  Couple those large food portions with an extremely sedentary life style - it just makes for large Americans.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tokyo, Japan is different. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In a city where 14 million people congregate on a daily basis, what you see is a LOT of walking.  You also see a lot of this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GF7r7_zfPF4/TW9wsPNHO5I/AAAAAAAAByY/qv2coa0MmTo/s1600/044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GF7r7_zfPF4/TW9wsPNHO5I/AAAAAAAAByY/qv2coa0MmTo/s400/044.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579802368633420690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am not sure I have ever seen so many people ride a bike in a large city, ever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So besides getting way more exercise than the average American per day, and a much thinner population, you'll find your grocery shopping experience to be portioned.  Such smaller portions that I just felt dumbfounded for the first week we were here.  Now I have started to customize to the fact that I walk a good distance to get our groceries &lt;i&gt;every other&lt;/i&gt; day.  There are no shopping carts for kids to ride in, so I push Liam in his stroller while managing a basket full of food.  Then I get the joy of walking them all home, packed in ice.  That alone is quite the work out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This morning I went to the market and decided we were having spaghetti.  Spaghetti is so common in the USA.   It is cheap, and you can feed a lot of people. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;First off, although every thing is portioned, the prices are quite higher than home. But, that is not the point of this blog.   The point is to show what portion controlled grocery shopping looks like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, first off here we have my jar of spaghetti sauce.  For comparison I placed it next to your standard bottle of Coke Zero that you could buy in a vending machine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GFfA79qK6KM/TW9vfgamf8I/AAAAAAAAByQ/eOH2Rm7cOkI/s1600/100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GFfA79qK6KM/TW9vfgamf8I/AAAAAAAAByQ/eOH2Rm7cOkI/s400/100.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579801050403471298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Next we will add a bag of spaghetti noodles to the picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MyyLPZ1ngWg/TW9vfbAro5I/AAAAAAAAByI/PU55WiMF-po/s1600/102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MyyLPZ1ngWg/TW9vfbAro5I/AAAAAAAAByI/PU55WiMF-po/s400/102.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579801048952578962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Finally, the green bell pepper (I never knew they came so small) and the ground beef I bought.   I don't know for sure, but that might of been 1/4 lb of ground beef.  For three of us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2MFlSjBHWlU/TW9vfHp03hI/AAAAAAAAByA/uQjtFTC982g/s1600/106-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2MFlSjBHWlU/TW9vfHp03hI/AAAAAAAAByA/uQjtFTC982g/s400/106-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579801043756441106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The one thing I do know, the produce is so fresh here that it makes the meal.  I like mushrooms in my spaghetti, so I bought a pack.  It pretty much looked like your typical American pack of mushrooms.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-soQTOioWX6U/TW9veieH_QI/AAAAAAAABx4/xc-jjxuXUZE/s1600/114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 238px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-soQTOioWX6U/TW9veieH_QI/AAAAAAAABx4/xc-jjxuXUZE/s400/114.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579801033775250690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Except here they are "so fresh" the roots and dirt still cling to the mushroom, waiting to be cleaned off. Um, yum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CIdnpzEkoBE/TW9veG8AuOI/AAAAAAAABxw/s3EAzJFrTnU/s1600/116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 228px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CIdnpzEkoBE/TW9veG8AuOI/AAAAAAAABxw/s3EAzJFrTnU/s400/116.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579801026384410850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Those groceries made exactly enough for three of us.  I am fairly certain it was still bigger portions than a local family would have had, but still  only provided one serving, smaller than Josh and I would have normally had. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Learning to cook better portion control was not something I anticipated when we came here, but I am thoroughly enjoying it.   I was anticipating the insane amount of walking, and still loving it too.  Maybe we will bring back a new healthier Miller life style to Seattle.  :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061736462715292753-2368737349618941371?l=themillerhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/feeds/2368737349618941371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061736462715292753&amp;postID=2368737349618941371&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/2368737349618941371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/2368737349618941371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/2011/03/portion-control.html' title='Portion Control'/><author><name>joshandbrenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402284143276712204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/ST9UwrJaszI/AAAAAAAAATk/ULC0ZTHLbdI/S220/IMG_5187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GF7r7_zfPF4/TW9wsPNHO5I/AAAAAAAAByY/qv2coa0MmTo/s72-c/044.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061736462715292753.post-5504073935028718378</id><published>2011-02-27T04:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T17:38:34.801-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Our first weekend in Japan was spent running errands.  It is amazing how much you have to go buy to get an apartment ready.  Thankfully, we managed to accomplish most of what we needed to do last weekend so that THIS weekend could be our first family weekend of exploring Japan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We kicked off Saturday with a Japanese lunch.  I couldn't tell you what I ate, but it was yummy!   Liam liked his food too, and liked trying out chopsticks even more!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bB7MTBSjb1E/TWo_azX1EOI/AAAAAAAABxo/clN445ifzHc/s1600/006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bB7MTBSjb1E/TWo_azX1EOI/AAAAAAAABxo/clN445ifzHc/s400/006.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578340818151084258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Notice the full on jabbing using one stick.  Hey, it worked for him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We spent Saturday on the opposite side of Ikebukuro Train Station from where we live.   I really wanted to go check out Sunshine City, and it did not disappoint!  It was a fun place to explore.   The real highlight of the day for Liam though, that came when we were coming back through the train station.   We ran into these guys:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jeB-AmEQb_Y/TWo_akUqs2I/AAAAAAAABxg/EEcCKDv0Ggo/s1600/050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jeB-AmEQb_Y/TWo_akUqs2I/AAAAAAAABxg/EEcCKDv0Ggo/s400/050.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578340814111290210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Not really sure who they are, but just check out the look on Liam's face when he saw them:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x9Zia_GqcJw/TWo_acI6zDI/AAAAAAAABxY/5dG3jJNO9Y4/s1600/067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-x9Zia_GqcJw/TWo_acI6zDI/AAAAAAAABxY/5dG3jJNO9Y4/s400/067.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578340811914529842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pretty sure he would of been happy to stay right there ALL day!  He really enjoyed holding hands with these guys!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AwPIqNpmBCg/TWo_aJp205I/AAAAAAAABxQ/UcYzKzDB1Bs/s1600/079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AwPIqNpmBCg/TWo_aJp205I/AAAAAAAABxQ/UcYzKzDB1Bs/s400/079.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578340806952407954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sunday Josh took Liam &amp;amp; I on our first Japanese train ride to Shinjuku.   Liam, with all his Thomas the Train addiction, thought it was FABULOUS!  I found it a little overwhelming.  Josh assures me though after a few more rides I'll have it down pat.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I really enjoyed our day in Shinjuku.  It was sunny, and fairly warm in the direct sun.  Plus we got to enjoy both walking the city and two really great parks.   I really don't think I could of asked for a better way to enjoy our Sunday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8Q29b5iji2c/TWo_M7PKH7I/AAAAAAAABxI/rOvXfepZepc/s1600/015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8Q29b5iji2c/TWo_M7PKH7I/AAAAAAAABxI/rOvXfepZepc/s400/015.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578340579744030642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bs2yCLs3aKE/TWo_MuVvAkI/AAAAAAAABxA/xEYAIDh5oDo/s1600/041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bs2yCLs3aKE/TWo_MuVvAkI/AAAAAAAABxA/xEYAIDh5oDo/s400/041.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578340576281952834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wlVgiIrMh1U/TWo_MOrs7wI/AAAAAAAABw4/juSJmXIWNi4/s1600/054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 255px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wlVgiIrMh1U/TWo_MOrs7wI/AAAAAAAABw4/juSJmXIWNi4/s400/054.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578340567784156930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MlOlUetlmmY/TWo_L2vowhI/AAAAAAAABww/P9seYgXae0w/s1600/117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MlOlUetlmmY/TWo_L2vowhI/AAAAAAAABww/P9seYgXae0w/s400/117.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578340561358209554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z9e6fsMO0ig/TWo_Lnh_iJI/AAAAAAAABwo/nz5BWWQFycg/s1600/124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z9e6fsMO0ig/TWo_Lnh_iJI/AAAAAAAABwo/nz5BWWQFycg/s400/124.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578340557274450066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sEmbL3mSxEU/TWo-2wXeGdI/AAAAAAAABwg/J7yRkePQZaU/s1600/138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sEmbL3mSxEU/TWo-2wXeGdI/AAAAAAAABwg/J7yRkePQZaU/s400/138.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578340198868982226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Wpaj_kt6Y1w/TWo-2TgA8vI/AAAAAAAABwQ/OGOZDoWnJMc/s1600/173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Wpaj_kt6Y1w/TWo-2TgA8vI/AAAAAAAABwQ/OGOZDoWnJMc/s400/173.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578340191120192242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PvkldwrZ9oM/TWo-2qsf_KI/AAAAAAAABwY/8VjmdDz2eFw/s1600/155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PvkldwrZ9oM/TWo-2qsf_KI/AAAAAAAABwY/8VjmdDz2eFw/s400/155.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578340197346573474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i39Gp5tG8jw/TWo-18wx3WI/AAAAAAAABwA/harMB8enVS8/s1600/184.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 259px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i39Gp5tG8jw/TWo-18wx3WI/AAAAAAAABwA/harMB8enVS8/s400/184.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578340185016491362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As we left the second park Josh commented on how much he is enjoying having Liam &amp;amp; I here to enjoy Japan with him.  I have to agree, seeing Japan in person is much more fun that skyping every day.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061736462715292753-5504073935028718378?l=themillerhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/feeds/5504073935028718378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061736462715292753&amp;postID=5504073935028718378&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/5504073935028718378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/5504073935028718378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/2011/02/family-fun.html' title='Family Fun'/><author><name>joshandbrenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402284143276712204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/ST9UwrJaszI/AAAAAAAAATk/ULC0ZTHLbdI/S220/IMG_5187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bB7MTBSjb1E/TWo_azX1EOI/AAAAAAAABxo/clN445ifzHc/s72-c/006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061736462715292753.post-7039004762206050607</id><published>2011-02-25T02:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T03:35:24.563-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Blog Because I Can</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hi. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We currently live on the very top floor of this sky high building.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8EuSr0Ypy8k/TWeLIEjHEEI/AAAAAAAAC-c/dV0ATpYV1FM/s1600/211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8EuSr0Ypy8k/TWeLIEjHEEI/AAAAAAAAC-c/dV0ATpYV1FM/s400/211.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577579634297868354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Talk about 180 degree's from our home surrounded by tree's in Woodinville. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is a pretty fountain that Liam and I walk by almost daily. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xxuFE_IvvEw/TWeLHnFJb0I/AAAAAAAAC-M/B0A5FO4Dj7o/s1600/199.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xxuFE_IvvEw/TWeLHnFJb0I/AAAAAAAAC-M/B0A5FO4Dj7o/s400/199.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577579626387566402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It is quite the effort to walk past this fountain because Liam LOVES water.   It is all I can do to keep him from diving in.  I wonder how many Japanese have giggled watching me try to navigate Liam past the water.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Speaking of Liam, his obsession with Thomas the Train continues to grow.  He LIGHTS UP at the site of Thomas, and he'll spot Thomas ANYWHERE.   He even likes to walk around with his Thomas back-pack on, just because he can.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6ERvpOeEKB8/TWeLHFGuPVI/AAAAAAAAC-E/LceF1Jy_M_c/s1600/IMG_2939.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 400px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6ERvpOeEKB8/TWeLHFGuPVI/AAAAAAAAC-E/LceF1Jy_M_c/s400/IMG_2939.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577579617267367250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When Liam isn't running around our apartment pointing out Thomas you will find him at the small park by our place.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kj7-EMEyfOs/TWePufz3zfI/AAAAAAAAC-8/LBoHdn2RXhA/s1600/058.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kj7-EMEyfOs/TWePufz3zfI/AAAAAAAAC-8/LBoHdn2RXhA/s400/058.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577584692497468914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yGw3x3BNTXk/TWePt20pDmI/AAAAAAAAC-0/OCfdFerhEfk/s1600/074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yGw3x3BNTXk/TWePt20pDmI/AAAAAAAAC-0/OCfdFerhEfk/s400/074.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577584681494842978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ekj6KoIo0HU/TWePtRX-XnI/AAAAAAAAC-s/qlLU0di0cfQ/s1600/161.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ekj6KoIo0HU/TWePtRX-XnI/AAAAAAAAC-s/qlLU0di0cfQ/s400/161.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577584671442493042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-50l2qwWf5u0/TWePs6cpPlI/AAAAAAAAC-k/pbTXWifb-_0/s1600/132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-50l2qwWf5u0/TWePs6cpPlI/AAAAAAAAC-k/pbTXWifb-_0/s400/132.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577584665288064594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Thus far, all we have gotten in the mail in Ikebukuro are ads.   Lots of ads.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hhEpEaEpBvY/TWeLGyfFUhI/AAAAAAAAC98/LaNz8IJD8ig/s1600/IMG_2887.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hhEpEaEpBvY/TWeLGyfFUhI/AAAAAAAAC98/LaNz8IJD8ig/s400/IMG_2887.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577579612269269522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;They look surprisingly a lot like the ads we get at our home in Washington.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Lastly, Josh had a birthday this week.   He wins for most adventuresome birthdays.  First Hong Kong, and now Ikebukuro. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was left pondering what I would get Josh in Japan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ivWb_3648lk/TWeKnSu-0PI/AAAAAAAAC90/fr_JqjVC1dI/s1600/IMG_2875.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ivWb_3648lk/TWeKnSu-0PI/AAAAAAAAC90/fr_JqjVC1dI/s400/IMG_2875.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577579071170072818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If you know us Miller's,  you know we love our popcorn.   Josh in particular loves cheese popcorn.   I was pretty proud of myself that I found a bag for him.  Nothing says "Happy Birthday" and "I Love  You" like a bag of cheese popcorn in Japan.  :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh, don't worry, we also did homemade surf n' turf for Josh's birthday.  Josh was pretty excited to test out our table top grill on his birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1uQR1l4-Bsw/TWeKnORAVVI/AAAAAAAAC9s/Rj-AhyfDZUk/s1600/IMG_2903.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1uQR1l4-Bsw/TWeKnORAVVI/AAAAAAAAC9s/Rj-AhyfDZUk/s400/IMG_2903.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577579069970601298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I hand rolled sushi rolls in honor of Josh's birthday.  Without a mat.  They came out looking pretty good if I do say so myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-smhfaB_S9hg/TWeKmrQw2OI/AAAAAAAAC9k/IEktPqFK3mc/s1600/IMG_2908.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 234px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-smhfaB_S9hg/TWeKmrQw2OI/AAAAAAAAC9k/IEktPqFK3mc/s400/IMG_2908.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577579060574345442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Random side note:  I am still wondering why I have attempted making sushi in Seattle before and it has NEVER came out as good as this. Hmmm...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Back to the birthday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;No celebration would be complete without cake. I am feeling pretty proud of myself for navigating to Seibu and back with Liam to hand pick out the birthday celebration dessert.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2lhy0wa0Ha0/TWeKmHFdV-I/AAAAAAAAC9c/zgTtxO_bPpg/s1600/IMG_2917.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2lhy0wa0Ha0/TWeKmHFdV-I/AAAAAAAAC9c/zgTtxO_bPpg/s400/IMG_2917.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577579050863253474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It tasted as wonderful as it looks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Happy Birthday Josh Miller!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iHAXfnkJPso/TWeKl-vAiDI/AAAAAAAAC9U/l3W3dRKWBlY/s1600/IMG_2923.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iHAXfnkJPso/TWeKl-vAiDI/AAAAAAAAC9U/l3W3dRKWBlY/s400/IMG_2923.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577579048621606962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Goodnight from Japan dear friends and family.   Hope to update again real soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061736462715292753-7039004762206050607?l=themillerhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/feeds/7039004762206050607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061736462715292753&amp;postID=7039004762206050607&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/7039004762206050607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/7039004762206050607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-blog-because-i-can.html' title='I Blog Because I Can'/><author><name>Brenda Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06128531148615535572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8EuSr0Ypy8k/TWeLIEjHEEI/AAAAAAAAC-c/dV0ATpYV1FM/s72-c/211.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061736462715292753.post-4395599345617951851</id><published>2011-02-19T04:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T04:14:35.210-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snuggie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We've all seen the silly commercials for the Snuggie. A blanket with sleeves, just what everyone "needs." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've rolled my eyes at them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've made fun of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today I bought one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;How could I resist?!  Look at this great label:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xjctArniJY8/TV-ylIOvPqI/AAAAAAAABvI/16kacWJdE3Y/s1600/IMG_2460.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 245px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xjctArniJY8/TV-ylIOvPqI/AAAAAAAABvI/16kacWJdE3Y/s400/IMG_2460.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575371214642167458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Drawn guy just looks so comfy!  And look!  It even came with directions on how to fold it back up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9Xpf5RJKHb8/TV-yk3N6_BI/AAAAAAAABvA/xQD-mxb0Yo8/s1600/IMG_2474.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9Xpf5RJKHb8/TV-yk3N6_BI/AAAAAAAABvA/xQD-mxb0Yo8/s400/IMG_2474.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575371210075339794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When folded my Japanese Snuggie looks classy.  Look at that tan bad-boy snuggie pillow on my couch!   I love it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--F3toK1a83U/TV-ykddzcpI/AAAAAAAABu4/rxo05y9YCVQ/s1600/IMG_2476.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--F3toK1a83U/TV-ykddzcpI/AAAAAAAABu4/rxo05y9YCVQ/s400/IMG_2476.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575371203162632850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There is a Japanese version of a snuggie on my couch, and I am proud of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061736462715292753-4395599345617951851?l=themillerhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/feeds/4395599345617951851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061736462715292753&amp;postID=4395599345617951851&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/4395599345617951851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/4395599345617951851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/2011/02/snuggy.html' title='Snuggie'/><author><name>joshandbrenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402284143276712204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/ST9UwrJaszI/AAAAAAAAATk/ULC0ZTHLbdI/S220/IMG_5187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xjctArniJY8/TV-ylIOvPqI/AAAAAAAABvI/16kacWJdE3Y/s72-c/IMG_2460.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061736462715292753.post-1279026396567501738</id><published>2011-02-17T21:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T21:46:32.347-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We Are Here.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After nearly 8 months in planning we are here. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Three days ago we moved to the 32nd floor (top floor) of the West Park Tower in Ikebukuro, Japan.  Here is the view from our apartment:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3JR7frmUn1o/TV4DauFQFdI/AAAAAAAAC9M/shGLwu3Tpps/s1600/japan%2B034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3JR7frmUn1o/TV4DauFQFdI/AAAAAAAAC9M/shGLwu3Tpps/s400/japan%2B034.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574897146312791506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And, here is what Liam and Josh like to do in their new to them living room:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HmZBVo8cGns/TV4Dae5csRI/AAAAAAAAC9E/8XDwOsRCB60/s1600/japan%2B030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HmZBVo8cGns/TV4Dae5csRI/AAAAAAAAC9E/8XDwOsRCB60/s400/japan%2B030.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574897142236754194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Some gadgets were tagged in English for us prior to us moving in.   This contraption is next to my kitchen sink.  If I push the pink button my bathroom tub starts filling with 43C water.  (Notice the diagram of the tub filling on the display, Liam was awaiting his bath)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eMurSw0AKw8/TV4DaNMkK2I/AAAAAAAAC88/46QTZ9_4-tw/s1600/japan%2B105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eMurSw0AKw8/TV4DaNMkK2I/AAAAAAAAC88/46QTZ9_4-tw/s400/japan%2B105.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574897137485097826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Here is our kitchen.  3 burner gas stove top, and the fish cooker pulled out.  Hmmm... I'll let you all know how the fisher cooker works as soon as I put it into use.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z3Gh4X1Fi3Q/TV4DQ7bwvpI/AAAAAAAAC80/-pI5-CfIJjM/s1600/japan%2B201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z3Gh4X1Fi3Q/TV4DQ7bwvpI/AAAAAAAAC80/-pI5-CfIJjM/s400/japan%2B201.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574896978098175634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Again, lovely translations will help me with the stove top hood:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3rnXCA4YNFM/TV4DQu6O2cI/AAAAAAAAC8s/9DyZ28GJRMg/s1600/japan%2B210.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 196px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3rnXCA4YNFM/TV4DQu6O2cI/AAAAAAAAC8s/9DyZ28GJRMg/s400/japan%2B210.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574896974736316866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;But no translation was left on the microwave/oven.  Yup, it is a combo deal.  We got talked through how to use it, seems simple enough... hope to give it a try this weekend!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ySqTx4JteKw/TV4DQa5AtDI/AAAAAAAAC8k/hTKr2OGU-Dg/s1600/japan%2B211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ySqTx4JteKw/TV4DQa5AtDI/AAAAAAAAC8k/hTKr2OGU-Dg/s400/japan%2B211.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574896969362486322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Although we moved 4000 + miles away, some things never change.   Liam is still making us laugh at the dinner table.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fNxDlJYimkY/TV4DQLAcDII/AAAAAAAAC8c/NJyPuo75nNM/s1600/japan%2B055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fNxDlJYimkY/TV4DQLAcDII/AAAAAAAAC8c/NJyPuo75nNM/s400/japan%2B055.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574896965098671234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Not much of a blog post, but 3 days, still jet lagged, and Josh is working.  So, not much adventuring yet (and very little picture taking).  Hopefully that'll change soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DCZRTIXcNaA/TV4DP3n0ZZI/AAAAAAAAC8U/0SKzQreKxGI/s1600/japan%2B037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DCZRTIXcNaA/TV4DP3n0ZZI/AAAAAAAAC8U/0SKzQreKxGI/s400/japan%2B037.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574896959895135634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061736462715292753-1279026396567501738?l=themillerhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/feeds/1279026396567501738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061736462715292753&amp;postID=1279026396567501738&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/1279026396567501738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/1279026396567501738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/2011/02/we-are-here.html' title='We Are Here.'/><author><name>Brenda Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06128531148615535572</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3JR7frmUn1o/TV4DauFQFdI/AAAAAAAAC9M/shGLwu3Tpps/s72-c/japan%2B034.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061736462715292753.post-1808615043653676897</id><published>2011-01-25T19:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T19:47:26.631-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Face</title><content type='html'>I've heard the saying "It is a face only a mother could love."   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've thought a lot about that saying.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My conclusion: I truly love Liam's face, and all the funny he faces he makes with it.  All of them.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TT-XhMjzhmI/AAAAAAAABt0/pAQZt-RQlPE/s1600/peace.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 294px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TT-XhMjzhmI/AAAAAAAABt0/pAQZt-RQlPE/s400/peace.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566334261016102498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TT-Xhi-TZII/AAAAAAAABuE/fCI-Z0gH__8/s1600/oooooo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 294px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TT-Xhi-TZII/AAAAAAAABuE/fCI-Z0gH__8/s400/oooooo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566334267032822914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TT-Xhe9HgJI/AAAAAAAABt8/BsAEqern3MI/s1600/chillin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 294px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TT-Xhe9HgJI/AAAAAAAABt8/BsAEqern3MI/s400/chillin.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566334265954107538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TT-XhlCYJrI/AAAAAAAABuM/tfwM3FgwQFs/s1600/smile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 294px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TT-XhlCYJrI/AAAAAAAABuM/tfwM3FgwQFs/s400/smile.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566334267586782898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061736462715292753-1808615043653676897?l=themillerhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/feeds/1808615043653676897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061736462715292753&amp;postID=1808615043653676897&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/1808615043653676897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/1808615043653676897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/2011/01/face.html' title='Face'/><author><name>joshandbrenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402284143276712204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/ST9UwrJaszI/AAAAAAAAATk/ULC0ZTHLbdI/S220/IMG_5187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TT-XhMjzhmI/AAAAAAAABt0/pAQZt-RQlPE/s72-c/peace.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061736462715292753.post-1513930135564765775</id><published>2011-01-18T20:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T16:53:29.885-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ikebukuro, Japan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TTZtB2eidCI/AAAAAAAABsM/RTwBmG8EenU/s1600/DSC01801-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TTZtB2eidCI/AAAAAAAABsM/RTwBmG8EenU/s400/DSC01801-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563754268233724962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Josh's first trip after Liam's birth was June of 2010.  It was literally about 2 days after he came home that he prepped me on the need for him to be in Japan a lot in 2011. I remember questioning if "a lot" would be like the insane schedule he kept in China - he seemed certain this would be an even greater time commitment.  As we continued to discuss the situation, it became clear to both of us that it was time for me to stop working so that I could stay home with Liam which would also allow our family more flexibility in traveling together when Josh's long trips were called for.   In all honesty, that conversation was a bit surreal.   Really? Were we going to be spending most of 2011 living abroad? (we now have our answer : Yes.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In December Josh went back to Japan to find a place for us to live.   Ikebukuro won him over.  And, he won me over when he sent me this picture:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TTZtChqFi3I/AAAAAAAABsc/1cgvv5ODk1A/s1600/DSC01794.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TTZtChqFi3I/AAAAAAAABsc/1cgvv5ODk1A/s400/DSC01794.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563754279824886642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In the last month all the documents have been signed for Josh, Liam and I to live in an apartment in Japan while Josh works.   Our plane tickets are bought.   Our live in house/dog sitter is arranged.  The ball is in motion. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What started as a surreal conversation is becoming a quickly approaching reality.  February 12, 2011 we begin this adventure.  Josh will be working hard, Liam and I will be exploring hard. Doesn't quite seem fair ;-) &lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TTZtCY4EsuI/AAAAAAAABsU/b11YvJhcN7g/s400/DSC01821-2.jpg" style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563754277467632354" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We will all be together, under the same roof every night, every weekend. For that we truly feel very blessed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061736462715292753-1513930135564765775?l=themillerhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/feeds/1513930135564765775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061736462715292753&amp;postID=1513930135564765775&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/1513930135564765775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/1513930135564765775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/2011/01/ikebukuro-japan.html' title='Ikebukuro, Japan'/><author><name>joshandbrenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402284143276712204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/ST9UwrJaszI/AAAAAAAAATk/ULC0ZTHLbdI/S220/IMG_5187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TTZtB2eidCI/AAAAAAAABsM/RTwBmG8EenU/s72-c/DSC01801-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061736462715292753.post-7781406493292152422</id><published>2011-01-10T21:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T22:31:24.621-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Career</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On November 23, 2010 I took a much needed career change.   Gone are the days of lower extremity arterial exams with scaly skin falling to the floor and gangrene permeating the room.   Gone are the days of lovely venous ulcers and venous reflux examinations.  No more carotid duplexes for dizziness, or visual defect.   No more inappropriate comments from old men.   And, although there are parts of that career I miss, I do enjoy how fulfilling my days are now.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There are play dates, trips to parks,  and all sorts of other great things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am now proficient in driving trains across the kitchen table.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TSvtboNqksI/AAAAAAAABsE/03f5ngRn3s0/s1600/026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 232px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TSvtboNqksI/AAAAAAAABsE/03f5ngRn3s0/s400/026.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560799223825994434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am mastering the art of wrestling a 15 month old.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TSvtacnQ7XI/AAAAAAAABrk/c1q_NMDDi2I/s1600/108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TSvtacnQ7XI/AAAAAAAABrk/c1q_NMDDi2I/s400/108.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560799203532270962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We drum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TSvtEA48vHI/AAAAAAAABrU/WBQNhC4EBlQ/s1600/121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TSvtEA48vHI/AAAAAAAABrU/WBQNhC4EBlQ/s400/121.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560798818133130354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I also attempt to keep up with the house work.   Laundry.  Cooking.  Cleaning. Grocery shopping.  Liam likes to help me in these chores.   I am currently teaching him how to master the art of sweeping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TSvtDR5cmkI/AAAAAAAABrE/Lps4F2UD1vE/s1600/152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 253px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TSvtDR5cmkI/AAAAAAAABrE/Lps4F2UD1vE/s400/152.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560798805518752322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It is slow going, but he enjoys it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TSvtD5p9A_I/AAAAAAAABrM/aC7T_C2zWyc/s1600/147.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TSvtD5p9A_I/AAAAAAAABrM/aC7T_C2zWyc/s400/147.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560798816191185906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today I was doing laundry and when I stepped out to clean the lint filter on the dryer I returned to this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TSvtbQ-KGJI/AAAAAAAABr8/Lu9ISh_ks8Y/s1600/014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TSvtbQ-KGJI/AAAAAAAABr8/Lu9ISh_ks8Y/s400/014.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560799217586935954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Um, I do not recommend ever letting a child play in a dryer.  (just to make that clear)  But, Liam sure thought his "space ship" was cool.  *sigh*   Won't be happening again. Won't.   Learning laundry will have to wait until Liam is older.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TSvtbJakUDI/AAAAAAAABr0/GFA2nzZAIuM/s1600/017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TSvtbJakUDI/AAAAAAAABr0/GFA2nzZAIuM/s400/017.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560799215558610994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We also sit and watch things together, like the BCS National Championship football game. Particularly when Mom's favorite football team is playing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TSvtDBFpjPI/AAAAAAAABq8/akc6nu4GaxU/s1600/133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TSvtDBFpjPI/AAAAAAAABq8/akc6nu4GaxU/s400/133.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560798801006529778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yes, my days are very different.   They are still very exhausting.  But an absolutely wonderful exhausting.   I would not trade one minute of it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061736462715292753-7781406493292152422?l=themillerhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/feeds/7781406493292152422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061736462715292753&amp;postID=7781406493292152422&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/7781406493292152422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/7781406493292152422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-career.html' title='New Career'/><author><name>joshandbrenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402284143276712204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/ST9UwrJaszI/AAAAAAAAATk/ULC0ZTHLbdI/S220/IMG_5187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TSvtboNqksI/AAAAAAAABsE/03f5ngRn3s0/s72-c/026.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061736462715292753.post-959238757712554904</id><published>2011-01-01T22:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T22:58:49.164-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Years Later</title><content type='html'>Flashback:  Cappy, December 2008:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TSAhNf_v_6I/AAAAAAAABqU/lLIxmb8fpls/s1600/n589441332_1647063_6949.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TSAhNf_v_6I/AAAAAAAABqU/lLIxmb8fpls/s400/n589441332_1647063_6949.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557478455986093986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Flash forward: Cappy, December 2010:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TSAhNLbaGqI/AAAAAAAABqM/KVRBwq8HK6g/s1600/140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TSAhNLbaGqI/AAAAAAAABqM/KVRBwq8HK6g/s400/140.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557478450464955042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What a difference two years makes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061736462715292753-959238757712554904?l=themillerhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/feeds/959238757712554904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061736462715292753&amp;postID=959238757712554904&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/959238757712554904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/959238757712554904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-wonder.html' title='Two Years Later'/><author><name>joshandbrenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402284143276712204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/ST9UwrJaszI/AAAAAAAAATk/ULC0ZTHLbdI/S220/IMG_5187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TSAhNf_v_6I/AAAAAAAABqU/lLIxmb8fpls/s72-c/n589441332_1647063_6949.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061736462715292753.post-6537066983519186301</id><published>2010-12-28T19:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T19:48:58.614-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coloring</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Coloring opens the imagination. That is my theory.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It also might just give us 10 minutes of silence on a 10 hour flight.  Um, hopefully?   Hmm... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Either way, tonight Liam and I had our first coloring date.    I sure hope we have THOUSANDS of them over the years... And, I cannot wait to find out which hand becomes dominate in the future!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TRqpIMNxT0I/AAAAAAAABpk/6Qy3KPQIatY/s1600/012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TRqpIMNxT0I/AAAAAAAABpk/6Qy3KPQIatY/s400/012.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555939048497958722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TRqpH5gopnI/AAAAAAAABpc/hXkPOfapSvE/s1600/042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TRqpH5gopnI/AAAAAAAABpc/hXkPOfapSvE/s400/042.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555939043476809330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TRqpHnN4lZI/AAAAAAAABpU/cImFfO_ERy8/s1600/058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TRqpHnN4lZI/AAAAAAAABpU/cImFfO_ERy8/s400/058.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555939038566323602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TRqpHUhfifI/AAAAAAAABpM/X6yOWeEfdtI/s1600/062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TRqpHUhfifI/AAAAAAAABpM/X6yOWeEfdtI/s400/062.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555939033548294642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TRqpHJt6JJI/AAAAAAAABpE/49YO7EfsF9o/s1600/071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TRqpHJt6JJI/AAAAAAAABpE/49YO7EfsF9o/s400/071.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555939030647579794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061736462715292753-6537066983519186301?l=themillerhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/feeds/6537066983519186301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061736462715292753&amp;postID=6537066983519186301&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/6537066983519186301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/6537066983519186301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/2010/12/coloring.html' title='Coloring'/><author><name>joshandbrenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402284143276712204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/ST9UwrJaszI/AAAAAAAAATk/ULC0ZTHLbdI/S220/IMG_5187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TRqpIMNxT0I/AAAAAAAABpk/6Qy3KPQIatY/s72-c/012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061736462715292753.post-9142644992068212358</id><published>2010-12-18T21:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T08:57:49.510-08:00</updated><title type='text'>December 25, 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TRbMivFS0ZI/AAAAAAAABoc/S8fchflRd7g/s1600/036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 197px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TRbMivFS0ZI/AAAAAAAABoc/S8fchflRd7g/s400/036.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554852087534375314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And the Grinch, with his grinch-feet ice-cold in the snow,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Stood puzzling and puzzling:  "how could it be so?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"It came without ribbons!  It came without tags!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"It came without packages, boxes or bags!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And he puzzled three hours, till his puzzler was sore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;then the Grinch thought of something he hand't before!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Maybe Christmas," he thought, "doesn't come from a store.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Maybe Christmas... perhaps...means a little bit more!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;How the Grinch Stole Christmas! - by Dr. Seuss, 1957&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TQ2dhA112hI/AAAAAAAABno/oYmcmmCfgv0/s1600/033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 276px; height: 400px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TQ2dhA112hI/AAAAAAAABno/oYmcmmCfgv0/s400/033.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552267106104760850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TQ2dgkHayHI/AAAAAAAABng/enQecI0sGbQ/s1600/049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TQ2dgkHayHI/AAAAAAAABng/enQecI0sGbQ/s400/049.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552267098393856114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TQ2d68CHOeI/AAAAAAAABn4/oTz4iRnzGWc/s1600/013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TQ2d68CHOeI/AAAAAAAABn4/oTz4iRnzGWc/s400/013.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552267551490652642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TRWK90wsNkI/AAAAAAAABoE/e_H-Nh_qkOM/s1600/012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TRWK90wsNkI/AAAAAAAABoE/e_H-Nh_qkOM/s400/012.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554498510170895938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TRbjaM_cCCI/AAAAAAAABo0/PQW8H0bumNk/s1600/christmas%2B2010%2B017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 258px; height: 400px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TRbjaM_cCCI/AAAAAAAABo0/PQW8H0bumNk/s400/christmas%2B2010%2B017.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554877229711493154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TRbMjC0ngxI/AAAAAAAABos/WcDuYoGtnoA/s1600/christmas%2B2010%2B205.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 257px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TRbMjC0ngxI/AAAAAAAABos/WcDuYoGtnoA/s400/christmas%2B2010%2B205.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554852092833137426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TRWK_xCLYhI/AAAAAAAABoU/MfbaCM-oEWU/s1600/053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TRWK_xCLYhI/AAAAAAAABoU/MfbaCM-oEWU/s400/053.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554498543530238482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061736462715292753-9142644992068212358?l=themillerhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/feeds/9142644992068212358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061736462715292753&amp;postID=9142644992068212358&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/9142644992068212358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/9142644992068212358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/2010/12/signs-of-christmas.html' title='December 25, 2010'/><author><name>joshandbrenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402284143276712204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/ST9UwrJaszI/AAAAAAAAATk/ULC0ZTHLbdI/S220/IMG_5187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TRbMivFS0ZI/AAAAAAAABoc/S8fchflRd7g/s72-c/036.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061736462715292753.post-4588518963762938973</id><published>2010-11-28T20:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T20:19:16.517-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Santa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15.8333px; "&gt;Dear Santa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15.8333px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Please do not make me sit on your lap again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Sincerely,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Liam , Age 14 months&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TPMoqIL7NqI/AAAAAAAABnQ/Ve-h_POkxfE/s1600/Picture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TPMoqIL7NqI/AAAAAAAABnQ/Ve-h_POkxfE/s400/Picture.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544820270440330914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061736462715292753-4588518963762938973?l=themillerhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/feeds/4588518963762938973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061736462715292753&amp;postID=4588518963762938973&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/4588518963762938973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/4588518963762938973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/2010/11/dear-santa.html' title='Dear Santa'/><author><name>joshandbrenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402284143276712204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/ST9UwrJaszI/AAAAAAAAATk/ULC0ZTHLbdI/S220/IMG_5187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TPMoqIL7NqI/AAAAAAAABnQ/Ve-h_POkxfE/s72-c/Picture.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061736462715292753.post-2514534671491933032</id><published>2010-11-21T21:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T21:52:00.161-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poinsettia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15.8333px; "&gt;I am a huge fan of poinsettia's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15.8333px; "&gt;Molbaks has the best poinsettia display around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15.8333px; "&gt;Every year I try to go opening weekend to admire their beautiful poinsettias.  It is pretty much my happy place.  This year I held off from going opening weekend to enjoy Molbaks with my parents.  It did not disappointment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TOoAiiWWNRI/AAAAAAAABmg/z-emCGC3LBA/s1600/140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 232px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TOoAiiWWNRI/AAAAAAAABmg/z-emCGC3LBA/s400/140.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542242884768904466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TOoBeOPUfKI/AAAAAAAABnI/86WFDlyT2_k/s1600/155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TOoBeOPUfKI/AAAAAAAABnI/86WFDlyT2_k/s400/155.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542243910162873506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TOoAjT7InvI/AAAAAAAABmw/Xy7GGCuPAUE/s1600/169.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; 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margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TOoAiVr8tnI/AAAAAAAABmY/JBep53BLc1g/s400/030.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542242881369847410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TOoAQwTJ5MI/AAAAAAAABmQ/rML7WxKXKPk/s1600/039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TOoAQwTJ5MI/AAAAAAAABmQ/rML7WxKXKPk/s400/039.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542242579275965634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TOoAQN9vCyI/AAAAAAAABmI/3JjikSNUiFc/s1600/041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TOoAQN9vCyI/AAAAAAAABmI/3JjikSNUiFc/s400/041.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542242570059320098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TOoAPrcER8I/AAAAAAAABmA/KR8my1KOZag/s1600/042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TOoAPrcER8I/AAAAAAAABmA/KR8my1KOZag/s400/042.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542242560791300034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TOoAiyf5ICI/AAAAAAAABmo/AnLoYObfBGI/s1600/146.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TOoAiyf5ICI/AAAAAAAABmo/AnLoYObfBGI/s400/146.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542242889103908898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TOoBdzYussI/AAAAAAAABnA/8E_V5d7LETw/s1600/083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TOoBdzYussI/AAAAAAAABnA/8E_V5d7LETw/s400/083.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542243902954582722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15.8333px; "&gt;Grandpa and Grandma also got quality time with lil' Liam this weekend.  Liam tried to assist Grandpa &amp;amp; Josh in putting up a new baby gate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TOoAOPt4CUI/AAAAAAAABlw/TGP8BPRQVNE/s1600/192.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TOoAOPt4CUI/AAAAAAAABlw/TGP8BPRQVNE/s400/192.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542242536169933122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15.8333px; "&gt;And, Grandma, well she found the way to Liam's heart.  Give the boy pudding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TOoAOuiR9_I/AAAAAAAABl4/h1LrX5R4pXw/s1600/237.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TOoAOuiR9_I/AAAAAAAABl4/h1LrX5R4pXw/s400/237.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542242544442800114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15.8333px; "&gt;Thank you for coming to visit Mom &amp;amp; Dad ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061736462715292753-2514534671491933032?l=themillerhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/feeds/2514534671491933032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061736462715292753&amp;postID=2514534671491933032&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/2514534671491933032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/2514534671491933032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/2010/11/poinsettia.html' title='Poinsettia'/><author><name>joshandbrenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402284143276712204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/ST9UwrJaszI/AAAAAAAAATk/ULC0ZTHLbdI/S220/IMG_5187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TOoAiiWWNRI/AAAAAAAABmg/z-emCGC3LBA/s72-c/140.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061736462715292753.post-334924414370198715</id><published>2010-10-30T21:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T22:04:14.901-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Lil' Monkey</title><content type='html'>He may not be able to say "trick or treat"...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TM5J3XP743I/AAAAAAAABlk/zRLaN1SoJnQ/s1600/013-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TM5J3XP743I/AAAAAAAABlk/zRLaN1SoJnQ/s400/013-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534442207567405938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TM5J3BLCK7I/AAAAAAAABlc/b9BsSSNMlpI/s1600/016-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TM5J3BLCK7I/AAAAAAAABlc/b9BsSSNMlpI/s400/016-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534442201641266098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TM5J22eCwBI/AAAAAAAABlU/SRLHCdLRdKQ/s1600/027-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TM5J22eCwBI/AAAAAAAABlU/SRLHCdLRdKQ/s400/027-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534442198768205842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TM5J2rcPolI/AAAAAAAABlM/aB08AT--pjU/s1600/039-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TM5J2rcPolI/AAAAAAAABlM/aB08AT--pjU/s400/039-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534442195807871570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But, he surprised us by saying "banana" on Halloween!  The candy of choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Halloween!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061736462715292753-334924414370198715?l=themillerhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/feeds/334924414370198715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061736462715292753&amp;postID=334924414370198715&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/334924414370198715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/334924414370198715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/2010/10/our-lil-monkey.html' title='Our Lil&apos; Monkey'/><author><name>joshandbrenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402284143276712204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/ST9UwrJaszI/AAAAAAAAATk/ULC0ZTHLbdI/S220/IMG_5187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TM5J3XP743I/AAAAAAAABlk/zRLaN1SoJnQ/s72-c/013-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061736462715292753.post-3024667196335906271</id><published>2010-10-13T22:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T22:44:54.629-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE MY DUCKS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TLaVL9KsY8I/AAAAAAAABj0/kfTo0b02m-k/s1600/031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TLaVL9KsY8I/AAAAAAAABj0/kfTo0b02m-k/s400/031.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527769625274377154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Being born and raised in Eugene, Oregon you are definitely exposed to Duck mania.  Particularly come football season.  I think I have been a Duck fan since birth.  It does not hurt that I have some really special memories of Saturday's spent at Autzen Stadium with my Dad cheering on the Ducks. I still giggle at the memory of the Duck football game when they came through in a clinch play and in the pandemonium of fan excitement some random guy hugged my Dad.   Love that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TLaVLVDWfKI/AAAAAAAABjs/99h-lv1kT1I/s1600/009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TLaVLVDWfKI/AAAAAAAABjs/99h-lv1kT1I/s400/009.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527769614506163362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I married a man who supports the Huskies, and was born to a prof at Oregon State.  *sigh*  So, I have to be a fair Pac-10 supporter so as not to sway Liam's future football alliance. But, in my defense, when Josh has to travel for work it gives me a GREAT opportunity to discuss my favorite team with Liam. I like taking pictures.   A lot.  So, if Liam wears green and  yellow proudly and learns how to yell "GO DUCKS!" while I snap his picture, well I'll probably burst with pride. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TLaVLMmp8PI/AAAAAAAABjk/ZIGXnQm6F4Q/s1600/097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TLaVLMmp8PI/AAAAAAAABjk/ZIGXnQm6F4Q/s400/097.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527769612238319858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I love you Josh. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061736462715292753-3024667196335906271?l=themillerhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/feeds/3024667196335906271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061736462715292753&amp;postID=3024667196335906271&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/3024667196335906271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/3024667196335906271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-love-my-ducks.html' title='I LOVE MY DUCKS!'/><author><name>joshandbrenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402284143276712204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/ST9UwrJaszI/AAAAAAAAATk/ULC0ZTHLbdI/S220/IMG_5187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TLaVL9KsY8I/AAAAAAAABj0/kfTo0b02m-k/s72-c/031.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061736462715292753.post-7803371537416570928</id><published>2010-10-02T21:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T22:29:33.338-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Year Later...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TKgQrBpnQ7I/AAAAAAAABjE/wEXB5DnADhQ/s1600/090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TKgQrBpnQ7I/AAAAAAAABjE/wEXB5DnADhQ/s400/090.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523683274333307826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It is amazing how fast a baby grows.   Truly.   Our family all lives far enough away that they don't get to personally see Liam enough to first hand know just how fast he is growing.  Tonight's blog is for you dear family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A year ago Josh, Liam, my sister and I took Liam to his first pumpkin patch at the ripe age of 3 weeks. Josh and I took Liam back to that same pumpkin patch at 1 year 2 weeks.  It was a TOTALLY different experience this time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Instead of laying in the pumpkin field like this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/StKol_Z2akI/AAAAAAAAAt4/_LO3sT3dHiU/s1600-h/045apumpkin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 251px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/StKol_Z2akI/AAAAAAAAAt4/_LO3sT3dHiU/s400/045apumpkin.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391557074544388674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Liam was climbing all over the pumpkins like this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TKgPZWk0pXI/AAAAAAAABiM/FPOgJLbaqiE/s1600/035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TKgPZWk0pXI/AAAAAAAABiM/FPOgJLbaqiE/s400/035.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523681871201084786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TKgPZNLF3MI/AAAAAAAABiE/Q0brFsgCA14/s1600/030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TKgPZNLF3MI/AAAAAAAABiE/Q0brFsgCA14/s400/030.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523681868677242050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Instead of Josh carrying Liam around like this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/StKolGWb7HI/AAAAAAAAAto/5qsMPffw81I/s1600-h/052apumpkin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 257px; height: 400px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/StKolGWb7HI/AAAAAAAAAto/5qsMPffw81I/s400/052apumpkin.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391557059229248626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;He now rides like this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TKgQKOfBH_I/AAAAAAAABi0/tXtV65MM9nA/s1600/077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TKgQKOfBH_I/AAAAAAAABi0/tXtV65MM9nA/s400/077.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523682710842843122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TKgQJiIztJI/AAAAAAAABis/3z8lk7TE61I/s1600/076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TKgQJiIztJI/AAAAAAAABis/3z8lk7TE61I/s400/076.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523682698938528914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TKgQJI0GNOI/AAAAAAAABik/_WXdolz9Jpc/s1600/065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TKgQJI0GNOI/AAAAAAAABik/_WXdolz9Jpc/s400/065.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523682692140774626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Instead of barely registering on the height chart:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/StKoEv2E8tI/AAAAAAAAAtg/z5W1pfbtlBw/s1600-h/060apumpkin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 264px; height: 400px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/StKoEv2E8tI/AAAAAAAAAtg/z5W1pfbtlBw/s400/060apumpkin.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391556503432131282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;He stands proud at 2 and 1/2 (+) feet:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TKgPqKhDLrI/AAAAAAAABiU/xOQ26HMUDi0/s1600/143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TKgPqKhDLrI/AAAAAAAABiU/xOQ26HMUDi0/s400/143.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523682160021810866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TKgP4TqTvqI/AAAAAAAABic/e_z9CoWQNdY/s1600/132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TKgP4TqTvqI/AAAAAAAABic/e_z9CoWQNdY/s400/132.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523682402994732706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yup, Liam has clearly grown from an infant to an active toddler.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TKgQrz06nxI/AAAAAAAABjU/7WLzl6cZckw/s1600/157.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TKgQrz06nxI/AAAAAAAABjU/7WLzl6cZckw/s400/157.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523683287802486546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TKgQrauaTmI/AAAAAAAABjM/tvRt7lDoc_o/s1600/119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TKgQrauaTmI/AAAAAAAABjM/tvRt7lDoc_o/s400/119.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523683281064316514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TKgQqr6_WCI/AAAAAAAABi8/w-Uw7hHBrf4/s1600/105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TKgQqr6_WCI/AAAAAAAABi8/w-Uw7hHBrf4/s400/105.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523683268500609058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Happy Fall dear Family!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061736462715292753-7803371537416570928?l=themillerhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/feeds/7803371537416570928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061736462715292753&amp;postID=7803371537416570928&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/7803371537416570928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/7803371537416570928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/2010/10/year-later.html' title='A Year Later...'/><author><name>joshandbrenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402284143276712204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/ST9UwrJaszI/AAAAAAAAATk/ULC0ZTHLbdI/S220/IMG_5187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TKgQrBpnQ7I/AAAAAAAABjE/wEXB5DnADhQ/s72-c/090.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061736462715292753.post-2547585985425012056</id><published>2010-09-25T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T21:50:28.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cappy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TJ6-ZoEnC7I/AAAAAAAABh8/jcWvIXGLPVM/s1600/139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TJ6-ZoEnC7I/AAAAAAAABh8/jcWvIXGLPVM/s400/139.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521059540665568178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There are several ways a family comes into having a dog.   Two that stick out with me are the following: A)  a family decides that the kids are old enough to help out with a pet and they bring a dog into the family.  The dog is showered with love by the kids and parents and is quite content.  B) A couple buys a dog.  Loves the dog.  Finds out they are pregnant, brings home a baby, and for a long stretch the dog is ignored. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We have been option B. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Although there have been months of clearly not enough attention spent on Cappy, I would like to think that Cappy is starting to reap the benefit of the affection in his new friend Liam. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Liam only has a few distinct words, including "dog".   He squeals with joy at the sight Cappy - in return Cappy runs around stupidly to make Liam laugh more.  Although they enjoy each other their friendship is still very much supervised since there remains quite a size difference between the two. I am pretty sure this is Liam's view of Cappy:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TJ6-VWciPPI/AAAAAAAABhs/NMlyBodlpg0/s1600/137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TJ6-VWciPPI/AAAAAAAABhs/NMlyBodlpg0/s400/137.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521059467214601458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am glad that as Liam continues to grow he continues to become Cappy's friend.  Lonely Cappy will be a little less lonely every day as these two continue to bond.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TJ6-VuV6LkI/AAAAAAAABh0/r84q_G1ONG0/s1600/122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TJ6-VuV6LkI/AAAAAAAABh0/r84q_G1ONG0/s400/122.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521059473629261378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Liam has learned to hold his hand out for Cappy to sniff and lick before Liam starts petting him (or drumming on him, or poking him in the eye, or the numerous other things Liam does to show his affection).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TJ6-VHAFIjI/AAAAAAAABhk/uSKcK0oTohU/s1600/125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TJ6-VHAFIjI/AAAAAAAABhk/uSKcK0oTohU/s400/125.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521059463068721714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It never takes long to go from this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TJ6-UyDlfJI/AAAAAAAABhc/iyobgqfA1qU/s1600/131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TJ6-UyDlfJI/AAAAAAAABhc/iyobgqfA1qU/s400/131.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521059457446280338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;To this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TJ6-UXdJDbI/AAAAAAAABhU/kcE_1hBNnxk/s1600/136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TJ6-UXdJDbI/AAAAAAAABhU/kcE_1hBNnxk/s400/136.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521059450305711538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ah Cappy, we are sorry you have been ignored, but are glad you and Liam are forging such a friendship!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061736462715292753-2547585985425012056?l=themillerhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/feeds/2547585985425012056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061736462715292753&amp;postID=2547585985425012056&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/2547585985425012056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/2547585985425012056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/2010/09/cappy.html' title='Cappy'/><author><name>joshandbrenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402284143276712204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/ST9UwrJaszI/AAAAAAAAATk/ULC0ZTHLbdI/S220/IMG_5187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TJ6-ZoEnC7I/AAAAAAAABh8/jcWvIXGLPVM/s72-c/139.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061736462715292753.post-296577890795968294</id><published>2010-09-08T22:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T23:11:57.725-07:00</updated><title type='text'>T.M.I</title><content type='html'>I have debated long and hard about this blog, but too much information (T.M.I) wins out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I underwent my second colonoscopy in my life time today.   Colonoscopies have a bit of a stigma to them.   My first one was in 2004.   My doctor sent me home with Fleet to take the day before my procedure.  I mixed it with apple juice.  Perhaps not the tastiest thing in the world, but survivable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things have changed in the past six years.   Apparently Fleet was found to cause kidney failure.  D'oh. Now-a-days they give you a prescription for something called "Moviprep."&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TIhZQs2-zLI/AAAAAAAABdo/LnnAjjM2_4g/s1600/061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TIhZQs2-zLI/AAAAAAAABdo/LnnAjjM2_4g/s400/061.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514755887169719474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I will just say my first "round" of MoviPrep yesterday did not go well.  In my irritation I started to do a little research.  The best thing I found was an article by columnist Dave Berry for the Miami Herald published on February 11, 2009.   I will quote it: &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15.8333px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I left Andy's office with some written instructions, and a prescription for a product called ''MoviPrep,'' which comes in a box large enough to hold a microwave oven. I will discuss MoviPrep in detail later; for now suffice it to say that we must never allow it to fall into the hands of America's enemies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15.8333px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I spent the next several days productively sitting around being nervous. Then, on the day before my colonoscopy, I began my preparation. In accordance with my instructions, I didn't eat any solid food that day; all I had was chicken broth, which is basically water, only with less flavor. Then, in the evening, I took the MoviPrep. You mix two packets of powder together in a one-liter plastic jug, then you fill it with lukewarm water. (For those unfamiliar with the metric system, a liter is about 32 gallons.) Then you have to drink the whole jug. This takes about an hour, because MoviPrep tastes -- and here I am being kind -- like a mixture of goat spit and urinal cleanser, with just a hint of lemon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TIhZp2GIM9I/AAAAAAAABdw/IfED8-h9Qg8/s1600/027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TIhZp2GIM9I/AAAAAAAABdw/IfED8-h9Qg8/s400/027.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514756319145898962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Once again, I can say the actual colonoscopy itself was a piece of cake.  The MoviPrep - not so much fun.  I have no desire to drink that stuff again any time soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, now you are probably wondering "what makes this blog worthy?"  Well, Dave Berry isn't joking when he says the box of MoviPrep is huge.   It is big enough that it has provided hours of entertainment for Liam.  Truthfully, watching him wear his "MoviPrep" crown has made Josh and I laugh, a lot.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TIhZPG2WM8I/AAAAAAAABdY/iHssnqyxi6Q/s1600/022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TIhZPG2WM8I/AAAAAAAABdY/iHssnqyxi6Q/s400/022.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514755859786642370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TIhZN6h-ElI/AAAAAAAABdI/Tq-7koDE2nk/s1600/015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 247px; height: 400px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TIhZN6h-ElI/AAAAAAAABdI/Tq-7koDE2nk/s400/015.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514755839300080210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TIhZOooqoPI/AAAAAAAABdQ/XA1vEwYO5w4/s1600/019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TIhZOooqoPI/AAAAAAAABdQ/XA1vEwYO5w4/s400/019.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514755851676197106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TIhZPhJLa3I/AAAAAAAABdg/fare5hlnn4k/s1600/089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TIhZPhJLa3I/AAAAAAAABdg/fare5hlnn4k/s400/089.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514755866844949362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I guess the moral of this T.M.I blogpost: MoviPrep is no fun. Colonoscopy, not that bad. MoviPrep box, HOURS of entertainment for small child and makes the ENTIRE thing worth while.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061736462715292753-296577890795968294?l=themillerhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/feeds/296577890795968294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061736462715292753&amp;postID=296577890795968294&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/296577890795968294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/296577890795968294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/2010/09/tmi_08.html' title='T.M.I'/><author><name>joshandbrenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402284143276712204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/ST9UwrJaszI/AAAAAAAAATk/ULC0ZTHLbdI/S220/IMG_5187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TIhZQs2-zLI/AAAAAAAABdo/LnnAjjM2_4g/s72-c/061.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061736462715292753.post-6472102298849845491</id><published>2010-08-25T22:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T21:19:41.128-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Road Trip, 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I grew up taking road trips with my family back to Minnesota. Between those, and my crazy trek to live in New Hampshire, well, I have pretty fond memories of traveling the country via car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should of known they were skewed memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have heard the story a thousand times. The road trip that was so awful my Dad had to buy my Mom a microwave to get her to do another one. Particularly because I was so awful. Why didn't that story stick out more when I convinced Josh to road trip with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Friday night Josh, Liam and I left on our first family road trip.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/THYDIMTPInI/AAAAAAAABcc/OH3M9g1DX-k/s1600/007.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/THYDIMTPInI/AAAAAAAABcc/OH3M9g1DX-k/s1600/007.jpg"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509594633410126450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/THYDIMTPInI/AAAAAAAABcc/OH3M9g1DX-k/s400/007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am always our driver. I love driving. Partly why I wanted to do a road trip. What you cannot tell from this quaint "road trippin' " picture is I was sick with gastroenteritis. Liam had been screaming for hours to get out of the car, and Josh with his road rage tendencies at the helm, was navigating us to our first stop. Nevada City, California. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;We rolled into Nevada City, CA just in time to dust off and literally change into "wedding appropriate" clothing in the parking lot of the wedding. Nothing says "I'm ready for a wedding" like putting a dress on in the front seat of your car while trying to not flash the wedding guests parking around you.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/THYDHomtikI/AAAAAAAABcU/G18ER3s2cEA/s1600/128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509594623828134466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/THYDHomtikI/AAAAAAAABcU/G18ER3s2cEA/s400/128.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Once we were dressed and ready we got to celebrate the union of James and Cara Meredith. Awesomeness. Well, for them it was truly awesomeness. For me it was "please do not get sickness" while Josh did his usher duties. From there I went to the Patterson's hotel and collapsed in heap and missed the rest of the festivities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Josh and Liam came to collect me around 8:45pm where we continued our 14 hour drive on to Reno, Nevada. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;It was about time Josh and I had gotten ourselves to Reno to spend quality time with Kim, David and their adorable boys. I was still sick. Liam still refused to sleep and produced all of his molars. Josh continued to drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/THYDHGyI6CI/AAAAAAAABcM/BB4jS_yMBIE/s1600/274.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509594614749259810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 184px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/THYDHGyI6CI/AAAAAAAABcM/BB4jS_yMBIE/s400/274.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/THYDGuIUSWI/AAAAAAAABcE/EFG7zWujOpg/s1600/264.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509594608131393890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/THYDGuIUSWI/AAAAAAAABcE/EFG7zWujOpg/s400/264.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/THYC3hFTNiI/AAAAAAAABb8/t8Var9SLXns/s1600/279.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509594346931041826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/THYC3hFTNiI/AAAAAAAABb8/t8Var9SLXns/s400/279.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/THYC3J1XCZI/AAAAAAAABb0/yG_kJ-ByVwo/s1600/300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509594340690168210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/THYC3J1XCZI/AAAAAAAABb0/yG_kJ-ByVwo/s400/300.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/THYC21WAc7I/AAAAAAAABbs/QgN_4M3pj7s/s1600/323.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509594335189955506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/THYC21WAc7I/AAAAAAAABbs/QgN_4M3pj7s/s400/323.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/THYC2VrnWQI/AAAAAAAABbk/Skde5IKos7k/s1600/325.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509594326690650370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/THYC2VrnWQI/AAAAAAAABbk/Skde5IKos7k/s400/325.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/THYC1gAgSmI/AAAAAAAABbc/KEOtBFEzOW8/s1600/341.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509594312282753634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/THYC1gAgSmI/AAAAAAAABbc/KEOtBFEzOW8/s400/341.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/THYCKxpql-I/AAAAAAAABbU/pPY91gNnVCs/s1600/056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509593578284423138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 291px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/THYCKxpql-I/AAAAAAAABbU/pPY91gNnVCs/s400/056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/THYCKGwNYUI/AAAAAAAABbM/YWvEBd7tqVE/s1600/120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509593566769144130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/THYCKGwNYUI/AAAAAAAABbM/YWvEBd7tqVE/s400/120.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/THYCJujL1vI/AAAAAAAABbE/5ibwbTCQ1o4/s1600/168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509593560272066290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 284px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/THYCJujL1vI/AAAAAAAABbE/5ibwbTCQ1o4/s400/168.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/THYCJJSTj0I/AAAAAAAABa8/AFx5vKk2v-s/s1600/183.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509593550269157186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 275px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/THYCJJSTj0I/AAAAAAAABa8/AFx5vKk2v-s/s400/183.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/THYCIhpuwJI/AAAAAAAABa0/mBUHAORk1os/s1600/190.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509593539629990034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/THYCIhpuwJI/AAAAAAAABa0/mBUHAORk1os/s400/190.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And, even with all of that, it was still AWESOME to watch Liam try to keep up with Ethan and Aiden. It was AMAZING to see Lake Tahoe in person. So absolutely beautiful. And, best of all, it was so much fun to spend time with Kim and David. Thank you guys for being such gracious hosts! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;From Reno we got back in the car and headed back north. This time I was feeling well enough to do the long 8 hour trek we made on Tuesday. I feel pretty proud of myself because I managed to get our gas hog beast to perform at 22 mpg. I was so excited I asked Josh to text his buddy Andy because I thought Andy would be proud of me. I am just that weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stopped at Oregon Tech on our way back. A bit surreal to walk around the campus that 12 years ago Josh and I met at, but now walk around with our baby in tow. It was also pretty fun to buy three OIT shirts for us to proudly wear as a family. Haha, we might need a picture of that at some point.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/THYBgTP0ZhI/AAAAAAAABas/ia5VxhllqPk/s1600/010.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509592848568444434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/THYBgTP0ZhI/AAAAAAAABas/ia5VxhllqPk/s400/010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think it might qualify as the best trip to OIT I have ever had. &lt;p align="justify"&gt;We stopped off in Eugene, and Keizer on the way north too. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/THYBeTQS_AI/AAAAAAAABaM/NA8lOGr7xDE/s1600/091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509592814210710530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/THYBeTQS_AI/AAAAAAAABaM/NA8lOGr7xDE/s400/091.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/THYBe7Rok8I/AAAAAAAABaU/NO-d0IB2Fac/s1600/057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509592824953738178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/THYBe7Rok8I/AAAAAAAABaU/NO-d0IB2Fac/s400/057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Two of the grandpa's got some quality time with their grandson. Although I think both Dad and Mike would say it wasn't nearly enough time. (sorry Mike, I had my ISO too high, and the pictures did not turn out so hot of you and Liam, but I really did enjoy you walking up to the random motorcycle cop and the cop turning their lights on for Liam!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;By Wednesday, after yet another sleepless night with Liam, I was ready to pull my hair out. Josh had to drive, again, and I think he wanted to pull his hair out. And Liam - well, I think he could care less to ever sit in his car seat again. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Somehow we made it all the way back to Seattle in one piece. Although there were definitely highlights to the trip, I think Josh and I are in agreement. No more road trips for this Miller family for a VERY long time. None. For our sanities sake. Stay-cations here we come. Of course, maybe one of us will bribe the other one with some cool techy gadget and the other will give in, but I think it would have to be something really cool...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061736462715292753-6472102298849845491?l=themillerhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/feeds/6472102298849845491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061736462715292753&amp;postID=6472102298849845491&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/6472102298849845491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/6472102298849845491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/2010/08/road-trip-2010.html' title='Road Trip, 2010'/><author><name>joshandbrenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402284143276712204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/ST9UwrJaszI/AAAAAAAAATk/ULC0ZTHLbdI/S220/IMG_5187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/THYDIMTPInI/AAAAAAAABcc/OH3M9g1DX-k/s72-c/007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061736462715292753.post-3025396631430952342</id><published>2010-08-16T21:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T21:47:06.799-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chasing Anything</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sometimes I write really good blogs in my head.  I wonder, how weird is it that I mentally journal my day with rarely getting it on paper and/or blog format? By the time I do blog I think "man, I know in my head this was so much better..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;One of the things I love about Woodinville in the summer - hot air balloons. In years past they have floated over our house throughout the summer months.  Sometimes dropping so low I feel like I could reach out and touch them.   In all honesty, since the recession hit the hot air balloon sightings have really dropped off.  Needless to say, when I heard the familiar "whoosh" of hot air 7am Saturday I did not hesitate.  My trusty camera and I made a run for the door.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TGoK1MbdIXI/AAAAAAAABZs/lME9dMWwHf8/s1600/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TGoK1MbdIXI/AAAAAAAABZs/lME9dMWwHf8/s400/014.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506225403399577970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Down the street I went chasing hot air balloons. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TGoLC0vjC9I/AAAAAAAABZ8/kAqSpZABlO4/s1600/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TGoLC0vjC9I/AAAAAAAABZ8/kAqSpZABlO4/s400/016.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506225637559569362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There were actually two balloons over our house Saturday morning, but this particular balloon just hung at the end of our driveway and sunk "fairly" low.  When I realized they weren't really moving much I wondered "Are they just hanging there so I can get pictures?!"   Then the more panic realization of "Oh crap, I am in my pj's!"  Maybe someone up there was taking pictures of the crazy lady in her pj's?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TGoK05l3KTI/AAAAAAAABZk/lk_RZhz-afE/s1600/034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TGoK05l3KTI/AAAAAAAABZk/lk_RZhz-afE/s400/034.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506225398342953266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Probably.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After my morning pajama run down our street Josh, Liam and I headed across the sound for a day of beach fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TGoK0vC_KwI/AAAAAAAABZc/3RwMUl5g_U4/s1600/077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 204px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TGoK0vC_KwI/AAAAAAAABZc/3RwMUl5g_U4/s400/077.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506225395512322818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have been having serious beach withdrawal for awhile now. So it was very nice of Josh's former co-worker Randy, and his wife Wendy to invite us out to their place for the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The ferry ride was just an added bonus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TGoK0XNImGI/AAAAAAAABZU/wL7sJvBqgiI/s1600/057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TGoK0XNImGI/AAAAAAAABZU/wL7sJvBqgiI/s400/057.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506225389112432738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Really it was the best of both worlds for Josh and I.   I got to put my toes in the sand, splash through salt water, and watch Liam totally explore with fascination.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TGoKz9IoyRI/AAAAAAAABZM/dWrTz2lYOmg/s1600/125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TGoKz9IoyRI/AAAAAAAABZM/dWrTz2lYOmg/s400/125.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506225382114248978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Josh got all of that plus the added bonus of spending time with his friend/mentor that we only get to see about once a year.  I am fairly certain my husband truly looks forward to those visits. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We both got the pleasure of going clamming so we all could enjoy fresh caught crab, fresh caught clams, and salmon for dinner.   I cannot leave out the most amazing Vietnamese Clam Chowder that Wendy made for us too.   That recipe came home with me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In my opinion there should be more days of that level of joy and fun in our lives.   It was a pretty amazing day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TGoKf8_W_7I/AAAAAAAABZE/2s2c2p-CK3Q/s1600/102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TGoKf8_W_7I/AAAAAAAABZE/2s2c2p-CK3Q/s400/102.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506225038477950898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TGoKfMivAaI/AAAAAAAABY0/kPnQFRActjA/s1600/154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TGoKfMivAaI/AAAAAAAABY0/kPnQFRActjA/s400/154.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506225025472987554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TGoKfY5oLCI/AAAAAAAABY8/WksdsBTuTOE/s1600/131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 204px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TGoKfY5oLCI/AAAAAAAABY8/WksdsBTuTOE/s400/131.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506225028790234146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TGoKeos93iI/AAAAAAAABYs/vVHWV40ciPA/s1600/169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TGoKeos93iI/AAAAAAAABYs/vVHWV40ciPA/s400/169.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506225015852228130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today I bought a little purse size journal.   I thought to myself maybe, just maybe, when I start journaling in my head I could write down what my thoughts were to help create a better blog.   Stay tuned for the first "pre-meditated" blog... not sure when it'll come, but hopefully it'll come.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061736462715292753-3025396631430952342?l=themillerhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/feeds/3025396631430952342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061736462715292753&amp;postID=3025396631430952342&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/3025396631430952342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/3025396631430952342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/2010/08/chasing-anything.html' title='Chasing Anything'/><author><name>joshandbrenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402284143276712204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/ST9UwrJaszI/AAAAAAAAATk/ULC0ZTHLbdI/S220/IMG_5187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TGoK1MbdIXI/AAAAAAAABZs/lME9dMWwHf8/s72-c/014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061736462715292753.post-8476741784337919420</id><published>2010-08-08T20:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T21:04:56.485-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yellow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;They say imitation is a sincere form of flattery.   I am frequently challenged and get idea's from others photographers. Our friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.roydenandruth.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; Royden and Ruth Lepp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; both take awesome pictures. Recently Ruth took a series of pictures of their garden and posted them on facebook.  Ruth, I loved your pictures so much that it made me want to take random pictures of flowers around our house. Can I blame you for nearly being late to work the morning I was so inspired, LOL! A sincere form of flattery indeed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;These might not all be yellow, but there is a lot of yellow. Enough yellow that I sing Coldplays "Yellow" in my head every time I look at them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Let me help you get it stuck in your head too:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I came along&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I wrote a song for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;And all the things you do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;And it was called yellow-Coldplay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TF95pn7wQBI/AAAAAAAABYc/B4eOOpShPhI/s1600/Flowers+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TF95pn7wQBI/AAAAAAAABYc/B4eOOpShPhI/s400/Flowers+010.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503251025671241746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TF95pAxSM3I/AAAAAAAABYU/kOgcuGK010Y/s1600/Flowers+012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TF95pAxSM3I/AAAAAAAABYU/kOgcuGK010Y/s400/Flowers+012.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503251015158346610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TF95UcdlRRI/AAAAAAAABYM/hdNSy_g2OWw/s1600/Flowers+015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TF95UcdlRRI/AAAAAAAABYM/hdNSy_g2OWw/s400/Flowers+015.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503250661814650130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TF95T6wr-_I/AAAAAAAABYE/6AG8UTGnlek/s1600/Flowers+018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TF95T6wr-_I/AAAAAAAABYE/6AG8UTGnlek/s400/Flowers+018.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503250652767976434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TF95TIJUHyI/AAAAAAAABX8/MVfvQkwVxNM/s1600/Flowers+028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TF95TIJUHyI/AAAAAAAABX8/MVfvQkwVxNM/s400/Flowers+028.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503250639181061922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TF95SEBDolI/AAAAAAAABX0/hyRgOAgJzRE/s1600/Flowers+041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TF95SEBDolI/AAAAAAAABX0/hyRgOAgJzRE/s400/Flowers+041.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503250620892815954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TF95RS1fmyI/AAAAAAAABXs/b1AsEfkITnU/s1600/Flowers+048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TF95RS1fmyI/AAAAAAAABXs/b1AsEfkITnU/s400/Flowers+048.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503250607690980130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061736462715292753-8476741784337919420?l=themillerhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/feeds/8476741784337919420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061736462715292753&amp;postID=8476741784337919420&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/8476741784337919420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/8476741784337919420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/2010/08/yellow.html' title='Yellow'/><author><name>joshandbrenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402284143276712204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/ST9UwrJaszI/AAAAAAAAATk/ULC0ZTHLbdI/S220/IMG_5187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TF95pn7wQBI/AAAAAAAABYc/B4eOOpShPhI/s72-c/Flowers+010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061736462715292753.post-8314965224494868829</id><published>2010-08-05T22:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T22:46:58.014-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fish Eye</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Fact: I like playing with my camera.   All I wanted for my birthday was to &lt;a href="http://www.glazerscamera.com/"&gt;rent&lt;/a&gt; a fun camera lens to play with.  So, for 24 hours on August 4, 2010 I had a Canon 15mm fish eye lens on my rebel.   Yay!  (warning, photo heavy blog!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After having to spend my previous birthday in China Josh went all out this year.  Blueberry picking (check).   Walk around Green Lake (check).   Fun family time to follow?  Check! Check! Check!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Our first stop on my birthday fun family celebration was the car wash.   I jumped into the back seat to document Liam's reaction.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;At first he was pretty darn excited to see me riding in the back with him.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TFuYzApZTBI/AAAAAAAABXk/09XGKeBAssc/s1600/008a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TFuYzApZTBI/AAAAAAAABXk/09XGKeBAssc/s400/008a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502159371877567506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then it happened.   The car wash started. Liam's expression quickly went from "joy" to "huh?"&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TFuYyipx8mI/AAAAAAAABXc/eT4FnH1_Z7M/s1600/022a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TFuYyipx8mI/AAAAAAAABXc/eT4FnH1_Z7M/s400/022a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502159363826119266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Followed by shear panic...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TFuYsLLguUI/AAAAAAAABXU/RbSUislcpwA/s1600/036a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TFuYsLLguUI/AAAAAAAABXU/RbSUislcpwA/s400/036a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502159254445930818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And, ending in straight up terror...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TFuYrxYmA_I/AAAAAAAABXM/hLNiWPibyIc/s1600/041a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TFuYrxYmA_I/AAAAAAAABXM/hLNiWPibyIc/s400/041a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502159247521481714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This picture breaks my heart!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Liam survived though, no worse for wear post car wash.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Following the car wash we headed to Edmonds - truly one of my favorite spots around the sound.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TFuYrSd1t-I/AAAAAAAABXE/iwuxfvNUCNQ/s1600/066a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TFuYrSd1t-I/AAAAAAAABXE/iwuxfvNUCNQ/s400/066a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502159239221983202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We did not get a single sunset trip in last summer, so I was pretty excited that we made it with Liam this summer.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TFuYrEC8onI/AAAAAAAABW8/NAfq8ymv--I/s1600/070a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TFuYrEC8onI/AAAAAAAABW8/NAfq8ymv--I/s400/070a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502159235351093874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TFuYqo_uqEI/AAAAAAAABW0/osKC4Df9lls/s1600/073a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TFuYqo_uqEI/AAAAAAAABW0/osKC4Df9lls/s400/073a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502159228089837634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TFuYc1jhqLI/AAAAAAAABWs/_sbsO9oiqd4/s1600/078a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TFuYc1jhqLI/AAAAAAAABWs/_sbsO9oiqd4/s400/078a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502158990943037618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Liam probably did not care so much about sunset, but he did care about sand.   I am pretty sure the jury was out on if he liked it or not.   Clearly Liam needs more time to investigate.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TFuYcCuqmgI/AAAAAAAABWk/gAybt4SzngA/s1600/155a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TFuYcCuqmgI/AAAAAAAABWk/gAybt4SzngA/s400/155a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502158977299552770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TFuYbuB-KgI/AAAAAAAABWc/OZScHKpMdW4/s1600/187a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TFuYbuB-KgI/AAAAAAAABWc/OZScHKpMdW4/s400/187a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502158971743382018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TFuYbIvctWI/AAAAAAAABWU/bvT9L4aXGD0/s1600/095a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 247px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TFuYbIvctWI/AAAAAAAABWU/bvT9L4aXGD0/s400/095a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502158961733580130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TFuYausf7RI/AAAAAAAABWM/ofB3fzkLqYI/s1600/163a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TFuYausf7RI/AAAAAAAABWM/ofB3fzkLqYI/s400/163a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502158954741886226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tired of looking at pictures yet?   Sorry.  I took nearly 600 in 24 hours.  I'd say 90% are crap.   I don't care though, I had so much fun playing with this lens that it totally makes it worth while.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TFuYHAMEP1I/AAAAAAAABWE/NA3HFR2WZo0/s1600/235a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TFuYHAMEP1I/AAAAAAAABWE/NA3HFR2WZo0/s400/235a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502158615840309074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On my actual birthday I got up and just drove around and randomly took pictures.  The following images are nothing special.   Really.  Nothing. Special.   I'll share them anyways because I had so much fun taking them.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TFuYGs7MDSI/AAAAAAAABV8/NmUDrKbupeQ/s1600/August+4,+2010+003a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TFuYGs7MDSI/AAAAAAAABV8/NmUDrKbupeQ/s400/August+4,+2010+003a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502158610669243682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TFuYGQyXGDI/AAAAAAAABV0/7hc1TZCYCPk/s1600/August+4,+2010+042a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TFuYGQyXGDI/AAAAAAAABV0/7hc1TZCYCPk/s400/August+4,+2010+042a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502158603116025906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TFuYFyIYyXI/AAAAAAAABVs/QkweOJHmQO8/s1600/August+4,+2010+055a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 234px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TFuYFyIYyXI/AAAAAAAABVs/QkweOJHmQO8/s400/August+4,+2010+055a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502158594886912370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TFuYFmTlXkI/AAAAAAAABVk/9cQgACYrjj4/s1600/August+4,+2010+112a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 254px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TFuYFmTlXkI/AAAAAAAABVk/9cQgACYrjj4/s400/August+4,+2010+112a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502158591712648770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After my morning drive of picture taking we headed to the water fountains at the &lt;a href="http://www.redmondtowncenter.com/"&gt;Redmond Town Center&lt;/a&gt;.   I'm pretty sure who ever designed this place is a genius.  Josh had never been with me before, so I had to happily point out that Liam got to play in the water while I was surrounded by Starbucks, Tully's, and See's chocolate.   Mom heaven.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TFuXwZVB9qI/AAAAAAAABVc/alLCWLLMmME/s1600/August+4,+2010+203a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TFuXwZVB9qI/AAAAAAAABVc/alLCWLLMmME/s400/August+4,+2010+203a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502158227451803298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;If I have not mentioned it about a million times - Liam loves water.  But on my birthday he was particularly excited!  He was screaming for joy the entire time!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TFuXwLDdnhI/AAAAAAAABVU/aNjZoMGfZAM/s1600/August+4,+2010+211a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 248px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TFuXwLDdnhI/AAAAAAAABVU/aNjZoMGfZAM/s400/August+4,+2010+211a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502158223620021778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TFuXvtSH8RI/AAAAAAAABVM/qB6n63vcoxg/s1600/August+4,+2010+224a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 259px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TFuXvtSH8RI/AAAAAAAABVM/qB6n63vcoxg/s400/August+4,+2010+224a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502158215628452114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TFuXvOPoKoI/AAAAAAAABVE/mueG8v-IAeU/s1600/August+4,+2010+233a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 254px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TFuXvOPoKoI/AAAAAAAABVE/mueG8v-IAeU/s400/August+4,+2010+233a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502158207296481922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It definitely warmed this Mom's heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I feel incredibly blessed.   Thank you Josh &amp;amp; Liam for such a wonderful day!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TFuXupupjhI/AAAAAAAABU8/omBBQA-0TG8/s1600/266a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TFuXupupjhI/AAAAAAAABU8/omBBQA-0TG8/s400/266a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502158197494484498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061736462715292753-8314965224494868829?l=themillerhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/feeds/8314965224494868829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061736462715292753&amp;postID=8314965224494868829&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/8314965224494868829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/8314965224494868829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/2010/08/fish-eye.html' title='Fish Eye'/><author><name>joshandbrenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402284143276712204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/ST9UwrJaszI/AAAAAAAAATk/ULC0ZTHLbdI/S220/IMG_5187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TFuYzApZTBI/AAAAAAAABXk/09XGKeBAssc/s72-c/008a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061736462715292753.post-9036278465953545081</id><published>2010-08-01T20:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T18:53:23.245-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Visit from Lynn</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We have come to the realization that family no longer comes to visit Josh and I. No, they come to see Liam. We aren't offended, really. We are flattered that every one wants to come spend time with our guy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;smiley&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TFY_HA3qXFI/AAAAAAAABUM/pKJj8JlOHc4/s1600/016a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500653384604736594" style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; width: 400px; cursor: pointer; height: 278px; " alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TFY_HA3qXFI/AAAAAAAABUM/pKJj8JlOHc4/s400/016a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TFY_G82iDVI/AAAAAAAABUE/ZNhsJmZ-PxY/s1600/052a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500653383526255954" style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; width: 267px; cursor: pointer; height: 400px; " alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TFY_G82iDVI/AAAAAAAABUE/ZNhsJmZ-PxY/s400/052a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TFY_GM4g2TI/AAAAAAAABT8/jEfQ84CcYgw/s1600/103a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500653370649663794" style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; width: 267px; cursor: pointer; height: 400px; " alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TFY_GM4g2TI/AAAAAAAABT8/jEfQ84CcYgw/s400/103a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TFY_Fnz1QuI/AAAAAAAABT0/LT6dozBoq5s/s1600/110a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500653360697918178" style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; width: 267px; cursor: pointer; height: 400px; " alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TFY_Fnz1QuI/AAAAAAAABT0/LT6dozBoq5s/s400/110a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TFY-l_JH5GI/AAAAAAAABTs/6-ozclFnNn8/s1600/087a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500652817205421154" style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; width: 267px; cursor: pointer; height: 400px; " alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TFY-l_JH5GI/AAAAAAAABTs/6-ozclFnNn8/s400/087a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TFY-lsMuWEI/AAAAAAAABTk/iBBqz4R8FQU/s1600/074a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500652812120250434" style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; width: 400px; cursor: pointer; height: 267px; " alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TFY-lsMuWEI/AAAAAAAABTk/iBBqz4R8FQU/s400/074a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TFY-k0X04YI/AAAAAAAABTc/PqFS4v83Sl8/s1600/057a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500652797134430594" style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; width: 267px; cursor: pointer; height: 400px; " alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TFY-k0X04YI/AAAAAAAABTc/PqFS4v83Sl8/s400/057a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TFY-kS2o8aI/AAAAAAAABTU/wMEJjrJAIoQ/s1600/041m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500652788136866210" style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; width: 267px; cursor: pointer; height: 400px; " alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TFY-kS2o8aI/AAAAAAAABTU/wMEJjrJAIoQ/s400/041m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Thanks for coming to visit Aunt Lynn!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061736462715292753-9036278465953545081?l=themillerhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/feeds/9036278465953545081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061736462715292753&amp;postID=9036278465953545081&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/9036278465953545081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/9036278465953545081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/2010/08/visit-from-lynn.html' title='Visit from Lynn'/><author><name>joshandbrenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402284143276712204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/ST9UwrJaszI/AAAAAAAAATk/ULC0ZTHLbdI/S220/IMG_5187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TFY_HA3qXFI/AAAAAAAABUM/pKJj8JlOHc4/s72-c/016a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061736462715292753.post-7746027767389726667</id><published>2010-07-26T19:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T19:20:47.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Dad...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dear Dad...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TE5Bo4kMFQI/AAAAAAAABTM/cImGciSpzG0/s1600/049small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TE5Bo4kMFQI/AAAAAAAABTM/cImGciSpzG0/s400/049small.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498404365700699394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mom tells me that she only eats plain peas when you travel.  You don't like them?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TE5BoB5gMqI/AAAAAAAABTE/pBId7Tql7lw/s1600/055small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TE5BoB5gMqI/AAAAAAAABTE/pBId7Tql7lw/s400/055small.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498404351026148002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, Mom has been making peas for me a lot lately.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TE5BnwUB9kI/AAAAAAAABS8/VcjDj-yHjtg/s1600/059small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TE5BnwUB9kI/AAAAAAAABS8/VcjDj-yHjtg/s400/059small.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498404346305574466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They are kind of hard to pick up, but taste real good when I do get it in my mouth!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TE5BnDjlEtI/AAAAAAAABS0/Vkaqf1ZtbXA/s1600/061small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TE5BnDjlEtI/AAAAAAAABS0/Vkaqf1ZtbXA/s400/061small.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498404334291194578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I like them a lot!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TE5Bmr7ZlAI/AAAAAAAABSs/e9AsZseT8ow/s1600/047small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TE5Bmr7ZlAI/AAAAAAAABSs/e9AsZseT8ow/s400/047small.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498404327948653570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yup Dad, now Mom has someone to eat plain peas with! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love, Liam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061736462715292753-7746027767389726667?l=themillerhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/feeds/7746027767389726667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061736462715292753&amp;postID=7746027767389726667&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/7746027767389726667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/7746027767389726667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/2010/07/dear-dad.html' title='Dear Dad...'/><author><name>joshandbrenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402284143276712204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/ST9UwrJaszI/AAAAAAAAATk/ULC0ZTHLbdI/S220/IMG_5187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TE5Bo4kMFQI/AAAAAAAABTM/cImGciSpzG0/s72-c/049small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061736462715292753.post-8152187055193860136</id><published>2010-07-25T20:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T22:50:57.155-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Musings by Brenda</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I love Liam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TE0IYGwPkbI/AAAAAAAABSc/BF3GdlF71lg/s1600/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 254px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TE0IYGwPkbI/AAAAAAAABSc/BF3GdlF71lg/s400/015.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498059930312085938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Every day Liam does something else that totally steals my heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TE0IWkCGc6I/AAAAAAAABR8/uO-na8x2xww/s1600/065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TE0IWkCGc6I/AAAAAAAABR8/uO-na8x2xww/s400/065.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498059903811875746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Truthfully, I didn't know I would enjoy motherhood as much as I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TE0IXgaHm7I/AAAAAAAABSU/XNOvYEZxiaI/s1600/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 231px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TE0IXgaHm7I/AAAAAAAABSU/XNOvYEZxiaI/s400/018.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498059920018742194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;10 months into being a Mom and all I can say is I love it.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am not saying there haven't been some rough times.   But, those rough times are quickly erased by the smile, the "da da da" and "mom mom mom" and the laugh.  Oh that laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TE0IXVwR5mI/AAAAAAAABSM/bLWVibNSDJU/s1600/030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 264px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TE0IXVwR5mI/AAAAAAAABSM/bLWVibNSDJU/s400/030.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498059917158901346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today I took Liam to one of my favorite spots, Edmonds water front.  I found an all new level of joy there watching Liam take it all in.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TE0IW2MxEYI/AAAAAAAABSE/enOeg0vAbOM/s1600/086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 238px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TE0IW2MxEYI/AAAAAAAABSE/enOeg0vAbOM/s400/086.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498059908688449922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Liam, you have totally stolen my heart.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TE0IfAk_lrI/AAAAAAAABSk/er854bp6EZY/s1600/028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 282px; height: 400px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TE0IfAk_lrI/AAAAAAAABSk/er854bp6EZY/s400/028.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498060048913372850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Marrying Josh and having Liam.  Definitely two of the best things I have ever done in my life. :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061736462715292753-8152187055193860136?l=themillerhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/feeds/8152187055193860136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061736462715292753&amp;postID=8152187055193860136&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/8152187055193860136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/8152187055193860136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/2010/07/musings-by-brenda.html' title='Musings by Brenda'/><author><name>joshandbrenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402284143276712204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/ST9UwrJaszI/AAAAAAAAATk/ULC0ZTHLbdI/S220/IMG_5187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TE0IYGwPkbI/AAAAAAAABSc/BF3GdlF71lg/s72-c/015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061736462715292753.post-6842435301729335563</id><published>2010-07-22T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T05:45:54.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;I have not blogged in WAY too long. I think there must be scientific proof that the older you get the faster time goes. Seriously. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Let's just take the past few days...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;We were in Oregon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TEkUkKGSjfI/AAAAAAAABPs/5-oMBCvcT94/s1600/056a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496947431600983538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: justify" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TEkUkKGSjfI/AAAAAAAABPs/5-oMBCvcT94/s400/056a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Josh and Liam stayed in Corvallis while I made my way to Eugene. It was my first time being away from Liam overnight since his birth. It was a bit surreal, but the sleep was heavenly - perhaps the best sleep I have had in 10 months. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;The purpose of my first night without Liam was to celebrate Laura's bridal shower.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TEkVO2B1VHI/AAAAAAAABQU/R6bmGlGxI4M/s1600/067a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496948164947956850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: justify" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TEkVO2B1VHI/AAAAAAAABQU/R6bmGlGxI4M/s400/067a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;I have known Laura since 6th grade. She was one of the very first people I met at Colin Kelly Middle School. Man. That just seems like forever ago now. I also can't believe it has been over 10 years ago that we lived together fresh out of high school. Wow. Hahaha, OVER 10 years. Okay, maybe we are starting to get old.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TEkVQqlGTII/AAAAAAAABQs/U7iPyWu-kO8/s1600/059a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496948196234382466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: justify" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TEkVQqlGTII/AAAAAAAABQs/U7iPyWu-kO8/s400/059a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;I totally love that I can honestly tell people that my dear friend is marrying a classmate that she reconnected with over Facebook. Yes, the rumors of Facebook romance have legitimate proof, ha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TEkVPRcQo4I/AAAAAAAABQc/s75_aYQ6SCU/s1600/225a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496948172306555778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: justify" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TEkVPRcQo4I/AAAAAAAABQc/s75_aYQ6SCU/s400/225a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Truthfully though, I am very happy for Laura &amp;amp; Brett. It is nice to see Laura so very happy. I love that. I also loved getting to see Courtney and Melissa this weekend for the first time in a LONG time. Just an added bonus. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Josh's international traveling has started back up after a long hiatus. His first trip was in June. Couple that with the crazy hours he puts in - well, that definitely eats up Josh's weeks. I do absolutely love that in whatever time Josh has he and Liam are wrestling around and playing together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TEkUEiCrfcI/AAAAAAAABPk/LA-Qwk0ufiU/s1600/061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496946888272477634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: justify" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TEkUEiCrfcI/AAAAAAAABPk/LA-Qwk0ufiU/s400/061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;I am not really sure who enjoys it more...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TEkUEGqZdeI/AAAAAAAABPc/pnfIYXARwgQ/s1600/026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496946880922875362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: justify" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TEkUEGqZdeI/AAAAAAAABPc/pnfIYXARwgQ/s400/026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;It does truly warm my heart to watch them together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Liam continues to grow crazy fast. He is also starting to really show off his personality. He is nearly always happy. Really happy. I love that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TEkANhhsfrI/AAAAAAAABPU/UWgtn3AZAuw/s1600/014asmall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496925052520398514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: justify" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TEkANhhsfrI/AAAAAAAABPU/UWgtn3AZAuw/s400/014asmall.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;I also love that he LOVES water. Splashing makes Liam just bubble over in joy.&lt;/div&gt;This is Sofia with Liam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TEkAMSrSI-I/AAAAAAAABO8/6x31QOjHSg0/s1600/049small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496925031354213346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 248px; TEXT-ALIGN: justify" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TEkAMSrSI-I/AAAAAAAABO8/6x31QOjHSg0/s400/049small.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TEkAL8wNrEI/AAAAAAAABO0/1XIVJkx_zYM/s1600/038forjosh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496925025469312066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 261px; TEXT-ALIGN: justify" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TEkAL8wNrEI/AAAAAAAABO0/1XIVJkx_zYM/s400/038forjosh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;I love watching Liam at the fountains. It is the highlight of my days off (this was our 3rd trip this month!) It was just an added bonus that Tiara and Sofia could join us this week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Recently the "berry fairy" in me has emerged. I love berry season. I love picking them, I love eating them, and I love cooking with them! Today I found a smoking deal on blackberries. They HAD to come home with me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TEkfD6XfQVI/AAAAAAAABRc/A_i16DUzAsA/s1600/008asmall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496958972250243410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: justify" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TEkfD6XfQVI/AAAAAAAABRc/A_i16DUzAsA/s400/008asmall.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;So tonight, after working all day, after playing with Liam, and getting him in bed for the night, I took care of Cappy and then I made jam. Lot's of black berry jam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TEkfDpWRTvI/AAAAAAAABRU/FzbPwxjUDoA/s1600/004asmall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496958967681732338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 289px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: justify" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TEkfDpWRTvI/AAAAAAAABRU/FzbPwxjUDoA/s400/004asmall.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TEkfDABitcI/AAAAAAAABRM/NkvE27kkIEk/s1600/037asmall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496958956588938690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 247px; TEXT-ALIGN: justify" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TEkfDABitcI/AAAAAAAABRM/NkvE27kkIEk/s400/037asmall.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TEkfChCLq3I/AAAAAAAABRE/DI_vxgCWeTI/s1600/059asmall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496958948270123890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 251px; TEXT-ALIGN: justify" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TEkfChCLq3I/AAAAAAAABRE/DI_vxgCWeTI/s400/059asmall.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Amazing. This is all in the last 6 days, and it is only the cliff notes version. The week isn't even over yet. No wonder it has been so long since I last blogged...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061736462715292753-6842435301729335563?l=themillerhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/feeds/6842435301729335563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061736462715292753&amp;postID=6842435301729335563&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/6842435301729335563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/6842435301729335563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/2010/07/summer.html' title='Summer'/><author><name>joshandbrenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402284143276712204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/ST9UwrJaszI/AAAAAAAAATk/ULC0ZTHLbdI/S220/IMG_5187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TEkUkKGSjfI/AAAAAAAABPs/5-oMBCvcT94/s72-c/056a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061736462715292753.post-4768028975339662676</id><published>2010-06-19T21:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T21:27:12.778-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Whoa.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Whoa.  Two posts in 24 hours.   It is like I have time on my hands.  Ha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TB2UQKeJ4sI/AAAAAAAABOc/yIYpQh8irsM/s1600/021a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 226px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TB2UQKeJ4sI/AAAAAAAABOc/yIYpQh8irsM/s400/021a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484702926616781506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today Liam turned 9 months old, and we got to spend the day at &lt;a href="http://www.zoo.org/"&gt;Woodland Park Zoo&lt;/a&gt;. I personally couldn't wait to see what animal(s) might catch Liam's attention.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I thought perhaps the Lion would.  It is like a big ole' kitty cat in comparison to our dog.   And, although we could only observe him through glass, I thought maybe Liam would find him fascinating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TB2UKYZhRkI/AAAAAAAABOU/njMEdzHrm98/s1600/034a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 197px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TB2UKYZhRkI/AAAAAAAABOU/njMEdzHrm98/s400/034a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484702827276224066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Not so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The elephants, which you can't really see in this picture, got some pretty interesting faces from Liam.  He wasn't really sure what to make out of them, but he didn't really find them "exciting" per say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TB2UJyydNQI/AAAAAAAABOM/B8f2YQZZ1lc/s1600/042a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TB2UJyydNQI/AAAAAAAABOM/B8f2YQZZ1lc/s400/042a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484702817180267778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TB2UJssWzsI/AAAAAAAABOE/Sfd2umTyU0w/s1600/058a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TB2UJssWzsI/AAAAAAAABOE/Sfd2umTyU0w/s400/058a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484702815544069826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh, on a side note, this flower might of been the only sign of "summer" all day.  June 19th and Liam was wearing fleece for a Zoo visit, what is up with that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TB2UJPtalfI/AAAAAAAABN8/GAkkTwpGsZk/s1600/098a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TB2UJPtalfI/AAAAAAAABN8/GAkkTwpGsZk/s400/098a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484702807763883506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I pretty much love watching the penguins.   I thought, perhaps, since Liam likes watching the baby Einstein penguins he might enjoy the real thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TB2UIkhCmbI/AAAAAAAABN0/Ol9ENH4C0Lc/s1600/127aq.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 239px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TB2UIkhCmbI/AAAAAAAABN0/Ol9ENH4C0Lc/s400/127aq.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484702796169255346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mmm... again, not so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then we saw something that peaked his curiosity...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TB2T1UZT71I/AAAAAAAABNs/nxoDswt_0UY/s1600/157a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TB2T1UZT71I/AAAAAAAABNs/nxoDswt_0UY/s400/157a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484702465424355154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A peacock.   I forget how beautiful their coloring really is until I get to see them up close, and that isn't exactly an every day experience!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TB2T0FF_L8I/AAAAAAAABNk/R0O9SK7WBhY/s1600/138a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 248px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TB2T0FF_L8I/AAAAAAAABNk/R0O9SK7WBhY/s400/138a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484702444136902594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TB2TzXGMkXI/AAAAAAAABNc/7boqCesErro/s1600/142a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 244px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TB2TzXGMkXI/AAAAAAAABNc/7boqCesErro/s400/142a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484702431789748594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TB2TyHLDkWI/AAAAAAAABNM/fjmxGOnm1oE/s1600/151a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 260px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TB2TyHLDkWI/AAAAAAAABNM/fjmxGOnm1oE/s400/151a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484702410335293794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Truthfully though, the peacock didn't even really hold Liam's attention.   I mean, take a look on the kids face!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TB2Ty3Gk1sI/AAAAAAAABNU/uG76BsRs3Fc/s1600/159a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TB2Ty3Gk1sI/AAAAAAAABNU/uG76BsRs3Fc/s400/159a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484702423201404610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;No, the thing that kept Liam totally fascinated, babbling, and awake for our entire zoo experience?  The other kids at the zoo.  Seriously, he was just delighted to watch other kids.  I don't even have a picture of that, instead I have a day full of wonderful memories to cherish. Definitely made it a blog worthy experience for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061736462715292753-4768028975339662676?l=themillerhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/feeds/4768028975339662676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061736462715292753&amp;postID=4768028975339662676&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/4768028975339662676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/4768028975339662676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post.html' title='Whoa.'/><author><name>joshandbrenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402284143276712204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/ST9UwrJaszI/AAAAAAAAATk/ULC0ZTHLbdI/S220/IMG_5187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TB2UQKeJ4sI/AAAAAAAABOc/yIYpQh8irsM/s72-c/021a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061736462715292753.post-8042321892213431096</id><published>2010-06-18T21:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T22:04:32.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vancouver, BC</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TBxKWX1KoKI/AAAAAAAABMs/P8PliJJUCy8/s1600/bc+078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TBxKWX1KoKI/AAAAAAAABMs/P8PliJJUCy8/s400/bc+078.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484340194445009058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sometimes the best vacations only last a few hours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TBxKY_BAEzI/AAAAAAAABNE/FgVJLz0IKXA/s1600/bc+090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TBxKY_BAEzI/AAAAAAAABNE/FgVJLz0IKXA/s400/bc+090.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484340239323370290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Last Saturday we crossed the border to spend the day in Jake and Veronica's stomping grounds for a little family time + R&amp;amp;R.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I don't know what it is about long drives, but I love them.  I think Josh and I have some of our best conversations while we are in the car, or picking berries.  Weird, I know.  But, something about those two situations spur some of my most treasured moments.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TBxKXPcpcfI/AAAAAAAABM0/4wd2jWi3Egw/s1600/bc+123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 256px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TBxKXPcpcfI/AAAAAAAABM0/4wd2jWi3Egw/s400/bc+123.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484340209374556658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Last Saturday was no exception.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;2.5 hours of car time, with conversation that fills my heart, on top of the fantastic company of Jake &amp;amp; Veronica, coupled by fabulous views, blue sky, and every thing else that makes for a perfect "vacation"....  Well, we couldn't of asked for more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TBxKXmRNTfI/AAAAAAAABM8/L874Vg3OSsA/s1600/bc+142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TBxKXmRNTfI/AAAAAAAABM8/L874Vg3OSsA/s400/bc+142.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484340215500590578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ahhh...  love it (them) all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061736462715292753-8042321892213431096?l=themillerhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/feeds/8042321892213431096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061736462715292753&amp;postID=8042321892213431096&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/8042321892213431096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/8042321892213431096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/2010/06/vancouver-bc.html' title='Vancouver, BC'/><author><name>joshandbrenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402284143276712204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/ST9UwrJaszI/AAAAAAAAATk/ULC0ZTHLbdI/S220/IMG_5187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TBxKWX1KoKI/AAAAAAAABMs/P8PliJJUCy8/s72-c/bc+078.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061736462715292753.post-1324779160688904690</id><published>2010-06-03T21:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T21:58:40.225-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Too Many Kids in this Tub</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;by Shel Silverstein&lt;/i&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TAiHN70A_1I/AAAAAAAABMk/LWPBgC62_60/s1600/006a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TAiHN70A_1I/AAAAAAAABMk/LWPBgC62_60/s400/006a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478777620160118610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 19px; font-family:verdana, arial, Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There's too many kids in this tub&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TAiHNZVT1PI/AAAAAAAABMc/hVxKJ_lmis0/s1600/026a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TAiHNZVT1PI/AAAAAAAABMc/hVxKJ_lmis0/s400/026a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478777610904524018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 19px; font-family:verdana, arial, Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There's too many elbows to scrub&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TAiHMxwWx6I/AAAAAAAABMU/AHiXerRz7tA/s1600/027a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TAiHMxwWx6I/AAAAAAAABMU/AHiXerRz7tA/s400/027a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478777600280545186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 19px; font-family:verdana, arial, Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just washed a behind that I'm sure wasn't mine&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TAiHMU9KjlI/AAAAAAAABMM/nSGOkGW6ag8/s1600/045a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TAiHMU9KjlI/AAAAAAAABMM/nSGOkGW6ag8/s400/045a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478777592549641810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 19px; font-family:verdana, arial, Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There's too many kids in this tub.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7061736462715292753-1324779160688904690?l=themillerhood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/feeds/1324779160688904690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7061736462715292753&amp;postID=1324779160688904690&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/1324779160688904690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7061736462715292753/posts/default/1324779160688904690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themillerhood.blogspot.com/2010/06/too-many-kids-in-this-tub.html' title='Too Many Kids in this Tub'/><author><name>joshandbrenda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17402284143276712204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/ST9UwrJaszI/AAAAAAAAATk/ULC0ZTHLbdI/S220/IMG_5187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TAiHN70A_1I/AAAAAAAABMk/LWPBgC62_60/s72-c/006a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7061736462715292753.post-4695381238380874734</id><published>2010-06-01T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T21:17:11.232-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Years In The Making</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gDMrXvUbtSk/SKJqmz21A-I/AAAAAAAABr4/4ESqC0FQKXs/s1600-h/P1010005a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233862931945685986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gDMrXvUbtSk/SKJqmz21A-I/AAAAAAAABr4/4ESqC0FQKXs/s400/P1010005a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In August of 2008 we had a bunch of friends come and help us take down our rotting second story deck.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gDMrXvUbtSk/SKJq_NZ9oFI/AAAAAAAABsw/Ojhexx0uNus/s1600-h/deck+demolition+005a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233863351120797778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gDMrXvUbtSk/SKJq_NZ9oFI/AAAAAAAABsw/Ojhexx0uNus/s400/deck+demolition+005a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A week later my Dad came and helped Josh frame the new deck.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gDMrXvUbtSk/SK-nQTZeTfI/AAAAAAAABwA/VStvffc8x8k/s1600-h/deck+rebuild+113abc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237588790182039026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gDMrXvUbtSk/SK-nQTZeTfI/AAAAAAAABwA/VStvffc8x8k/s400/deck+rebuild+113abc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A week later Josh's Dad (and for one day his brother) came and helped do the boarder of the new deck. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More friends came and helped us sand, and sand, and sand some more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Josh started going to China.   21 weeks of travel occurred between the tear down of the deck in August 08 to August 09.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memorial day 2009 my Dad was back to help lay down all the decking boards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liam was born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then this memorial day my Dad was back again to help finish the hand rail.   Wow.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TAXYQB9nrCI/AAAAAAAABME/nbWE_2zOInw/s1600/074a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TAXYQB9nrCI/AAAAAAAABME/nbWE_2zOInw/s400/074a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478022291682470946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TAXYPnPF7jI/AAAAAAAABL8/D1LESYdO1sM/s1600/081a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TAXYPnPF7jI/AAAAAAAABL8/D1LESYdO1sM/s400/081a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478022284507999794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TAXYO2pRx_I/AAAAAAAABL0/tMN4_15qZAI/s1600/092a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 246px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TAXYO2pRx_I/AAAAAAAABL0/tMN4_15qZAI/s400/092a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478022271464490994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TAXYOUEO47I/AAAAAAAABLs/IXnC9agOpig/s1600/100a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2NJWlNGxPMU/TAXYOUEO47I/AAAAAAAABLs/IXnC9agOpig/s400/100a.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478022262182306738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dad, you have spent three of your vacations up in Seattle laboring along side Josh on our deck.  This weekend you two worked so hard, in the pouring rain.  And boy!  What an awesome outcome!  Thank you SO much for your help!!   We are so excited for some sunshine so we can
