<?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-3850885899675940499</id><updated>2012-02-16T11:08:57.909-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snips and Snails and Puppy Dog Tales</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snipssnailsandpuppydogstales.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850885899675940499/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snipssnailsandpuppydogstales.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346701754998006863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L7yGc5wpvAo/SNmmT2lp5JI/AAAAAAAAABE/ty_cFTVbauY/S220/Misc+103.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>18</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850885899675940499.post-2860841020544589936</id><published>2009-07-12T18:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T18:42:24.061-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes by Andrew:</title><content type='html'>I am sure this will be a continuos post. Just trying to remember some of the funny things Andrew says and does!&lt;br /&gt;On the way home from the zoo we stopped and got some food.&lt;br /&gt;Dave (to the fast food drive through worker):  "I'll have a Sourdough...with a diet Pepsi and a hot dog basket.  Oh and I'll have a lemonade for the hot dog."&lt;br /&gt;Andrew: "Daddy, you called me a hot dog!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our sitter sent me this one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her daughter, Abby, was being really sweet to Will.  She said to Abby "Mommy thinks you are so sweet".  Andrew then pipes up and says "My Mommy thinks I am stinky like Daddy."  Ha ha! &lt;br /&gt;I do tell him he is my stinky little boy all the time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850885899675940499-2860841020544589936?l=snipssnailsandpuppydogstales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snipssnailsandpuppydogstales.blogspot.com/feeds/2860841020544589936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3850885899675940499&amp;postID=2860841020544589936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850885899675940499/posts/default/2860841020544589936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850885899675940499/posts/default/2860841020544589936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snipssnailsandpuppydogstales.blogspot.com/2009/07/quotes-by-andrew.html' title='Quotes by Andrew:'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346701754998006863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L7yGc5wpvAo/SNmmT2lp5JI/AAAAAAAAABE/ty_cFTVbauY/S220/Misc+103.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850885899675940499.post-1321105221916637509</id><published>2009-07-12T18:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T18:37:50.831-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dancing to the music...</title><content type='html'>Oh well, I have been horribly behind in my blogging.  I will use the next couple of posts to get caught up!  William is now running around everywhere and the boys are both enjoying playing outside in the summer sun.  Will is also now saying little words like "uh oh" and ball.  He loves to dance to music (see video!).  Whenever it is on TV, at church, or really anywhere, he starts to dance with a big grin on his face.  So cute. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-9daf8bfcb545ed44" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9daf8bfcb545ed44%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331671486%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5EF757B3F39D82D2D34CA4452E33585D3E79CE64.B413FD5F7C7C42402D7C26EFE988FDA7D577596%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9daf8bfcb545ed44%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DG2HjBS9nAGvd7EQR_PBXfpz1uN0&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9daf8bfcb545ed44%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331671486%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5EF757B3F39D82D2D34CA4452E33585D3E79CE64.B413FD5F7C7C42402D7C26EFE988FDA7D577596%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9daf8bfcb545ed44%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DG2HjBS9nAGvd7EQR_PBXfpz1uN0&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850885899675940499-1321105221916637509?l=snipssnailsandpuppydogstales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=9daf8bfcb545ed44&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snipssnailsandpuppydogstales.blogspot.com/feeds/1321105221916637509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3850885899675940499&amp;postID=1321105221916637509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850885899675940499/posts/default/1321105221916637509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850885899675940499/posts/default/1321105221916637509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snipssnailsandpuppydogstales.blogspot.com/2009/07/dancing-to-music.html' title='Dancing to the music...'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346701754998006863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L7yGc5wpvAo/SNmmT2lp5JI/AAAAAAAAABE/ty_cFTVbauY/S220/Misc+103.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850885899675940499.post-6133925599864933796</id><published>2009-05-13T18:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T18:39:07.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fishing with Daddy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L7yGc5wpvAo/Sgt17IrKotI/AAAAAAAAAIE/hbv_c9I1LTU/s1600-h/DSCF0170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335487842351751890" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L7yGc5wpvAo/Sgt17IrKotI/AAAAAAAAAIE/hbv_c9I1LTU/s200/DSCF0170.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Andrew got fishing pole for his birthday and has been bugging Daddy every 2 seconds (literally) to go fishing. He just stands out in the driveway in his rain boots and practices casting his line. Well, we went up to Grandma's a few weeks ago and we finally stopped along the creek and went fishing. Andrew was so excited - he caught a fish. They attempted to go last night at Alum Creek too, but didn't catch anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L7yGc5wpvAo/Sgt17frxXTI/AAAAAAAAAIM/3gknisBOqSk/s1600-h/DSCF0184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335487848528305458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L7yGc5wpvAo/Sgt17frxXTI/AAAAAAAAAIM/3gknisBOqSk/s200/DSCF0184.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850885899675940499-6133925599864933796?l=snipssnailsandpuppydogstales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snipssnailsandpuppydogstales.blogspot.com/feeds/6133925599864933796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3850885899675940499&amp;postID=6133925599864933796' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850885899675940499/posts/default/6133925599864933796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850885899675940499/posts/default/6133925599864933796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snipssnailsandpuppydogstales.blogspot.com/2009/05/fishing-with-daddy.html' title='Fishing with Daddy'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346701754998006863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L7yGc5wpvAo/SNmmT2lp5JI/AAAAAAAAABE/ty_cFTVbauY/S220/Misc+103.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L7yGc5wpvAo/Sgt17IrKotI/AAAAAAAAAIE/hbv_c9I1LTU/s72-c/DSCF0170.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850885899675940499.post-7527913873626585622</id><published>2009-04-18T19:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T20:02:09.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Haircut and First Tooth</title><content type='html'>Well, I finally broke down and took William to get his haircut. I took him to a place called Cookie Cutters. They have slides, fun things for the kids to sit in, tv's at every station, even video games. It was nice because it kept Andrew entertained while Will got his hair cut. Anyways, the little boy next to us was crying so William decided he should join in. He fussed pretty much the whole time. He got to sit in a little fire truck so when he was done, he just sat there and played in it and was fine. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Isn't this the saddest face?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L7yGc5wpvAo/SeqSiqQltYI/AAAAAAAAAH0/26VxO7-BNsA/s1600-h/DSCF0145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326230633476109698" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L7yGc5wpvAo/SeqSiqQltYI/AAAAAAAAAH0/26VxO7-BNsA/s200/DSCF0145.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not sure what's going on...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L7yGc5wpvAo/SeqSi2cVb1I/AAAAAAAAAH8/LQIycz7qOSQ/s1600-h/DSCF0148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326230636746600274" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L7yGc5wpvAo/SeqSi2cVb1I/AAAAAAAAAH8/LQIycz7qOSQ/s200/DSCF0148.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Afterwards:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L7yGc5wpvAo/SeqRThEtsiI/AAAAAAAAAHs/4PBuECAUntY/s1600-h/DSCF0150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326229273800716834" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L7yGc5wpvAo/SeqRThEtsiI/AAAAAAAAAHs/4PBuECAUntY/s200/DSCF0150.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;William also started getting his first tooth (Finally!) He has been a little fussy, but that could be from his big brother trying to wrestle with him and grab him constantly. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850885899675940499-7527913873626585622?l=snipssnailsandpuppydogstales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snipssnailsandpuppydogstales.blogspot.com/feeds/7527913873626585622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3850885899675940499&amp;postID=7527913873626585622' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850885899675940499/posts/default/7527913873626585622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850885899675940499/posts/default/7527913873626585622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snipssnailsandpuppydogstales.blogspot.com/2009/04/first-haircut-and-first-toothe.html' title='First Haircut and First Tooth'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346701754998006863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L7yGc5wpvAo/SNmmT2lp5JI/AAAAAAAAABE/ty_cFTVbauY/S220/Misc+103.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L7yGc5wpvAo/SeqSiqQltYI/AAAAAAAAAH0/26VxO7-BNsA/s72-c/DSCF0145.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850885899675940499.post-6526320524921253994</id><published>2009-04-18T18:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T19:42:58.581-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L7yGc5wpvAo/SeqM_0r7cVI/AAAAAAAAAHc/mrY4HXiNK2E/s1600-h/DSCF0105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326224537421574482" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L7yGc5wpvAo/SeqM_0r7cVI/AAAAAAAAAHc/mrY4HXiNK2E/s200/DSCF0105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;We just got back from our FL vacation last week. We went down and visited Aunt Pam and Aunt Beth at the beach. We had a few days to get to the beach and the condo that Aunt Pam has with a heated pool. Andrew jumped in the freezing cold ocean and into Aunt Pam's freezing cold pool at her house. It didn't seem to bother him any. He just wanted to go swimming. When we went to the ocean, it was the same way, Andrew&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L7yGc5wpvAo/SeqG7HIr8DI/AAAAAAAAAGc/kG4jvlrzsZM/s1600-h/023_3A.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; just wanted to run into the water. We played in the waves for awhile and buried him in the sand. Pam also buried Will in the sand which kept him entertained for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L7yGc5wpvAo/SeqJo-6SddI/AAAAAAAAAHE/coNJx5fUCLw/s1600-h/026_0A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326220846494283218" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 132px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L7yGc5wpvAo/SeqJo-6SddI/AAAAAAAAAHE/coNJx5fUCLw/s200/026_0A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L7yGc5wpvAo/SeqJo2yrGlI/AAAAAAAAAG8/uebRNJOTmzg/s1600-h/023_3A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326220844314860114" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 132px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L7yGc5wpvAo/SeqJo2yrGlI/AAAAAAAAAG8/uebRNJOTmzg/s200/023_3A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On one of the rainy days we went over to Silver Springs which has glass bottom boats and all kinds of alligators and other animals. Andrew got to feed the giraffes and still tells everyone he sees how stinky they were. He got a kick out of all the alligators too. See the picks below, he and Dave almost got eaten by one. :-) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L7yGc5wpvAo/SeqJo1R3LsI/AAAAAAAAAG0/dnvB37PuWT4/s1600-h/012_14A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326220843908804290" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 132px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L7yGc5wpvAo/SeqJo1R3LsI/AAAAAAAAAG0/dnvB37PuWT4/s200/012_14A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L7yGc5wpvAo/SeqKTrXVXgI/AAAAAAAAAHM/FRLb48f_h9Q/s1600-h/018_8A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326221579981774338" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 132px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L7yGc5wpvAo/SeqKTrXVXgI/AAAAAAAAAHM/FRLb48f_h9Q/s200/018_8A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L7yGc5wpvAo/SeqKTqSNROI/AAAAAAAAAHU/Lj7Z1Nw116E/s1600-h/019_7A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326221579691836642" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 132px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L7yGc5wpvAo/SeqKTqSNROI/AAAAAAAAAHU/Lj7Z1Nw116E/s200/019_7A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the way back we stopped by to see Grandpa. Andrew really wanted to play Grandpa's guitar so he got it out for him and played a song. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L7yGc5wpvAo/SeqPa8f4bzI/AAAAAAAAAHk/Ozi6gqS7I_c/s1600-h/DSCF0130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326227202398252850" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L7yGc5wpvAo/SeqPa8f4bzI/AAAAAAAAAHk/Ozi6gqS7I_c/s200/DSCF0130.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a great trip but we were ready to come home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks Beth and Pam for letting us stay with you! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850885899675940499-6526320524921253994?l=snipssnailsandpuppydogstales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snipssnailsandpuppydogstales.blogspot.com/feeds/6526320524921253994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3850885899675940499&amp;postID=6526320524921253994' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850885899675940499/posts/default/6526320524921253994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850885899675940499/posts/default/6526320524921253994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snipssnailsandpuppydogstales.blogspot.com/2009/04/vacation.html' title='Vacation!'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346701754998006863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L7yGc5wpvAo/SNmmT2lp5JI/AAAAAAAAABE/ty_cFTVbauY/S220/Misc+103.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L7yGc5wpvAo/SeqM_0r7cVI/AAAAAAAAAHc/mrY4HXiNK2E/s72-c/DSCF0105.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850885899675940499.post-4420587204735684419</id><published>2009-03-20T19:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T20:13:24.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Boys!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L7yGc5wpvAo/ScRYC-HmkrI/AAAAAAAAAFA/S6u6F2-Z_Gs/s1600-h/2009_0221Misc0044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315470268261896882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L7yGc5wpvAo/ScRYC-HmkrI/AAAAAAAAAFA/S6u6F2-Z_Gs/s200/2009_0221Misc0044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Andrew and William both had birthdays recently. Andrew turned 4 and William turned 1 yesterday. We had everyone over here for Andrew's birthday party. He was so excited and every time he opened a present he said "WOW!". He wanted a Spiderman cake, which this had on it until Andrew took it off to play with it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L7yGc5wpvAo/ScRZJK2c61I/AAAAAAAAAFI/CP1UK3HMbKo/s1600-h/2009_0315Misc0067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315471474270464850" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L7yGc5wpvAo/ScRZJK2c61I/AAAAAAAAAFI/CP1UK3HMbKo/s200/2009_0315Misc0067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We kind of had an unofficial party for William with my family on Sunday. Noone can ever tell him he didn't get a real 1st birthday party or else! I won't win "mom of the year" award this year. In fact, maybe I should &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L7yGc5wpvAo/ScRaz2dERPI/AAAAAAAAAFg/EgQ5mQPChg0/s1600-h/2009_0315Misc0054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315473307041285362" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L7yGc5wpvAo/ScRaz2dERPI/AAAAAAAAAFg/EgQ5mQPChg0/s200/2009_0315Misc0054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;just delete this blog and he will never know. Tammy shared Morgan's birthday party with William so he did get his name on a cake and get to open presents. The kids were all swimming at the YMCA thanks to Aunt Holly, which was a great idea. Poor little Andrew drank a little too much pool water and ended up sleeping on a cot the whole time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Andrew while swimming.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L7yGc5wpvAo/ScRaygZV0bI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/qfYP5jy0aC4/s1600-h/2009_0315Misc0032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315473283940209074" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L7yGc5wpvAo/ScRaygZV0bI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/qfYP5jy0aC4/s200/2009_0315Misc0032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Andrew after swimming....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L7yGc5wpvAo/ScRazFvaICI/AAAAAAAAAFY/k2wSbGI4gvg/s1600-h/2009_0315Misc0046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315473293964877858" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L7yGc5wpvAo/ScRazFvaICI/AAAAAAAAAFY/k2wSbGI4gvg/s200/2009_0315Misc0046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;William is not quite walking yet and still no teeth in there! He will stand there all by himself and fall forward so you have to catch him or plop on his bottom and just laugh. He started waving and saying bye bye and blowing kisses.  He kept repeating "uh oh" tonight too.  I can't believe how fast the time goes.  &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/3850885899675940499-4420587204735684419?l=snipssnailsandpuppydogstales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snipssnailsandpuppydogstales.blogspot.com/feeds/4420587204735684419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3850885899675940499&amp;postID=4420587204735684419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850885899675940499/posts/default/4420587204735684419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850885899675940499/posts/default/4420587204735684419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snipssnailsandpuppydogstales.blogspot.com/2009/03/birthday-boys.html' title='Birthday Boys!'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346701754998006863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L7yGc5wpvAo/SNmmT2lp5JI/AAAAAAAAABE/ty_cFTVbauY/S220/Misc+103.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L7yGc5wpvAo/ScRYC-HmkrI/AAAAAAAAAFA/S6u6F2-Z_Gs/s72-c/2009_0221Misc0044.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850885899675940499.post-8093051644806963099</id><published>2009-02-02T20:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T20:18:55.863-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow day</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298418971696408786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 284px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L7yGc5wpvAo/SYfD-4cnqNI/AAAAAAAAAEo/uC7VZvUwFWw/s320/2009_0202Misc0007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I took Andrew out to play in the snow for awhile while William was sleeping. He helped me shovel our mailbox out and then I pulled him around on his sled. After awhile W&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L7yGc5wpvAo/SYfEjKA72iI/AAAAAAAAAEw/gcqMFJ4gvY4/s1600-h/2009_0202Misc0011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298419594887420450" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L7yGc5wpvAo/SYfEjKA72iI/AAAAAAAAAEw/gcqMFJ4gvY4/s320/2009_0202Misc0011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ill Will woke up, I took him out for a few minutes. Below is a picture of Andrew making his "Snow Andrew" as he would say. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L7yGc5wpvAo/SYfFO8dCt_I/AAAAAAAAAE4/FKppUZmiADE/s1600-h/2009_0202Misc0018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298420347161458674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L7yGc5wpvAo/SYfFO8dCt_I/AAAAAAAAAE4/FKppUZmiADE/s200/2009_0202Misc0018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850885899675940499-8093051644806963099?l=snipssnailsandpuppydogstales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snipssnailsandpuppydogstales.blogspot.com/feeds/8093051644806963099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3850885899675940499&amp;postID=8093051644806963099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850885899675940499/posts/default/8093051644806963099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850885899675940499/posts/default/8093051644806963099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snipssnailsandpuppydogstales.blogspot.com/2009/02/snow-day.html' title='Snow day'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346701754998006863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L7yGc5wpvAo/SNmmT2lp5JI/AAAAAAAAABE/ty_cFTVbauY/S220/Misc+103.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L7yGc5wpvAo/SYfD-4cnqNI/AAAAAAAAAEo/uC7VZvUwFWw/s72-c/2009_0202Misc0007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850885899675940499.post-4624021956376594737</id><published>2009-02-02T19:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T20:19:24.847-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Winter Picnic</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298416684415783154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L7yGc5wpvAo/SYfB5vqbEPI/AAAAAAAAAEY/_0SDFuUWJwI/s200/2009_0202Misc0001.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Andrew really wanted to have a picnic the other day, so we decided to have one in our living room. He picked out all the food and had the picnic blanket laid out. We had carrots, applesauce, turkey, and clementines. You will notice the bandaid under his eye. He said he wanted to have the carrots and ran back in the kitchen to get them. He was awful quiet, so I asked what he was doing and he told me nonchalantly that he was trying to open the carrots. Well, he brought them in and we started having our picnic. About 10 minutes later, his face had a little bit of blood on it. I asked him what he did and he said he poked himself with the knife when he was trying to get the carrotts open!?!??!! After picturing all the horrific things that could have happened to him, I yelled at him and had a good talking. I thought that we were past all the ages where the kids get into everything? He is just becoming a little dare devil. A few weeks ago, I was giving William a bath and I came out to find Andrew sitting at the top of the steps in a rubbermaid container getting ready to slide down. I stopped him, of course, and told him he would flip right over and he said "but doggie and blankie didn't", meaning he tried it with them first to see what would happen. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298416688141134818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L7yGc5wpvAo/SYfB59ina-I/AAAAAAAAAEg/XO-Hkn6OU98/s200/2009_0202Misc0004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, back to the picnic. After we all got over the knife incident, we had a lovely little picnic in our living room. William chowed down on the turkey. :-) Oh, and notice Andrew is still wearing "The Wrestle Shirt" (see below...).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850885899675940499-4624021956376594737?l=snipssnailsandpuppydogstales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snipssnailsandpuppydogstales.blogspot.com/feeds/4624021956376594737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3850885899675940499&amp;postID=4624021956376594737' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850885899675940499/posts/default/4624021956376594737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850885899675940499/posts/default/4624021956376594737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snipssnailsandpuppydogstales.blogspot.com/2009/02/winter-picnic.html' title='A Winter Picnic'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346701754998006863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L7yGc5wpvAo/SNmmT2lp5JI/AAAAAAAAABE/ty_cFTVbauY/S220/Misc+103.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L7yGc5wpvAo/SYfB5vqbEPI/AAAAAAAAAEY/_0SDFuUWJwI/s72-c/2009_0202Misc0001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850885899675940499.post-9200941634250448738</id><published>2009-01-29T19:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T20:02:55.080-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The "wrestle" shirt</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;One day Andrew was picking out his own clothes and wanted to w&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L7yGc5wpvAo/SYJ7vCYypaI/AAAAAAAAAD4/Ih-2zxT0FKQ/s1600-h/2009_0129Misc0021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296932159766046114" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L7yGc5wpvAo/SYJ7vCYypaI/AAAAAAAAAD4/Ih-2zxT0FKQ/s200/2009_0129Misc0021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ear this tank top. For some reason (I think maybe Daddy told him this), he thinks it is a wrestle shirt. From that day on, when he wears it, he walks around flexing his muscles. He will wear it for days at a time until I sneak it away and wash it. He is happy to wear it under his normal clothes, but usually ends of taking those off so he can show off his wrestle shirt to everyone. I was getting him ready for bed tonight and he picked out his own jammies. Here is the pic of the final outfit. Note the Halloween socks. :-) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850885899675940499-9200941634250448738?l=snipssnailsandpuppydogstales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snipssnailsandpuppydogstales.blogspot.com/feeds/9200941634250448738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3850885899675940499&amp;postID=9200941634250448738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850885899675940499/posts/default/9200941634250448738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850885899675940499/posts/default/9200941634250448738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snipssnailsandpuppydogstales.blogspot.com/2009/01/wrestle-shirt.html' title='The &quot;wrestle&quot; shirt'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346701754998006863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L7yGc5wpvAo/SNmmT2lp5JI/AAAAAAAAABE/ty_cFTVbauY/S220/Misc+103.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L7yGc5wpvAo/SYJ7vCYypaI/AAAAAAAAAD4/Ih-2zxT0FKQ/s72-c/2009_0129Misc0021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850885899675940499.post-1600792568003308305</id><published>2009-01-28T11:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T12:08:43.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing catch up...</title><content type='html'>What better to do on a snow day than catch up on my blogging?? I have been completely slacking. Andrew has been having fun helping Daddy shovel all the snow. He got his own little shovel and was so excited to help. I have no pictures of it becuase I was too lazy to bundle myself up to go and take some. I will try to get some pictures up of the "andrew snowman" that he and Daddy made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started the boys at a new sitter last week and so far, she is wonderful. I was so glad to get them out of the other place. Andrew has another little boy to play with and loves going over there (he is actually upset that I didn't got to work today! I guess that's good...). I ventured out last weekend and took Andrew to the library in Delaware for the first time ever. We picked out a couple of books and picked up a Curious George movie (which we are watching now!). Once he saw the computers in the kid section, that was all he wanted to do. So much for an exciting trip to the library. Oh well, he had fun and we got some new books to read. I wanted to get some books on photography so I can learn to take some good pics with my new camera (Christmas present from Dave).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;William finally started crawling a few weeks ago. He is following us all around the house now and loves to get into the cabinet with the pots and pans. He also likes one that has some glass dishes in it. I am going to have to babyproof that. Although he is not skinny by any means, he is finally starting to lose his little Buddha belly. :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850885899675940499-1600792568003308305?l=snipssnailsandpuppydogstales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snipssnailsandpuppydogstales.blogspot.com/feeds/1600792568003308305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3850885899675940499&amp;postID=1600792568003308305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850885899675940499/posts/default/1600792568003308305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850885899675940499/posts/default/1600792568003308305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snipssnailsandpuppydogstales.blogspot.com/2009/01/playing-catch-up.html' title='Playing catch up...'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346701754998006863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L7yGc5wpvAo/SNmmT2lp5JI/AAAAAAAAABE/ty_cFTVbauY/S220/Misc+103.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850885899675940499.post-6014459677899966277</id><published>2008-12-09T17:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:46:57.736-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas cards and more</title><content type='html'>I attempted to do our Christmas cards last week and I am getting them sent out today. Here is a sneak peek at them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277970428075481042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L7yGc5wpvAo/ST8eI_R0l9I/AAAAAAAAADo/tm2J53X5l3E/s200/100_5167.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys also start at a new sitter next week.  We are planning on taking them over there 1 or 2 days.  It is a mom and daughter that run a daycare out of their home.  One of the guys that used to work at McGraw-Hill takes his kids there.  They are about 5 miles from my work and have some other kids there that are both the boys ages.  I am so excited we found somebody, but still a little worried at how Andrew will react.  They do "group" naps where everyone is in the same room, and neither of the boys have ever done that, so we will see if either of them get any sleep.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;William is still not crawling yet, just rolling everywhere.  He has been sick with a bad cold this week.  We didn't give him his pacifier at night the past 2 nights because he couldn't breathe and suck on it at the same time, and luckily he did just fine!  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;P.S.  Andrew now has new nicknames for William - Veggie and Will Will.   Don't ask me where those came from! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850885899675940499-6014459677899966277?l=snipssnailsandpuppydogstales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snipssnailsandpuppydogstales.blogspot.com/feeds/6014459677899966277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3850885899675940499&amp;postID=6014459677899966277' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850885899675940499/posts/default/6014459677899966277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850885899675940499/posts/default/6014459677899966277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snipssnailsandpuppydogstales.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-cards-and-more.html' title='Christmas cards and more'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346701754998006863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L7yGc5wpvAo/SNmmT2lp5JI/AAAAAAAAABE/ty_cFTVbauY/S220/Misc+103.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L7yGc5wpvAo/ST8eI_R0l9I/AAAAAAAAADo/tm2J53X5l3E/s72-c/100_5167.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850885899675940499.post-3352154249510391643</id><published>2008-11-17T19:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T19:11:06.825-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A new sitter...</title><content type='html'>Well, it is official...we are looking for a new babysitter. Missy accepted a job work for Grant Hospital so we have to find someone else. She starts on 12/15. We knew this was coming, but it still stresses me out. Everyone that I have talked to is either too expensive or cheap, but in the ghetto. I am finding out that noone is good enough to take care of my precious litte dudes!  I have looked at quitting my job, but Dave's insurance just sucks &amp;amp; I would still have to work somewhere part time.  I just really, really hate the idea of having to leave them with a stranger all over again.  It is bad enough to have to leave them every day anyways.  Oh well, if anyone has any ideas, let me know.  Sorry, this is a depressing post.... on the upside, William isn't crawling but he gets his little arms and legs kicking and looks like a beached whale laying on the floor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850885899675940499-3352154249510391643?l=snipssnailsandpuppydogstales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snipssnailsandpuppydogstales.blogspot.com/feeds/3352154249510391643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3850885899675940499&amp;postID=3352154249510391643' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850885899675940499/posts/default/3352154249510391643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850885899675940499/posts/default/3352154249510391643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snipssnailsandpuppydogstales.blogspot.com/2008/11/new-sitter.html' title='A new sitter...'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346701754998006863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L7yGc5wpvAo/SNmmT2lp5JI/AAAAAAAAABE/ty_cFTVbauY/S220/Misc+103.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850885899675940499.post-6169874234894363176</id><published>2008-10-31T18:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T18:25:49.457-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trick or treat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L7yGc5wpvAo/SQuwF5TdvBI/AAAAAAAAADg/EGw8vhOEynU/s1600-h/misc123+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263494204840852498" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L7yGc5wpvAo/SQuwF5TdvBI/AAAAAAAAADg/EGw8vhOEynU/s200/misc123+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tonight we went Trick-or-Treating around the neighborhood. It turned out to be a beautiful day. Little William was a pumpkin and Andrew wanted to be Spiderman (or "Spiderman Andrew" as he would say). We went down the main street and back around our block and Andrew made friends with everyone we saw, as usual. It was little over 1 mile, so quite a ways for his little legs, but he did pretty good. Now we have WAY to much candy to eat here!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850885899675940499-6169874234894363176?l=snipssnailsandpuppydogstales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snipssnailsandpuppydogstales.blogspot.com/feeds/6169874234894363176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3850885899675940499&amp;postID=6169874234894363176' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850885899675940499/posts/default/6169874234894363176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850885899675940499/posts/default/6169874234894363176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snipssnailsandpuppydogstales.blogspot.com/2008/10/trick-or-treat.html' title='Trick or treat'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346701754998006863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L7yGc5wpvAo/SNmmT2lp5JI/AAAAAAAAABE/ty_cFTVbauY/S220/Misc+103.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L7yGc5wpvAo/SQuwF5TdvBI/AAAAAAAAADg/EGw8vhOEynU/s72-c/misc123+017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850885899675940499.post-8925443944983845922</id><published>2008-10-17T16:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T16:51:58.378-07:00</updated><title type='text'>to poo or not to poo....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L7yGc5wpvAo/SPkkcIUD5OI/AAAAAAAAADY/EwcJ7H5XQxc/s1600-h/Misc1+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258274105618326754" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L7yGc5wpvAo/SPkkcIUD5OI/AAAAAAAAADY/EwcJ7H5XQxc/s200/Misc1+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know everyone will think I am a little nuts, but I have started to put William on the potty when I know he is getting ready to poop.  I have been using cloth diapers and it makes life so much easier not having to rinse them out!  I have to say that until yesterday, I had not changed a poopy diaper in about a month. It was fabulous...I would put him on the potty every night right around dinner time and he would poop. Easy as that.  That is until I jinxed myself. I was bragging to people at work about it and of course he had a poopy diaper the past 2 days.  I thought for a minute there I might have had a little genius on my hands!  Oh well, I of course am not "potty training" but hey, every little bit counts!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850885899675940499-8925443944983845922?l=snipssnailsandpuppydogstales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snipssnailsandpuppydogstales.blogspot.com/feeds/8925443944983845922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3850885899675940499&amp;postID=8925443944983845922' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850885899675940499/posts/default/8925443944983845922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850885899675940499/posts/default/8925443944983845922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snipssnailsandpuppydogstales.blogspot.com/2008/10/to-poo-or-not-to-poo.html' title='to poo or not to poo....'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346701754998006863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L7yGc5wpvAo/SNmmT2lp5JI/AAAAAAAAABE/ty_cFTVbauY/S220/Misc+103.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L7yGc5wpvAo/SPkkcIUD5OI/AAAAAAAAADY/EwcJ7H5XQxc/s72-c/Misc1+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850885899675940499.post-6761669012195525633</id><published>2008-10-02T19:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T20:13:42.935-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Doctor Appointments</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I took Andrew and William for their "well child" checkups yesterday. William is weighing in at 20 lbs, 5 oz. and Andrew is up to 35 lbs. (By the way, for anyone worried that William is too fat, I asked Dr. Lisko if it was possible to over feed him and he said no). The little dude can't help he is a pig. :-) Anyways, they always give me a sticker with their height and weight on it, which I eventually put into a scrapbook. I was looking in Andrew's scrapbook, comparing his stickers to William's, and it turns out William is the same size that Andrew was at his &lt;strong&gt;9 &lt;/strong&gt;month check up! Andrew better watch out picking on William now, he will catch up fast! I thought just for fun I would show a pick of Andrew at 6 months (in white shirt - couldn't find a picture of him at this age to show all his rolls!) and William at 6 months! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L7yGc5wpvAo/SOWL9kfeKiI/AAAAAAAAACg/x_N2-aQXATg/s1600-h/Misc+080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252758430281509410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L7yGc5wpvAo/SOWL9kfeKiI/AAAAAAAAACg/x_N2-aQXATg/s200/Misc+080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L7yGc5wpvAo/SOWL9U8rLpI/AAAAAAAAACY/NVQVNB2bsQc/s1600-h/misc+085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252758426109030034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L7yGc5wpvAo/SOWL9U8rLpI/AAAAAAAAACY/NVQVNB2bsQc/s200/misc+085.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850885899675940499-6761669012195525633?l=snipssnailsandpuppydogstales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snipssnailsandpuppydogstales.blogspot.com/feeds/6761669012195525633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3850885899675940499&amp;postID=6761669012195525633' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850885899675940499/posts/default/6761669012195525633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850885899675940499/posts/default/6761669012195525633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snipssnailsandpuppydogstales.blogspot.com/2008/10/doctor-appointments.html' title='Doctor Appointments'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346701754998006863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L7yGc5wpvAo/SNmmT2lp5JI/AAAAAAAAABE/ty_cFTVbauY/S220/Misc+103.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L7yGc5wpvAo/SOWL9kfeKiI/AAAAAAAAACg/x_N2-aQXATg/s72-c/Misc+080.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850885899675940499.post-6857632365663604804</id><published>2008-09-29T19:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T19:57:56.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Daddy's birthday</title><content type='html'>Today was Dave's birthday and Andrew was so excited. We went to Menard's yesterday and I told him he could pick out anything he wanted for Daddy. He picked what every man needs - a can of fix-a-flat. When we got home, he wrapped it all by himself and put it in his closet so Daddy wouldn't see it when he came home. Once today rolled around and Dave got home from work, he came walking down the stairs with his present behind his back to "surprise" Daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L7yGc5wpvAo/SOGLoPwY3jI/AAAAAAAAACA/2aQP6AxIyZ0/s1600-h/Misc1+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251632164031225394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L7yGc5wpvAo/SOGLoPwY3jI/AAAAAAAAACA/2aQP6AxIyZ0/s200/Misc1+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After presents we had a wonderful birthday dinner of Macaroni and Cheese and hot dogs then Dave and Andrew shared some dirt pudding (note the chocolate on the face!). We ended the day by baking a cake. Andrew was such a big help with the mixing, frosting, and decorating. What would I do without him?? &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L7yGc5wpvAo/SOGMlm5RlzI/AAAAAAAAACQ/yuHoYovwbWs/s1600-h/Misc1+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251633218214532914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L7yGc5wpvAo/SOGMlm5RlzI/AAAAAAAAACQ/yuHoYovwbWs/s200/Misc1+032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L7yGc5wpvAo/SOGMlSaJqPI/AAAAAAAAACI/BybL1bQyWU0/s1600-h/Misc1+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251633212715280626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L7yGc5wpvAo/SOGMlSaJqPI/AAAAAAAAACI/BybL1bQyWU0/s200/Misc1+037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850885899675940499-6857632365663604804?l=snipssnailsandpuppydogstales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snipssnailsandpuppydogstales.blogspot.com/feeds/6857632365663604804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3850885899675940499&amp;postID=6857632365663604804' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850885899675940499/posts/default/6857632365663604804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850885899675940499/posts/default/6857632365663604804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snipssnailsandpuppydogstales.blogspot.com/2008/09/daddys-birthday.html' title='Daddy&apos;s birthday'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346701754998006863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L7yGc5wpvAo/SNmmT2lp5JI/AAAAAAAAABE/ty_cFTVbauY/S220/Misc+103.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L7yGc5wpvAo/SOGLoPwY3jI/AAAAAAAAACA/2aQP6AxIyZ0/s72-c/Misc1+029.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850885899675940499.post-8423808799337498134</id><published>2008-09-25T19:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T19:40:46.047-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MMMM...food</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L7yGc5wpvAo/SNxJUw5gSiI/AAAAAAAAAB4/nDGpV9RwKhQ/s1600-h/Misc+087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L7yGc5wpvAo/SNxJUw5gSiI/AAAAAAAAAB4/nDGpV9RwKhQ/s200/Misc+087.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250151886679460386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little William is 6 months old already! We started giving him "real" food last week.  I am playing Betty Crocker and making my own baby food.  So far I have only made carrots and green beans, but the little piglet LOVES them both.  And he is always ready for his bottle afterwards!  I just love all his little rolls.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850885899675940499-8423808799337498134?l=snipssnailsandpuppydogstales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snipssnailsandpuppydogstales.blogspot.com/feeds/8423808799337498134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3850885899675940499&amp;postID=8423808799337498134' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850885899675940499/posts/default/8423808799337498134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850885899675940499/posts/default/8423808799337498134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snipssnailsandpuppydogstales.blogspot.com/2008/09/mmmmfood.html' title='MMMM...food'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346701754998006863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L7yGc5wpvAo/SNmmT2lp5JI/AAAAAAAAABE/ty_cFTVbauY/S220/Misc+103.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L7yGc5wpvAo/SNxJUw5gSiI/AAAAAAAAAB4/nDGpV9RwKhQ/s72-c/Misc+087.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3850885899675940499.post-3646677706630103455</id><published>2008-09-23T19:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T19:27:36.919-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baptism</title><content type='html'>Okay, Beth, you have inspired me to start my blog. By the way, I think this is a great idea for us to remember the cute little things they do! I started this like 2 months ago and couldn't think of anything to write, so I just kept deleting my posts thinking they were boring. I am falling asleep writing this.......ha, ha.....anyways, I will start off with the Baptism since most of you were there! First off, I am completely amazed at the intelligence of a 3 year old. I was feeding William and Andrew says to me "Mommy, are they going to put water on my head? Are they going to put me in a bath? Are we going to have wine?" I explained to him, that yes, they would put water on his head. I asked Dave when he came in if he told Andrew that and he said no, so I proceeded to ask Andrew how he knew that. He said "from the book". Yes, he picked up the Bible and read it word for word and learned this...Okay, well, maybe not (just wanted to make sure you were all still awake!). But, it was a book, just not THE book! It was just one that the pastor had left for us and Andrew had looked at all the pictures in it and figured all of this out. So smart (maybe I am a little partial). Anyways, the rest of the Baptism was uneventful, with Andrew being surprisingly quiet throughout the whole thing. He got to come home and have his "party" and play with his cousins the rest of the day. I should say that chubby little William was great as well. Once I got his pants over his fat little thighs, we were good to go. Holly and John are Andrew's Godparents and Heather and Jeff are William's&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3850885899675940499-3646677706630103455?l=snipssnailsandpuppydogstales.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://snipssnailsandpuppydogstales.blogspot.com/feeds/3646677706630103455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3850885899675940499&amp;postID=3646677706630103455' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850885899675940499/posts/default/3646677706630103455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3850885899675940499/posts/default/3646677706630103455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://snipssnailsandpuppydogstales.blogspot.com/2008/09/baptism.html' title='Baptism'/><author><name>Jen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346701754998006863</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L7yGc5wpvAo/SNmmT2lp5JI/AAAAAAAAABE/ty_cFTVbauY/S220/Misc+103.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
