<?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-7332907890278734581</id><updated>2012-01-26T11:33:28.411-08:00</updated><category term='household'/><category term='Kids'/><category term='food'/><title type='text'>The Gonsalves Family</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Mama G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14818409988699706712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SV0M3QV2sbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/EnHQPkRN3ak/S220/December+08+363.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>159</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332907890278734581.post-690889109848901268</id><published>2012-01-22T14:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T18:38:34.661-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Warrior</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Years ago when Dylan's grandma moved in with us, we boxed up all of our books (lots and lots- I was an English major, after all), ripped out the floor-to-ceiling, wall-to-wall bookcases that the previous owner had installed in our spare bedroom, and made a room for Grandma. And since then, we've pretty much lived without the majority of our books because we had nowhere to put them. A crime, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So last weekend, in order to clean out his garage of my books, my rockstar husband built some custom bookcases to flank our fireplace. They look AMAZING. So amazing in fact, that I had to rearrange the furniture so that they can be gazed upon and appreciated by all. And now our living room whose awkward layout has been plaguing me since the day we moved in suddenly makes sense. And our furniture no longer feels disproportionate, and the rug that I thought was too small fits just fine, and I no longer have to kink my neck or rearrange furniture to comfortably watch tv, and it's cozy and inviting and more open and, well, it's just great. Can you tell I'm just a wee bit excited?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z9MQCllAiQI/TxzGx89HiVI/AAAAAAAABKk/e0X7YzNoZow/s1600/IMG_0558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z9MQCllAiQI/TxzGx89HiVI/AAAAAAAABKk/e0X7YzNoZow/s400/IMG_0558.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700649789822568786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Don't they look great?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that the best part of this whole project is that now I know what my husband is capable of and I may just have one or two or six hundred more projects in mind for him to do! Yes!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&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/7332907890278734581-690889109848901268?l=thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/690889109848901268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332907890278734581&amp;postID=690889109848901268' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/690889109848901268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/690889109848901268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/2012/01/weekend-warrior.html' title='Weekend Warrior'/><author><name>Mama G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14818409988699706712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SV0M3QV2sbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/EnHQPkRN3ak/S220/December+08+363.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z9MQCllAiQI/TxzGx89HiVI/AAAAAAAABKk/e0X7YzNoZow/s72-c/IMG_0558.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332907890278734581.post-5797425417531268015</id><published>2012-01-17T09:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T09:54:07.732-08:00</updated><title type='text'>He's not my baby anymore</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This little guy had the most awesome hair.... when it was professionally cut. But when I tried to cut it, people kept mentioning that it looked like I placed a bowl on his head and cut around it. And since it's not the 90's anymore, bowl cuts are no longer cool. Oh well. Neither are the moon boots that he's rockin' in this picture :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SmkxicS6-zY/TxWzoQ2s1dI/AAAAAAAABKY/JU36ROqK8u4/s1600/IMG_0493.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SmkxicS6-zY/TxWzoQ2s1dI/AAAAAAAABKY/JU36ROqK8u4/s320/IMG_0493.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698658407807768018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the other day when I was cutting Grady's hair, poor Landon became my next victim. And now he doesn't look like my sweet little baby anymore. He looks like the two-year-old that he really is. Oh well, maybe he'll grow out of his two-ness right along with his buzz cut and he'll have a wonderful disposition and long, beautiful hair once again.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xbSfzKUTOGA/TxWzn0KAO-I/AAAAAAAABKM/1y58qDZ--nY/s1600/IMG_0496.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xbSfzKUTOGA/TxWzn0KAO-I/AAAAAAAABKM/1y58qDZ--nY/s320/IMG_0496.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698658400104102882" 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/7332907890278734581-5797425417531268015?l=thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5797425417531268015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332907890278734581&amp;postID=5797425417531268015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/5797425417531268015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/5797425417531268015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/2012/01/hes-not-my-baby-anymore.html' title='He&apos;s not my baby anymore'/><author><name>Mama G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14818409988699706712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SV0M3QV2sbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/EnHQPkRN3ak/S220/December+08+363.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SmkxicS6-zY/TxWzoQ2s1dI/AAAAAAAABKY/JU36ROqK8u4/s72-c/IMG_0493.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332907890278734581.post-34468513866475122</id><published>2012-01-09T14:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T14:36:20.075-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hellooooooo Fat Kid</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Emma at 2 months: 10lb 5oz, 24"&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jOJZHPBeLsE/TwtpIB18SxI/AAAAAAAABJ0/iHoQVBjw-Ro/s1600/P7264633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jOJZHPBeLsE/TwtpIB18SxI/AAAAAAAABJ0/iHoQVBjw-Ro/s320/P7264633.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695761740394679058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grady at 2 months: 12lb 7 oz, 25"&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SNNCCFl2yXA/TwtpH8CIhHI/AAAAAAAABJo/M2M6a412rRU/s1600/september-november%2B07%2B309.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SNNCCFl2yXA/TwtpH8CIhHI/AAAAAAAABJo/M2M6a412rRU/s320/september-november%2B07%2B309.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695761738835199090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Landon at 2 months: 12lb 11oz, 25"&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0ChLzC-tWtQ/Twtl_VpGhjI/AAAAAAAABJQ/bSAmh6dGnhU/s1600/November%2B09%2B004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0ChLzC-tWtQ/Twtl_VpGhjI/AAAAAAAABJQ/bSAmh6dGnhU/s320/November%2B09%2B004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695758292555826738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stella at 2 months: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;14lb&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;25.75"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cWVI0tfeJCk/Twtru3fX2OI/AAAAAAAABKA/8IwgsoKClS4/s1600/IMG_2049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cWVI0tfeJCk/Twtru3fX2OI/AAAAAAAABKA/8IwgsoKClS4/s320/IMG_2049.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695764606653815010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow!&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/7332907890278734581-34468513866475122?l=thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/34468513866475122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332907890278734581&amp;postID=34468513866475122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/34468513866475122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/34468513866475122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/2012/01/hellooooooo-fat-kid.html' title='Hellooooooo Fat Kid'/><author><name>Mama G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14818409988699706712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SV0M3QV2sbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/EnHQPkRN3ak/S220/December+08+363.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jOJZHPBeLsE/TwtpIB18SxI/AAAAAAAABJ0/iHoQVBjw-Ro/s72-c/P7264633.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332907890278734581.post-6501305843415866827</id><published>2012-01-05T17:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T17:33:19.691-08:00</updated><title type='text'>deep thoughts from a 6 year old</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Nachos are good for poor people because you know how poor people don't have enough money for forks and spoons? Well, they could just use the chips to scoop up the food and they won't need to buy any silverware."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm....&lt;br /&gt;speaking of being poor (not really), emma made herself some new hair clips this week...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PpiD775LFCQ/TwZOkYMbruI/AAAAAAAABI4/5xgsGQDHiLA/s1600/IMG_0468.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PpiD775LFCQ/TwZOkYMbruI/AAAAAAAABI4/5xgsGQDHiLA/s320/IMG_0468.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694325165733424866" 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/7332907890278734581-6501305843415866827?l=thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6501305843415866827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332907890278734581&amp;postID=6501305843415866827' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/6501305843415866827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/6501305843415866827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/2012/01/deep-thoughts-from-6-year-old.html' title='deep thoughts from a 6 year old'/><author><name>Mama G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14818409988699706712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SV0M3QV2sbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/EnHQPkRN3ak/S220/December+08+363.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PpiD775LFCQ/TwZOkYMbruI/AAAAAAAABI4/5xgsGQDHiLA/s72-c/IMG_0468.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332907890278734581.post-7576090347877777553</id><published>2012-01-03T09:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T10:22:26.435-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Special Request</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I3tEj1UjcHA/TwNGmyw52gI/AAAAAAAABIs/FNu5XCSWVqA/s1600/ian%2Band%2Bhenry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I3tEj1UjcHA/TwNGmyw52gI/AAAAAAAABIs/FNu5XCSWVqA/s320/ian%2Band%2Bhenry.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693471986202302978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We begin this new year with burdened hearts. Our good friends' twin one year olds have been in the ICU since Christmas with pneumonia. One of them was released after a week and is greatly improved, but the other one is still battling for his life and undergoing some gnarly treatments in hopes to send this illness into remission. 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He still has a very low heartrate and some other heart issues, they will be doing another echocardiogram to determine function. They also will be doing, probably tomorrow, an MRI and spinal tap to look for any Central Nervous System evidence of HLH. They will be sending blood samples today for the genetic test, but it takes several weeks to receive the results. He gets his second round of chemotherapy today and another higher dose of steroids. They have begun some weaning of the drugs, but he is still very sedated since he is still on the ventilator. He is still very sick, but is no longer the sickest kid in the PICU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Treatment for Ian that we are getting right now is only to to suppress the life threatening inflammatory process that HLH triggers in response to the virus he caught. Remission is always temporary and the only way for him to be cured is to receive a &lt;span id="lw_1325612882_0"&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts"&gt;bone marrow transplant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Please pray fervently for this. From information that the hospital library provided to me on HLH, I read this morning that even with treatment, only 21-26% of patients with (the genetic) HLH survive 5 years. The only hope for a cure is a successful bone marrow transplant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=" ;color:black;" &gt; Joey and Caid went home to LA yesterday and will go back to work and school tomorrow. Please pray for Caid, since I think the family separation will be hardest on him. Please also pray that Henry will continue to get better and stay well. Additionally, please pray that Caid and Henry do not have HLH. They will likely be tested after we get Ian's results, but right now doctors don't know all of the genes that can carry the mutation, so the test really only carries weight if it is positive on the genes that they know about."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So friends, if you read this blog, we as that you would please, please pray for this family. Pray that Ian would be able to receive the treatments that he needs and that his tiny body would respond favorably to any treatments. Pray that Joey and Ginger (the parents) would know peace in their hearts as they make critical decisions regarding their son. Pray that their 6 year old son Caid would be able to deal with all of the turmoil in his life right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I will lift up my eyes to the mountains; From where shall my help come? My help &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-style: italic;"&gt;comes&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; from the L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;ORD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, Who made heaven and earth. He will not allow your foot to slip; He who keeps you will not slumber." Psalm 121:1-3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=" ;font-size:10pt;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=" mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:10.0pt;color:black;"   &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;; font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:7.5pt;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="mso-fareast-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:14.0pt;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&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/7332907890278734581-7576090347877777553?l=thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7576090347877777553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332907890278734581&amp;postID=7576090347877777553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/7576090347877777553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/7576090347877777553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/2012/01/special-request.html' title='A Special Request'/><author><name>Mama G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14818409988699706712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SV0M3QV2sbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/EnHQPkRN3ak/S220/December+08+363.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I3tEj1UjcHA/TwNGmyw52gI/AAAAAAAABIs/FNu5XCSWVqA/s72-c/ian%2Band%2Bhenry.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332907890278734581.post-3361758740738031862</id><published>2011-12-28T10:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T11:18:05.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We said "I Do" in 2002</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qzhb_zXBM_U/TvtnN9HtxJI/AAAAAAAABIg/Gh2eVnSIKeQ/s1600/11021269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qzhb_zXBM_U/TvtnN9HtxJI/AAAAAAAABIg/Gh2eVnSIKeQ/s400/11021269.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691256043555636370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; It's been a jam-packed 9 years.&lt;br /&gt;5 addresses&lt;br /&gt;4 kids&lt;br /&gt;10 jobs&lt;br /&gt;7 vehicles&lt;br /&gt;and lots and lots of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/7332907890278734581-3361758740738031862?l=thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3361758740738031862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332907890278734581&amp;postID=3361758740738031862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/3361758740738031862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/3361758740738031862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/2011/12/we-said-i-do-in-2002.html' title='We said &quot;I Do&quot; in 2002'/><author><name>Mama G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14818409988699706712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SV0M3QV2sbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/EnHQPkRN3ak/S220/December+08+363.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qzhb_zXBM_U/TvtnN9HtxJI/AAAAAAAABIg/Gh2eVnSIKeQ/s72-c/11021269.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332907890278734581.post-617473758293515729</id><published>2011-12-19T10:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T11:18:29.192-08:00</updated><title type='text'>9th Annual Christmas Costume Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's hard to believe that we've had 9 Christmas Costume Parties already! Even though planning a party with a 6-week-old isn't the smartest thing I've ever done, I'm glad we didn't forego the awesomeness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Host and hostess... the first year that I took the easy way out and dressed in a sweater instead of in a costume. The sweater was super awesome though so I didn't feel too bad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ErFehzc7uWM/Tu-IhO6rIWI/AAAAAAAABH8/Ytqmzhaypi8/s1600/IMG_0427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ErFehzc7uWM/Tu-IhO6rIWI/AAAAAAAABH8/Ytqmzhaypi8/s320/IMG_0427.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687914958913479010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Peng family, complete with their newly adopted daughter Lily!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KeoOD8vqWhY/Tu-Igz9xz9I/AAAAAAAABHw/ydiUQYNRLf4/s1600/IMG_0430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KeoOD8vqWhY/Tu-Igz9xz9I/AAAAAAAABHw/ydiUQYNRLf4/s320/IMG_0430.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687914951678742482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kirstie and Tony- man I wish this picture did Tony's sweater justice. It was THE UGLIEST THING I have ever seen!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9dFYGh-nQOM/Tu-IiJGGydI/AAAAAAAABII/43M5z-bknEE/s1600/IMG_0432.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9dFYGh-nQOM/Tu-IiJGGydI/AAAAAAAABII/43M5z-bknEE/s320/IMG_0432.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687914974530685394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Dowd family as "4 Calling Birds"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-otNu_sVRqzA/Tu-G2Y83n9I/AAAAAAAABHM/3p9sEzwiVGg/s1600/IMG_0422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-otNu_sVRqzA/Tu-G2Y83n9I/AAAAAAAABHM/3p9sEzwiVGg/s320/IMG_0422.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687913123361038290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How do you disguise a 8-month pregnant belly? Dress it up as a snowy hillside and call yourself Christmas Eve!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T6ql1Wc1ff4/Tu-G2NafgsI/AAAAAAAABHA/h-OR1X3Lphc/s1600/IMG_0421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T6ql1Wc1ff4/Tu-G2NafgsI/AAAAAAAABHA/h-OR1X3Lphc/s320/IMG_0421.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687913120264061634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sugerplum fairies were definitely a trend of the night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZsV-FqEFaXg/Tu-G3oOt2oI/AAAAAAAABHk/LHCtVe75jiM/s1600/IMG_0425.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZsV-FqEFaXg/Tu-G3oOt2oI/AAAAAAAABHk/LHCtVe75jiM/s320/IMG_0425.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687913144642296450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3 Little Kittens who lost their mittens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r6CvMqxZjIk/Tu-FrsZAmYI/AAAAAAAABGo/mQ-q2ZJPHBU/s1600/IMG_0418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r6CvMqxZjIk/Tu-FrsZAmYI/AAAAAAAABGo/mQ-q2ZJPHBU/s320/IMG_0418.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687911840089151874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In case you were wondering where I get my love for dressing up and having parties, look no further!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JWUcCw5deug/Tu-FsMsk_-I/AAAAAAAABG0/lz8xgrFoa-I/s1600/IMG_0420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JWUcCw5deug/Tu-FsMsk_-I/AAAAAAAABG0/lz8xgrFoa-I/s320/IMG_0420.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687911848761163746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arielle, Adrie, and the 2nd place winner, George!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x4DCGE60jTY/Tu-Fq91qEpI/AAAAAAAABGQ/u5wl5NwxSV0/s1600/IMG_0416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x4DCGE60jTY/Tu-Fq91qEpI/AAAAAAAABGQ/u5wl5NwxSV0/s320/IMG_0416.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687911827592843922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grand prize winner, Elijah the Shepherd!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V5lroeaFZfM/Tu-FrCdkfiI/AAAAAAAABGc/nKDBN_eP6ww/s1600/IMG_0417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V5lroeaFZfM/Tu-FrCdkfiI/AAAAAAAABGc/nKDBN_eP6ww/s320/IMG_0417.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687911828833992226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Of course there were lots and lots more festively dressed people that I didn't take pictures of. Oh well. Thanks for coming everyone! And if you didn't come this year, you DEFINITELY should come next time for the 10th annual!&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/7332907890278734581-617473758293515729?l=thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/617473758293515729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332907890278734581&amp;postID=617473758293515729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/617473758293515729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/617473758293515729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/2011/12/9th-annual-christmas-costume-party.html' title='9th Annual Christmas Costume Party'/><author><name>Mama G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14818409988699706712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SV0M3QV2sbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/EnHQPkRN3ak/S220/December+08+363.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ErFehzc7uWM/Tu-IhO6rIWI/AAAAAAAABH8/Ytqmzhaypi8/s72-c/IMG_0427.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332907890278734581.post-506386201923344937</id><published>2011-11-23T13:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T14:00:48.152-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today I am thankful for:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. a 15 year old niece who came to entertain my CRAZY children for 3 whole hours so that I could cook and do laundry in relative peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. clean sheets and a freshly made bed (see #1)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. being finished with my 7-year-old maternity clothes and being able to refill my closet with my regular clothes (see #1). it's like getting a whole new wardrobe without spending any money!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. fresh cranberry sauce (see #1)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. a sister-in-law who brought me a latte&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. a healthy, chubby-faced, good-sleeper baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. a husband who is willing to run to the store for me so that I don't have to change out of my pajamas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. a 6, 4, and 2-year-old who still take afternoon naps&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/7332907890278734581-506386201923344937?l=thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/506386201923344937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332907890278734581&amp;postID=506386201923344937' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/506386201923344937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/506386201923344937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/2011/11/thankful-today.html' title='Thankful Today'/><author><name>Mama G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14818409988699706712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SV0M3QV2sbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/EnHQPkRN3ak/S220/December+08+363.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332907890278734581.post-97747271366478229</id><published>2011-11-12T08:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T09:11:01.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Because all you really wanted was some pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a quick 4.5 hr labor, she's OUT!!!!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sut0F1RgY9k/Tr6m3b6Py8I/AAAAAAAABGE/CWFs7eORiXQ/s1600/IMG_0897.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sut0F1RgY9k/Tr6m3b6Py8I/AAAAAAAABGE/CWFs7eORiXQ/s320/IMG_0897.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674156051848481730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Proud Daddy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K-1RBBXBIRw/Tr6mUcrmydI/AAAAAAAABFg/hNTCEvY4KY8/s1600/IMG_0901.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K-1RBBXBIRw/Tr6mUcrmydI/AAAAAAAABFg/hNTCEvY4KY8/s320/IMG_0901.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674155450760088018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relieved, exhausted, happy mommy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0jE3GHuV0Wc/Tr6mUvwBdFI/AAAAAAAABFs/WwFlxjsudUY/s1600/IMG_0971.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0jE3GHuV0Wc/Tr6mUvwBdFI/AAAAAAAABFs/WwFlxjsudUY/s320/IMG_0971.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674155455878886482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What were we thinking?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eU06XKyZX-8/Tr6mUxqbzVI/AAAAAAAABF4/Gm9lTHAC6Z8/s1600/IMG_0942.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eU06XKyZX-8/Tr6mUxqbzVI/AAAAAAAABF4/Gm9lTHAC6Z8/s320/IMG_0942.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674155456392318290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Perfection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tajt_8IHoPE/Tr6lcirBq_I/AAAAAAAABE8/2UBihlPfYtQ/s1600/IMG_1002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tajt_8IHoPE/Tr6lcirBq_I/AAAAAAAABE8/2UBihlPfYtQ/s320/IMG_1002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674154490295593970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Let's just pretend that Landon's face doesn't make us all afraid for Stella's safety...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j2j9hZ-ufhk/Tr6lc4kDsMI/AAAAAAAABFI/0hifMw_XncM/s1600/IMG_1027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j2j9hZ-ufhk/Tr6lc4kDsMI/AAAAAAAABFI/0hifMw_XncM/s320/IMG_1027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674154496171946178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Landon is actually very gentle with her and LOOOOOVES giving her kisses and hugs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9k9_U8o7o6c/Tr6ldvOBjzI/AAAAAAAABFU/gakX4HtLVH4/s1600/IMG_1048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9k9_U8o7o6c/Tr6ldvOBjzI/AAAAAAAABFU/gakX4HtLVH4/s320/IMG_1048.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674154510843481906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She finally opened her eyes...late at night when everyone else was sleeping... I don't really blame her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZglzuAHPdFw/Tr6kb3N_JtI/AAAAAAAABEk/wssklG53rIw/s1600/IMG_1094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZglzuAHPdFw/Tr6kb3N_JtI/AAAAAAAABEk/wssklG53rIw/s320/IMG_1094.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674153379119441618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grady can literally sit with her for an hour straight, cuddling, singing... it's amazing to see how much he loves his baby sister!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TVMA3eWtKaM/Tr6kchYlSQI/AAAAAAAABEw/79JtgkViI88/s1600/IMG_1098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TVMA3eWtKaM/Tr6kchYlSQI/AAAAAAAABEw/79JtgkViI88/s320/IMG_1098.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674153390438172930" 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/7332907890278734581-97747271366478229?l=thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/97747271366478229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332907890278734581&amp;postID=97747271366478229' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/97747271366478229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/97747271366478229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/2011/11/because-all-you-really-wanted-was-some.html' title='Because all you really wanted was some pictures'/><author><name>Mama G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14818409988699706712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SV0M3QV2sbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/EnHQPkRN3ak/S220/December+08+363.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sut0F1RgY9k/Tr6m3b6Py8I/AAAAAAAABGE/CWFs7eORiXQ/s72-c/IMG_0897.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332907890278734581.post-3537989082868121470</id><published>2011-11-11T21:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T21:29:28.433-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Big News</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Somebody lost a tooth tonight....&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wHQt_ueLI3Q/Tr4CAs5-iMI/AAAAAAAABEM/Kk_B0R0z95Y/s1600/IMG_1104.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/-wHQt_ueLI3Q/Tr4CAs5-iMI/AAAAAAAABEM/Kk_B0R0z95Y/s400/IMG_1104.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673974791610992834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It had been loose for just over a week and she's been fretting over it, sleeping with a plastic baggie close by just in case it fell out when she's sleeping, wondering if it would hurt if she let her uncles pull it out for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well tonight, while she was in bed, she pulled it out all by herself. She came out to show us, smiling from ear to ear with a mouth full of blood [are they really supposed to bleed that much?].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is very excited and proud and said that she's not sleeping tonight because she's going to wait for the tooth fairy who she knows isn't real because there aren't real fairies but it's really just her parents pretending to be fairies.... yeah, yeah, yeah. Just try to enjoy the moment little girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. what are we supposed to do with her tooth? throw it away? keep it? save it for stem cell research?&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/7332907890278734581-3537989082868121470?l=thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3537989082868121470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332907890278734581&amp;postID=3537989082868121470' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/3537989082868121470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/3537989082868121470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/2011/11/big-news.html' title='Big News'/><author><name>Mama G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14818409988699706712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SV0M3QV2sbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/EnHQPkRN3ak/S220/December+08+363.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wHQt_ueLI3Q/Tr4CAs5-iMI/AAAAAAAABEM/Kk_B0R0z95Y/s72-c/IMG_1104.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332907890278734581.post-2145999883202558589</id><published>2011-11-09T20:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T20:30:49.277-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A most wonderful surprise</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dylan was working on fixing our leaky, squeaky kitchen faucet this morning and he looked out the window and said to me,&lt;br /&gt;"Oh look. Aunt Joy's here"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT!!!!!!! How can this be? She lives far, far, far away in New Mexico. She's not coming home until Christmas......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zKeOmcosjzg/TrtSVBomIJI/AAAAAAAABEA/SltkNc-dXWQ/s1600/IMG_1099.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/-zKeOmcosjzg/TrtSVBomIJI/AAAAAAAABEA/SltkNc-dXWQ/s400/IMG_1099.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673218676772708498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, I guess her plans changed :)&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/7332907890278734581-2145999883202558589?l=thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2145999883202558589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332907890278734581&amp;postID=2145999883202558589' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/2145999883202558589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/2145999883202558589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/2011/11/most-wonderful-surprise.html' title='A most wonderful surprise'/><author><name>Mama G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14818409988699706712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SV0M3QV2sbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/EnHQPkRN3ak/S220/December+08+363.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zKeOmcosjzg/TrtSVBomIJI/AAAAAAAABEA/SltkNc-dXWQ/s72-c/IMG_1099.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332907890278734581.post-6153910550815988850</id><published>2011-11-04T19:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T20:07:56.448-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stella June</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QsW1xInC0YI/TrSmpnuc09I/AAAAAAAABD0/HjlYSpyd440/s1600/IMG_0972.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/-QsW1xInC0YI/TrSmpnuc09I/AAAAAAAABD0/HjlYSpyd440/s400/IMG_0972.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671341064734954450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We are so happy to announce the arrival of Stella June!&lt;br /&gt;Born November 3, 2011 at 6:53am&lt;br /&gt;8lb 11oz, 21inches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma is ECSTATIC to have a baby sister. She said "Mom, God obeyed my prayers because I told him I wanted a baby sister and He gave me one."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grady is a very proud big brother and glows when he gets to hold her- until she starts crying. Then he pushes her away fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Landon loves having a real live baby doll to hold and poke. He points out all of her features (none too softly) and keeps smothering her with hugs and kisses. Thank God he's healthy right now or we'd have a major problem on our hands!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, Stella is one lucky baby girl to have so much sibling love surrounding her :)&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/7332907890278734581-6153910550815988850?l=thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6153910550815988850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332907890278734581&amp;postID=6153910550815988850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/6153910550815988850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/6153910550815988850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/2011/11/stella-june.html' title='Stella June'/><author><name>Mama G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14818409988699706712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SV0M3QV2sbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/EnHQPkRN3ak/S220/December+08+363.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QsW1xInC0YI/TrSmpnuc09I/AAAAAAAABD0/HjlYSpyd440/s72-c/IMG_0972.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332907890278734581.post-1381745791923212467</id><published>2011-10-31T20:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T21:04:13.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This year, because their mom is so un-festive, Emma and Grady took it upon themselves to create Halloween decorations and dress up our house. They raided my tissue paper stash and made super spooky bats and spiders and pumpkins and signs and then taped them up all over the front of our house:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IyAJIpp61Ug/Tq9qC9pEuaI/AAAAAAAABCs/xWyrIoYahBw/s1600/IMG_0825.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/-IyAJIpp61Ug/Tq9qC9pEuaI/AAAAAAAABCs/xWyrIoYahBw/s400/IMG_0825.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669867055021865378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-In9aZqrYpTg/Tq9qqjCKalI/AAAAAAAABDQ/WKv7ajazPCM/s1600/IMG_0826.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/-In9aZqrYpTg/Tq9qqjCKalI/AAAAAAAABDQ/WKv7ajazPCM/s400/IMG_0826.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669867735074105938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ryjvRbPTQGw/Tq9pl4kHiVI/AAAAAAAABCU/BZ5BrGcCelc/s1600/IMG_0855.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/-ryjvRbPTQGw/Tq9pl4kHiVI/AAAAAAAABCU/BZ5BrGcCelc/s400/IMG_0855.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669866555442694482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GlJW9oHTn88/Tq9qq2o9ywI/AAAAAAAABDc/Tob_sWdk-Mw/s1600/IMG_0836.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/-GlJW9oHTn88/Tq9qq2o9ywI/AAAAAAAABDc/Tob_sWdk-Mw/s400/IMG_0836.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669867740337130242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then, for the first time, they (Dylan) carved pumpkins:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CS8jFZCZk1I/Tq9qDMCWfHI/AAAAAAAABC4/iBsYicU5XEg/s1600/IMG_0843.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/-CS8jFZCZk1I/Tq9qDMCWfHI/AAAAAAAABC4/iBsYicU5XEg/s400/IMG_0843.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669867058885983346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-waOqFg3mUho/Tq9qDeG5YFI/AAAAAAAABDE/_gX-fTfWQrw/s1600/IMG_0844.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/-waOqFg3mUho/Tq9qDeG5YFI/AAAAAAAABDE/_gX-fTfWQrw/s400/IMG_0844.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669867063736885330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Is0tyiG23eU/Tq9plpIoAkI/AAAAAAAABCI/TOIRAMzX40M/s1600/IMG_0854.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/-Is0tyiG23eU/Tq9plpIoAkI/AAAAAAAABCI/TOIRAMzX40M/s400/IMG_0854.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669866551300850242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For trick-or-treating, Emma dressed up as a ladybug, Landon wore the monster/alien/bug costume that Grady refused to wear 2 years ago, and Grady was a pirate:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OJJI0Uyl-Is/Tq9pmsAC3uI/AAAAAAAABCg/Wcrymr-OgJ0/s1600/IMG_0862.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/-OJJI0Uyl-Is/Tq9pmsAC3uI/AAAAAAAABCg/Wcrymr-OgJ0/s400/IMG_0862.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669866569250037474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e8uH6tGW_as/Tq9pK4YP4yI/AAAAAAAABBw/Bp_DCvX3zOg/s1600/IMG_0877.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/-e8uH6tGW_as/Tq9pK4YP4yI/AAAAAAAABBw/Bp_DCvX3zOg/s400/IMG_0877.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669866091536442146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Landon really got into the whole trick-or-treating thing and promptly put every piece of candy he was handed straight into his mouth, wrapper and all&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uceeZSsYiBM/Tq9pKjtNQzI/AAAAAAAABBk/oJxpDB8eGA0/s1600/IMG_0872.JPG"&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jwxrDNIeJqA/Tq9sSJL2gcI/AAAAAAAABDo/e3Qvqfscj9M/s1600/IMG_0874.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/-jwxrDNIeJqA/Tq9sSJL2gcI/AAAAAAAABDo/e3Qvqfscj9M/s400/IMG_0874.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669869514841817538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Trick-or-treating is very much alive and well just down the street from our house. Literally hundreds of kids come out and the houses are super spooky and tricked out with all sorts of special effects. But NO ONE comes down our court because of the bend in the road and it's so dark. So, instead of buying a ton of candy that I would eat all by myself, I bought a box of real fruit fruit snacks to pass out. Yep, I'm &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; mom. And since no once came, my kids are stocked up with snacks that I'll actually let them eat- definitely one of my better ideas!&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/7332907890278734581-1381745791923212467?l=thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1381745791923212467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332907890278734581&amp;postID=1381745791923212467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/1381745791923212467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/1381745791923212467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/2011/10/halloween-2011.html' title='Halloween 2011'/><author><name>Mama G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14818409988699706712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SV0M3QV2sbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/EnHQPkRN3ak/S220/December+08+363.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IyAJIpp61Ug/Tq9qC9pEuaI/AAAAAAAABCs/xWyrIoYahBw/s72-c/IMG_0825.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332907890278734581.post-6495711106453899216</id><published>2011-10-28T09:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T09:22:13.077-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not cool raccoons</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Not cool at all...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P1UZJuJB-7g/TqrWDEsZw1I/AAAAAAAABBY/sJp01-Z81lM/s1600/IMG_0839.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/-P1UZJuJB-7g/TqrWDEsZw1I/AAAAAAAABBY/sJp01-Z81lM/s400/IMG_0839.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5668578429287121746" 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/7332907890278734581-6495711106453899216?l=thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6495711106453899216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332907890278734581&amp;postID=6495711106453899216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/6495711106453899216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/6495711106453899216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/2011/10/not-cool-racoons.html' title='Not cool raccoons'/><author><name>Mama G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14818409988699706712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SV0M3QV2sbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/EnHQPkRN3ak/S220/December+08+363.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P1UZJuJB-7g/TqrWDEsZw1I/AAAAAAAABBY/sJp01-Z81lM/s72-c/IMG_0839.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332907890278734581.post-5415861566376484090</id><published>2011-10-26T18:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T19:22:38.141-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Progress</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;5 years ago we sold our little 800 square foot house and bought this house. We loved the location. We loved the additional square footage. We loved gaining a second bathroom. We loved that Dylan could have an office at home. We loved that most of the interior had already been upgraded. And we loved the potential in our back yard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 years ago we began our back yard makeover by digging out part of our hillside and relocating our hot tub into the hill...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w64z_vrXtfs/Tqi9Cfa1jnI/AAAAAAAABAc/1gHgMrsbka4/s1600/October%2B09%2B060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w64z_vrXtfs/Tqi9Cfa1jnI/AAAAAAAABAc/1gHgMrsbka4/s320/October%2B09%2B060.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667987981537218162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2_s1UJqqBOA/Tqi9CF-lDhI/AAAAAAAABAQ/FB3tzP0EQHQ/s1600/October%2B09%2B340.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2_s1UJqqBOA/Tqi9CF-lDhI/AAAAAAAABAQ/FB3tzP0EQHQ/s320/October%2B09%2B340.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667987974707809810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One year ago we added a back patio and french doors that lead out to it...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pmqDPO7YA40/Tqi9C-cIBDI/AAAAAAAABAs/jXQyDuXtneM/s1600/September%2B%252710%2B193.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pmqDPO7YA40/Tqi9C-cIBDI/AAAAAAAABAs/jXQyDuXtneM/s320/September%2B%252710%2B193.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667987989864121394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, for the past few weeks we've been doing this:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DvgCL9cgBfU/Tqi-b059siI/AAAAAAAABA0/3MTg8NywWYc/s1600/IMG_0752.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DvgCL9cgBfU/Tqi-b059siI/AAAAAAAABA0/3MTg8NywWYc/s320/IMG_0752.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667989516313276962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L2KpAn7INW8/Tqi-cPDiZFI/AAAAAAAABBA/_CVi3WV7ZNI/s1600/IMG_0833.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L2KpAn7INW8/Tqi-cPDiZFI/AAAAAAAABBA/_CVi3WV7ZNI/s320/IMG_0833.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667989523332752466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-shheIBn7cxc/Tqi-clGeXjI/AAAAAAAABBM/nnmHaeVtM_0/s1600/IMG_0838.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-shheIBn7cxc/Tqi-clGeXjI/AAAAAAAABBM/nnmHaeVtM_0/s320/IMG_0838.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667989529250651698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are SO excited to now have irrigation and, as Emma calls it, "the green kind of grass" (ie. not the brownish kind that we've had for the past 5 years!)  in our backyard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 3 weeks when we're actually allowed to walk on it, I'll take some more pics and again someday when we have all of the borders planted. I just don't want to overwhelm y'all with more than one project competed per year ;)&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/7332907890278734581-5415861566376484090?l=thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5415861566376484090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332907890278734581&amp;postID=5415861566376484090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/5415861566376484090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/5415861566376484090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/2011/10/progress.html' title='Progress'/><author><name>Mama G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14818409988699706712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SV0M3QV2sbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/EnHQPkRN3ak/S220/December+08+363.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w64z_vrXtfs/Tqi9Cfa1jnI/AAAAAAAABAc/1gHgMrsbka4/s72-c/October%2B09%2B060.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332907890278734581.post-1142916581681160516</id><published>2011-10-24T18:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T19:07:47.278-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fall Edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's a photo recap of what we've been up to so far this fall....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Since Phil Collins isn't currently touring, I took Dylan to an Amy Grant/Michael W. Smith concert for his birthday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uDRC99ha9XY/TqYVJfvve3I/AAAAAAAAA_s/valhYmQ_8SU/s1600/IMG_0342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uDRC99ha9XY/TqYVJfvve3I/AAAAAAAAA_s/valhYmQ_8SU/s320/IMG_0342.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667240433977097074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grady turned 4 and had his first real party, complete with digging for buried treasure....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r6oGjPhEqZs/TqYVJ29hMQI/AAAAAAAAA_4/xGngQKd8lUQ/s1600/IMG_0683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r6oGjPhEqZs/TqYVJ29hMQI/AAAAAAAAA_4/xGngQKd8lUQ/s320/IMG_0683.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667240440208896258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went camping with some dear friends from Cal Poly....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b8HEQMtGRb4/TqYUGV4D2XI/AAAAAAAAA-k/EObxXR__uGg/s1600/IMG_0739.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b8HEQMtGRb4/TqYUGV4D2XI/AAAAAAAAA-k/EObxXR__uGg/s320/IMG_0739.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667239280276396402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Landon turned 2 and got his first set of wheels (he can &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;almost&lt;/span&gt; reach the pedals!)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BfDYdDGQCAw/TqYVJIxqAEI/AAAAAAAAA_g/m4PJ0rLIUOM/s1600/IMG_0356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BfDYdDGQCAw/TqYVJIxqAEI/AAAAAAAAA_g/m4PJ0rLIUOM/s320/IMG_0356.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667240427811110978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he moved into a big kid bed....&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3P2Kb4Bbjek/TqYUbdwzh7I/AAAAAAAAA-8/gR5i3g4zLxs/s1600/IMG_0349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3P2Kb4Bbjek/TqYUbdwzh7I/AAAAAAAAA-8/gR5i3g4zLxs/s320/IMG_0349.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667239643170703282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he started shaving....&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3ZkPwik27WY/TqYYNQJYKWI/AAAAAAAABAE/PzRJDnsBwUU/s1600/IMG_0357.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3ZkPwik27WY/TqYYNQJYKWI/AAAAAAAABAE/PzRJDnsBwUU/s320/IMG_0357.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667243797044013410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My great friend from childhood, Christen, got married....&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5TAZfGVfcVU/TqYUcC9BR7I/AAAAAAAAA_U/EjAzcGJ1QN8/s1600/IMG_0355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5TAZfGVfcVU/TqYUcC9BR7I/AAAAAAAAA_U/EjAzcGJ1QN8/s320/IMG_0355.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667239653154047922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our niece was a "real life" [homecoming] princess....&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tvK2ihJM9Gk/TqYUbRgaMWI/AAAAAAAAA_M/3z7YtKnTF2c/s1600/DSC_3637.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tvK2ihJM9Gk/TqYUbRgaMWI/AAAAAAAAA_M/3z7YtKnTF2c/s320/DSC_3637.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667239639880708450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I sent the kids into the backyard to burn off some energy and they created this super safe contraption....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QF86W5HxNG4/TqYUG3heBiI/AAAAAAAAA-0/Q4jcXOYqwP4/s1600/IMG_0749.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QF86W5HxNG4/TqYUG3heBiI/AAAAAAAAA-0/Q4jcXOYqwP4/s320/IMG_0749.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667239289308448290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(a plank, a slide, and a lawn chair turned into a bridge)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Mt. Diablo on a tarantula hunt....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AeCnEcQQBrw/TqYTmVmKOPI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/OaQDezSR8hA/s1600/IMG_0759.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AeCnEcQQBrw/TqYTmVmKOPI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/OaQDezSR8hA/s320/IMG_0759.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667238730445502706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dylan took us to work with him and we stopped at Stinson Beach for a little fun....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7wEqVXCwBLo/TqYTl5eYniI/AAAAAAAAA-M/SxSDECDnDt4/s1600/IMG_0799.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7wEqVXCwBLo/TqYTl5eYniI/AAAAAAAAA-M/SxSDECDnDt4/s320/IMG_0799.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667238722896698914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here I am, 38.5 weeks pregnant cooling off my swollen feet and hoping that this kid will come out SOON!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M8LwLKGM4L0/TqYTlmwOa5I/AAAAAAAAA-A/nDLUe8NmZuM/s1600/IMG_0816.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M8LwLKGM4L0/TqYTlmwOa5I/AAAAAAAAA-A/nDLUe8NmZuM/s320/IMG_0816.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667238717871254418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&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/7332907890278734581-1142916581681160516?l=thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1142916581681160516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332907890278734581&amp;postID=1142916581681160516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/1142916581681160516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/1142916581681160516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/2011/10/fall-edition.html' title='The Fall Edition'/><author><name>Mama G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14818409988699706712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SV0M3QV2sbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/EnHQPkRN3ak/S220/December+08+363.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uDRC99ha9XY/TqYVJfvve3I/AAAAAAAAA_s/valhYmQ_8SU/s72-c/IMG_0342.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332907890278734581.post-5436940085408033743</id><published>2011-10-20T12:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T13:06:14.057-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A real phone conversation I had today</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Terri Brown (the director of Grady's preschool): Hi Julie, this is Terri Brown calling from Grady's preschool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Oh, hi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terri: Don't worry. Grady's fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:.....uh.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terri: I just wanted to let you know that during class today they were talking about smooth versus rough and each student had a smooth rock to feel when they were talking about that. Well, his teachers were cleaning up and noticed that his rock was missing so they asked him about it and he said he swallowed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:.......uh........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terri: it was pretty small so it should pass on it's own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: well, that's, um,  good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terri: okay, well, I just wanted you to hear it from me before you came to pick him up after school and heard it from his teachers. I didn't want you to panic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Okay. Thanks for letting me know.&lt;br /&gt;&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/7332907890278734581-5436940085408033743?l=thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5436940085408033743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332907890278734581&amp;postID=5436940085408033743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/5436940085408033743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/5436940085408033743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/2011/10/real-phone-conversation-i-had-today.html' title='A real phone conversation I had today'/><author><name>Mama G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14818409988699706712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SV0M3QV2sbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/EnHQPkRN3ak/S220/December+08+363.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332907890278734581.post-6130949238167496462</id><published>2011-09-25T13:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T13:32:35.242-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Number 1 reason we need a bigger house</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt; 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font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;I just received this email from a good friend of one of our good friends:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;"I'm looking for an american family that would need an AU PAIR for 6 months from January to June 2012. I propose to take care of your children, and make the household chores in return could you lodge me and feed me ?!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT? Free childcare and housecleaning for 6 months? And someone to teach my children French? How is it that we don't have a fourth bedroom in our house?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-fareast-language: EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SA"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7332907890278734581-6130949238167496462?l=thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6130949238167496462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332907890278734581&amp;postID=6130949238167496462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/6130949238167496462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/6130949238167496462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/2011/09/number-1-reason-we-need-bigger-house.html' title='Number 1 reason we need a bigger house'/><author><name>Mama G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14818409988699706712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SV0M3QV2sbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/EnHQPkRN3ak/S220/December+08+363.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332907890278734581.post-4131483744834174856</id><published>2011-09-14T19:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T19:52:32.455-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lately</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There are approximately 8 weeks left of my final pregnancy and my brain is shot so I don't have much to say that will make sense. I supposed my brain will be like this for the next several months since after sleepless nights pregnant comes sleepless nights with baby, so you'll have to put up with photos without commentary for awhile. Thanks for understanding and if you're wondering what you can do to help- please stop by anytime with a vanilla latte or caramel macchiatto for me and some time to spend with my kids while I put my feet up for a while!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's some of what we've been up to lately:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Emma was in an 8 week ballet class and on the last day we got to go observe&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--DAQFOC-rU0/TnFdpygYiJI/AAAAAAAAA84/9OyVlUsaSpc/s1600/IMG_0282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--DAQFOC-rU0/TnFdpygYiJI/AAAAAAAAA84/9OyVlUsaSpc/s320/IMG_0282.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652401979840301202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma had her first soccer game of the season. Go Lightening Lady Bugs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yvpu6HhqeYQ/TnFimGkBduI/AAAAAAAAA9A/xIDogTKXuKc/s1600/IMG_0604.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yvpu6HhqeYQ/TnFimGkBduI/AAAAAAAAA9A/xIDogTKXuKc/s320/IMG_0604.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652407414062937826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Fairyland in Oakland for our first fieldtrip of the year&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MQ9r7ERC0Bw/TnFkWZymN7I/AAAAAAAAA9Q/D4lp5ux_4QE/s1600/IMG_0298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MQ9r7ERC0Bw/TnFkWZymN7I/AAAAAAAAA9Q/D4lp5ux_4QE/s320/IMG_0298.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652409343369689010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uXMXupCKtuE/TnFkVylhuMI/AAAAAAAAA9I/lxeroRfdX9c/s1600/IMG_0288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uXMXupCKtuE/TnFkVylhuMI/AAAAAAAAA9I/lxeroRfdX9c/s320/IMG_0288.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652409332845885634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We got to celebrate Dylan's grandpa's 87th birthday with him&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pnUIM4PmrlY/TnFnsGQ5_3I/AAAAAAAAA94/tIG5ucjv1Es/s1600/IMG_0618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pnUIM4PmrlY/TnFnsGQ5_3I/AAAAAAAAA94/tIG5ucjv1Es/s320/IMG_0618.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652413014620110706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Grady started preschool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iw-oLUKE8sk/TnFk9uHEp_I/AAAAAAAAA9g/cyLR7Ce_Yv8/s1600/IMG_0651.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iw-oLUKE8sk/TnFk9uHEp_I/AAAAAAAAA9g/cyLR7Ce_Yv8/s320/IMG_0651.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652410018839177202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dylan has been teaching Landon how to longboard&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NFpUh_C8Hg8/TnFlT-rkpGI/AAAAAAAAA9o/ve8gPmaT37A/s1600/IMG_0639.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NFpUh_C8Hg8/TnFlT-rkpGI/AAAAAAAAA9o/ve8gPmaT37A/s320/IMG_0639.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652410401244357730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Dylan got to utilize his newly (almost) organized garage and tools to build something for his wife. Lucky him!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1oPHz3Mkw0Y/TnFl2SaSEmI/AAAAAAAAA9w/iInTqFgV30U/s1600/IMG_0329.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1oPHz3Mkw0Y/TnFl2SaSEmI/AAAAAAAAA9w/iInTqFgV30U/s320/IMG_0329.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652410990656098914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(a buffet/potting bench/toy storage for our patio)&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/7332907890278734581-4131483744834174856?l=thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4131483744834174856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332907890278734581&amp;postID=4131483744834174856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/4131483744834174856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/4131483744834174856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/2011/09/lately.html' title='Lately'/><author><name>Mama G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14818409988699706712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SV0M3QV2sbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/EnHQPkRN3ak/S220/December+08+363.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--DAQFOC-rU0/TnFdpygYiJI/AAAAAAAAA84/9OyVlUsaSpc/s72-c/IMG_0282.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332907890278734581.post-8389439897819877764</id><published>2011-08-29T11:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T12:53:28.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Grade</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Somehow, someway, my itty bitty little girl grew up and she is now old enough to be a first grader. WHAT?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're homeschooling again this year and I am determined to be a bit more consistent this year with our schedule- mostly because our dear Emma thrives on schedules and order- and so, today for our first day, I had a color coded pocket chart filled out with all the different things that we needed to do. She LOVED it! Aside from being more consistent, I'm also determined to be done with "school" by 10am. I mean really, what does a first grader need to learn that takes more than a few hours a day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here's a few pictures from our first day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6GYXj8QjLl0/TlvbICAvK_I/AAAAAAAAA8g/ZGKVMAyzfAg/s1600/IMG_0605.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6GYXj8QjLl0/TlvbICAvK_I/AAAAAAAAA8g/ZGKVMAyzfAg/s320/IMG_0605.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646347488864447474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(she insisted on holding a My Little Pony along with her sign)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M58li5k9uwU/TlvbIZ-DWEI/AAAAAAAAA8o/7T23wKoFvak/s1600/IMG_0612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M58li5k9uwU/TlvbIZ-DWEI/AAAAAAAAA8o/7T23wKoFvak/s320/IMG_0612.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646347495295637570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(decorating her journal for the year with lots of flair!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, the boys were busy building an awesome tower:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xtGHaVMkS0I/TlvbHwc-OhI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/HaTrhVE7bZ8/s1600/IMG_0264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xtGHaVMkS0I/TlvbHwc-OhI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/HaTrhVE7bZ8/s320/IMG_0264.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646347484151036434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Grady drew her a picture of a princess mermaid and dictated what dot letters he wanted me to put on the card for his sister:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uVrfVIA3gbE/TlvbHfswRtI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/Idrvg6gV0P4/s1600/IMG_0266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uVrfVIA3gbE/TlvbHfswRtI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/Idrvg6gV0P4/s320/IMG_0266.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646347479653828306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(the large circles are the shoulders and knees. the words he wrote: "I love you. You're going to have fun in first grade." my heart is melting!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our school work was done, Emma was having so much fun that she insisted on practicing her piano. I know that it's just a freak occurrence that she's all excited about school and all, but hey, I'm not gonna complain!&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/7332907890278734581-8389439897819877764?l=thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8389439897819877764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332907890278734581&amp;postID=8389439897819877764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/8389439897819877764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/8389439897819877764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/2011/08/first-grade.html' title='First Grade'/><author><name>Mama G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14818409988699706712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SV0M3QV2sbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/EnHQPkRN3ak/S220/December+08+363.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6GYXj8QjLl0/TlvbICAvK_I/AAAAAAAAA8g/ZGKVMAyzfAg/s72-c/IMG_0605.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332907890278734581.post-7490180331746096957</id><published>2011-08-15T15:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T15:59:46.365-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Squirrels</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Um, is it just me or is this picture totally disturbing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EryufjpY50Y/Tkmjnt7wAuI/AAAAAAAAA8I/40_YQ4f3QOU/s1600/IMG_0243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EryufjpY50Y/Tkmjnt7wAuI/AAAAAAAAA8I/40_YQ4f3QOU/s400/IMG_0243.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641219910998688482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the squirrels around here think they can just lounge around all day. (Yes, it is still alive)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone have a dog we could borrow? Or a pellet gun?&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/7332907890278734581-7490180331746096957?l=thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7490180331746096957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332907890278734581&amp;postID=7490180331746096957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/7490180331746096957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/7490180331746096957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/2011/08/squirrels.html' title='Squirrels'/><author><name>Mama G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14818409988699706712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SV0M3QV2sbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/EnHQPkRN3ak/S220/December+08+363.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EryufjpY50Y/Tkmjnt7wAuI/AAAAAAAAA8I/40_YQ4f3QOU/s72-c/IMG_0243.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332907890278734581.post-1805750453450803884</id><published>2011-08-14T19:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T19:59:07.734-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not quite 4....</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grady's 4th birthday is still more than a month away, but he decided that he was big enough to ride his bike without training wheels. So off to the park he and Dylan went to attempt this feat on a softer surface than the asphalt on our street. Well, after one push, off he went and he hasn't stopped since! After the park he came home and did hundreds of laps around our cul-de-sac, this morning his dad took him on a ride around our neighborhood, and this afternoon he's been bombing up and down our neighbors' driveways for hours. Needless to say, he's pretty proud of himself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oixElsFI2iI/TkiCmSNtYQI/AAAAAAAAA7w/k5eKIxE3pTM/s1600/IMG_0241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oixElsFI2iI/TkiCmSNtYQI/AAAAAAAAA7w/k5eKIxE3pTM/s400/IMG_0241.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640902127517524226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Yt3DHjX6N7I/TkiLWuX_BiI/AAAAAAAAA74/Jlz8UVwiU0Q/s1600/IMG_0239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Yt3DHjX6N7I/TkiLWuX_BiI/AAAAAAAAA74/Jlz8UVwiU0Q/s400/IMG_0239.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640911755803559458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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/7332907890278734581-1805750453450803884?l=thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1805750453450803884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332907890278734581&amp;postID=1805750453450803884' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/1805750453450803884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/1805750453450803884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/2011/08/not-quite-4.html' title='Not quite 4....'/><author><name>Mama G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14818409988699706712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SV0M3QV2sbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/EnHQPkRN3ak/S220/December+08+363.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oixElsFI2iI/TkiCmSNtYQI/AAAAAAAAA7w/k5eKIxE3pTM/s72-c/IMG_0241.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332907890278734581.post-8646594965415890074</id><published>2011-08-10T10:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T10:18:46.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>well, that was worth it....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WlDX2bAP_Bs/TkK8aim9fzI/AAAAAAAAA7o/EaQCHZ1htrE/s1600/IMG_0234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WlDX2bAP_Bs/TkK8aim9fzI/AAAAAAAAA7o/EaQCHZ1htrE/s400/IMG_0234.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639276847574122290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 hours of my time + 1.5 hours of travel to drop off &amp;amp; pick up my kids + countless hours of anxiety &amp;amp; lack of sleep = $16.36. awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7332907890278734581-8646594965415890074?l=thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8646594965415890074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332907890278734581&amp;postID=8646594965415890074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/8646594965415890074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/8646594965415890074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/2011/08/well-that-was-worth-it.html' title='well, that was worth it....'/><author><name>Mama G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14818409988699706712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SV0M3QV2sbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/EnHQPkRN3ak/S220/December+08+363.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WlDX2bAP_Bs/TkK8aim9fzI/AAAAAAAAA7o/EaQCHZ1htrE/s72-c/IMG_0234.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332907890278734581.post-8435595974141536937</id><published>2011-08-09T10:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T14:05:04.339-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tahoe or bust....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We have been blessed with some amazing friends whose amazing parents own an amazing home in Tahoe. We've had the privilege of an invitation to this house a handful of times in the winter, but this past weekend, we got to go and do the summer thing. And in the words of Emma, "being here in the summer is WAY better than coming in the winter when it's cold and snowy and all you can do is sled." So there you have it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The highlight of the weekend according to Emma and Grady: going on the "motor boat." Seriously, I don't think I've ever seen Emma so happy. And once Grady stopped crying &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;inconsolably&lt;/span&gt; because his dad fell off the tube in the "really really deep end" of Lake Tahoe, he ended up loving it too! Landon took a nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AW-9fEjwAo0/TkGa7TRaAOI/AAAAAAAAA7I/6-Hzq6FeAxI/s1600/IMG_0226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AW-9fEjwAo0/TkGa7TRaAOI/AAAAAAAAA7I/6-Hzq6FeAxI/s320/IMG_0226.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638958552020812002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6kd27h_YIM0/TkGa7hfN85I/AAAAAAAAA7Q/iV_qKRHWWnI/s1600/IMG_0225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6kd27h_YIM0/TkGa7hfN85I/AAAAAAAAA7Q/iV_qKRHWWnI/s320/IMG_0225.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638958555836838802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5l6Vx3Inlw8/TkGa72XytWI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/41Ze6dsecqs/s1600/IMG_0221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5l6Vx3Inlw8/TkGa72XytWI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/41Ze6dsecqs/s320/IMG_0221.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638958561442837858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The highlight of the weekend according to the grownups was rafting the Truckee river. 4 adults, 5 kids, a big raft, perfect weather...... it was so. much. fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yfXY1cvL3w0/TkGa7FfikHI/AAAAAAAAA7A/0V0SDpLaDFY/s1600/IMG_0231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yfXY1cvL3w0/TkGa7FfikHI/AAAAAAAAA7A/0V0SDpLaDFY/s320/IMG_0231.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638958548321996914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also swam in Donner Lake,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sa0uSvKt3sM/TkGbUtQSEYI/AAAAAAAAA7g/yuzRjF9sCDY/s1600/IMG_0229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sa0uSvKt3sM/TkGbUtQSEYI/AAAAAAAAA7g/yuzRjF9sCDY/s320/IMG_0229.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638958988492149122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Dowds minus Kira plus Emma and Grady)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and just loved spending some quality time with our friends. Thanks for having us Dowd family!&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/7332907890278734581-8435595974141536937?l=thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8435595974141536937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332907890278734581&amp;postID=8435595974141536937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/8435595974141536937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/8435595974141536937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/2011/08/tahoe-or-bust.html' title='Tahoe or bust....'/><author><name>Mama G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14818409988699706712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SV0M3QV2sbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/EnHQPkRN3ak/S220/December+08+363.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AW-9fEjwAo0/TkGa7TRaAOI/AAAAAAAAA7I/6-Hzq6FeAxI/s72-c/IMG_0226.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332907890278734581.post-5032187905131109865</id><published>2011-08-02T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T21:11:55.429-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You know you're old when....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;you're forced to choose between your shoes and your back. I had to choose in favor of my back this week and now am a proud(?) owner of a pair of &lt;a href="http://www.zappos.com/birkenstock-adria-midnight-nubuck"&gt;Birkenstocks&lt;/a&gt;. And you know what? Since I've been wearing them all day, tonight is the first night in a few weeks that my back is not in excruciating pain. So yes, I'd say that the trade-off between fashion and function was definitely worth it.... this time :)  I still hold out hope that once I get rid of this extra 30 or so pounds that are hanging off the front of me and throwing my body out of balance that I can go back to my good ol' &lt;a href="http://islandsurf.com/islandsurf/page/product/sku/302ALTSW_%7CD%7C_P/p/Womens-Premier-Leather-Double-Stack-Wide-Strap.html?Brand=Rainbow-Sandals&amp;amp;pageSize=40%3Faf_id%3D105&amp;amp;gclid=CM_3pYefsqoCFRNjgwodkFFe8Q"&gt;Rainbows&lt;/a&gt;, but if not, well, at least my back-friendly shoes go well with the wirey gray strands that have been popping straight of the part in my hair lately.&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/7332907890278734581-5032187905131109865?l=thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5032187905131109865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332907890278734581&amp;postID=5032187905131109865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/5032187905131109865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/5032187905131109865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/2011/08/you-know-youre-old-when.html' title='You know you&apos;re old when....'/><author><name>Mama G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14818409988699706712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SV0M3QV2sbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/EnHQPkRN3ak/S220/December+08+363.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332907890278734581.post-196763522571807422</id><published>2011-08-01T14:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T15:14:23.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Since May</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, since it's now August, I guess you probably wonder what we've been up to this summer. Just admit it, you're dying to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In May, this little girl turned 6:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6wgJKbRXRRk/TjcbfVtgQeI/AAAAAAAAA4M/qTKWMDwXwFM/s1600/IMG_0150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6wgJKbRXRRk/TjcbfVtgQeI/AAAAAAAAA4M/qTKWMDwXwFM/s320/IMG_0150.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636003683895362018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had a chance to stay at my aunt's HB house one last time before she sells it:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-04KcSA8fWAw/TjccSYdzEKI/AAAAAAAAA4U/_YdfRxYiQ2o/s1600/071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-04KcSA8fWAw/TjccSYdzEKI/AAAAAAAAA4U/_YdfRxYiQ2o/s320/071.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636004560808120482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s6TazdrDMLk/TjccSpHbyAI/AAAAAAAAA4c/q3XwPYNkFYk/s1600/060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s6TazdrDMLk/TjccSpHbyAI/AAAAAAAAA4c/q3XwPYNkFYk/s320/060.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636004565277722626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TyiEEcPWYpc/TjccS2_sN0I/AAAAAAAAA4k/DE6jUQvW_uY/s1600/068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TyiEEcPWYpc/TjccS2_sN0I/AAAAAAAAA4k/DE6jUQvW_uY/s320/068.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636004569003341634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we hung out at the Concord Airport because that place is awesome:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HtVUbLI9afw/Tjccsvy1JVI/AAAAAAAAA4s/0DEi_wbSfuc/s1600/048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HtVUbLI9afw/Tjccsvy1JVI/AAAAAAAAA4s/0DEi_wbSfuc/s320/048.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636005013746951506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In June, we overpacked and went camping for 5 days:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JLysZjW-bYA/TjcdffDfyqI/AAAAAAAAA40/FlrEP28rl-c/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JLysZjW-bYA/TjcdffDfyqI/AAAAAAAAA40/FlrEP28rl-c/s320/001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636005885426780834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--JW5_vMHse0/Tjcdf_fncsI/AAAAAAAAA48/7LQkErj7WtY/s1600/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--JW5_vMHse0/Tjcdf_fncsI/AAAAAAAAA48/7LQkErj7WtY/s320/013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636005894134657730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NnhUf3P9sf4/TjcdgfVVeaI/AAAAAAAAA5M/2QpeIrQypwM/s1600/039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NnhUf3P9sf4/TjcdgfVVeaI/AAAAAAAAA5M/2QpeIrQypwM/s320/039.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636005902681471394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eSQVlSiJWGk/TjcdgMfPEuI/AAAAAAAAA5E/Y1wp33PhYBw/s1600/152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eSQVlSiJWGk/TjcdgMfPEuI/AAAAAAAAA5E/Y1wp33PhYBw/s320/152.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636005897622721250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our kids went on their first BART trip:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z6krtLSCjpU/TjcehnLdNWI/AAAAAAAAA5c/-iymFHdY8F4/s1600/111%2B%25282%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z6krtLSCjpU/TjcehnLdNWI/AAAAAAAAA5c/-iymFHdY8F4/s320/111%2B%25282%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636007021479015778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I ran away for a few nights and drank a really big latte:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FsVp8CGUF3w/TjcehUzVwuI/AAAAAAAAA5U/K95tQMB-G-w/s1600/090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FsVp8CGUF3w/TjcehUzVwuI/AAAAAAAAA5U/K95tQMB-G-w/s320/090.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636007016546026210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In July, my kids super-cooperated for a 4th of July photoshoot:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IkUz09ER7T8/TjcfcP7RvnI/AAAAAAAAA5k/NuRKwf7bXoU/s1600/IMG_0485.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IkUz09ER7T8/TjcfcP7RvnI/AAAAAAAAA5k/NuRKwf7bXoU/s320/IMG_0485.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636008028849421938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k5ca9Qy72CQ/TjcfcWIJdhI/AAAAAAAAA5s/n0AbQxDNWiY/s1600/IMG_0470.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k5ca9Qy72CQ/TjcfcWIJdhI/AAAAAAAAA5s/n0AbQxDNWiY/s320/IMG_0470.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636008030514017810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cV0pqpK9YgE/Tjckxgn-asI/AAAAAAAAA60/UIcNM0CNgY4/s1600/IMG_0466.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cV0pqpK9YgE/Tjckxgn-asI/AAAAAAAAA60/UIcNM0CNgY4/s320/IMG_0466.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636013891667258050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma started ballet class and taught her brothers everything she knows:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4Rf5tiyv85Q/TjcfclerlSI/AAAAAAAAA50/YTsSuSM9T1k/s1600/IMG_0516.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4Rf5tiyv85Q/TjcfclerlSI/AAAAAAAAA50/YTsSuSM9T1k/s320/IMG_0516.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636008034635060514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to Lake Arrowhead for a church retreat:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0LcBRvNtvdo/TjciWiziFvI/AAAAAAAAA58/JFE9uNC-PZA/s1600/IMG_0210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0LcBRvNtvdo/TjciWiziFvI/AAAAAAAAA58/JFE9uNC-PZA/s320/IMG_0210.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636011229372880626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the kids had a mud fight:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jBzWUnMqTJw/TjciWwPDsvI/AAAAAAAAA6E/hXNgqWVBL0s/s1600/IMG_0207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jBzWUnMqTJw/TjciWwPDsvI/AAAAAAAAA6E/hXNgqWVBL0s/s320/IMG_0207.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636011232977990386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to Six Flags Discovery Kingdom:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qa2Wo4cSabU/TjcjizVfFRI/AAAAAAAAA6U/G6ACtll3vWE/s1600/IMG_0199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qa2Wo4cSabU/TjcjizVfFRI/AAAAAAAAA6U/G6ACtll3vWE/s320/IMG_0199.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636012539480315154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D8soyF8WBSI/TjcjjOTFLXI/AAAAAAAAA6c/cToDO5aT8ms/s1600/IMG_0201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D8soyF8WBSI/TjcjjOTFLXI/AAAAAAAAA6c/cToDO5aT8ms/s320/IMG_0201.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636012546717986162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Landon learned how to fend for himself:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bLSSaWv0T3w/TjcjjRcdbnI/AAAAAAAAA6k/fl5of0DuiIY/s1600/IMG_0208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bLSSaWv0T3w/TjcjjRcdbnI/AAAAAAAAA6k/fl5of0DuiIY/s320/IMG_0208.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636012547562630770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the kids had swim lessons, and soccer class, and I had jury duty, turned 30, and found a gray hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you have it! We hope you've been having a great summer too!&lt;br /&gt;&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/7332907890278734581-196763522571807422?l=thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/196763522571807422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332907890278734581&amp;postID=196763522571807422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/196763522571807422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/196763522571807422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/2011/08/since-may.html' title='Since May'/><author><name>Mama G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14818409988699706712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SV0M3QV2sbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/EnHQPkRN3ak/S220/December+08+363.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6wgJKbRXRRk/TjcbfVtgQeI/AAAAAAAAA4M/qTKWMDwXwFM/s72-c/IMG_0150.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332907890278734581.post-5701225785386190720</id><published>2011-07-15T15:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-15T15:11:23.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How to make a pregnant lady really cry</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2 words:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jury Duty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more commentary to follow once I dry my eyes and stop feeling sorry for myself, and once i go back AGAIN in august for another waste of my time because apparently the judge doesn't care that i am a stay at home mom who doesn't have days on end to waste sitting around at the court house and would only give me a deferment instead of an excuse after i spent a day and a half serving my duty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and please, if you are ever planning on getting a DUI, please don't because i (and lots of other people) don't want to be summoned for your trial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you.&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/7332907890278734581-5701225785386190720?l=thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5701225785386190720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332907890278734581&amp;postID=5701225785386190720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/5701225785386190720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/5701225785386190720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/2011/07/how-to-make-pregnant-lady-really-cry.html' title='How to make a pregnant lady really cry'/><author><name>Mama G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14818409988699706712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SV0M3QV2sbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/EnHQPkRN3ak/S220/December+08+363.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332907890278734581.post-7067595878056759075</id><published>2011-07-02T20:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T20:46:31.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How to make a pregnant lady almost cry</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Take her order at Starbucks and then start to make it and then forget all about it when a skinny, non-pregnant, non-bloated, non-almost-30-year-old who actually did her hair and makeup today walks in to order a cup of ice for her bottled water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then when the pregnant lady finally asks if you've made her drink yet, find it on your counter and add extra ice because the ice in her drink had already started to melt because you took so long to get it to her. Because watered down coffee drinks are oh so satisfying and just what she wanted. Not!&lt;br /&gt;&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/7332907890278734581-7067595878056759075?l=thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7067595878056759075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332907890278734581&amp;postID=7067595878056759075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/7067595878056759075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/7067595878056759075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/2011/07/how-to-make-pregnant-lady-almost-cry.html' title='How to make a pregnant lady almost cry'/><author><name>Mama G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14818409988699706712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SV0M3QV2sbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/EnHQPkRN3ak/S220/December+08+363.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332907890278734581.post-1327979977789640869</id><published>2011-07-02T20:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T20:47:14.622-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One reason why I love America.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Because we take such good care of our people:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wbny9yUeVMI/Tg_g-21tCOI/AAAAAAAAA4E/ISDdSeJBEOo/s1600/photo%2B%25282%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wbny9yUeVMI/Tg_g-21tCOI/AAAAAAAAA4E/ISDdSeJBEOo/s400/photo%2B%25282%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624961830086314210" border="0" /&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/7332907890278734581-1327979977789640869?l=thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1327979977789640869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332907890278734581&amp;postID=1327979977789640869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/1327979977789640869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/1327979977789640869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/2011/07/one-reason-why-i-love-america.html' title='One reason why I love America.....'/><author><name>Mama G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14818409988699706712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SV0M3QV2sbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/EnHQPkRN3ak/S220/December+08+363.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wbny9yUeVMI/Tg_g-21tCOI/AAAAAAAAA4E/ISDdSeJBEOo/s72-c/photo%2B%25282%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332907890278734581.post-1232441381450447539</id><published>2011-05-23T18:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T19:59:50.884-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life After Death</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our Grandma Phyllis passed away peacefully last week. She lived with us for almost 3 years and even though we have been preparing our kids for the inevitability of this, we have been concerned that this major change in our household and lives would really upset them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, these are their reactions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grady: "Dear Jesus, please help me to be a good boy today and please help Jesus to help Grandma have a nice time in Heaven. Amen."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma: "Mom. Can we eat outside for dinner tonight because we usually can't because Grandma is here and it's too cold for her to eat outside but since she died and is in Heaven she won't be too cold and we can eat outside. Please?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and "Mom. I'm really, really, really glad that Grandma is in Heaven because she loved God and now she doesn't have to be really old and sick anymore."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, I guess their mourning has been a bit less traumatic than we thought it would be. Oh to have such peace like a child!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;{one of the ways that we prepared our kids (mostly emma) was by reading a little book called "What happens When We Die?" published by Moody Press. it's a very matter-of-fact yet comforting book about a child's reaction and questions when a bird dies. I would recommend having a copy around the house if you have kids}&lt;/span&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/7332907890278734581-1232441381450447539?l=thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1232441381450447539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332907890278734581&amp;postID=1232441381450447539' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/1232441381450447539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/1232441381450447539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/2011/05/life-after-death.html' title='Life After Death'/><author><name>Mama G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14818409988699706712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SV0M3QV2sbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/EnHQPkRN3ak/S220/December+08+363.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332907890278734581.post-6539585975332557372</id><published>2011-05-19T15:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T15:43:14.347-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The science fair won't even know what hit it.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mDBfkHVQ6R8/TdWc8nlkoBI/AAAAAAAAA3w/ULCn6SLFShM/s1600/IMG_0155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mDBfkHVQ6R8/TdWc8nlkoBI/AAAAAAAAA3w/ULCn6SLFShM/s400/IMG_0155.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608561476192477202" 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/7332907890278734581-6539585975332557372?l=thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6539585975332557372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332907890278734581&amp;postID=6539585975332557372' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/6539585975332557372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/6539585975332557372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/2011/05/science-fair-wont-even-know-what-hit-it.html' title='The science fair won&apos;t even know what hit it.....'/><author><name>Mama G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14818409988699706712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SV0M3QV2sbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/EnHQPkRN3ak/S220/December+08+363.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mDBfkHVQ6R8/TdWc8nlkoBI/AAAAAAAAA3w/ULCn6SLFShM/s72-c/IMG_0155.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332907890278734581.post-2944990080438888431</id><published>2011-05-06T19:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T20:24:36.242-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why we plant a garden</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jZxcpdeSg_E/TcS4sl2VSOI/AAAAAAAAA3g/z9r1O8G3FVM/s1600/IMG_0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jZxcpdeSg_E/TcS4sl2VSOI/AAAAAAAAA3g/z9r1O8G3FVM/s320/IMG_0002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603806912569493730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We plant a garden because our 3.6 year old boy will eat anything that grows. Seriously, if it is in a garden, ripe or not, he will pick it and eat it. Lettuce, kale, chard, radishes, tomatoes, strawberries, cucumbers, hot peppers, onions... you get the idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was hungry before bed tonight so I said he could eat more lettuce that we picked today, so after he brushed his teeth he stuffed a handful of lettuce in his mouth and climbed into bed. Weird? Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day Emma and I went to the farmer's market and I bought a bunch of radishes as a surprise treat for Grady. He was SO excited and promptly went to work eating through the bunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Often times when I'm chopping onions for dinner, he'll reach up onto the counter and help himself to a handful of raw onions as a snack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight (and most nights) he'll announce that he doesn't like the dinner that I made. So I've learned that if I explain the ingredients that are in it, he'll usually end up eating it and enjoying it. But when that fails, I'm not above using a little good old fashioned bribery:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grady- "Noooooo, I don't like this. It is not my favorite dinner. It will NOT make me strong!"&lt;br /&gt;Me- "Well, if you don't eat it, you won't get any artichoke.&lt;br /&gt;Grady- "I don't want any noodles. They're mushy"&lt;br /&gt;Me- "You have to eat them if you want any artichoke"&lt;br /&gt;Grady- "I want the heart part. With barbecue sauce*."&lt;br /&gt;Me- "Sure. You can have as much artichoke as you want if you eat your dinner first."&lt;br /&gt;Grady- silently stuffing his face with dinner....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*And yes, I know that barbecue sauce isn't a normal accompaniment to artichokes, but that and Italian salad dressings are the only condiments that his dad will eat so they're the only condiments that Grady will trust.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/7332907890278734581-2944990080438888431?l=thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2944990080438888431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332907890278734581&amp;postID=2944990080438888431' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/2944990080438888431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/2944990080438888431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/2011/05/why-we-plant-garden.html' title='Why we plant a garden'/><author><name>Mama G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14818409988699706712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SV0M3QV2sbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/EnHQPkRN3ak/S220/December+08+363.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jZxcpdeSg_E/TcS4sl2VSOI/AAAAAAAAA3g/z9r1O8G3FVM/s72-c/IMG_0002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332907890278734581.post-6998544071867284033</id><published>2011-05-05T08:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-05T09:14:10.477-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cinco de Mayo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lest you think we've fallen off the face of the planet, I'm here to assure you that quite the opposite has happened. We've been swallowed whole by life and all my energies are being spent elsewhere. But, here we are on this very important National holiday and I thought I'd celebrate by sharing 5 fun facts with you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. 6 years ago I was pregnant with a baby girl. I was really hoping that she would be born on 5 de Mayo so her birthday could be 5-5-05. She didn't oblige but I love her anyway. And in 11 days, she'll be 6!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Yesterday one of my best friends in the whole world woke up in excruciating pain and had to go to the hospital for an emergency surgery. Thankfully, I just happened to be home at 7am when they called and asked if I could watch their two girls indefinitely. So, I have 5 kids right now. (Their mom is better now and coming home from the hospital today).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Last night when I was attempting to feed 5 kids dinner, the firetrucks and paramedics showed up to our house again. I wonder what they thought about the pregnant lady who followed her 5 kids out to take a picture with them!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. We have been raising 5 baby caterpillars for the last several weeks. About a week ago, they formed into chrysalises and today, the first one emerged as a butterfly. Pretty awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. We have approximately 5 weeks left in our first year of homeschooling. And we survived. And Emma still loves me. And we're gonna try it again next year. Phew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!Feliz Cinco de Mayo!&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/7332907890278734581-6998544071867284033?l=thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6998544071867284033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332907890278734581&amp;postID=6998544071867284033' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/6998544071867284033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/6998544071867284033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/2011/05/cinco-de-mayo.html' title='Cinco de Mayo'/><author><name>Mama G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14818409988699706712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SV0M3QV2sbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/EnHQPkRN3ak/S220/December+08+363.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332907890278734581.post-9094111998305381960</id><published>2011-04-21T13:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T13:52:18.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How to make my day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tell me that I'm 6 days farther along in my pregnancy than I thought I was. As in, I'm one week closer to being done with 24hr nausea. And one week closer to not ever being pregnant again. Oh, and of course, one week closer to meeting my fourth (and final) child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, you didn't know I was pregnant? Well, the cat's out of the bag now. Gonsalves baby number 4(!!!!!!!!!!!!!!) is coming sometime early in November.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Lucky for you, you don't need to worry about calling me crazy, because that's already been established in several of my earlier posts.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And let me tell you- my kids are EXCITED about having another sibling, although Emma is a bit concerned that all of the names have already been taken so our baby won't have a name. Grady tried to quenched that concern when he decided that we'd call it "Baby Lying in a Manger" (since I told him that we wouldn't be calling it Baby Jesus.) And Landon, well, he doesn't really care- though I'm sure he will once he's bumped out of the baby spot!&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/7332907890278734581-9094111998305381960?l=thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/9094111998305381960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332907890278734581&amp;postID=9094111998305381960' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/9094111998305381960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/9094111998305381960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/2011/04/how-to-make-my-day.html' title='How to make my day'/><author><name>Mama G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14818409988699706712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SV0M3QV2sbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/EnHQPkRN3ak/S220/December+08+363.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332907890278734581.post-3638409160124586560</id><published>2011-04-13T12:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T13:24:33.711-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pay Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Earlier this week Grandma fell and the firefighters and paramedics had to come to her rescue. My kids are normally freaked out by this- especially my worry-er Emma, but this time, they really just wanted to take pictures with the fire truck and ambulance. Rather than having them hovering around the action, I obliged and took some pictures of them and the neighbor kid.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kCj-SviW-aU/TaYAO-EQPiI/AAAAAAAAA3I/GUdjE0SYtKg/s1600/IMG_0066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kCj-SviW-aU/TaYAO-EQPiI/AAAAAAAAA3I/GUdjE0SYtKg/s320/IMG_0066.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595159844233428514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So today, instead of being stuck inside our messy house on this dreary, rainy day, I bribed my kids to clean up with the incentive that we'd bake cookies and take them to the fire station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a brilliant plan. The kids put away their laundry, cleaned their rooms, made their beds, and cleaned up and vacuumed the toy room. We'll go visit the fire station every day if I get these results!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we got to the station and delivered our cookies and thank you notes, we got a tour of the station and the kids got to pose for a picture inside the firetruck for a change. Then, right when they were explaining to us what happens when they get an emergency call and showing us our house on the map, a&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; rea&lt;/span&gt;l call came in and we got to watch them get ready for it and rush out the door! I thought it was pretty exciting, but Emma was kind of upset because she was asking them questions about the call that they got and they didn't have time to answer her. And Grady was disappointed because he didn't have a chance to see an axe before thy left. Oh well, maybe next time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0-8kpYLtwvU/TaYDDbUsBcI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/lajBx1jQgAc/s1600/IMG_0068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0-8kpYLtwvU/TaYDDbUsBcI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/lajBx1jQgAc/s320/IMG_0068.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595162944463439298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps, I just looked at the pictures of the fire trucks and realized that they're different trucks. I'm pretty sure we took cookies to the wrong fire station! Woops! Hmm, I wonder how I can figure that out!&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/7332907890278734581-3638409160124586560?l=thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3638409160124586560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332907890278734581&amp;postID=3638409160124586560' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/3638409160124586560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/3638409160124586560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/2011/04/pay-back.html' title='Pay Back'/><author><name>Mama G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14818409988699706712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SV0M3QV2sbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/EnHQPkRN3ak/S220/December+08+363.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kCj-SviW-aU/TaYAO-EQPiI/AAAAAAAAA3I/GUdjE0SYtKg/s72-c/IMG_0066.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332907890278734581.post-3244573637257814125</id><published>2011-03-24T13:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T17:43:58.079-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pleasant Hill's Finest at Work</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mKzfEUbxy4w/TYuvBSKJNmI/AAAAAAAAA24/6jWGplWmiEA/s1600/708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mKzfEUbxy4w/TYuvBSKJNmI/AAAAAAAAA24/6jWGplWmiEA/s400/708.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587752199272347234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wait. What's this picture about? Is that a police officer holding a gun pointed at your neighbor's house?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why, yes. Yes it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IVLiJTG1Xg8/TYuvB8ySLbI/AAAAAAAAA3A/2mztxz-mUow/s1600/709.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IVLiJTG1Xg8/TYuvB8ySLbI/AAAAAAAAA3A/2mztxz-mUow/s400/709.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587752210714996146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what's the deal with the 4 other officers holding guns looking like they're going to be bursting into your neighbor's front door?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, just another day on Oakvue Court!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just kidding. This stuff doesn't &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;normally&lt;/span&gt; happen around here. Well, the police come but never with their guns and k-9 unit and 4 other cars backing them up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, my kids were enthralled watching the action unfold from the front window. We made them stop yelling at the officers from the front door once the guns were pulled. Just in case the bad guys came to our house, Grady had his dollar store dart gun ready to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It turns out that our neighbor's alarm was going off and another neighbor noticed the front door open so he called the police. I guess they take these kind of calls seriously. Because the police were staking out the house and neighborhood for almost an hour before they went it. From our vantage point, we didn't see any bad guys apprehended. And since our neighbor whose house it was is out of town, we can't ask him if anything was taken or if the door was just kicked in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That kind of answer isn't good enough for Emma and she kept asking where the bad guys were and how did they get into Bob's house and since they weren't caught maybe they're still in his house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little while later, after the police had left our court in peace, Emma came running down the hall screaming that "Someone's outside and the fence is shaking and Landon's going to die!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, really Dylan was on the roof by Landon's room clearing out one of our gutters that was overflowing. All they could see out the window was someone standing on the fence wearing black boots and she were certain that the bad guys were back and they were coming for Landon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may be awhile before my kids will be able to sleep peacefully again!&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/7332907890278734581-3244573637257814125?l=thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3244573637257814125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332907890278734581&amp;postID=3244573637257814125' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/3244573637257814125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/3244573637257814125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/2011/03/pleasant-hills-finest.html' title='Pleasant Hill&apos;s Finest at Work'/><author><name>Mama G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14818409988699706712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SV0M3QV2sbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/EnHQPkRN3ak/S220/December+08+363.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mKzfEUbxy4w/TYuvBSKJNmI/AAAAAAAAA24/6jWGplWmiEA/s72-c/708.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332907890278734581.post-4485402922205272120</id><published>2011-02-24T08:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T08:49:59.579-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Remember Me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Remember when I used to write lots of funny things and include lots of great pictures. Well, I have camera issues and computer issues and not much free time so, well, there you go. The other night my husband said, "You haven't blogged lately. I've been checking just to see if anything is going on with my family that I should know about." Well, Mr. Overworked Underpaid Husband, this one's for you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conversation with Emma as we were driving past a bridal store:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E: Mom, when I get married, can I wear one of those dresses?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yes you can!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E: Well, actually, can I just wear your dress from your wedding so that you don't have to spend any money on me because you &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;never&lt;/span&gt; like to spend money on me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Well, your wedding is the most special day in your life and I will definitely buy you a new dress if you want one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nooooooo &lt;/span&gt;Mom, I won't make you do that. That is too much money. I never want you to spend too much money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This conversation is just weeks after she informed everyone at camp that her mom makes her wear ugly boy rainboots and won't EVER buy her girl ones because she NEVER wants to spend money on buying girl things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my dear almost 6-year-old going on 45-year-old, don't be so practical and worried about everything. Just try to enjoy your childhood a little longer, okay?&lt;br /&gt;&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/7332907890278734581-4485402922205272120?l=thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4485402922205272120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332907890278734581&amp;postID=4485402922205272120' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/4485402922205272120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/4485402922205272120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/2011/02/remember-me.html' title='Remember Me?'/><author><name>Mama G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14818409988699706712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SV0M3QV2sbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/EnHQPkRN3ak/S220/December+08+363.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332907890278734581.post-3296313147541248382</id><published>2011-01-24T14:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T15:01:08.782-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Musings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today my newest nephew will be born. My sister-in-law has been in labor for approximately forever and any minute now Baby Eklund will be making his debut into the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today our dog officially moved out. Rhonda, our bookkeeper, came to pick her up and whisked her away to happiness. And psychological training (see previous post).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I have poison oak all over my face and it is slowly swelling my left eye shut. Incidentally, the oil on mango skin (which I am allergic to) is the same kind of oil on poison oak. Unfortunately my husband didn't know this before he came home covered in poison oak oil and contaminated our house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I have treated myself to an afternoon latte with Trader Joe's Salted Caramel Sauce mixed in. Y.U.M.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today it is January 24th and it is approximately 66 degrees and all of my windows are open, letting in fresh air.  Aaaahhhhmazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Monday!&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/7332907890278734581-3296313147541248382?l=thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3296313147541248382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332907890278734581&amp;postID=3296313147541248382' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/3296313147541248382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/3296313147541248382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/2011/01/monday-musings.html' title='Monday Musings'/><author><name>Mama G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14818409988699706712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SV0M3QV2sbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/EnHQPkRN3ak/S220/December+08+363.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332907890278734581.post-1127895306331196482</id><published>2011-01-17T09:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T09:52:29.250-08:00</updated><title type='text'>On her way out....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TTSAP1fMtgI/AAAAAAAAA2s/3NriPsmNKgQ/s1600/June%2B%252710%2B137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TTSAP1fMtgI/AAAAAAAAA2s/3NriPsmNKgQ/s320/June%2B%252710%2B137.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563212449253733890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Get this: a dog psychologist has offered to take Lucy on as a personal project, fix her, and then give her back or re-home her. Ummm, did I just say dog &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;psychologist?&lt;/span&gt; Do you have to go to school for that or is it just a title you can give yourself if you feel like it? Anyway, needless to say, I have absolutely no faith that our dog can be fixed so, this "psychologist" can go ahead and do what she's gonna do and then re-home Lucy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma is a bit upset about all of this. Afterall, she is the kid who once upon a time insisted that Lucy was her best friend. But we've been explaining that Lucy will be happier with a family that actually plays with her, and doesn't mind having her at their heels all. the. time., and doesn't have to tie her up when they leave for the day because she can't handle being alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as much as I hate disappointing my kids, I'm pretty certain they'll get over it really quickly. I mean, since we've announced that Lucy will be leaving soon, they have  made no effort to give her special attention or volunteered to feed her or spent any extra time with her. Nope, they've gone on as usual; locking her inside when they're out playing because she always ruins their games and knocks them over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me, I'm gonna get over it quickly too. Yep, no more hair everywhere, and having to wash cat poop out of her fur, and having to restrain her from jumping excitedly on every single person who walks through our doors, and cleaning poop out of our carpet because there was a thunderstorm and she panicked, and trying to get her to stop whining and freaking out whenever anyone is elevated above the ground (ie, on a chair, on a ladder, on a slide). Nope, there are only are a few things I will definitely miss about her: she keeps cats out of the yard, and she mops the floor (and highchair) clean after every meal. I guess I'll have to learn how to use a pellet gun and teach the kids how to sweep ;)&lt;br /&gt;&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/7332907890278734581-1127895306331196482?l=thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1127895306331196482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332907890278734581&amp;postID=1127895306331196482' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/1127895306331196482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/1127895306331196482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/2011/01/on-her-way-out.html' title='On her way out....'/><author><name>Mama G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14818409988699706712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SV0M3QV2sbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/EnHQPkRN3ak/S220/December+08+363.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TTSAP1fMtgI/AAAAAAAAA2s/3NriPsmNKgQ/s72-c/June%2B%252710%2B137.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332907890278734581.post-2891316103980272360</id><published>2011-01-12T14:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T14:47:47.878-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where have we been?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The hard drive on my laptop is full so I can't upload any photos until I go through the last 3 years worth of pics and cull the ones that we don't need. This process is tedious and depressing because when I'm forcing myself to go through the albums, there's no denying that my kids are growing up. Fast. And even though I may not actually print each picture, there are memories attached to them that I don't really want to delete. Sniff, sniff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear that if my husband would only set up a network, I could store the photos on his hard drive and then share them on my computer. But alas, until then I'll have to post without pics. And who wants to just read a post with no pics? Boooooring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, just to make sure you'll come back again when I actually get around to posting, here's some glimpses into what we've been doing around here. Photos and stories coming soon. I hope.:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My husband won the dessert portion of my family's Christmas Eve cooking and baking competition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Landon started walking. What is it about watching babies take their first steps that reminds me of MJ's "Thriller" video?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Lucy (our dog) spent the week between Christmas and New Year with Dylan's employee Grant. The kids didn't miss her one bit. It took several days before they even asked where she was. Dylan and I saw this as confirmation that we can indeed get rid of her without scarring our children for life. Anyone want her?&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/7332907890278734581-2891316103980272360?l=thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2891316103980272360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332907890278734581&amp;postID=2891316103980272360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/2891316103980272360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/2891316103980272360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/2011/01/where-have-we-been.html' title='Where have we been?'/><author><name>Mama G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14818409988699706712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SV0M3QV2sbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/EnHQPkRN3ak/S220/December+08+363.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332907890278734581.post-8998926904131446190</id><published>2010-12-20T20:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T20:37:47.962-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wecome to the next few years...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Landon got ear tubes put in last week. They'll be in for the next few years, until his ears grow bigger and they fall out (or something like that). He can bathe by himself in treated water and go in swimming pools without wearing ear plugs but if he bathes with his siblings or goes in the hot tub or swimming in a lake, he has to wear ear plugs to keep bacteria out of his tubes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you keep ear plugs in a one-year-old's ears?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You use an &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Small-Blue-BAND--neoprene-headband/dp/B0006VLNOA/ref=sr_1_2?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1292905983&amp;amp;sr=8-2"&gt;Ear Band-It&lt;/a&gt;, of course...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TRAtgwDrdKI/AAAAAAAAA2g/7SkDiXrz8Jc/s1600/December%2B%252710%2B217.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TRAtgwDrdKI/AAAAAAAAA2g/7SkDiXrz8Jc/s400/December%2B%252710%2B217.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552988381227218082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Are you disturbed by this picture, too? The thing makes him look cross-eyed and smoosh-faced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. Hopefully it works.&lt;br /&gt;&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/7332907890278734581-8998926904131446190?l=thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8998926904131446190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332907890278734581&amp;postID=8998926904131446190' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/8998926904131446190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/8998926904131446190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/2010/12/wecome-to-next-few-years.html' title='Wecome to the next few years...'/><author><name>Mama G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14818409988699706712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SV0M3QV2sbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/EnHQPkRN3ak/S220/December+08+363.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TRAtgwDrdKI/AAAAAAAAA2g/7SkDiXrz8Jc/s72-c/December%2B%252710%2B217.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332907890278734581.post-2935047049861607029</id><published>2010-12-20T14:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T20:53:40.990-08:00</updated><title type='text'>8th Annual Christmas-Costume Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt; another "tacky sweater" party. Oh no. A lot of the people who come wear sweaters that they would actually wear out in public and I certainly don't want to offend anyone by calling their clothes tacky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead it's a party where you can wear your beautiful festive sweaters or think outside the box and come up with a Christmas-themed costume. And eat from a chocolate fountain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TQ_VsTu58gI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/JDARlXVEmfM/s1600/December%2B%252710%2B167.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TQ_VsTu58gI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/JDARlXVEmfM/s320/December%2B%252710%2B167.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552891822759080450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of this year's best:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Peppermint:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TQ_qwLMVNmI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/HZRpDE2P5jc/s1600/December%2B%252710%2B196.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TQ_qwLMVNmI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/HZRpDE2P5jc/s320/December%2B%252710%2B196.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552914978930243170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A gift to God:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TQ_qVBEldMI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/5fk4S7VmSdc/s1600/December%2B%252710%2B202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TQ_qVBEldMI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/5fk4S7VmSdc/s320/December%2B%252710%2B202.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552914512356930754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas Sweater Gigi &amp;amp; Sugar Plum Princess Emma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TQ_qUrFWWxI/AAAAAAAAA2I/PkZjiAZK9vw/s1600/December%2B%252710%2B195.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TQ_qUrFWWxI/AAAAAAAAA2I/PkZjiAZK9vw/s320/December%2B%252710%2B195.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552914506454555410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A gift to Lee (and Lee):&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TQ_qUbXb6dI/AAAAAAAAA2A/hYGDiDqjVUw/s1600/December%2B%252710%2B193.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TQ_qUbXb6dI/AAAAAAAAA2A/hYGDiDqjVUw/s320/December%2B%252710%2B193.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552914502235449810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(this was great because Billie couldn't move her arms in the box so she had to drink from a straw and have her husband hand feed her the whole night!)&lt;br /&gt;The winners: Reindeer Family&lt;br /&gt;Rudolph, Dancer, Vixen &amp;amp; Prancer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TQ_qT_J3OgI/AAAAAAAAA14/eYy7Dv8ceRk/s1600/December%2B%252710%2B206.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TQ_qT_J3OgI/AAAAAAAAA14/eYy7Dv8ceRk/s320/December%2B%252710%2B206.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552914494662326786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaand, of course, Grandpa Vern dressed as Santa:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TQ_phP0mv7I/AAAAAAAAA1w/WwIRhpvckBs/s1600/December%2B%252710%2B174.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TQ_phP0mv7I/AAAAAAAAA1w/WwIRhpvckBs/s320/December%2B%252710%2B174.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552913622963240882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;George &amp;amp; Father John&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TQ_pgsfBU3I/AAAAAAAAA1o/eUEHYaccKlw/s1600/December%2B%252710%2B191.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TQ_pgsfBU3I/AAAAAAAAA1o/eUEHYaccKlw/s320/December%2B%252710%2B191.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552913613477466994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas Tree &amp;amp; her boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TQ_pgfuSR2I/AAAAAAAAA1g/x-FZL3ReCsc/s1600/December%2B%252710%2B158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TQ_pgfuSR2I/AAAAAAAAA1g/x-FZL3ReCsc/s320/December%2B%252710%2B158.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552913610051831650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you didn't make it this year, you should next year. For realz.&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/7332907890278734581-2935047049861607029?l=thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2935047049861607029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332907890278734581&amp;postID=2935047049861607029' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/2935047049861607029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/2935047049861607029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/2010/12/8th-annual-christmas-costume-party.html' title='8th Annual Christmas-Costume Party'/><author><name>Mama G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14818409988699706712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SV0M3QV2sbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/EnHQPkRN3ak/S220/December+08+363.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TQ_VsTu58gI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/JDARlXVEmfM/s72-c/December%2B%252710%2B167.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332907890278734581.post-1456680885286255724</id><published>2010-12-16T14:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T15:05:23.039-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Empathy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My kids have had a whole slew of health issues this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not really sure why but between the three of them, there has been multiple cases of pink eye, lots of double ear infections, some random rashes, a broken foot, a stitched up chin, and ear surgery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately for my kids, I have never personally experienced any of these issues so I can have &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sympathy&lt;/span&gt; for them, just not &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;empathy&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could tell Grady that I felt bad that he had to wear a cast, but I couldn't speak from experience and explain to him that it wouldn't hurt when they sawed it off his leg. And I can assure Emma that she'll still be beautiful with a little scar on her chin, but I couldn't really understand why the stitches itched so bad. And poor little Landon- I have no idea what ear infections feel like and why they kept him up at night so I could only give him some Motrin and pray that he could go back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I'm a mom, you'd better believe that I'd willingly take on any of these ailments just so my kids wouldn't have to go through them, but for whatever reason, that's not the way things work, and my heart gets broken for them each time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, folks, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;FINALLY&lt;/span&gt; this week, I was able to have some empathy for one of my kids:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what it feels like to have your ear drums cut open and to have tubes inserted. And I don't know what it feels  like to wake up from general anesthesia in the arms of a strange lady. Heck, I don' t even know what Tylenol with Codine makes your head feel like.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TQqTtK411vI/AAAAAAAAA1I/0aVjbELdqys/s1600/downsized_1213100739.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TQqTtK411vI/AAAAAAAAA1I/0aVjbELdqys/s400/downsized_1213100739.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551411894913718002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;DO&lt;/span&gt; know why Landon was crying when I took this picture. I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;know&lt;/span&gt; how he felt when we put this little hospital gown on him. I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;understand&lt;/span&gt; what it felt like to  have his diaper hanging out the back of his gown for all the world to see. (At least he got to wear cute little diapers with his gown and not stuffed mesh underwear- right ladies?!). I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;know&lt;/span&gt; how drafty and stiff and uncomfortable those gowns can be. And to Landon I can honestly, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;empathetically&lt;/span&gt; say that I hope he never has to go through that again!&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/7332907890278734581-1456680885286255724?l=thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1456680885286255724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332907890278734581&amp;postID=1456680885286255724' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/1456680885286255724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/1456680885286255724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/2010/12/empathy.html' title='Empathy'/><author><name>Mama G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14818409988699706712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SV0M3QV2sbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/EnHQPkRN3ak/S220/December+08+363.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TQqTtK411vI/AAAAAAAAA1I/0aVjbELdqys/s72-c/downsized_1213100739.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332907890278734581.post-2872026646687951620</id><published>2010-12-11T21:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T22:11:36.650-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Cards</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, here we are, well into December and we finally attempted to get a decent family picture for Christmas cards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure, we have some great pics that our dear friend &lt;a href="http://www.danielallenphotography.net/gonsalvesramming/"&gt;Dan Ramming&lt;/a&gt; took of us, but those were way back in May and since Landon has changed so much since then, I thought we should try for a more current picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this morning, I dressed my family in coordinated-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ish&lt;/span&gt; outfits (except for Emma because she owns NOTHING neutral), grabbed our camera, the tripod, and headed off to the &lt;a href="http://www.nps.gov/goga/planyourvisit/focr.htm"&gt;beach&lt;/a&gt; to take some pictures of ourselves. Aaaaaaand that's when the problems started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Problem 1: We don't live near the beach so we have to drive for over an hour with Emma asking every two minutes, "Are we there yet?" and Landon missing his morning nap because we're in the car and he has way too much fun in the car to fall asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Problem 2: Once we got to the beach, our kids wanted to play in the sand and waves and not sit still for pictures. And we were using the self-timer on the camera so we had a lot of sitting still to do.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TQRjD9AZgQI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/JtxSckHzsyY/s1600/December%2B%252710%2B020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TQRjD9AZgQI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/JtxSckHzsyY/s320/December%2B%252710%2B020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549669560394285314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Problem 3: We didn't have anyone behind the camera to get Landon's attention so in most of the shots, he's looking/lunging at the sand.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TQRjEXHNMyI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/ANt2SEhGgjU/s1600/December%2B%252710%2B015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TQRjEXHNMyI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/ANt2SEhGgjU/s320/December%2B%252710%2B015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549669567402160930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually, we gave up attempting to look like a pulled together, sane, happy family who can sit still for more than .5 seconds.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TQRjEjIQ76I/AAAAAAAAA0g/88nGUBqRWjc/s1600/December%2B%252710%2B021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TQRjEjIQ76I/AAAAAAAAA0g/88nGUBqRWjc/s320/December%2B%252710%2B021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549669570627825570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately, once we let them loose we got some great shots of them playing so even though our Christmas card pics will be a bit unpolished, we now have some great photos to hang up around the house.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TQRmIai9zBI/AAAAAAAAA0o/jolpoaXsnHA/s1600/December%2B%252710%2B041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TQRmIai9zBI/AAAAAAAAA0o/jolpoaXsnHA/s320/December%2B%252710%2B041.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549672935578258450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TQRnClh77VI/AAAAAAAAA1A/cyxsHghHIeQ/s1600/December%2B%252710%2B035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TQRnClh77VI/AAAAAAAAA1A/cyxsHghHIeQ/s320/December%2B%252710%2B035.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549673934959144274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TQRmI50QH2I/AAAAAAAAA0w/rFmL6BbBkyo/s1600/December%2B%252710%2B057.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TQRmJb7v2sI/AAAAAAAAA04/YEI3oqWnZLw/s1600/December%2B%252710%2B026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TQRmJb7v2sI/AAAAAAAAA04/YEI3oqWnZLw/s320/December%2B%252710%2B026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549672953130506946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Does anyone with that fancy photo editing software want to edit them for us?&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/7332907890278734581-2872026646687951620?l=thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2872026646687951620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332907890278734581&amp;postID=2872026646687951620' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/2872026646687951620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/2872026646687951620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-cards.html' title='Christmas Cards'/><author><name>Mama G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14818409988699706712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SV0M3QV2sbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/EnHQPkRN3ak/S220/December+08+363.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TQRjD9AZgQI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/JtxSckHzsyY/s72-c/December%2B%252710%2B020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332907890278734581.post-919056519284894428</id><published>2010-12-06T09:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T09:30:02.258-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's that time again.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TP0dLanheJI/AAAAAAAAA0I/NngSxoIMoOo/s1600/costume%2Binvite%2B10l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 309px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TP0dLanheJI/AAAAAAAAA0I/NngSxoIMoOo/s400/costume%2Binvite%2B10l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547622397951178898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;click on the picture to make it bigger and better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if you're thinking that this would be an awesome party to come to but you're not really sure if the invitation is for you, well, it is. you should come.&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/7332907890278734581-919056519284894428?l=thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/919056519284894428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332907890278734581&amp;postID=919056519284894428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/919056519284894428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/919056519284894428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/2010/12/its-that-time-again.html' title='It&apos;s that time again.....'/><author><name>Mama G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14818409988699706712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SV0M3QV2sbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/EnHQPkRN3ak/S220/December+08+363.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TP0dLanheJI/AAAAAAAAA0I/NngSxoIMoOo/s72-c/costume%2Binvite%2B10l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332907890278734581.post-1650817990761826630</id><published>2010-11-21T20:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T21:01:51.045-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brave and Not So Much</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have a 5-year-old daughter who is very, very brave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This afternoon she was standing on a stool in front of the window awaiting the arrival of some dear friends when the stool slipped and she flew off with her feet going high into the air and landed on her chin, splitting it open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, she cried.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, she panicked when she saw blood.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, she cried even harder when Grady ran and brought her some Barbie bandaids and an ice pack to fix the hole in her chin.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, she cried the whole way to the hospital while holding a washcloth to her chin to stop the flow of blood.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, she panicked when she heard she was going to get stitches and asked if they were going to use a sewing machine on her face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when those saintly ER nurses started asking her how old she is and if she's in kindergarten and if she has her driver's license yet, the tears stopped flowing and she was able to tell them all about her life. And how she fell. And ask if they had pretty bandaids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the ER doc came in, and with Dylan and me holding her still, he stitched Emma up while she asked him questions about what he was doing and told him if what he was doing hurt her or not and asked how many more minutes it would be until he was all done and what color of thread he was using.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As soon as the doc finished with his 4 stitches and my very brave 5-year-old sat up, Dylan announced that he wasn't feeling so well. Immediately the doctor had him lay down on the bed and a nurse hurried in to ask if he needed some water or anything. Never mind that it wasn't his chin bleeding all over the place or getting sewn back together with ugly black whiskery thread. The nurse explained that it was very common for male patients to get woozy from the sight of blood and that what Dylan was experiencing was totally normal. Whatever. He's seen 3 live births and that was a LOT more graphic than 4 measly little stitches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, once Dylan was feeling better, we checked out of the ER and took Emma straight to Yogurt Park, even though she hadn't had dinner yet. She even got to pick out 2 toppings for her pink frozen yogurt, since she was so brave. Dylan didn't get any.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TOnxp9q16NI/AAAAAAAAA0A/NKN8w99DkB4/s1600/November%2B%252710%2B119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TOnxp9q16NI/AAAAAAAAA0A/NKN8w99DkB4/s400/November%2B%252710%2B119.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542226519687293138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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/7332907890278734581-1650817990761826630?l=thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1650817990761826630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332907890278734581&amp;postID=1650817990761826630' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/1650817990761826630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/1650817990761826630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/2010/11/brave-and-not-so-much.html' title='Brave and Not So Much'/><author><name>Mama G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14818409988699706712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SV0M3QV2sbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/EnHQPkRN3ak/S220/December+08+363.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TOnxp9q16NI/AAAAAAAAA0A/NKN8w99DkB4/s72-c/November%2B%252710%2B119.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332907890278734581.post-7481072517459795845</id><published>2010-11-08T13:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T13:33:37.948-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Happiest Place on Earth</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thank you to Grandpa David for taking all 16 of us to Disneyland!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TNhpC5Gl6LI/AAAAAAAAAyg/l0VhZ-5R05k/s1600/Disneyland+%2710+375.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TNhpC5Gl6LI/AAAAAAAAAyg/l0VhZ-5R05k/s400/Disneyland+%2710+375.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537291240261150898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had SO much fun!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma's favorite part: Thunder Mountain Railroad and Soaring Over California&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grady's Favorite Part: SPLASH MOUNTAIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Landon's Favorite Part: Going on rides with his dad that his mom wouldn't even go on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dylan's Favorite Part: Having fearless children to go on rides with him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Julie's Favorite Part: Having fearless children to go on rides with Dylan so she didn't have to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TNhrkHyRH1I/AAAAAAAAAzI/vEq1GYZP3cw/s1600/Disneyland+%2710+126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; 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width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TNhqP23A8BI/AAAAAAAAAy4/sP5ZXOH6qh0/s320/Disneyland+%2710+317.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537292562508869650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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/7332907890278734581-7481072517459795845?l=thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7481072517459795845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332907890278734581&amp;postID=7481072517459795845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/7481072517459795845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/7481072517459795845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/2010/11/happiest-place-on-earth.html' title='The Happiest Place on Earth'/><author><name>Mama G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14818409988699706712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SV0M3QV2sbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/EnHQPkRN3ak/S220/December+08+363.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TNhpC5Gl6LI/AAAAAAAAAyg/l0VhZ-5R05k/s72-c/Disneyland+%2710+375.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332907890278734581.post-929885569461899257</id><published>2010-11-04T19:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T19:43:26.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just another day in paradise...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some things that happened around here today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;1. Grady woke up at 6:30 am and made everyone else's lives miserable until we let him out of bed at 7. I've felt like a train hit me ever since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I took Landon in to get his ears checked, again, and he has double infections, again. So, the doc finally referred him for ear tubes surgery. Bummer about the surgery. Good about (hopefully) not having infections anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I tried to take a nap. But, UPS, FedEx, OnTrac and Lucy's least favorite of Grandma's caretakers came. Which meant a lot of barking. Which meant me getting out of bed to come quiet her down so that she wouldn't wake up the kids. 4 times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. My daughter bought me flowers (with Grandma Jackie's help) because she said that her mommy smiles when her daddy brings her flowers. She wanted to make me smile :)&lt;br /&gt;She also made scalloped potatoes (one of my favorites) with Grandma Jackie today and brought some home for dinner so Dylan didn't have to cook!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I left (an hour late) for my weekly-ish blissful evening off. Dylan left with the kids because he doesn't like to be home alone with 3 kids. Grandma Phyllis escaped and was found by a neighbor who didn't have our phone number. She tracked Dylan's sister down through a friend who had an old church directory. The neighbor brought Grandma in and waited with her until Dylan could get home with the three kids. Thankfully we had Bible study here last night so the house wasn't totally destroyed and there were some unhidden chairs for them to sit on while they waited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. 13 hours after this morning's wake up call, the kiddos (and grandma) are all in bed fast asleep. And now we can go watch last night's episode of "The Middle" and eat a carton of Ben &amp;amp; Jerry's new flavor, Mission to Marzipan which I found at Grocery Outlet for only $1.50.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Night.&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/7332907890278734581-929885569461899257?l=thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/929885569461899257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332907890278734581&amp;postID=929885569461899257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/929885569461899257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/929885569461899257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/2010/11/just-another-day-in-paradise.html' title='Just another day in paradise...'/><author><name>Mama G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14818409988699706712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SV0M3QV2sbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/EnHQPkRN3ak/S220/December+08+363.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332907890278734581.post-6574484728855364428</id><published>2010-10-31T20:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T20:10:18.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;or as Grady would say, "Happy birthday! Trick or treating!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TM4vS9YIePI/AAAAAAAAAyY/1NeQwGt1NFs/s1600/Halloween+%2710+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TM4vS9YIePI/AAAAAAAAAyY/1NeQwGt1NFs/s400/Halloween+%2710+014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534412994844850418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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/7332907890278734581-6574484728855364428?l=thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6574484728855364428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332907890278734581&amp;postID=6574484728855364428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/6574484728855364428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/6574484728855364428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/2010/10/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween!'/><author><name>Mama G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14818409988699706712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SV0M3QV2sbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/EnHQPkRN3ak/S220/December+08+363.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TM4vS9YIePI/AAAAAAAAAyY/1NeQwGt1NFs/s72-c/Halloween+%2710+014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332907890278734581.post-5593224165034148598</id><published>2010-10-11T20:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T21:20:32.075-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate spiders</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grady is very, very afraid of ants. He flips out whenever he sees one. And he's always talking about how beetles are bad guys and bite people. And oh, how he panics when he finds a fly in the house (a behavior for which i completely blame my father). And don't even get him started on bees!!! After being stung twice himself and seeing his little brother get stung he. does. not. like. bees. at. all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But he doesn't seem to mind spiders (a behavior for which i completely blame my mother). Nope, for some reason he isn't bothered by those horrid creatures with eight legs that creep around looking for helpless victims to annihilate and little people to bite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, for the sake of keeping our child happy, and because we're homeschooling so we have to do this kind of stuff, and because my cousin who hates spiders as much as I do invited us, we went up Mt. Diablo the other night for a tarantula hunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grady was the first to spot one, and let me tell you, the shriek out of his mouth was priceless! I guess he wasn't expecting something so large!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TLPeMFQCOyI/AAAAAAAAAxw/Xk-Gxp70wJg/s1600/October+%2710+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TLPeMFQCOyI/AAAAAAAAAxw/Xk-Gxp70wJg/s320/October+%2710+016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527005466862959394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(a male)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;October is peak tarantula mating season, so these guys are crawling around all over the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were even lucky (?) enough to find a female, which are very hard to find since they mostly just hide in their little holes all the time. Did you know that female tarantulas can live up to 20 years? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;20 years!!!!&lt;/span&gt; That's just crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TLPk0OBgSJI/AAAAAAAAAx4/j2LIg76zhuI/s1600/October+%2710+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TLPk0OBgSJI/AAAAAAAAAx4/j2LIg76zhuI/s320/October+%2710+019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527012753482467474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(a female)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tarantulas don't really bite, but rather inject poison via fangs and then dismember their victims. So I guess this means that they're totally safe to let crawl all over you. At least that's what the guides were saying. Being the responsible parents that we are, we took their word for it and allowed our children to touch and play with these arachnids to their hearts' content.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TLPl74P21GI/AAAAAAAAAyI/Z7QvrRBGlJ4/s1600/October+%2710+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TLPl74P21GI/AAAAAAAAAyI/Z7QvrRBGlJ4/s320/October+%2710+018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527013984587666530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TLPl8VwygQI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/nw6Ys3Jw_wg/s1600/October+%2710+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TLPl8VwygQI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/nw6Ys3Jw_wg/s320/October+%2710+022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527013992510423298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(this image is hard to see but it's a tarantula climbing up grady's pant leg).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We saw 5 or 6 tarantulas on our hike and I'm pretty sure that Emma loved them so much that she wanted to bring one home with her. Seriously, her and Elijah were fighting over who got to hold them the most. The other kids (and adults) on the hunt couldn't even get near the tarantulas until we told those two to step back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was certain that when we got home and the kids settled down and went to bed that they would have nightmares about being attacked by giant spiders. I was fully prepared to be awoken in the night by their terrified screams, in which case I would go into their room and comfort them by telling them to not worry because mommy won't let tarantulas into the house. I was NOT fully prepared to be awoken in the night by my husband jumping up and violently ripping off all of the covers and throwing them to the floor to get away from "the spiders, the spiders!" Unfortunately for him, I didn't have compassion on him as I would have had with my children. I just started yelling at him to go back to bed because I'm freezing. Poor Dylan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/7332907890278734581-5593224165034148598?l=thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5593224165034148598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332907890278734581&amp;postID=5593224165034148598' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/5593224165034148598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/5593224165034148598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-hate-spiders.html' title='I hate spiders'/><author><name>Mama G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14818409988699706712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SV0M3QV2sbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/EnHQPkRN3ak/S220/December+08+363.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TLPeMFQCOyI/AAAAAAAAAxw/Xk-Gxp70wJg/s72-c/October+%2710+016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332907890278734581.post-5602405590240647478</id><published>2010-09-29T14:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T15:08:57.819-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Test</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Which is more difficult?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A. Keeping a 3-year-old boy in a cast occupied for 3 weeks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;B. Keeping a 3-year-old boy (sans cast) off of a newly poured concrete patio for a whole day&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/7332907890278734581-5602405590240647478?l=thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5602405590240647478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332907890278734581&amp;postID=5602405590240647478' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/5602405590240647478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/5602405590240647478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/2010/09/test.html' title='A Test'/><author><name>Mama G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14818409988699706712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SV0M3QV2sbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/EnHQPkRN3ak/S220/December+08+363.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332907890278734581.post-2985303786001344009</id><published>2010-09-28T19:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T20:28:04.694-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What did &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you  &lt;/span&gt;do on the hottest day ever?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I packed up my kids and drove two hours away to wonderful Sebastopol, CA (which was even more hot) and took them apple picking with our home school co-op. There were great moments; statue climbing, Screamin' Mimi's Ice Cream, a super cool Johnny Apple Seed sculpture, learning about Apple farming, spending quality time with other young families.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TKKt-OoVv5I/AAAAAAAAAxc/JK-KhiRB_8Y/s1600/September+%2710+186.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TKKt-OoVv5I/AAAAAAAAAxc/JK-KhiRB_8Y/s320/September+%2710+186.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522167377700437906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TKKt9y5pz2I/AAAAAAAAAxU/c_kSD7tlolI/s1600/September+%2710+189.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TKKt9y5pz2I/AAAAAAAAAxU/c_kSD7tlolI/s320/September+%2710+189.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522167370256863074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aaaand there were some not-so-great moments; Johnny Apple Seed's apple being kicked off the sculpture and rolling down the road, the 101 degree heat, the dust everywhere, and my favorite Sebastopol coffee shop that sells my favorite drink ever (iced horchata latte) being out of horchata. Emma summed her feelings up through tears: "I don't like this day at all!."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we got home to find Dylan (and Grandpa David, Uncle Dan, Matt, Uncle Craig and Uncle Charles) doing this on the hottest day ever:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TKKwCFeQQnI/AAAAAAAAAxk/xx0UMAQHX-8/s1600/September+%2710+193.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TKKwCFeQQnI/AAAAAAAAAxk/xx0UMAQHX-8/s320/September+%2710+193.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522169642984948338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;POURING OUR NEW PATIO!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.5 months after the initial digging out of our back hillside and moving the hot tub, we now have a patio! And just in the nick of time- Dylan told me I could turn the hot tub on on October 1st and that is the first day we'll be able to walk on the concrete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, gone are the days of walking in the pitch black night around a corner and across old fence boards laid across the mud to get to the hot tub.  I'll be able to flip on a light switch, walk out from my bedroom through the french doors, down a step, across the patio and into the hot tub! Oh man, what a life of luxury I'll live this winter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm thinking some winter weather (or at least fall weather) sounds pretty good right about now!&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/7332907890278734581-2985303786001344009?l=thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2985303786001344009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332907890278734581&amp;postID=2985303786001344009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/2985303786001344009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/2985303786001344009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/2010/09/hot.html' title='Hot'/><author><name>Mama G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14818409988699706712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SV0M3QV2sbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/EnHQPkRN3ak/S220/December+08+363.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TKKt-OoVv5I/AAAAAAAAAxc/JK-KhiRB_8Y/s72-c/September+%2710+186.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332907890278734581.post-7910136879478500472</id><published>2010-09-23T15:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T16:10:26.758-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some thoughts I have today...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1. I should never, ever go to Costco again. I always spend too much money there- and not even on fun stuff. &lt;a href="http://thefrugalfind.com"&gt;Julia&lt;/a&gt; would not be very proud of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Because of #1, I wonder if I can go a month without grocery shopping- other than buying milk and fresh produce? Anyone want to challenge me to see if I can?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I don't appreciate it when people have nut allergies. I have to buy snacks for Emma's soccer team and since there's a kid with nut allergies, I can't buy them anything other than sugary snacks or chips or crackers. No trail mix or granola bars with nuts. Lame-o.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. For as long as I can remember, our church's weekly Bible study was on Thursday nights. Two years ago they switched it to Wednesday nights, yet I still wake up the morning after Bible study excited that it's Friday. Every time. What a let down when I realize that it's only Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Landon is really cute.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TJvSVTXlu5I/AAAAAAAAAxM/0v6_V079rMw/s1600/September+%2710+121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TJvSVTXlu5I/AAAAAAAAAxM/0v6_V079rMw/s320/September+%2710+121.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520237031690976146" border="0" /&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/7332907890278734581-7910136879478500472?l=thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7910136879478500472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332907890278734581&amp;postID=7910136879478500472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/7910136879478500472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/7910136879478500472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/2010/09/some-thoughts-i-have-today.html' title='Some thoughts I have today...'/><author><name>Mama G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14818409988699706712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SV0M3QV2sbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/EnHQPkRN3ak/S220/December+08+363.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TJvSVTXlu5I/AAAAAAAAAxM/0v6_V079rMw/s72-c/September+%2710+121.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332907890278734581.post-6638458685524608918</id><published>2010-09-20T13:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T20:33:59.079-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A day in the life of a brand new 3-year-old</title><content type='html'>7:10am - wake up. get mad at your parents when they tell you that you're 3 today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7:15am - get excited because you realize that you're big and so now you can wear your sister's clothes. get mad because your parents inform you that you still can't wear her clothes because they're girl clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7:30am - still mad at the world but you get to watch the fireman movie before breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8:00am - your mom made you delicious buttermilk pancakes and put a #3 candle in it for you. you're still mad so you refuse to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TJfMBb-gWiI/AAAAAAAAAwA/8nHm7r3XJeA/s1600/September+%2710.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TJfMBb-gWiI/AAAAAAAAAwA/8nHm7r3XJeA/s320/September+%2710.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519104193427692066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8:30am - decide to eat the pancake, and then 4 more. things are looking up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:00am- get dressed all by yourself in your #3 shirt and not-so-much matching camo shorts so that you can go outside and play with Grant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TJfMCJAKZZI/AAAAAAAAAwI/gbQJdaPktu0/s1600/September+%2710+084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TJfMCJAKZZI/AAAAAAAAAwI/gbQJdaPktu0/s320/September+%2710+084.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519104205514237330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11:00am- decorate a big envelope for the mail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11:30am - collect pacifiers from their various hiding places around the house and put them in the envelope because big 3-year-olds don't need pacifiers anymore. suck one of them one last time.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TJfMCwqoIgI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/L7LZn0ULQv8/s1600/September+%2710+092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TJfMCwqoIgI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/L7LZn0ULQv8/s320/September+%2710+092.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519104216161329666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11:40am - put the envelope full of pacifiers in the mail to send them away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TJfMDQumYjI/AAAAAAAAAwY/7SnsN9Zlthw/s1600/September+%2710+095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TJfMDQumYjI/AAAAAAAAAwY/7SnsN9Zlthw/s320/September+%2710+095.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519104224767926834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12:00pm - eat mac n cheese and apple slices for lunch, per your request&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12:30pm - read the book about moods and then decide you're in a pretty good mood afterall. tell your sister that it's not her birthday- it's YOUR birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1:00pm - naptime. without pacifiers :(   you get the new big huge blue stuffed dog that you picked out at the store as a consolation prize. you're not quite sure about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1:10pm - come out of your room and inform your mom that you want your pacifiers and that you don't want to be 3. mom puts you back to bed and snuggles with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2:30pm - wake up from the shortest nap ever. eat a snack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4:30pm - load up bikes and hit the town for your birthday dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TJl1ei143RI/AAAAAAAAAwg/UGNGLqDAzRo/s1600/September+%2710+099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TJl1ei143RI/AAAAAAAAAwg/UGNGLqDAzRo/s320/September+%2710+099.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519571985928609042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:00pm - first stop: Round Table Pizza&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TJl1fRglkZI/AAAAAAAAAwo/2z3RDNvOz3o/s1600/September+%2710+100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TJl1fRglkZI/AAAAAAAAAwo/2z3RDNvOz3o/s320/September+%2710+100.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519571998455730578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:15pm - next stop: a park for a picnic&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TJl1gLIMbXI/AAAAAAAAAww/u9kMLEQ3hr4/s1600/September+%2710+103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TJl1gLIMbXI/AAAAAAAAAww/u9kMLEQ3hr4/s320/September+%2710+103.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519572013922676082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;5:45pm - attempted kite flying. the wind died down so that didn't work out too well&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TJl1g9lQDyI/AAAAAAAAAw4/7LCuFJ1lDro/s1600/September+%2710+115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TJl1g9lQDyI/AAAAAAAAAw4/7LCuFJ1lDro/s320/September+%2710+115.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519572027466321698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;6:15pm- don't cooperate for a family photo op. start the ride home.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TJl2usjQD9I/AAAAAAAAAxA/2PluQy8lv8c/s1600/September+%2710+128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TJl2usjQD9I/AAAAAAAAAxA/2PluQy8lv8c/s320/September+%2710+128.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519573362924326866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7:14pm- home and tucked into bed with your sister's gigantic stuffed dog to snuggle with since the blue one you picked out wasn't quite good enough. snuggle with your dad as he prays that you'll be able to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8:15pm- still awake and missing your pacifiers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8:30pm - fast asleep :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7332907890278734581-6638458685524608918?l=thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6638458685524608918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332907890278734581&amp;postID=6638458685524608918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/6638458685524608918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/6638458685524608918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/2010/09/day-in-life-of-brand-new-3-year-old.html' title='A day in the life of a brand new 3-year-old'/><author><name>Mama G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14818409988699706712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SV0M3QV2sbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/EnHQPkRN3ak/S220/December+08+363.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TJfMBb-gWiI/AAAAAAAAAwA/8nHm7r3XJeA/s72-c/September+%2710.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332907890278734581.post-862441665747567913</id><published>2010-09-10T12:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T13:41:28.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So, you're homeschooling.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We're two whole weeks into official homeschooling around here and here are my answers to your FAQ's (you &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;know&lt;/span&gt; you were wondering!):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TIqU8qUPS2I/AAAAAAAAAvI/COYvOkRQ_ts/s1600/September+%2710+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TIqU8qUPS2I/AAAAAAAAAvI/COYvOkRQ_ts/s400/September+%2710+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515384463540833122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(first day of Kindergarten)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Oh, you're homeschooling. How do you do that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: I teach my kid. At home, in the car, at the store. Don't you? We're not talking physics here. She's in kindergarten. So we're learning about safety and adding and social skills and coloring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: How do you do school with the other kids around?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: I include them. When Emma is playing with pattern blocks, so is Grady. And when Emma is brainstorming a list of things that grow on trees, so is Grady. And when we read a story, they all sit on my lap. And when she is working on writing lowercase letters, Grady and Landon are playing Lincoln Logs on the floor right next to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TIqU9ENyfyI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/D3VmUvZ69go/s1600/September+%2710+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TIqU9ENyfyI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/D3VmUvZ69go/s400/September+%2710+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515384470493101858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Where did you make a classroom in your house?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: I didn't. We have a cupboard that houses our books and supplies. Otherwise, we use our dining room table, and livingroom floor, and backyard, and laundryroom, and the grocery store, and the zoo, and Mt. Diablo. Basically, the world around us is our classroom. (Does that sound Hippy or what!?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What about socializing with other kids?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Well, lucky for Emma, we don't live in a cave. We live in a community, and have friends on our street, and friends on her soccer team and friends at church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Homeschoolers are weird. Do you really want your kids to be weird?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Um, do you think I'm weird? Well, I mean, I know I'm a little weird- but aren't we all? Well, I was homeschooled for 8 whole years of my life and I was able to acclimate into normal public school life just fine. And I was never classified as a loner. And I don't have any weird twitches. And I am able to make eye contact with people. And I don't wear prairie dresses and bonnets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: When do you have time for yourself? Don't you ever get a break? Aren't you going crazy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Well, honestly, this was a concern of mine. I mean, with three kids at home, I'm bound to get a bit stir crazy every now and again. However, being more intentional in teaching my kids has helped me establish more of a routine for our days and also helped me to get out and do more activities that we normally wouldn't have done. And when I have a routine, it helps me to function better and be happier. So it's been great. I also have a mother and mother-in-law who are more than willing to give me a break whenever I ask. Finally, I believe that it is my God given responsibility to care for and nurture and raise up my children. And if it means that I don't have a bunch of free time and "me" time, if I'm doing what I'm supposed to be doing, that's okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read an article this morning that pretty much summed up the way that we want education to look like in our home. You can click &lt;a href="http://simplehomeschool.net/erasing-the-line-between-home-and-school/#more-4338"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for the whole article, but here's an excerpt:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;"We generally start our days the way we normally would- eating breakfast, playing, reading. To this, I gradually add on any schoolwork- half and hour of math here, a science project there, as they fit throughout the week. If life happens to collide (say, a birthday party, get together with friends, or a massive pile of laundry in need of putting away, then we just go with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all, the beauty of homeschooling is the flexibility- we aren't necessarily chained to a schedule.... In an average week, we balance traditional schoolwork with everyday activities."&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/7332907890278734581-862441665747567913?l=thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/862441665747567913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332907890278734581&amp;postID=862441665747567913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/862441665747567913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/862441665747567913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/2010/09/so-youre-homeschooling.html' title='So, you&apos;re homeschooling.....'/><author><name>Mama G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14818409988699706712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SV0M3QV2sbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/EnHQPkRN3ak/S220/December+08+363.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TIqU8qUPS2I/AAAAAAAAAvI/COYvOkRQ_ts/s72-c/September+%2710+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332907890278734581.post-4932833032388858882</id><published>2010-08-24T21:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T21:55:02.009-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Always, always listen to your mother...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...especially when she tells you not to jump from the bunk bed ladder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/THSh62HP4jI/AAAAAAAAAu4/cjanjvQqwHk/s1600/August+%2710+086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/THSh62HP4jI/AAAAAAAAAu4/cjanjvQqwHk/s400/August+%2710+086.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509206276511359538" border="0" /&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/7332907890278734581-4932833032388858882?l=thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4932833032388858882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332907890278734581&amp;postID=4932833032388858882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/4932833032388858882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/4932833032388858882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/2010/08/always-always-listen-to-your-mother.html' title='Always, always listen to your mother...'/><author><name>Mama G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14818409988699706712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SV0M3QV2sbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/EnHQPkRN3ak/S220/December+08+363.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/THSh62HP4jI/AAAAAAAAAu4/cjanjvQqwHk/s72-c/August+%2710+086.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332907890278734581.post-1942060270978243532</id><published>2010-08-19T14:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T09:14:22.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yesterday....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;....was the day I was supposed to take Emma in for her kindergarten orientation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to a pool party instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why the irresponsibility, you ask?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because our daughter is only 5. And she loves to learn. And she's really smart. And she asks a lot of questions. And because she's still so innocent. And because she loves to help cook. And because she loves going on adventures. And because there are 31(!) kids assigned to each kindergarten teacher. And because we aren't quite ready for her learning to be limited by "school."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we're homeschooling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least for her kindergarten year. When she's six, maybe we'll change our minds :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. i just realized that this post &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;may&lt;/span&gt; seem judgemental to those of you who are sending your kids to regular ol' school. please don't think i'm hating on you or judging you, 'cuz i'm not. we made our decision to home school based on what would be best for our family and i certainly don't pretend to know what is best for yours :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/7332907890278734581-1942060270978243532?l=thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1942060270978243532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332907890278734581&amp;postID=1942060270978243532' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/1942060270978243532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/1942060270978243532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/2010/08/yesterday.html' title='Yesterday....'/><author><name>Mama G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14818409988699706712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SV0M3QV2sbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/EnHQPkRN3ak/S220/December+08+363.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332907890278734581.post-3028812319336197239</id><published>2010-08-03T12:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T12:36:09.584-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some photos from July</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Since we're leaving on Thursday for our hundredth car trip of the summer, I'll leave you with some photos of our life in July:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TFhu17XA0VI/AAAAAAAAAuo/wz9HAeqeUvM/s1600/July+%2710+080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; 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width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TFhuTNjv-sI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/jMUQuaxhp0o/s320/July+%2710+075.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501268221169236674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TFhuShY4p6I/AAAAAAAAAuI/WXiwJa8MIKI/s1600/July+%2710+078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TFhuShY4p6I/AAAAAAAAAuI/WXiwJa8MIKI/s320/July+%2710+078.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501268209312507810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TFhuSHN-OHI/AAAAAAAAAuA/Ais7F0Gk2CY/s1600/July+%2710.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TFhuSHN-OHI/AAAAAAAAAuA/Ais7F0Gk2CY/s320/July+%2710.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501268202287413362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TFhteydd8QI/AAAAAAAAAt4/nNniKF5H6kg/s1600/July+%2710+069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; 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width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TFhsNoXTYDI/AAAAAAAAAtI/nT6hbN6Inh4/s320/July+%2710+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501265926262317106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TFhsNRYEbSI/AAAAAAAAAtA/Oe7WEL2CE1k/s1600/July+%2710+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TFhsNRYEbSI/AAAAAAAAAtA/Oe7WEL2CE1k/s320/July+%2710+041.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501265920091516194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&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/7332907890278734581-3028812319336197239?l=thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3028812319336197239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332907890278734581&amp;postID=3028812319336197239' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/3028812319336197239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/3028812319336197239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/2010/08/some-photos-from-july.html' title='Some photos from July'/><author><name>Mama G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14818409988699706712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SV0M3QV2sbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/EnHQPkRN3ak/S220/December+08+363.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TFhu17XA0VI/AAAAAAAAAuo/wz9HAeqeUvM/s72-c/July+%2710+080.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332907890278734581.post-8308501485764155977</id><published>2010-07-28T14:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T14:28:44.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Facebook</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 style="font-weight: normal; text-align: center;" class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;Since some of you, my faithful readers, aren't on Facebook, you don't get to hear the nitty gritty details of our every day lives around here. Not to worry, you aren't missing out on much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 style="font-weight: normal; text-align: center;" class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;Here's my status from today:&lt;br /&gt;                &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="UIIntentionalStory_Names" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;name&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 style="font-weight: normal;" class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="UIIntentionalStory_Names" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;name&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=687246170" hovercard="/ajax/hovercard/user.php?id=687246170"&gt;Julie Gonsalves&lt;/a&gt;                 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;another reason to  never shop with all 3 kids: if your 9m.o. is strapped securely into the  to cart and your 3y.o. decides to try to pull him out of the cart, the  cart might tip over on it's side, smashing your 9m.o.'s head into the  concrete floor and shattering a glass bottle of cherry juice on the  ground right next to &lt;span class="text_exposed_hide"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;him, effectively covering BOTH kids in juice  and glass shards. then, while your two youngest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; are screaming their heads off, your 5y.o. might want to reinact for you  and the employees what happened just so you know that she didn't do  it....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7332907890278734581-8308501485764155977?l=thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8308501485764155977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332907890278734581&amp;postID=8308501485764155977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/8308501485764155977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/8308501485764155977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/2010/07/facebook.html' title='Facebook'/><author><name>Mama G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14818409988699706712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SV0M3QV2sbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/EnHQPkRN3ak/S220/December+08+363.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332907890278734581.post-6891789352675492615</id><published>2010-07-14T14:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T14:34:25.199-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Wheels</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We were in Huntington Beach last week and my brother taught Emma to ride without training wheels. Now, she's tearing it up on our court, going super fast and not stopping for anyone- she's even trying to convince the neighbor boy to play bumper cars with her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a little video of her riding, complete with her signature girly screeches of elation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-26da3b1c0dc74ad3" 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://v3.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D26da3b1c0dc74ad3%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330381126%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7601E2A312CCFBEE86EF8558F92877DBDFB96C32.9531DF60E0CD75A015F04BE9C3CD3CBD2E58C46%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D26da3b1c0dc74ad3%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DgG3MQfb1eaqP66c9u7kB7znuyno&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://v3.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D26da3b1c0dc74ad3%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330381126%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7601E2A312CCFBEE86EF8558F92877DBDFB96C32.9531DF60E0CD75A015F04BE9C3CD3CBD2E58C46%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D26da3b1c0dc74ad3%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DgG3MQfb1eaqP66c9u7kB7znuyno&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7332907890278734581-6891789352675492615?l=thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6891789352675492615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332907890278734581&amp;postID=6891789352675492615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/6891789352675492615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/6891789352675492615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/2010/07/two-wheels.html' title='Two Wheels'/><author><name>Mama G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14818409988699706712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SV0M3QV2sbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/EnHQPkRN3ak/S220/December+08+363.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332907890278734581.post-8391171351448624795</id><published>2010-07-01T13:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T14:59:11.644-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Way more than you ever wanted to know about our camping trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;***WARNING: this post is suuuuuuper long because it includes lots of the billions of pictures that we took while camping. i don't expect anyone but the grandparents to actually read the whole thing***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***also, for those same grandparents who are actually reading this, if you want to see any of the pictures larger, make sure you're reading this on the internet and not just in your email and then just click on the pictures to make them larger***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Dylan and I both grew up in families that camped frequently, so by now we're pretty sure that we have car camping figured out- well, at least the packing part. You simply have to bring too much stuff; bring things that make the term "roughing it" very, very removed from your camping experience; and bring so much stuff and pack it in such a manner that the other cars traveling behind you on the freeway travel WAAAAAY behind you for fear that your son's tricycle or a large plastic patio chair might fly off and smash their windshield.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No problem, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TC0pUySyZuI/AAAAAAAAAqE/79SJTRnemkA/s1600/June+%2710+112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TC0pUySyZuI/AAAAAAAAAqE/79SJTRnemkA/s200/June+%2710+112.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489088957909198562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once you get to the campground, you'll inevitably realize that you forgot one or two things- like an essential part to the training wheels for Emma's bike or enough butter to adequately apply to the hobo pie irons. Not to worry, just make sure you have zipties available and are only 10 minutes away from the nearest town!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the rest of my helpful hints and packing advice uncleverly listed according to the letters in the alphabet. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(And before I go camping again, please remind me that I have compiled this list so that I can reference it and realize how absolutely insane it is for me to even consider camping with 3 kids. Thanks.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;: Having an &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aerobed&lt;/span&gt; is a must for the adults in the group because, let's face it, 4 nights sleeping on the hard ground just won't cut it if you're somewhere in your twenties or thirties (or older). Also, you'll have to bring padding for your 3 very American kids (and dog) who are accustomed to sleeping in comfort. In addition to our Aerobed, we also had a &lt;a href="http://www.wagamamababy.com/"&gt;wagamama&lt;/a&gt; for Landon, a &lt;a href="http://www.onestepahead.com/catalog/product.jsp?productId=6091&amp;amp;cm_ven=Froogle&amp;amp;cm_cat=NA&amp;amp;cm_pla=NA&amp;amp;cm_ite=09661"&gt;travel trundle&lt;/a&gt; for Grady, and some thermarest pads for Emma. Yes, our tent was very full.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TDvSM7ttQWI/AAAAAAAAAqM/mt96x2hyTa4/s1600/June+%2710+271.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TDvSM7ttQWI/AAAAAAAAAqM/mt96x2hyTa4/s200/June+%2710+271.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493215290138116450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;: Make sure your daughter brings her favorite &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Barbie&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;baby doll&lt;/span&gt; because you wouldn't want them to miss out on an opportunity to enjoy the great outdoors.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TDvSidkZeuI/AAAAAAAAAqU/tkI7J00n8NE/s1600/June+%2710+153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TDvSidkZeuI/AAAAAAAAAqU/tkI7J00n8NE/s200/June+%2710+153.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493215660003130082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;: When your brother and husband plan a camping trip and you adamantly refuse to go if it's going to be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cold&lt;/span&gt;, then you shouldn't let them convince you to camp at the top of the Sierra Buttes. Because there's still snow there... and your kids might want to play naked in the snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TDvTrK1BLiI/AAAAAAAAAqk/XPNMWXLRwd8/s1600/June+%2710+222.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TDvTrK1BLiI/AAAAAAAAAqk/XPNMWXLRwd8/s200/June+%2710+222.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493216909103017506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;: If you have an almost-three-year-old who is pretty much potty trained, you should bring extra &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;diapers&lt;/span&gt; anyway because he'll be so excited about camping that he'll forget that he needs to pee and then he'll wet his pants- lots of times. OR he'll sneak into the truck and find your not-quite-empty cup of coffee and chug it and then poop in his pants 20 minutes later. so then you'll have to go to town and buy a package of diapers at a price that will make you want to cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Emma's&lt;/span&gt; favorite part of camping was getting to eat lots of treats and having an aunt and uncle to chat with the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TDza9rHjW4I/AAAAAAAAAsc/-OZfZdh84CA/s1600/June+%2710+235.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TDza9rHjW4I/AAAAAAAAAsc/-OZfZdh84CA/s200/June+%2710+235.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493506398566439810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;: fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TDvVUzKy9TI/AAAAAAAAAq8/1ofoxE6lt28/s1600/June+%2710+233.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TDvVUzKy9TI/AAAAAAAAAq8/1ofoxE6lt28/s200/June+%2710+233.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493218723818042674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Grady's&lt;/span&gt; favorite parts of camping were going in the boats (no water needed) and riding (and pushing) bikes down a hill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TDvaxY8T5RI/AAAAAAAAAsE/3mxYfTw5Vmo/s1600/June+%2710+156.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TDvaxY8T5RI/AAAAAAAAAsE/3mxYfTw5Vmo/s200/June+%2710+156.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493224712552310034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;: Next time your sister is in Nicaragua, have her pick you up a sweet custom &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hammock&lt;/span&gt;. It will provide hours and hours of entertainment for your kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TDvav2N4qdI/AAAAAAAAArs/Cj1s2E3k0k4/s1600/June+%2710+268.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TDvav2N4qdI/AAAAAAAAArs/Cj1s2E3k0k4/s200/June+%2710+268.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493224686050912722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;: When camping for a long period of time, it is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;essential&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;to designate one day in the middle of the trip for a jaunt to town for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ice cream&lt;/span&gt;. As you well know, ice cream has special powers and is able to make you forget how dirty and nasty and tired and sick of ice chest food you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;: One of my favorite parts of camping is that I get to pick out clothes for my kids and I can force them to wear &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jeans&lt;/span&gt;! This may seem like no big deal to you, but Emma hasn't willingly worn a pair of jeans (or non-stretchy pants) since she was 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TDvawReDdZI/AAAAAAAAAr0/Elq70LnMjRU/s1600/June+%2710+142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TDvawReDdZI/AAAAAAAAAr0/Elq70LnMjRU/s200/June+%2710+142.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493224693366486418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;K&lt;/span&gt;: Borrow a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kayak&lt;/span&gt; or two from a friend so that when you're at the lake (see "L") you can take your kids out on the water for awhile. They'll think you're super cool. The paddles for the kayak also come in handy when you need to "gently nudge" your "special" dog away when she's trying to climb into the boat halfway across the lake because she can't handle it when her family is not on stable ground (water, ladders, etc).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TDvVUQ8XgWI/AAAAAAAAAq0/QV1N5v3V3bo/s1600/June+%2710+278.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TDvVUQ8XgWI/AAAAAAAAAq0/QV1N5v3V3bo/s200/June+%2710+278.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493218714630717794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lakes&lt;/span&gt; are really nice to camp by and they're &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;relatively&lt;/span&gt; safe for small children since there is a nice shore and shallow water for them to play in. If the lake that you intend to camp by doesn't allow camping, be bummed because then you have to camp by a rushing river- which is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; relatively safe for your kids. Thankfully for us, the only casualty in the river was Lucy's water bowl that Grady was filling up to make mud pie with. He &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;almost&lt;/span&gt; lost his &lt;a href="http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/2010/06/tale-of-missing-sandals.html"&gt;blue sandals&lt;/a&gt; too, but Dylan was able to retrieve them where they got snagged down river. Phew!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TDza-HyYAWI/AAAAAAAAAsk/_-nu7n99miU/s1600/June+%2710+260.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TDza-HyYAWI/AAAAAAAAAsk/_-nu7n99miU/s200/June+%2710+260.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493506406262243682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;machetes&lt;/span&gt; are useful for, well, i'm not sure what. i think something about firewood. all I know is that I sure am glad Joel brought one, you know, just in case we needed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nasty&lt;/span&gt; is the only way to describe how I felt after being squished with Lucy in the front seat of Dylan's truck for 4 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TDvVT_PaxeI/AAAAAAAAAqs/oti1EJx50Nc/s1600/June+%2710+106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TDvVT_PaxeI/AAAAAAAAAqs/oti1EJx50Nc/s200/June+%2710+106.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493218709878785506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;: Giving your kids a chance to experience the great &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;outdoors&lt;/span&gt; is pretty awesome- even if our experience was far from rustic. When Grady saw this tree he said "Look mom! That tree is touching the sky!"&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TDzdaPnTlBI/AAAAAAAAAs0/c198_hy7gcI/s1600/June+%2710+174.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TDzdaPnTlBI/AAAAAAAAAs0/c198_hy7gcI/s200/June+%2710+174.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493509088422892562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;: in the event that you so happen to own a homemade &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;potato gun&lt;/span&gt;, you should definitely bring it along. it will impress your children to no end and make your crazy dog even crazier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TDvYuhKhobI/AAAAAAAAArU/zVIQKoSmpCI/s1600/June+%2710+245.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TDvYuhKhobI/AAAAAAAAArU/zVIQKoSmpCI/s200/June+%2710+245.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493222464196551090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Q&lt;/span&gt;: Uncle Joel kept telling Emma and Grady that his favorite part about camping was after dinner (and breakfast and lunch) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;quiet&lt;/span&gt; time. Ha! Obviously he doesn't have kids yet or he would realize that if that's your favorite thing, then don't go camping with a family full of kids.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TDvYvKipmXI/AAAAAAAAArc/5Cd4qffg7SA/s1600/June+%2710+133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TDvYvKipmXI/AAAAAAAAArc/5Cd4qffg7SA/s200/June+%2710+133.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493222475303590258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;: always bring your brother and husband  who fancy themselves Macgyver and can rig up a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;rain shelter&lt;/span&gt; in a  flash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TDvawydlTjI/AAAAAAAAAr8/c8GfsZ-L9Iw/s1600/June+%2710+236.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TDvawydlTjI/AAAAAAAAAr8/c8GfsZ-L9Iw/s200/June+%2710+236.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493224702222880306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;: it is very important to bring a &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Bare-Tool-Makita-BJR182Z-Lithium-Ion-Reciprocating/dp/B002BA5YMG/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=hi&amp;amp;qid=1278016398&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sawzall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and rechargeable batteries. this way, you can cut down firewood into manageable pieces quickly and then when the batteries die, you can make friends with the local boyscout camp and recharge your batteries there for a few hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;: if you're nervous that your small children might fall into the pit &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;toilet&lt;/span&gt; and drown and you aren't quite ready to allow them to relieve themselves at will in the woods, a &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Baby-Gear-Travel-Potty-Chair/dp/B0018ZC7H0"&gt;travel potty&lt;/a&gt; of some sort is a great thing to have. (this is also great to have when you're traveling in the middle of nowhere on I-5 and your kids have to go potty RIGHT NOW!!!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;: When you go for a walk, you might find a creek that you need to cross and your clothes might get wet. So you might need to take them off and continue your walk your &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;underwear&lt;/span&gt;. thankfully, no one else wanted to camp in the snow so there isn't anyone else around to witness this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TDvYvTwnVAI/AAAAAAAAArk/ZeLi-fjSiMo/s1600/June+%2710+216.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TDvYvTwnVAI/AAAAAAAAArk/ZeLi-fjSiMo/s200/June+%2710+216.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493222477778080770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;V&lt;/span&gt;: When we pulled off the 89 (?) this was our &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;view&lt;/span&gt; of the Sierra Buttes&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; Pretty nice if you aren't intimidated by camping with a little snow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TDvTqVrhLJI/AAAAAAAAAqc/72tOMyAr490/s1600/June+%2710+289.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TDvTqVrhLJI/AAAAAAAAAqc/72tOMyAr490/s200/June+%2710+289.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493216894836092050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;: My kids and my dog LOVE playing in the water. Even if it is snowmelt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TDza8Ri8OgI/AAAAAAAAAsM/KehtYrvqANg/s1600/June+%2710+197.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TDza8Ri8OgI/AAAAAAAAAsM/KehtYrvqANg/s200/June+%2710+197.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493506374522124802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;X&lt;/span&gt;: I don't have anything to say about X so here's a picture of Landon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TDzctp5dsDI/AAAAAAAAAss/4kRdvugqKNU/s1600/June+%2710+240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TDzctp5dsDI/AAAAAAAAAss/4kRdvugqKNU/s200/June+%2710+240.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493508322384261170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;: ditto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TDvYuFkscCI/AAAAAAAAArM/-nou9La4vWg/s1600/June+%2710+256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TDvYuFkscCI/AAAAAAAAArM/-nou9La4vWg/s200/June+%2710+256.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493222456790118434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Z&lt;/span&gt;: In the event that your husband leaves home without an essential piece to the training wheels for your daughter's bike, be certain to have &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;zipties&lt;/span&gt; packed. They'll fix the training wheels no problem- so long as you don't mind her bike looking a bit ghetto fabulous!&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TDza9DanZFI/AAAAAAAAAsU/9EZg9cxSfjA/s1600/June+%2710+138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TDza9DanZFI/AAAAAAAAAsU/9EZg9cxSfjA/s200/June+%2710+138.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493506387908977746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7332907890278734581-8391171351448624795?l=thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8391171351448624795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332907890278734581&amp;postID=8391171351448624795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/8391171351448624795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/8391171351448624795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/2010/07/way-more-than-you-ever-wanted-to-know.html' title='Way more than you ever wanted to know about our camping trip'/><author><name>Mama G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14818409988699706712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SV0M3QV2sbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/EnHQPkRN3ak/S220/December+08+363.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TC0pUySyZuI/AAAAAAAAAqE/79SJTRnemkA/s72-c/June+%2710+112.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332907890278734581.post-8035682684844249127</id><published>2010-06-28T19:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T19:42:46.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Camping!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I took billions of pictures (180 to be exact) on our camping trip this weekend, but for now, here's just one of my favorites....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TClc8wSf5JI/AAAAAAAAApw/Hc2PXVnc4b4/s1600/June+%2710+286.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TClc8wSf5JI/AAAAAAAAApw/Hc2PXVnc4b4/s400/June+%2710+286.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488019819752055954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Thank you &lt;a href="http://joyfulnesstotheworld.blogspot.com"&gt;Aunt Joy&lt;/a&gt; for the awesome custom Nicaraguan hammock!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/7332907890278734581-8035682684844249127?l=thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8035682684844249127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332907890278734581&amp;postID=8035682684844249127' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/8035682684844249127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/8035682684844249127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/2010/06/camping.html' title='Camping!'/><author><name>Mama G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14818409988699706712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SV0M3QV2sbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/EnHQPkRN3ak/S220/December+08+363.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TClc8wSf5JI/AAAAAAAAApw/Hc2PXVnc4b4/s72-c/June+%2710+286.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332907890278734581.post-5188696533800319021</id><published>2010-06-21T09:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T10:10:42.118-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Concerning Fathers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dear Single Ladies,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you plan to marry someday and hope to have children, make sure you choose a man who will be a good father. Someone who will sacrifice his wants for those of his kids.  Someone who will be willing to spend time nurturing, encouraging, teaching, protecting, and even disciplining his children. Someone who will strive to protect the innocence of his children in our not very innocent world. Someone who doesn't think he's too cool to pray and ask his Heavenly Father for wisdom and discernment and patience and help and mercy concerning his kids. Someone like this guy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TB-ZEjfLBjI/AAAAAAAAApY/Huk99QzLSX8/s1600/Aug-Sept+09+123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TB-ZEjfLBjI/AAAAAAAAApY/Huk99QzLSX8/s320/Aug-Sept+09+123.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485271174685066802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...or this guy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TB-ab4lWLEI/AAAAAAAAApg/b3tB929MGjY/s1600/December+08+211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TB-ab4lWLEI/AAAAAAAAApg/b3tB929MGjY/s320/December+08+211.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485272674996726850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...or this guy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TB-b1VBYpFI/AAAAAAAAApo/9pxCOaftYNE/s1600/April+%2710+359.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TB-b1VBYpFI/AAAAAAAAApo/9pxCOaftYNE/s320/April+%2710+359.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485274211638879314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay? I'm glad we had this talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love, Julie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh, and HAPPY FATHER'S DAY to these amazing fathers in our lives!&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/7332907890278734581-5188696533800319021?l=thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5188696533800319021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332907890278734581&amp;postID=5188696533800319021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/5188696533800319021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/5188696533800319021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/2010/06/concerning-fathers.html' title='Concerning Fathers'/><author><name>Mama G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14818409988699706712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SV0M3QV2sbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/EnHQPkRN3ak/S220/December+08+363.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TB-ZEjfLBjI/AAAAAAAAApY/Huk99QzLSX8/s72-c/Aug-Sept+09+123.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332907890278734581.post-6464844459280370579</id><published>2010-06-14T20:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T20:43:43.972-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes we go for a walk...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...and my kids wear outfits like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TBbx6BL_11I/AAAAAAAAApQ/2szM_liWoJE/s1600/June+%2710+047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TBbx6BL_11I/AAAAAAAAApQ/2szM_liWoJE/s320/June+%2710+047.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482835575423620946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...you know, like my old dress from when I was five, and butterfly pants and pink sparkly high tops...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TBbx5awStvI/AAAAAAAAApI/dkB12T3u3Dk/s1600/June+%2710+056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TBbx5awStvI/AAAAAAAAApI/dkB12T3u3Dk/s320/June+%2710+056.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482835565106870002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TBbxj4-EgKI/AAAAAAAAAo4/_jhuMvVsJRg/s1600/June+%2710+063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TBbxj4-EgKI/AAAAAAAAAo4/_jhuMvVsJRg/s320/June+%2710+063.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482835195260600482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...or you have butternut squash all over your face because your mom never wiped you up after dinner...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TBbxkq08MzI/AAAAAAAAApA/l13FksUBdUI/s1600/June+%2710+058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TBbxkq08MzI/AAAAAAAAApA/l13FksUBdUI/s320/June+%2710+058.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482835208644080434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...or you sport a too tight wife beater 'cuz you're super classy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TBbxjNWRPBI/AAAAAAAAAow/5Z9YSlU2joc/s1600/June+%2710+065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TBbxjNWRPBI/AAAAAAAAAow/5Z9YSlU2joc/s320/June+%2710+065.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482835183550938130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TBbxil_-1AI/AAAAAAAAAoo/VnV0J8gHFk4/s1600/June+%2710+066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TBbxil_-1AI/AAAAAAAAAoo/VnV0J8gHFk4/s320/June+%2710+066.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482835172988474370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then this happens...&lt;br /&gt;"Um mom? D go potty in my diaper."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TBbxiOxJsRI/AAAAAAAAAog/OOer4xBrQWo/s1600/June+%2710+069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TBbxiOxJsRI/AAAAAAAAAog/OOer4xBrQWo/s320/June+%2710+069.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482835166752256274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why the puddle you ask?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because he's not wearing a diaper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then a car comes down the road so he has to run out of the way and finish peeing on the side of the road (notice the puddle following him)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TBbw-pa59yI/AAAAAAAAAoY/iK56EWau1J4/s1600/June+%2710+070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TBbw-pa59yI/AAAAAAAAAoY/iK56EWau1J4/s320/June+%2710+070.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482834555431417634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TBbw9syOGsI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/eSIusr0Bbyk/s1600/June+%2710+071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TBbw9syOGsI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/eSIusr0Bbyk/s320/June+%2710+071.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482834539154643650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Emma gets ahold of the camera and Grady takes over with the stroller for awhile- please notice that they're heading straight for the neighbor's fence....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TBbw83VnzcI/AAAAAAAAAoI/dijrds2eSW8/s1600/June+%2710+075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TBbw83VnzcI/AAAAAAAAAoI/dijrds2eSW8/s320/June+%2710+075.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482834524807613890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TBbw7xEBFWI/AAAAAAAAAoA/_U88GS7Wm2Y/s1600/June+%2710+079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TBbw7xEBFWI/AAAAAAAAAoA/_U88GS7Wm2Y/s320/June+%2710+079.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482834505943291234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, home sweet home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TBbw7DdBNWI/AAAAAAAAAn4/-f4Pdqtg_cM/s1600/June+%2710+077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TBbw7DdBNWI/AAAAAAAAAn4/-f4Pdqtg_cM/s320/June+%2710+077.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482834493700126050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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/7332907890278734581-6464844459280370579?l=thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6464844459280370579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332907890278734581&amp;postID=6464844459280370579' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/6464844459280370579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/6464844459280370579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/2010/06/sometimes-we-go-for-walk.html' title='Sometimes we go for a walk...'/><author><name>Mama G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14818409988699706712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SV0M3QV2sbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/EnHQPkRN3ak/S220/December+08+363.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TBbx6BL_11I/AAAAAAAAApQ/2szM_liWoJE/s72-c/June+%2710+047.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332907890278734581.post-5299119235176047532</id><published>2010-06-13T21:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T21:19:50.999-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The tale of the missing sandals</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TBWqQuTqtgI/AAAAAAAAAno/LM-c5RTMfRw/s1600/Allergy_Picts-49.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TBWqQuTqtgI/AAAAAAAAAno/LM-c5RTMfRw/s400/Allergy_Picts-49.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482475325678597634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Grady loves his blue sandals. He wants to wear them all. the. time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, he'll be running around playing in the house and stop everything in order to go find his sandals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he can't find them, he panics.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, we don't let him wear them, because let's face it, flip flops and 2.5 year old boys are a recipe for disaster- especially when hills are involved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, tonight was one of those times when he was frantically searching for them. We couldn't find them in their typical places- under the couch, in the hall closet, in landon's room, in dad's truck.... we even called Grandma Charlene to see if he had left them at her house. But alas, the sandals were gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Grady went outside without them to help his dad move the barbecue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he stepped on a bee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TBWqPISNXCI/AAAAAAAAAnY/66gTjAL7K4k/s1600/June+%2710+045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TBWqPISNXCI/AAAAAAAAAnY/66gTjAL7K4k/s400/June+%2710+045.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482475298292063266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is him holding an icepack in his hands (for no apparent reason) and soaking his feet in a sink full of icy epsom salt water. He's not very happy (in case you couldn't tell).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TBWsKBfnmKI/AAAAAAAAAnw/lZdyYhYvtxA/s1600/June+%2710+046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TBWsKBfnmKI/AAAAAAAAAnw/lZdyYhYvtxA/s400/June+%2710+046.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482477409593170082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's a picture of the sting. You probably can't see anything because, thankfully, he isn't allergic to bee stings and it didn't swell up or anything. But holding up his foot and telling me all about it distracted him from the pain for a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, as soon as we got the stinger out and I went into the backyard to check the barbecue, I found his missing flip flops under the tire swing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess I'm not going to think he's so ridiculous when he wants to find his sandals anymore, because looking for them for a few more minutes sure would have been better than an big fat stinger in the bottom of his foot!&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/7332907890278734581-5299119235176047532?l=thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5299119235176047532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332907890278734581&amp;postID=5299119235176047532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/5299119235176047532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/5299119235176047532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/2010/06/tale-of-missing-sandals.html' title='The tale of the missing sandals'/><author><name>Mama G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14818409988699706712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SV0M3QV2sbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/EnHQPkRN3ak/S220/December+08+363.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TBWqQuTqtgI/AAAAAAAAAno/LM-c5RTMfRw/s72-c/Allergy_Picts-49.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332907890278734581.post-5913817276464769590</id><published>2010-06-11T09:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T13:45:10.751-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Me vs. Coffeemate</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's summertime and you know what that means....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lazy schedules&lt;br /&gt;swim lessons&lt;br /&gt;fresh garden grown produce&lt;br /&gt;amazing weather&lt;br /&gt;lots of vacations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;iced coffee drinks&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, with 3 kids, there really isn't anything else (except for God's grace) that will help me through the loooooong, hot summer days with my sanity [relatively] intact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to only indulge in iced coffee drinks when my husband would so kindly pick me up one on his way home from work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my sister taught me how to make them at home with chilled coffee, milk, ice, and coffeemate creamer. These were good...... except for the coffeemate creamer part. That stuff is nasty, artificial and it leaves a strange film on the inside of my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So last week I set out to figure out how to make homemade coffee creamer with real, honest, no-nasty aftertaste ingredients&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it wasn't as hard as I thought it might be and it is easily adaptable to any specific needs. Like, if you don't like real sugar, you could use agave nectar. Or if you don't like vanilla, you could use whatever flavoring suits you. And, obviously, any kind of milk would work here as well, the more fat content, the creamier, but I just used 1% and it tasted delish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far this week I've stirred it into hot coffee, iced coffee and hot tea and I haven't been disappointed yet! So, here's my unexact recipe. Go try it out and give me some feedback on if it worked for you or not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Creamer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Put milk in a saucepan (3 c ? or more)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;2. Add sugar (depending on how sweet you want it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;3. Turn on heat and simmer (don't boil or the milk will get that nasty skin on top) for like 20 minutes or so, stirring every once in awhile. You want the liquid to reduce out a bit and the sugar to dissolve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;4. Add vanilla extract (at least a teaspoon)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;5. Cook that for another minute and then turn off the heat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;6. Cool completely. Store in the fridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Iced Coffee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. pour chilled coffee into a cup, about half way up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;2. add a splash (or more) of your creamer. it isn't as potent as coffeemate so you may need a little more than you would normally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;3. toss in a few ice cubes&lt;br /&gt;4. top it off with milk.&lt;br /&gt;5. Stir and enjoy, and make it  through the rest of your day with a smile on your face :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/7332907890278734581-5913817276464769590?l=thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5913817276464769590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332907890278734581&amp;postID=5913817276464769590' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/5913817276464769590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/5913817276464769590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/2010/06/me-vs-coffeemate.html' title='Me vs. Coffeemate'/><author><name>Mama G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14818409988699706712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SV0M3QV2sbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/EnHQPkRN3ak/S220/December+08+363.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332907890278734581.post-392409542529439378</id><published>2010-06-09T13:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T14:08:42.129-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Day of Preschool</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, today was the last day of preschool for Emma Joy. It started off okay....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TBAANwCwaiI/AAAAAAAAAm0/8IQAzwc7tlQ/s1600/June+%2710+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TBAANwCwaiI/AAAAAAAAAm0/8IQAzwc7tlQ/s400/June+%2710+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480880982744656418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(all dressed up and holding the cards she made for her teachers)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The families were all invited to come to the last few minutes of class to watch the kids sing songs. That's when it got ugly...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TBAAOn1IIYI/AAAAAAAAAm8/V_qFZs4H_pM/s1600/June+%2710+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TBAAOn1IIYI/AAAAAAAAAm8/V_qFZs4H_pM/s400/June+%2710+015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480880997719875970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(she was NOT going to perform, thank you very much)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...and then each kid got a certificate and a special award. Guess which kid was the only one who refused to go up to receive her award?....&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TBAAPItacLI/AAAAAAAAAnE/pvbs_nH_pwM/s1600/June+%2710+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TBAAPItacLI/AAAAAAAAAnE/pvbs_nH_pwM/s400/June+%2710+017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480881006545891506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(standing in the back with me and kind of smiling)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...then there was a picnic. This was much better because she got to sit with her BFF Athena [the only other girl in her class who is allowed to dress herself] and eat TJ's cheese sandwich crackers for lunch....&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TBAAQNBcSQI/AAAAAAAAAnM/Q5w8ZhP9XJY/s1600/June+%2710+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TBAAQNBcSQI/AAAAAAAAAnM/Q5w8ZhP9XJY/s400/June+%2710+019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480881024883509506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(Athena and Emma, kindred spirits in life and fashion)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to believe that this phase of her life is already over. Man, I'm gonna miss only having to drag 3 kids out the door for school 3 days a week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Preschool Graduation Emma Joy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7332907890278734581-392409542529439378?l=thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/392409542529439378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332907890278734581&amp;postID=392409542529439378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/392409542529439378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/392409542529439378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/2010/06/last-day-of-preschool.html' title='Last Day of Preschool'/><author><name>Mama G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14818409988699706712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SV0M3QV2sbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/EnHQPkRN3ak/S220/December+08+363.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/TBAANwCwaiI/AAAAAAAAAm0/8IQAzwc7tlQ/s72-c/June+%2710+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332907890278734581.post-6762780373133574456</id><published>2010-05-19T12:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T14:31:08.052-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Growing old with someone</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S_RXYAQJQrI/AAAAAAAAAmU/ynpsFFAnigc/s1600/December+09+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S_RXYAQJQrI/AAAAAAAAAmU/ynpsFFAnigc/s400/December+09+027.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473095517058187954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today is Grandma Phyllis' 84th birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A year ago, I wouldn't have thought that she'd have made it to this day. You see, since she's lived here (20 months) she's been hospitalized several times, had pneumonia once or twice, broken some bones, and been found by neighbors down the street a few times. And yet today, on her 84th birthday, aside from some dementia and a slight case of diabetes, she's totally healthy and strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now some people may think we're nuts for inviting a totally dependent elderly person into our home when we already had 2 (and now 3!) kids and a crazy dog. I don't disagree. We &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;are&lt;/span&gt; nuts. But in our hearts, crazy as they may be, we believe that families should take care of one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we do. And I'm not gonna lie and say that it's easy. It's the hardest thing we've ever done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then we see Emma exhibiting compassion (something that I totally lack) and guiding Grandma to the table or giving her hugs or encouraging her. Or we see Grady checking up on Grandma and making sure she's where she's supposed to be. Or we see Grandma's face when she's sitting on the couch singing along to a Bible Songs dvd with three of her great-grandkids. And that's how we know that we're doing what we're supposed to be doing. Our lives are crazier and more hectic- yes; but they are also richer and fuller and more compassionate and less self-centered. And our kids are learning, right along with us, the importance of serving others and being hospitable and generous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so really, even though it's inconvenient and often unpleasant and it requires so much more of us than we would like to give, we consider it a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;blessing&lt;/span&gt; to have her in our home and are so &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;thankful&lt;/span&gt; to have her as a part of our family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 84th birthday Grandma Phyllis.... and many more :)&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/7332907890278734581-6762780373133574456?l=thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6762780373133574456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332907890278734581&amp;postID=6762780373133574456' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/6762780373133574456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/6762780373133574456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/2010/05/growing-old-with-someone.html' title='Growing old with someone'/><author><name>Mama G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14818409988699706712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SV0M3QV2sbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/EnHQPkRN3ak/S220/December+08+363.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S_RXYAQJQrI/AAAAAAAAAmU/ynpsFFAnigc/s72-c/December+09+027.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332907890278734581.post-5503521744321555566</id><published>2010-05-18T20:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T21:00:50.158-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FIVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On Sunday, our baby girl turned 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S_NV7AvDcYI/AAAAAAAAAls/4krb9ht0IAI/s1600/emma5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S_NV7AvDcYI/AAAAAAAAAls/4krb9ht0IAI/s320/emma5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472812444483285378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow.&lt;br /&gt; Yes, the past 5 years have gone by too fast.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, we cannot believe that our itty bitty baby girl is now 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S_NexL6NxrI/AAAAAAAAAl8/deFDlmJQhwU/s1600/Emma+5s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S_NexL6NxrI/AAAAAAAAAl8/deFDlmJQhwU/s320/Emma+5s.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472822171288848050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She's full of life. Full of questions. Full of compassion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's a worrier. A nurturer. An artist.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S_NfV8V006I/AAAAAAAAAmE/TsBBadWJS3k/s1600/emma+dwg.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S_NfV8V006I/AAAAAAAAAmE/TsBBadWJS3k/s320/emma+dwg.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472822802764845986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She's a perfectionist. She's inquisitive. She's mature. She loves to do math (yes, really). She doesn't love to eat- still.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S_NXBTPdxvI/AAAAAAAAAl0/NE8Fms_YhQw/s1600/Emma+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S_NXBTPdxvI/AAAAAAAAAl0/NE8Fms_YhQw/s320/Emma+5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472813652041910002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy 5th Birthday to our sweet, wonderful Emma Joy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are SO proud of you and are very thankful that God has blessed us so greatly by giving you to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[And thank you to &lt;a href="http://danielallenphoto.blogspot.com"&gt;Dan Ramming&lt;/a&gt; for the great pics!]&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/7332907890278734581-5503521744321555566?l=thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5503521744321555566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332907890278734581&amp;postID=5503521744321555566' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/5503521744321555566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/5503521744321555566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/2010/05/five.html' title='FIVE'/><author><name>Mama G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14818409988699706712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SV0M3QV2sbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/EnHQPkRN3ak/S220/December+08+363.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S_NV7AvDcYI/AAAAAAAAAls/4krb9ht0IAI/s72-c/emma5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332907890278734581.post-4910032926034426139</id><published>2010-05-12T20:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T21:26:56.424-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Are you really 26?"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had a mother's day tea at Emma's preschool today. All of the mothers showed up during the last 45 minutes of class and we squeezed our post-birth hips into preschool sized chairs and pulled ourselves up to a preschool height banquet table and then had our preschoolers sit on our laps while we drank sweet tea and ate cucumber sandwiches. It was bliss. Each child filled out a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;questionnaire&lt;/span&gt; about his or her mom and we got to see how our children view us. Here's what Emma had to say about me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mommy's eyes are __green___.&lt;br /&gt;Her hair is __black__.&lt;br /&gt;I think my mommy is __26__ years old.&lt;br /&gt;My mommy likes to __take a nap__.&lt;br /&gt;Her favorite food is __beans__.&lt;br /&gt;My mommy laughs when __"I be silly"__.&lt;br /&gt;My mommy and I like to __watch tv__.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I should spare you my thoughts about her answers. (Black hair? Really!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since this questionnaire was handed back to us during the tea, all of the moms got to chuckle about the answers. Some kids said that their moms liked to do laundry (yeah right!), and most of the kids said ridiculous numbers for their mom's age, like 150 or 9354. Well, the age question gave some other moms the courage to ask me what they'd been wondering for the past few years: "Are you &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; 26!?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Um, no, I'm 28 actually."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to which I received comments like:&lt;br /&gt;"Ooooh, 28. I had my first kid when I was 28." [said kid is now in 8th grade so this mom is in her mid 40's]&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, to be 28 again! I'm 44 and I'm about to be a grandma!"&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;"Oh man, my twenties were rough. My thirties were sooo much better. And so far, my forties have been very enlightening" [blah, blah, blah]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, these conversations confirmed what I already knew but was hoping to disregard: I am by more than a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;decade&lt;/span&gt; the youngest mother in Emma's class. No exaggeration. The mothers of her friends are closer to my&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; mom's&lt;/span&gt; age than they are to my age. I know that it's cool to wait to have kids later in life and all, but really, can't there be ANY moms around that are my age? Or even in their 30's!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my dear friends who are not yet married and don't yet have kids: no need to fret. you &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;haven't&lt;/span&gt; missed the boat. in fact, if you move to walnut creek, you'll buy yourself another 10 years before you'll even start to feel the need to procreate :)&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/7332907890278734581-4910032926034426139?l=thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4910032926034426139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332907890278734581&amp;postID=4910032926034426139' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/4910032926034426139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/4910032926034426139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/2010/05/answers-to-age-old-question.html' title='&quot;Are you really 26?&quot;'/><author><name>Mama G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14818409988699706712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SV0M3QV2sbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/EnHQPkRN3ak/S220/December+08+363.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332907890278734581.post-5014813955661048290</id><published>2010-04-29T19:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T20:56:53.514-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What About Bob?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;you know, Bob from the movie. His psychiatrist Dr Marvin told Bob to take a vacation from his problems and we all know how that turned out; "Look at me Dr M, I'm sailing, I'm sailing!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we've had lots of problems around here lately (mostly with childrearing) and so on Saturday night we decided to follow Dr Marvin's sage advice and take a vacation from our problems by going away somewhere, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;anywhere&lt;/span&gt;, and spending some serious focused attention time with our little kids who used to be so sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first time ever, we didn't plan ahead or over-think our trip. We packed up our car at 6pm on Sunday with some warm-ish clothes, a camera, and an ice chest that Dylan packed while I was at a baby shower that afternoon containing a gallon of milk, a box of Crispix, two packages of goldfish, some salami, a bag of cuties, some string cheese and half an avocado and rice cereal for Landon, and hit the road for......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S9pNde7MYiI/AAAAAAAAAkc/aev2Nqqa5Sg/s1600/April+%2710+377.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S9pNde7MYiI/AAAAAAAAAkc/aev2Nqqa5Sg/s320/April+%2710+377.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465766266680402466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....Yosemite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got there at 10:30 (pm!) we checked into our heated tent cabin and cashed out for the night. Then 6am happened and the HUNDREDS of sixth graders who were occupying the cabins surrounding ours came out. (No, sixth graders are NOT quiet at 6am in case you were wondering.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent the next two days riding on the shuttle bus, walking around, watching deer and throwing lots and lots of pinecones and rocks into the rivers. We didn't go on any big hikes, we had absolutely no agenda, we weren't rushing around trying to accomplish anything, and our kids had the time of their lives. Hmmm, maybe our everyday lives should somehow be lived similar to this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S9pQJ-oxJmI/AAAAAAAAAk8/Y-B3jbPzXOU/s1600/April+%2710+254.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S9pQJ-oxJmI/AAAAAAAAAk8/Y-B3jbPzXOU/s320/April+%2710+254.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465769230130554466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S9pSXtwcfGI/AAAAAAAAAlk/FTaHGnmwvDo/s1600/April+%2710+309.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S9pSXtwcfGI/AAAAAAAAAlk/FTaHGnmwvDo/s320/April+%2710+309.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465771665140776034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S9pSWIFfdlI/AAAAAAAAAlM/w9-6km8lr_U/s1600/April+%2710+291.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S9pSWIFfdlI/AAAAAAAAAlM/w9-6km8lr_U/s320/April+%2710+291.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465771637848634962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S9pSXEz3IRI/AAAAAAAAAlc/-Ux5cVHUg2M/s1600/April+%2710+303.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S9pSXEz3IRI/AAAAAAAAAlc/-Ux5cVHUg2M/s320/April+%2710+303.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465771654149251346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S9pSWqiuQ_I/AAAAAAAAAlU/J44s9Nc3T7I/s1600/April+%2710+314.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S9pSWqiuQ_I/AAAAAAAAAlU/J44s9Nc3T7I/s320/April+%2710+314.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465771647098045426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S9pQKEBZeRI/AAAAAAAAAlE/7vaJFsgl6PA/s1600/April+%2710+298.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S9pQKEBZeRI/AAAAAAAAAlE/7vaJFsgl6PA/s320/April+%2710+298.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465769231576037650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S9pLmzafK-I/AAAAAAAAAj8/H6E-qXBcmOk/s1600/April+%2710+223.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S9pLmzafK-I/AAAAAAAAAj8/H6E-qXBcmOk/s320/April+%2710+223.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465764227775933410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S9pLnTEsFRI/AAAAAAAAAkE/U_aFbaIgLhg/s1600/April+%2710+236.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S9pLnTEsFRI/AAAAAAAAAkE/U_aFbaIgLhg/s320/April+%2710+236.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465764236274439442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S9pQJAG6axI/AAAAAAAAAk0/R1TzDnlYjt0/s1600/April+%2710+335.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S9pQJAG6axI/AAAAAAAAAk0/R1TzDnlYjt0/s320/April+%2710+335.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465769213345557266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S9pQIkGokRI/AAAAAAAAAks/qwziT4wCK4c/s1600/April+%2710+280.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S9pQIkGokRI/AAAAAAAAAks/qwziT4wCK4c/s320/April+%2710+280.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465769205828194578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S9pNeBYvhwI/AAAAAAAAAkk/U4CAUkcCpAI/s1600/April+%2710+357.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S9pNeBYvhwI/AAAAAAAAAkk/U4CAUkcCpAI/s320/April+%2710+357.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465766275931145986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S9pLoJcMCEI/AAAAAAAAAkM/_z88jPSVRX8/s1600/April+%2710+249.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S9pLoJcMCEI/AAAAAAAAAkM/_z88jPSVRX8/s320/April+%2710+249.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465764250868516930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being surrounded by so much beauty and awesomeness was a great way to re-group and re-prioritize. Our children still love us and we were reminded just how delightful and wonderful they are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. No trip to Yosemite is complete without a stop at the trout fish hatchery. It's even more exciting in the POURING rain :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S9pNc2WrfJI/AAAAAAAAAkU/lE2ci1eFOY4/s1600/April+%2710+380.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S9pNc2WrfJI/AAAAAAAAAkU/lE2ci1eFOY4/s320/April+%2710+380.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465766255789833362" 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/7332907890278734581-5014813955661048290?l=thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5014813955661048290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332907890278734581&amp;postID=5014813955661048290' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/5014813955661048290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/5014813955661048290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/2010/04/what-about-bob.html' title='What About Bob?'/><author><name>Mama G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14818409988699706712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SV0M3QV2sbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/EnHQPkRN3ak/S220/December+08+363.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S9pNde7MYiI/AAAAAAAAAkc/aev2Nqqa5Sg/s72-c/April+%2710+377.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332907890278734581.post-6891901540270298380</id><published>2010-04-20T20:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T20:48:33.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Marine World Africa USA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;well, that's what it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;used&lt;/span&gt; to be called anyway. Now it's &lt;a href="http://www.sixflags.com/discoveryKingdom/index.aspx"&gt;Six Flags Discovery Kingdom&lt;/a&gt;. Anyway, we went there on Friday and were reminded what a little gem of an amusement park we have right here in the ol' Bay Area. Don't be deterred by the fact that it's in Vallejo, one of the most ghetto and unsafe cities in the Country. The park is actually really nice and clean and friendly; there are animal shows and little rides for the kids and crazy guts-dropping-out-of-your-face roller coasters for Dylan (who &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;forced&lt;/span&gt; me to go on one with him). It's only 30 minutes from my house, it's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;relatively&lt;/span&gt; inexpensive (especially when someone else pays for you- thanks mom!), and it's a small enough park that you can do most of the stuff in a day without feeling totally exhausted at the end. And, best of all, my kids pretty much thought they were at Disneyland so we can put &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; trip off for a bit longer :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, here are some pics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S85zusmb7xI/AAAAAAAAAjA/BMkggeZyr8k/s1600/April+%2710+126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S85zusmb7xI/AAAAAAAAAjA/BMkggeZyr8k/s320/April+%2710+126.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462430644130541330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S851CQwqbZI/AAAAAAAAAjo/kqTcvHDBRMs/s1600/April+%2710+141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S851CQwqbZI/AAAAAAAAAjo/kqTcvHDBRMs/s320/April+%2710+141.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462432079766252946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S851B4TgEuI/AAAAAAAAAjg/77adRn73rQ0/s1600/April+%2710+121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S851B4TgEuI/AAAAAAAAAjg/77adRn73rQ0/s320/April+%2710+121.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462432073201488610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S851BEYqIzI/AAAAAAAAAjY/E-xnKyY5u5I/s1600/April+%2710+118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S851BEYqIzI/AAAAAAAAAjY/E-xnKyY5u5I/s320/April+%2710+118.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462432059264475954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S85zvTF0s0I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/35aB6_dso5k/s1600/April+%2710+097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S85zvTF0s0I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/35aB6_dso5k/s320/April+%2710+097.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462430654462735170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S85zu1gRKhI/AAAAAAAAAjI/bBnwUUFVyH0/s1600/April+%2710+091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S85zu1gRKhI/AAAAAAAAAjI/bBnwUUFVyH0/s320/April+%2710+091.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462430646520588818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/7332907890278734581-6891901540270298380?l=thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6891901540270298380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332907890278734581&amp;postID=6891901540270298380' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/6891901540270298380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/6891901540270298380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/2010/04/marine-world-africa-usa.html' title='Marine World Africa USA'/><author><name>Mama G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14818409988699706712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SV0M3QV2sbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/EnHQPkRN3ak/S220/December+08+363.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S85zusmb7xI/AAAAAAAAAjA/BMkggeZyr8k/s72-c/April+%2710+126.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332907890278734581.post-365732264013189433</id><published>2010-04-15T13:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T19:47:05.891-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No Snail Bait Needed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Do you ever have "green guilt?" You know, that guilty feeling that you get when when you throw the plastic water bottle in the trash can because you can't find a recycling bin around? Or when you have food scraps that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;should&lt;/span&gt; go into a compost bin that would make fabulous soil for your summer garden but you've never gotten around to building a compost bin so instead you throw the scraps in the trash? Or when you try the natural remedy for keeping pests out of your garden but when it doesn't work, you pull out the ol' faithful pesticides and obliterate the pest population?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, in our not-quite-green-guilt-free garden, we can cross off the need for snail bait. Our solution?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma and Grady- the snail population's worst nightmare:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S8eASxloE7I/AAAAAAAAAiY/sAsQqMpue28/s1600/April+%2710+068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S8eASxloE7I/AAAAAAAAAiY/sAsQqMpue28/s320/April+%2710+068.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460474133247169458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Grady throwing a handful of snails into the bucket)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S8eAT48E3wI/AAAAAAAAAio/uTGMLIMBoYc/s1600/April+%2710+062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S8eAT48E3wI/AAAAAAAAAio/uTGMLIMBoYc/s320/April+%2710+062.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460474152400248578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(yes, literally a handful!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S8eATRjMBzI/AAAAAAAAAig/7vteUkXoIUc/s1600/April+%2710+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S8eATRjMBzI/AAAAAAAAAig/7vteUkXoIUc/s320/April+%2710+049.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460474141826877234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Emma showing me the "snail slobber" all over her hands)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S8eAUI23KVI/AAAAAAAAAiw/ha_NZTQHg_c/s1600/April+%2710+077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S8eAUI23KVI/AAAAAAAAAiw/ha_NZTQHg_c/s320/April+%2710+077.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460474156673345874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;("Look mom, these ones are climbing all over each other")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly for my children, their little snail friends will escape tonight- into the trash can! Shhhh, don't tell them, it's our little secret!&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/7332907890278734581-365732264013189433?l=thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/365732264013189433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332907890278734581&amp;postID=365732264013189433' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/365732264013189433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/365732264013189433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/2010/04/no-snail-bait-needed.html' title='No Snail Bait Needed'/><author><name>Mama G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14818409988699706712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SV0M3QV2sbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/EnHQPkRN3ak/S220/December+08+363.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S8eASxloE7I/AAAAAAAAAiY/sAsQqMpue28/s72-c/April+%2710+068.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332907890278734581.post-1522167678826738845</id><published>2010-04-13T20:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T21:04:58.505-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What we've been doing...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's been a month since I last posted because, well, not a whole lot out of the ordinary has been going on around here. Here are some thoughts and pictures about our ordinary life:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my friend Maria at her bridal shower. She got married on Sunday. I was her wedding coordinator and I realized that in my other life- the one where I don't have three small children and a husband who doesn't like to be neglected- that would be my dream job.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S8U6S7V8NzI/AAAAAAAAAho/YfMHP-fe3IM/s1600/March+%2710+099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S8U6S7V8NzI/AAAAAAAAAho/YfMHP-fe3IM/s320/March+%2710+099.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459834220098369330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These are my kids eating an afternoon snack of pirate's booty. Apparently they didn't want me to be taking this photo. Landon really, really wanted some but alas, he's not &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;quite&lt;/span&gt; ready for cheesy rice puffs.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S8U6TQjwUxI/AAAAAAAAAhw/W_1Wcqc3KBM/s1600/April+%2710+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S8U6TQjwUxI/AAAAAAAAAhw/W_1Wcqc3KBM/s320/April+%2710+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459834225793454866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Grady and Emma dying Easter eggs. Grady was really patient and got great color on his eggs. Emma just wanted to cover hers with stickers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S8U6TwdVUpI/AAAAAAAAAh4/7RFGPLaULSY/s1600/April+%2710+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S8U6TwdVUpI/AAAAAAAAAh4/7RFGPLaULSY/s320/April+%2710+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459834234356454034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S8U6UXXPYKI/AAAAAAAAAiA/R747Lsy1N7I/s1600/April+%2710+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S8U6UXXPYKI/AAAAAAAAAiA/R747Lsy1N7I/s320/April+%2710+031.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459834244799881378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Landon, child number 3, making sure that we don't ignore him. Doesn't his little face make your heart melt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S8U7pKRNxcI/AAAAAAAAAiI/IwVwQwNeR-4/s1600/April+%2710+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S8U7pKRNxcI/AAAAAAAAAiI/IwVwQwNeR-4/s320/April+%2710+020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459835701573830082" 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/7332907890278734581-1522167678826738845?l=thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1522167678826738845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332907890278734581&amp;postID=1522167678826738845' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/1522167678826738845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/1522167678826738845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/2010/04/what-weve-been-doing.html' title='What we&apos;ve been doing...'/><author><name>Mama G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14818409988699706712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SV0M3QV2sbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/EnHQPkRN3ak/S220/December+08+363.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S8U6S7V8NzI/AAAAAAAAAho/YfMHP-fe3IM/s72-c/March+%2710+099.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332907890278734581.post-6963163438098755837</id><published>2010-03-12T09:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T09:38:01.188-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another incredibly addicting cookie recipe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My kids have been sick for going on two weeks. And for the first time, "sick" around here doesn't just mean a runny nose or a cough. This sickness includes sinus pressure, bad ear infections and really, really nasty eye goop. On top of it all, Dylan has a &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VbmbMSrsZVQ"&gt;man cold&lt;/a&gt;- thankfully not the worst one he's ever had but a man cold all the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God for health insurance, antibiotics and His mercy which has kept me relatively healthy amidst all of the germs. Also, thanks to these amazing, addicting, not overly sweet, chewy chocolate cookies which have made my life a whole lot more bearable these past few weeks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate Truffle Cookies&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Note: In the comments of the &lt;a href="http://bakingbites.com/2008/12/chocolate-truffle-cookies/"&gt;Baking Bites blog&lt;/a&gt; where this recipe was originally featured, several commenters mentioned their cookies had spread quite a bit. I didn't have a problem with that, but two tips I'd be aware of is first, to make sure your butter isn't overly soft - a cool room temperature is what you are looking for (you can tell if the butter is just right for creaming if you press your index finger into the butter and it gives just a little but it isn't easy for you to slide your finger all the way through). Second, chill the batter for 30 minutes if you are working in a warm kitchen or if your batter seems overly soft. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Makes about 3 dozen cookies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 1/4 cups (2 1/2 sticks) butter, room temperature&lt;br /&gt;2 cups powdered sugar&lt;br /&gt;1/3 cup unsweetened cocoa powder&lt;br /&gt;1/4 teaspoon salt&lt;br /&gt;1/4 cup sour cream or plain yogurt&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon vanilla extract&lt;br /&gt;2 1/4 cups all purpose flour&lt;br /&gt;2 cups semisweet or bittersweet chocolate chips&lt;br /&gt;approximately 1/3 cup cocoa powder (for rolling)&lt;br /&gt;approximately 2/3 cup powdered sugar (for rolling)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preheat the oven to 325 degrees. Line two baking sheets with parchment paper or silpat liners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a large bowl, cream together the butter and powdered sugar, adding the sugar in slowly so that it doesn’t puff everywhere and transform your kitchen into a white mess. In a fine mesh strainer/sieve, place the cocoa powder and salt and sift this mixture into the butter/sugar and mix until well combined. Beat in the sour cream and vanilla extract. With the mixer on low, blend in the flour until no streaks of flour remain. Stir in the chocolate chips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your kitchen is very warm and the dough is hard to handle, refrigerate the dough for 30 to 60 minutes before rolling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shape the dough into 1-inch balls and roll each ball lightly in the cocoa powder and place on the baking sheet. Do not flatten the cookies. The cookies will not spread very much if the dough is chilled, so they can be placed fairly close together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bake the cookies for 10 minutes. They will just barely be set but you don't want to overbake or they will be dry. Let them cool on the baking sheet for 3-5 minutes and then transfer them to a wire rack to cool completely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the cookies have reached room temperature, after about 30-45 minutes, roll each cookie in powdered sugar until completely coated. Store in an airtight container.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Recipe Source:&lt;/b&gt; from My Kitchen Cafe/originally from &lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://bakingbites.com/2008/12/chocolate-truffle-cookies/"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Baking Bites&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7332907890278734581-6963163438098755837?l=thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6963163438098755837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332907890278734581&amp;postID=6963163438098755837' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/6963163438098755837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/6963163438098755837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/2010/03/another-incredibly-addicting-cookie.html' title='Another incredibly addicting cookie recipe'/><author><name>Mama G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14818409988699706712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SV0M3QV2sbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/EnHQPkRN3ak/S220/December+08+363.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332907890278734581.post-3702555356772357545</id><published>2010-03-08T18:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T18:29:07.523-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Peano Beano</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After dinner tonight, Grandma was in high spirits and she insisted upon helping with the dishes. I must admit that this makes me cringe because I know that no soap will be used and everything will be put away -dirty- and into the wrong place. But, who am I to deny happiness to an almost 84 year-old!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she started rifling around under the sink and bringing my recyclables out to add to the dishes pile, Dylan went over to the sink to divert her attention away from the trash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She simply smiled, nodded and asked what she should do with the "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;peano beano&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dylan said, "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oh, do you mean the peanut butter&lt;/span&gt; (there was an empty jar in the sink)?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More smiles and nods (You know, like what &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; might do when you're in Mexico and people are speaking to you in Spanish and you kind of understand what they're saying but not totally)  "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Uh huh. The peano beano&lt;/span&gt;." [as in: duh, that's what I said!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Well Grandma, I guess you can just throw that away since it's empty&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Okay. Yes&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there you have it!&lt;br /&gt;&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/7332907890278734581-3702555356772357545?l=thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3702555356772357545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332907890278734581&amp;postID=3702555356772357545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/3702555356772357545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/3702555356772357545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/2010/03/peano-beano.html' title='Peano Beano'/><author><name>Mama G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14818409988699706712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SV0M3QV2sbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/EnHQPkRN3ak/S220/December+08+363.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332907890278734581.post-2296721318910898542</id><published>2010-03-06T13:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T14:00:03.972-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a hard knocks life...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...for Grady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past month, he's had his first overnight trip to the ER visit for a spiking temperature, a run-in with a tree (see previous post) and is now on his second round of antibiotics for double ear infections and some nasty eye goop problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The eye goop issue is the most disgusting thing we've encountered so far as parents. I won't go into details on how gross and wrong it is to see. But I will say that for two mornings this week, his eyes were literally glued shut from the goop. In case you're wondering, two year-old boys do &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; like to have their eyes glued shut. Thankfully, a nice hot shower and some super vigorous scrubbing opened them back up. But now his face is all bruised up from the srubbing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dylan says that Grady looks like one of those street kids that you meet on a missions trip that are oozing from their orifices but are oh so exited to be alive and want to play with you and hug you and haven't a concern in the world about spreading disease. I think that pretty much sums it up.....&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S5LPb7El1hI/AAAAAAAAAhY/FOVEH-lOD44/s1600-h/March+%2710+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S5LPb7El1hI/AAAAAAAAAhY/FOVEH-lOD44/s400/March+%2710+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445642978064717330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(note: this pic was taken after 3 doses of antibiotic so he looks MUCH better than he did...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. we're scheduled to take family pics with the gonsalves' tomorrow. is it wrong to put cover-up on little boys?&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/7332907890278734581-2296721318910898542?l=thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2296721318910898542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332907890278734581&amp;postID=2296721318910898542' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/2296721318910898542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/2296721318910898542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/2010/03/its-hard-knocks-life.html' title='It&apos;s a hard knocks life...'/><author><name>Mama G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14818409988699706712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SV0M3QV2sbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/EnHQPkRN3ak/S220/December+08+363.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S5LPb7El1hI/AAAAAAAAAhY/FOVEH-lOD44/s72-c/March+%2710+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332907890278734581.post-6491190728853341229</id><published>2010-02-26T21:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T21:43:40.025-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This one time in Tahoe....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;two of our kids got matching raspberries on their foreheads&lt;br /&gt;from two different sledding crashes&lt;br /&gt;into two different trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(guess which parent was in charge?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emma used her hands to block the branches and, thankfully, has bangs to cover up the fat goose egg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grady wasn't so quick with his hands and, well.... a picture's worth a thousand words, right?&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S4ipv8wEXhI/AAAAAAAAAgY/5ign3aX4LQg/s1600-h/February+%2710+164.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S4ipv8wEXhI/AAAAAAAAAgY/5ign3aX4LQg/s400/February+%2710+164.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442786790903930386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thankfully, kids are resilient and other than  grady's repeated comments about getting an owie from a christmas tree, the rest of our weekend in the snow was great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S4iuCr3K-9I/AAAAAAAAAgg/to0M-0pveP8/s1600-h/February+%2710+172.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S4iuCr3K-9I/AAAAAAAAAgg/to0M-0pveP8/s200/February+%2710+172.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442791510834346962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(helping shovel out our luge track)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S4iuDmP1VDI/AAAAAAAAAgw/2hcSIdCbI3A/s1600-h/February+%2710+141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S4iuDmP1VDI/AAAAAAAAAgw/2hcSIdCbI3A/s200/February+%2710+141.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442791526507041842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(emma missing a run-in with the tree that got grady)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S4iuDYuLqQI/AAAAAAAAAgo/5ybb7EbnIj8/s1600-h/February+%2710+211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S4iuDYuLqQI/AAAAAAAAAgo/5ybb7EbnIj8/s200/February+%2710+211.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442791522876238082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(thanks for the outfit grandma charlene!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S4ivYvfEuKI/AAAAAAAAAhI/8lg1sDRtpwc/s1600-h/February+%2710+244.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S4ivYvfEuKI/AAAAAAAAAhI/8lg1sDRtpwc/s200/February+%2710+244.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442792989275764898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(purple lips from eating snow)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S4ivXa6MpkI/AAAAAAAAAg4/c4T6sxD_Hto/s1600-h/February+%2710+258.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S4ivXa6MpkI/AAAAAAAAAg4/c4T6sxD_Hto/s200/February+%2710+258.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442792966572516930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(landon laughing at his brother)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Thank you to the Dowds for hosting us!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/7332907890278734581-6491190728853341229?l=thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6491190728853341229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332907890278734581&amp;postID=6491190728853341229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/6491190728853341229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/6491190728853341229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/2010/02/this-one-time-in-tahoe.html' title='This one time in Tahoe....'/><author><name>Mama G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14818409988699706712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SV0M3QV2sbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/EnHQPkRN3ak/S220/December+08+363.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S4ipv8wEXhI/AAAAAAAAAgY/5ign3aX4LQg/s72-c/February+%2710+164.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332907890278734581.post-5786602295756547792</id><published>2010-02-18T13:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T14:07:06.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can you say MELLOW!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He didn't cry at all when the doctor scraped a bunch of gunk out of his ear and declared that he has an ear infection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He didn't even flinch when she stuck a big ol' swab up his nose to test for RSV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the doctor made him turn his neck the direction that he doesn't like to, and then told him he needs physical therapy to unflatten his head, he didn't even squawk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as soon as he was done with a bout of smoker's cough and was diagnosed with bronchiolitis, he was all smiles and coos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only the shots, the 3 miserable pokes into his fat little thighs, made him upset. He cried at the nurse like she had personally offended him. And then he obediently ate his little vial of rotovirus vaccine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a champ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S32zb_PAljI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/vSk6_9SYPV4/s1600-h/February+%2710+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S32zb_PAljI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/vSk6_9SYPV4/s400/February+%2710+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439701218345653810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's hard to believe that it's been 4 months since we've welcomed this little [fat] guy into our family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what's Landon like? I'm glad you asked....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He's mellow. Chill. Good natured. All around wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;He's been sleeping through the night for about a month now.&lt;br /&gt;He laughs really hard at his older brother's antics.&lt;br /&gt;He spits up ALL THE TIME.&lt;br /&gt;He likes to 'talk.' A lot. (Remember Emma's "waaataaah" phase? I'm pretty sure he's gonna be like that!)&lt;br /&gt;He's a thumb sucker. Yuck.&lt;br /&gt;He LOVES being sung to. And tries to sing back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about his stats?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't find Emma's 4 month stats, but at six months she was 14lbs 12 ozs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 4 months Grady was 14lbs 8ozs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 4 months Landon is...... 15lbs!!! And &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; is why I call him the fat kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That and because of the comments that every stranger on the streets make: "WOW! He's ONLY 4 months!! He sure is a big boy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes he is. And good for him. If he were a frail little thing, he wouldn't have a chance of survival around his brother who loves him oh so much!&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/7332907890278734581-5786602295756547792?l=thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5786602295756547792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332907890278734581&amp;postID=5786602295756547792' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/5786602295756547792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/5786602295756547792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/2010/02/can-you-say-mellow.html' title='Can you say MELLOW!!!!'/><author><name>Mama G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14818409988699706712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SV0M3QV2sbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/EnHQPkRN3ak/S220/December+08+363.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S32zb_PAljI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/vSk6_9SYPV4/s72-c/February+%2710+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332907890278734581.post-5187090789316524339</id><published>2010-02-12T11:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T16:15:36.714-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just another day in paradise...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This morning, as we were going about our business as usual, our dog started barking at the front door. So I looked out to see what she was so upset about and this is what I saw:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S3WvI3N_uCI/AAAAAAAAAf4/IsXbNmUbxxg/s1600-h/February+%2710+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S3WvI3N_uCI/AAAAAAAAAf4/IsXbNmUbxxg/s400/February+%2710+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437444691916208162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A  school bus, a fire truck, a police car and an ambulance. All RIGHT in front of our house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, except for the school bus, this is not an unusual occurance on our little 10 house cul-de-sac. Since we've lived her for three years, we've seen this sight six times. Twice for grandma, twice for some other elderly neighbors, and once because our next-door neighbors thought their house was on fire even though there was just a potato burning in their microwave (?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after assessing the situation and making sure that nothing traumatic was happening and double checking that they weren't here for grandma, the kids came outside to watch the action. Apparently, the school bus driver wasn't feeling well so away she went in an ambulance while the fire fighters and police officers were left to entertain the three little boys on the bus waiting for a new driver to come take them to their preschool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While waiting for the new school bus driver, our friendly neighborhood firefighters offered to take pictures with us:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S3W7g2WUoRI/AAAAAAAAAgI/xSf2RIrlYF8/s1600-h/February+%2710+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S3W7g2WUoRI/AAAAAAAAAgI/xSf2RIrlYF8/s400/February+%2710+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437458298139091218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Sensing that she was about to be left out of the family photo op, our dog somehow opened the sliding door and ran out to join us)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/7332907890278734581-5187090789316524339?l=thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5187090789316524339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332907890278734581&amp;postID=5187090789316524339' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/5187090789316524339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/5187090789316524339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/2010/02/just-another-day-in-paradise.html' title='Just another day in paradise...'/><author><name>Mama G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14818409988699706712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SV0M3QV2sbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/EnHQPkRN3ak/S220/December+08+363.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S3WvI3N_uCI/AAAAAAAAAf4/IsXbNmUbxxg/s72-c/February+%2710+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332907890278734581.post-4501809669568049733</id><published>2010-01-26T09:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T10:19:37.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Huh???</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My name is Julie. I'm 28 years old, a native English speaker, used to work for and create forms for the SLO school district, hold a bachelor's degree in English, am certified to teach both English and English as a Second Language, made the skill of filling out applications part of the curriculum when I taught.... and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; found it difficult to fill out Emma's Kindergarten registration packet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a neatly presented packet with instructions like please fill out ALL forms and sign the bottom of ALL forms, one would think that filling it out would be a no brainer. Not so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First there is blue immunization form that MUST BE FILLED OUT COMPLETELY. No problem right? Well, there are sections on the form that ask for the date of immunizations that I'm pretty certain aren't required. And there is another section that has a dark black line around it that I'm pretty sure is meant for office personnel to complete. But, no, there are no additional instructions that inform the applicant that he/she is supposed to or allowed to leave these sections blank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there were the forms for a signed physical assessment and signed dental assessment that were included in the packet of forms that MUST BE FILLED OUT COMPLETELY. However, upon closer look, these forms are not considered valid if they are completed before March 31st, and are not required until the student is in first grade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there were two forms that received the special instruction to SIGN AT THE BOTTOM OF THE PAGE. However, only one of these forms had a line designated for a signature. Am I supposed to just find some blank space at the bottom of the page and sign it anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I spent WAY too much time filling out these forms, I'm still convinced that I did it wrong. I'm certain that when I go to turn them in today that the school personnel will scorn me and inform me that I'm  incompetent. Nothing like bolstering the parent's confidence as they're signing their children over to the unknown and very frightening world of Kindergarten!&lt;br /&gt;&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/7332907890278734581-4501809669568049733?l=thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4501809669568049733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332907890278734581&amp;postID=4501809669568049733' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/4501809669568049733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/4501809669568049733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/2010/01/huh.html' title='Huh???'/><author><name>Mama G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14818409988699706712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SV0M3QV2sbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/EnHQPkRN3ak/S220/December+08+363.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332907890278734581.post-1740870686936507854</id><published>2010-01-18T10:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T10:35:44.532-08:00</updated><title type='text'>January Faces</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm not an emotional person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when Landon started smiling at me last week, my eyes teared up. My heart melted.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S1Sno5zJlSI/AAAAAAAAAfU/tnpBbP_PhVs/s1600-h/January+10+086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S1Sno5zJlSI/AAAAAAAAAfU/tnpBbP_PhVs/s320/January+10+086.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428147772040254754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These other kids are pretty great too!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S1SpyjAw2jI/AAAAAAAAAfc/UgO6wxPrFWU/s1600-h/January+10+089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S1SpyjAw2jI/AAAAAAAAAfc/UgO6wxPrFWU/s320/January+10+089.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428150136745286194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S1SpzCIjU-I/AAAAAAAAAfk/KXZcc1adCk8/s1600-h/January+10+121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S1SpzCIjU-I/AAAAAAAAAfk/KXZcc1adCk8/s320/January+10+121.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428150145099453410" 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/7332907890278734581-1740870686936507854?l=thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1740870686936507854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332907890278734581&amp;postID=1740870686936507854' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/1740870686936507854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/1740870686936507854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/2010/01/january-faces.html' title='January Faces'/><author><name>Mama G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14818409988699706712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SV0M3QV2sbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/EnHQPkRN3ak/S220/December+08+363.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S1Sno5zJlSI/AAAAAAAAAfU/tnpBbP_PhVs/s72-c/January+10+086.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332907890278734581.post-7719643032410783978</id><published>2010-01-02T21:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T21:44:01.841-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Boys</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We've been adding to the dress-up wardrobe, hoping that Grady will gravitate to the more manly costumes. I'd say we're about half way there....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S0AtfdzpXaI/AAAAAAAAAe0/_oy5ii08wAU/s1600-h/January+10+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S0AtfdzpXaI/AAAAAAAAAe0/_oy5ii08wAU/s200/January+10+018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422383969954520482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(cowboy vest, gold sequin skirt, pink and silver high heels)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma (aka high fashion guru) has made it her job to pick out Landon's clothes. Oh boy.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S0At3rAnXvI/AAAAAAAAAfE/9YaEJsxiEo4/s1600-h/January+10+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S0At3rAnXvI/AAAAAAAAAfE/9YaEJsxiEo4/s200/January+10+019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422384385815437042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(orange brown striped shirt, dog sweatshirt, pale green pants with owls and forest creatures, and blue striped socks)&lt;/span&gt;&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/7332907890278734581-7719643032410783978?l=thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7719643032410783978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332907890278734581&amp;postID=7719643032410783978' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/7719643032410783978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/7719643032410783978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-boys.html' title='My Boys'/><author><name>Mama G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14818409988699706712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SV0M3QV2sbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/EnHQPkRN3ak/S220/December+08+363.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/S0AtfdzpXaI/AAAAAAAAAe0/_oy5ii08wAU/s72-c/January+10+018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332907890278734581.post-8121387186689339148</id><published>2010-01-02T10:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T11:11:53.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflections and Hope</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have you ever felt like you were running around like a chicken with it's head cut off?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's how I felt in 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(unorganized, disheveled, frustrated, tired, uninspired, discouraged, u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;nfocused, chaotic, uncreative&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In spite of all of my shortcomings, the Lord blessed us greatly. He provided continued work for Dylan. We were able to stay in our house for another year. Our children are continually growing and thriving. Our new baby is healthy and wonderful. We celebrated our 7th wedding anniversary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I opened up my new devotional on New Year's Day, I read the scripture: "I know whom I have believed and am persuaded that He is able to keep what I have committed to Him until that Day. 2Timothy 1:12)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, even if 2010 proves to be as challenging as 2009 (which it very well may), we are going to hold fast to the promise that He, the God of the universe, our Creator, will keep us and sustain us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with that, here are some pictures of a New Year's Day stroll along the bay:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/Sz-ZoK9CpiI/AAAAAAAAAeU/ADsIe2dx4tA/s1600-h/January+10+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/Sz-ZoK9CpiI/AAAAAAAAAeU/ADsIe2dx4tA/s200/January+10+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422221391791564322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/Sz-Zpu0L-2I/AAAAAAAAAes/MeOCzS70dHc/s1600-h/January+10+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/Sz-Zpu0L-2I/AAAAAAAAAes/MeOCzS70dHc/s200/January+10+027.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422221418597972834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/Sz-ZpGhDxcI/AAAAAAAAAek/yYHmGxvyAf0/s1600-h/January+10+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/Sz-ZpGhDxcI/AAAAAAAAAek/yYHmGxvyAf0/s200/January+10+024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422221407780324802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/Sz-ZogpHG7I/AAAAAAAAAec/B2r9K6yddtM/s1600-h/January+10+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/Sz-ZogpHG7I/AAAAAAAAAec/B2r9K6yddtM/s200/January+10+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422221397613550514" 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/7332907890278734581-8121387186689339148?l=thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/8121387186689339148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332907890278734581&amp;postID=8121387186689339148' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/8121387186689339148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/8121387186689339148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/2010/01/reflections-and-hope.html' title='Reflections and Hope'/><author><name>Mama G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14818409988699706712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SV0M3QV2sbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/EnHQPkRN3ak/S220/December+08+363.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/Sz-ZoK9CpiI/AAAAAAAAAeU/ADsIe2dx4tA/s72-c/January+10+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332907890278734581.post-1941601119194998003</id><published>2010-01-02T09:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T09:50:55.866-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Iron Chef  and some other fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How did you spend your Christmas Eve?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you go swimming in 50 degree weather?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/Sz-ClIY9BqI/AAAAAAAAAdc/kf2NEXbiyQ8/s1600-h/December+09+385.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/Sz-ClIY9BqI/AAAAAAAAAdc/kf2NEXbiyQ8/s200/December+09+385.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422196050796283554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you win a poetry competition?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/Sz-CkhoAQkI/AAAAAAAAAdU/x3vIjEARVVg/s1600-h/December+09+462.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/Sz-CkhoAQkI/AAAAAAAAAdU/x3vIjEARVVg/s200/December+09+462.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422196040390427202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you frost and decorate sugar cone Christmas trees?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/Sz-EWD1KvqI/AAAAAAAAAds/eUFXXSaikdA/s1600-h/December+09+409.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/Sz-EWD1KvqI/AAAAAAAAAds/eUFXXSaikdA/s200/December+09+409.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422197990897663650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you have a cooking competition (secret ingredient: alcohol)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/Sz-FtCHRxQI/AAAAAAAAAeE/SNpF-REnRLQ/s1600-h/December+09+392.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/Sz-FtCHRxQI/AAAAAAAAAeE/SNpF-REnRLQ/s200/December+09+392.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422199485085369602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about a baking competition (secret ingredient: hot peppers)?&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/Sz-FtW1gY-I/AAAAAAAAAeM/9X9kGMKWeZE/s1600-h/December+09+459.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/Sz-FtW1gY-I/AAAAAAAAAeM/9X9kGMKWeZE/s200/December+09+459.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422199490647974882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you lose &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;both&lt;/span&gt; a cooking AND a baking competition to your older brother?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/Sz-CkFKYuHI/AAAAAAAAAdM/RE7sCgYv5iI/s1600-h/December+09+471.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/Sz-CkFKYuHI/AAAAAAAAAdM/RE7sCgYv5iI/s200/December+09+471.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422196032750008434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/Sz-EVpLEgFI/AAAAAAAAAdk/XFoOFEEDHeg/s1600-h/December+09+398.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/Sz-EVpLEgFI/AAAAAAAAAdk/XFoOFEEDHeg/s200/December+09+398.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422197983741771858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(southwestern pot roast)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/Sz-EW2Ha7bI/AAAAAAAAAd8/_vRgx-cirjk/s1600-h/December+09+458.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/Sz-EW2Ha7bI/AAAAAAAAAd8/_vRgx-cirjk/s200/December+09+458.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422198004395994546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(ancho chile flan)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't think so...&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/7332907890278734581-1941601119194998003?l=thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/1941601119194998003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332907890278734581&amp;postID=1941601119194998003' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/1941601119194998003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/1941601119194998003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/2010/01/iron-chef-and-some-other-fun.html' title='Iron Chef  and some other fun'/><author><name>Mama G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14818409988699706712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SV0M3QV2sbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/EnHQPkRN3ak/S220/December+08+363.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/Sz-ClIY9BqI/AAAAAAAAAdc/kf2NEXbiyQ8/s72-c/December+09+385.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332907890278734581.post-4018709234843991115</id><published>2009-12-22T20:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T08:47:43.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'>7th Annual Christmas Costume Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A few years back I wanted to have some people over for a Christmas party, so I invited some friends from church and encouraged people to wear Christmas colors, Christmas sweaters or a Christmas themed costume. Surprisingly, lots of people came and the outfits were AMAZING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven years later, I'm still having the party and people are still showing up. If you're around next year, you should come too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Some of the brilliance:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some cute kids:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SzGeLWZhGaI/AAAAAAAAAc8/PpE4vnRmRHQ/s1600-h/December+09+073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SzGeLWZhGaI/AAAAAAAAAc8/PpE4vnRmRHQ/s200/December+09+073.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418285744531773858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SzGeK363U9I/AAAAAAAAAc0/2k5XcN9zig8/s1600-h/December+09+063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SzGeK363U9I/AAAAAAAAAc0/2k5XcN9zig8/s200/December+09+063.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418285736350143442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SzGevgvfpcI/AAAAAAAAAdE/-0pQ0fZzJBg/s1600-h/December+09+072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SzGevgvfpcI/AAAAAAAAAdE/-0pQ0fZzJBg/s200/December+09+072.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418286365783598530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace on earth &amp;amp; christmas tree cutter:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SzGeKvx5KvI/AAAAAAAAAcs/6ElU-6qNJ0g/s1600-h/December+09+062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SzGeKvx5KvI/AAAAAAAAAcs/6ElU-6qNJ0g/s200/December+09+062.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418285734165031666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SzGblbpl2gI/AAAAAAAAAcE/bISVISxn8Eo/s1600-h/December+09+083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SzGblbpl2gI/AAAAAAAAAcE/bISVISxn8Eo/s200/December+09+083.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418282894083086850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAP holiday cheer &amp;amp; some good lookin' sisters:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SzGcpo_imkI/AAAAAAAAAcc/HGjVGHIjoLQ/s1600-h/December+09+080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SzGcpo_imkI/AAAAAAAAAcc/HGjVGHIjoLQ/s200/December+09+080.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418284065895914050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SzGcqCMVOnI/AAAAAAAAAck/CwcUrPbHzc0/s1600-h/December+09+082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SzGcqCMVOnI/AAAAAAAAAck/CwcUrPbHzc0/s200/December+09+082.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418284072660449906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;george's cohorts &amp;amp; stewart in his red birthday shirt:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SzGbl4iL0RI/AAAAAAAAAcM/TgePFnbkcZI/s1600-h/December+09+066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SzGbl4iL0RI/AAAAAAAAAcM/TgePFnbkcZI/s200/December+09+066.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418282901836648722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SzGcpW7HzII/AAAAAAAAAcU/MgQ0LT0N-ls/s1600-h/December+09+061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SzGcpW7HzII/AAAAAAAAAcU/MgQ0LT0N-ls/s200/December+09+061.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418284061045542018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one big happy family:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SzGbkzdXD1I/AAAAAAAAAb8/ki0KOebpYW8/s1600-h/December+09+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SzGbkzdXD1I/AAAAAAAAAb8/ki0KOebpYW8/s200/December+09+054.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418282883294367570" 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/7332907890278734581-4018709234843991115?l=thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4018709234843991115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332907890278734581&amp;postID=4018709234843991115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/4018709234843991115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/4018709234843991115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/2009/12/7th-annual-christmas-costume-party.html' title='7th Annual Christmas Costume Party'/><author><name>Mama G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14818409988699706712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SV0M3QV2sbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/EnHQPkRN3ak/S220/December+08+363.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SzGeLWZhGaI/AAAAAAAAAc8/PpE4vnRmRHQ/s72-c/December+09+073.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332907890278734581.post-6496236321144423266</id><published>2009-12-22T14:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T14:14:05.789-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Choir</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you want to see a lovely video of Emma's Sunday school class singing some Christmas songs, click &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SOGl5LqdP30"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty sure our Children's Choir is on their way to greatness!&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/7332907890278734581-6496236321144423266?l=thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6496236321144423266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332907890278734581&amp;postID=6496236321144423266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/6496236321144423266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/6496236321144423266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-choir.html' title='Christmas Choir'/><author><name>Mama G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14818409988699706712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SV0M3QV2sbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/EnHQPkRN3ak/S220/December+08+363.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332907890278734581.post-722627103020382796</id><published>2009-12-17T12:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T15:57:28.225-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Fat Kid</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Since Landon turned 2 months a few days ago, I thought I'd share some statistics with y'all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Emma was 2 months, she weighed in at 10lbs 5 ozs. She was tiny. She was below the charts for her weight. The doctors were a bit concerned. In fact, it wasn't until her 4th birthday that the doctor finally said that since she's at least on the charts for her weight that we don't have to be concerned anymore. She's still the skinniest kid EVER and, aside from the lengths being wrong, she can still very easily wear her size 2 clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Grady was 2 months, he was 12lbs 7ozs. That's more than 2 pounds heavier than his sister. So we started referring to him as the fat kid. In a totally nice way, mind you. Compared to his waif of a sister, he &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;was&lt;/span&gt; fat. And now, 2 years later, he weighs more than her and is one big solid chunk of exuberance and excitement. Seriously, I sometimes have a hard time lifting him because he is so heavy. And he doesn't even fit in size 2 clothes anymore; he's getting big for his size 3 clothes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, when Landon went in for his 2 month check-up, I knew that he would be bigger than Emma was (because who isn't?), but I didn't expect that he would be bigger than Grady. Well he weighed in at a whopping 12lbs 14ozs. So yes folks, in case you were wondering, we have another fat kid on our hands.....&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SyrErDKGoXI/AAAAAAAAAbY/j5EthOs45lI/s1600-h/November+09+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SyrErDKGoXI/AAAAAAAAAbY/j5EthOs45lI/s320/November+09+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416357745727545714" 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/7332907890278734581-722627103020382796?l=thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/722627103020382796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332907890278734581&amp;postID=722627103020382796' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/722627103020382796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/722627103020382796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/2009/12/another-fat-kid.html' title='Another Fat Kid'/><author><name>Mama G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14818409988699706712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SV0M3QV2sbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/EnHQPkRN3ak/S220/December+08+363.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SyrErDKGoXI/AAAAAAAAAbY/j5EthOs45lI/s72-c/November+09+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332907890278734581.post-6041614021775932683</id><published>2009-12-05T21:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T21:11:38.497-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's that time again.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/Sxs89GFOxrI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/ziGu7T6PIeA/s1600-h/Christmas+Party+Invite+09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 309px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/Sxs89GFOxrI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/ziGu7T6PIeA/s400/Christmas+Party+Invite+09.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411986397518022322" 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/7332907890278734581-6041614021775932683?l=thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6041614021775932683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332907890278734581&amp;postID=6041614021775932683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/6041614021775932683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/6041614021775932683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-that-time-again.html' title='It&apos;s that time again.....'/><author><name>Mama G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14818409988699706712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SV0M3QV2sbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/EnHQPkRN3ak/S220/December+08+363.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/Sxs89GFOxrI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/ziGu7T6PIeA/s72-c/Christmas+Party+Invite+09.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332907890278734581.post-6969390459256870654</id><published>2009-11-30T10:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T10:38:53.331-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Star Struck</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When one of my best friends, Stephanie, married another good friend, Dan, I knew that she had found a winner. Dan is cool, funny, talented and an all around great guy (even if he is from Fresno!)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SxQP_M2gDaI/AAAAAAAAAbI/jIX7sZke-v8/s1600/rammings.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SxQP_M2gDaI/AAAAAAAAAbI/jIX7sZke-v8/s320/rammings.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409966630834802082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... so, I can't say that I was too surprised when he became famous....&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SxQP-nZU2OI/AAAAAAAAAbA/mym8lm4eczc/s1600/dan+cert.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 223px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SxQP-nZU2OI/AAAAAAAAAbA/mym8lm4eczc/s320/dan+cert.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409966620780320994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations Dan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are SO proud of you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so excited that we officially know someone famous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But please don't let all of the fame go to your head. Keep it real.&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/7332907890278734581-6969390459256870654?l=thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6969390459256870654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332907890278734581&amp;postID=6969390459256870654' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/6969390459256870654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/6969390459256870654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/2009/11/star-struck.html' title='Star Struck'/><author><name>Mama G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14818409988699706712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SV0M3QV2sbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/EnHQPkRN3ak/S220/December+08+363.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SxQP_M2gDaI/AAAAAAAAAbI/jIX7sZke-v8/s72-c/rammings.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332907890278734581.post-2588324162403045074</id><published>2009-11-25T16:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T17:02:13.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A few things</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1. did you know that brussels sprouts grow on stalks like this? God sure is creative!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/Sw3S1HMrWGI/AAAAAAAAAaw/5xv8jogU12w/s1600/November+09+647.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/Sw3S1HMrWGI/AAAAAAAAAaw/5xv8jogU12w/s320/November+09+647.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408210537448953954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. this tree is reminiscent of our trip to the east coast when emma was a baby. we planted it in our front yard a year or so ago and now get to appreciate it in all of it's autumn glory!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/Sw3S0vPmC7I/AAAAAAAAAao/U6B6rDPC-Hs/s1600/November+09+655.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/Sw3S0vPmC7I/AAAAAAAAAao/U6B6rDPC-Hs/s320/November+09+655.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408210531018738610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy thanksgiving!!!!&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/7332907890278734581-2588324162403045074?l=thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2588324162403045074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332907890278734581&amp;postID=2588324162403045074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/2588324162403045074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/2588324162403045074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/2009/11/few-things.html' title='A few things'/><author><name>Mama G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14818409988699706712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SV0M3QV2sbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/EnHQPkRN3ak/S220/December+08+363.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/Sw3S1HMrWGI/AAAAAAAAAaw/5xv8jogU12w/s72-c/November+09+647.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332907890278734581.post-3416883720212119144</id><published>2009-11-17T20:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T21:00:13.256-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DMG Engineering: Present and Future</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dylan had a survey out on Lucas Valley Road today (no, I don't expect that name to mean anything to you) and he thought that we should tag along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last time I went surveying with him, Emma was about 3 or so months old and I was carrying her in the Baby Bjorn and she kept grabbing the pole and messing everything up. So when Dylan suggested that we come with him, I was a bit nervous what it was going to be like with two toddlers and an infant in tow. But, since Grady happens to have an official survey outfit, I figured it was worth a shot and we'd at least get some good pics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, when we got to the survey location, Dylan was able to use the ol' GPS and we didn't have to help at all- but, shhh, don't tell that to the kids- they think they really were surveying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy this glimpse into the future of DMG Engineering, Inc.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SwN64rUR9TI/AAAAAAAAAaA/3C07qoWI-Eg/s1600/November+09+575.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SwN64rUR9TI/AAAAAAAAAaA/3C07qoWI-Eg/s320/November+09+575.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405299091893777714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(appropriate surveying attire: levi's, orange t-shirt, and a flannel)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SwN95axBfSI/AAAAAAAAAag/zuYqpeOc7oI/s1600/November+09+471.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SwN95axBfSI/AAAAAAAAAag/zuYqpeOc7oI/s320/November+09+471.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405302403165682978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(sleeping on the job)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SwN9a-lb0JI/AAAAAAAAAaY/AUsKjGCHTGg/s1600/November+09+594.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SwN9a-lb0JI/AAAAAAAAAaY/AUsKjGCHTGg/s320/November+09+594.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405301880204808338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(the future of our company)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SwN9aU9MCMI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/DuNVdMiGD0w/s1600/November+09+505.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SwN9aU9MCMI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/DuNVdMiGD0w/s320/November+09+505.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405301869030148290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SwN9Z3RgX1I/AAAAAAAAAaI/mzVfbiGr6bs/s1600/November+09+466.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SwN9Z3RgX1I/AAAAAAAAAaI/mzVfbiGr6bs/s320/November+09+466.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405301861062303570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SwN64eQu_5I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/8fsPuyBPeWE/s1600/November+09+518.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SwN64eQu_5I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/8fsPuyBPeWE/s320/November+09+518.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405299088389242770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Emma got to use the data collector and press buttons)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SwN63xrHisI/AAAAAAAAAZw/UM3UASoRHKY/s1600/November+09+477.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SwN63xrHisI/AAAAAAAAAZw/UM3UASoRHKY/s320/November+09+477.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405299076420307650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(nice scab, huh! it's not from the survey but it was too impressive to not highlight!)&lt;/span&gt;&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/7332907890278734581-3416883720212119144?l=thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/3416883720212119144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332907890278734581&amp;postID=3416883720212119144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/3416883720212119144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/3416883720212119144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/2009/11/dmg-engineering-present-and-future.html' title='DMG Engineering: Present and Future'/><author><name>Mama G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14818409988699706712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SV0M3QV2sbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/EnHQPkRN3ak/S220/December+08+363.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SwN64rUR9TI/AAAAAAAAAaA/3C07qoWI-Eg/s72-c/November+09+575.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332907890278734581.post-6757969857699315410</id><published>2009-11-07T13:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T13:57:15.841-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>My Favorite Things: Chewy Ginger Cookies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I'm a chocolate girl. I love all things chocolate: candy, hot cocoa, cake, pie, mochas, cookies. I even made a chocolate sauce for pasta once and it was amazing. You name it, if it has chocolate I will love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I feel a bit unfaithful because I have a new favorite cookie. And it doesn't have any chocolate in it. And I could eat like a dozen of them in a row because they are that good. Seriously amazing. Oh, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; they're super easy and fast to make!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Chewy Ginger Cookies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;recipe courtesy of Kirstie Morphy who got it from someone else....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3/4 c. softened butter&lt;br /&gt;1 c. sugar (+more for rolling)&lt;br /&gt;1 egg&lt;br /&gt;1/4 c. molasses&lt;br /&gt;2 1/2 c. flour&lt;br /&gt;2 t. soda&lt;br /&gt;1/4 t. salt&lt;br /&gt;1 T. cinnamon&lt;br /&gt;1 t. ginger&lt;br /&gt;1/2 t. cloves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preheat oven to 325.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mix butter and sugar together until light and fluffy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add egg and molasses. Mix until combined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sift together dry ingredients and add to the butter mixture. Mix together until combined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scoop out about a tablespoon or so of dough and roll into a ball. Then roll the ball in extra sugar. Place on cookie sheet and bake for 10-12 min- just until edges are firm. DO NOT OVER BAKE. Leave on cookie sheet for a few minutes until the cookies set and then place on cooling rack to cool all the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yield about 24 of the most amazing, chewy cookies ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay, so now you have the recipe. You should go make a batch right now and find out what the best cookie EVER tastes like. Really, even if you don't think you like ginger cookies, you should make these. Because you'll find that you really do like ginger cookies and you'll end up eating the whole batch. And then make another batch the next day because, yes, they are THAT good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7332907890278734581-6757969857699315410?l=thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/6757969857699315410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332907890278734581&amp;postID=6757969857699315410' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/6757969857699315410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/6757969857699315410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-favorite-things-chewy-ginger-cookies.html' title='My Favorite Things: Chewy Ginger Cookies'/><author><name>Mama G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14818409988699706712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SV0M3QV2sbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/EnHQPkRN3ak/S220/December+08+363.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332907890278734581.post-7618404795724586636</id><published>2009-11-03T13:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T13:57:17.968-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some questions you might have and their answers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What's faster than a speeding bullet?&lt;br /&gt;Dylan pushing the "new" Bumbleride Indie Twin. Thank you Craigslist and the girls who showered me with the funds to buy it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SvCi4xPF5pI/AAAAAAAAAZI/ub_dARQCHJM/s1600-h/October+09+287.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SvCi4xPF5pI/AAAAAAAAAZI/ub_dARQCHJM/s320/October+09+287.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399995049390237330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is life with 3 kids?&lt;br /&gt;Not too bad so far since Landon sleeps like 20 hours a day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SvCi4Uq9YTI/AAAAAAAAAZA/Z1kqH_SoPaw/s1600-h/October+09+284.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SvCi4Uq9YTI/AAAAAAAAAZA/Z1kqH_SoPaw/s320/October+09+284.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399995041722491186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What did Emma wear to school last Friday?&lt;br /&gt;Oh, you know, a red shirt, a pink skort, pink striped leg warmers and purple striped socks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SvCh0Cq-3oI/AAAAAAAAAY4/ZiM4IxbO5Q4/s1600-h/October+09+272.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SvCh0Cq-3oI/AAAAAAAAAY4/ZiM4IxbO5Q4/s320/October+09+272.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399993868659646082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What color are Landon's eyes going to be?&lt;br /&gt;Well, so far, it looks like he's gonna have baby blues just like his sister. There's also a dimple hiding in those cheeks somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SvChzbSW3yI/AAAAAAAAAYo/I3Te8oodAKI/s1600-h/October+09+250.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SvChzbSW3yI/AAAAAAAAAYo/I3Te8oodAKI/s320/October+09+250.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399993858087378722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What costume did you buy for Grady to wear for Halloween?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This AWESOME 3-eyed monster costume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SvChzlmORgI/AAAAAAAAAYw/GNAlqPx_E4g/s1600-h/October+09+270.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SvChzlmORgI/AAAAAAAAAYw/GNAlqPx_E4g/s320/October+09+270.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399993860855055874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What did Grady really wear for Halloween since he refused to put the 3-eyed monster costume on?&lt;br /&gt;He wore his Home Depot apron and a tool belt of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SvCkC0IOywI/AAAAAAAAAZg/bO_I0BKxJ6Q/s1600-h/October+09+335.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SvCkC0IOywI/AAAAAAAAAZg/bO_I0BKxJ6Q/s320/October+09+335.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399996321477085954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Who wore the 3-eyed monster costume instead?&lt;br /&gt;Our cousin Arielle. It was awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SvCkDZdSa1I/AAAAAAAAAZo/pRh3O_Rz8s0/s1600-h/October+09+299.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SvCkDZdSa1I/AAAAAAAAAZo/pRh3O_Rz8s0/s320/October+09+299.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399996331497515858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did Emma wear for Halloween?&lt;br /&gt;A flower fairy costume (shown here with her Power Ranger cousin Elijah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SvCkChgrEcI/AAAAAAAAAZY/RUzPb-hcET8/s1600-h/October+09+304.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SvCkChgrEcI/AAAAAAAAAZY/RUzPb-hcET8/s320/October+09+304.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399996316479328706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And what about Landon?&lt;br /&gt;Well, he wore the token pumpkin hat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SvCi5H6WoPI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/Tbz3-VVBc2o/s1600-h/October+09+295.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SvCi5H6WoPI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/Tbz3-VVBc2o/s320/October+09+295.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399995055477268722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/7332907890278734581-7618404795724586636?l=thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/7618404795724586636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332907890278734581&amp;postID=7618404795724586636' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/7618404795724586636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/7618404795724586636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/2009/11/some-questions-you-might-have-and-their.html' title='Some questions you might have and their answers'/><author><name>Mama G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14818409988699706712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SV0M3QV2sbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/EnHQPkRN3ak/S220/December+08+363.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SvCi4xPF5pI/AAAAAAAAAZI/ub_dARQCHJM/s72-c/October+09+287.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332907890278734581.post-2886137153917751066</id><published>2009-10-31T15:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T15:56:15.235-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spooooooky</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In honor of Halloween, I thought I'd post a picture of something very spooky. That I found in my garden. And almost touched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/Suy_k8DxibI/AAAAAAAAAYg/N0twMAUIrMs/s1600-h/October+09+279.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/Suy_k8DxibI/AAAAAAAAAYg/N0twMAUIrMs/s400/October+09+279.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398900694628534706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes, that HUGE orange/black thing in the middle of the picture is NOT a flower. It's a spider.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, I promptly screeched and ran far, far away. (You never know if these things can jump or not) Then I told my husband to take a picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's still there if any of you want to come take a closer look. If you don't come soon though, it may become yet another victim of Dylan's blow torch.&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/7332907890278734581-2886137153917751066?l=thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/2886137153917751066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332907890278734581&amp;postID=2886137153917751066' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/2886137153917751066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/2886137153917751066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/2009/10/spooooooky.html' title='Spooooooky'/><author><name>Mama G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14818409988699706712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SV0M3QV2sbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/EnHQPkRN3ak/S220/December+08+363.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/Suy_k8DxibI/AAAAAAAAAYg/N0twMAUIrMs/s72-c/October+09+279.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332907890278734581.post-120832750693786870</id><published>2009-10-27T08:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T08:43:09.586-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids'/><title type='text'>My Favorite Things: Quick Zip Crib Sheets</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A friend recently asked me if there were any nicknames for Landon. I told her that I'd let her know if we came up with any. Well, I have one. No, it doesn't derive from the name Landon but it sure fits him. Firehose. Man, this kid can pee through more outfits in a day than anyone you know. And if you're the one in charge of changing his diaper, watch out. He has been known to project incredible amounts of pee across the entire room. Just ask the nurse who he shot pee all over at his 3 day checkup. She said she'd never seen a baby pee so much or shoot it so far. I know, we should be really proud but, when it requires changing our sheets and doing multiple loads of laundry a day, it gets kinda irritating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which brings me to my next point. I hate changing crib sheets. I hate having to climb all over the crib rails and manipulate the sheets around the crib bumper and getting my fingers smashed in the process. I hate that the sheets usually need to be changed in the middle of the night when you're tired and sleep deprived and your baby is screaming because he's hungry and covered in pee (or poo) that leaked through his super duper absorbant diaper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The solution to all of these woes: &lt;a href="http://www.cloudsandstars.com/quickzipcrib-2.aspx"&gt;The Quick Zip Crib Sheet&lt;/a&gt;. My friend Anna introduced these to me when I was pregnant with Grady and I have to say that I am probably their number one fan. The sheet comes as a two piece set. The bottom part goes under and up the sides of the mattress (kind of like a fitted sheet but put on from under the mattress instead of over the top) and has a zipper that runs around the opening. The top part of the sheet is a flat sheet that fits just over the top of the mattress and zips onto the bottom portion. So, when you need to change the sheet, you really just need to zip off the top sheet and zip on an extra top sheet, thus eliminating the need to climb all over the crib or work around the bumper. And yes, you can do this all with one hand while you're holding your screaming infant in the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are also great for toddler beds, especially when you're working on potty training and are changing the sheets all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SucTETktJNI/AAAAAAAAAYY/lv8V-_5nWzI/s1600-h/Ecrusolidstartersetwithtext.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 208px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SucTETktJNI/AAAAAAAAAYY/lv8V-_5nWzI/s320/Ecrusolidstartersetwithtext.3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397303643121460434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're going to buy a set I would recommend buying the starter set (one bottom part and one top part) and at least one additional top sheet. Also, if you want a mattress pad for under the sheet, you can buy a flat (as in not fitted) mattress pad that covers the top of the mattress at Target and then you don't have the problem of getting the fitted sides of the pad down around the sides of the mattress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And although you can purchase the sheets from the manufacturer (&lt;a href="http://www.cloudsandstars.com"&gt;www.CloudsandStars.com&lt;/a&gt;), your may be able to find them slightly cheaper if you shop around online. But, the manufacturer's site has all of the colors available.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, next time you're wondering what to ask for for Christmas or a baby shower, you should ask for these!&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/7332907890278734581-120832750693786870?l=thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/120832750693786870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332907890278734581&amp;postID=120832750693786870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/120832750693786870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/120832750693786870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-favorite-things-quick-zip-crib.html' title='My Favorite Things: Quick Zip Crib Sheets'/><author><name>Mama G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14818409988699706712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SV0M3QV2sbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/EnHQPkRN3ak/S220/December+08+363.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SucTETktJNI/AAAAAAAAAYY/lv8V-_5nWzI/s72-c/Ecrusolidstartersetwithtext.3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332907890278734581.post-5123139701680977386</id><published>2009-10-23T15:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T16:01:00.797-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here are some pics for you.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One week down, hundreds more to go. Here are some of the moments that we've captured so far...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SuIvOhHJ5JI/AAAAAAAAAW4/j89BLgjau_o/s1600-h/IMG_0744.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SuIvOhHJ5JI/AAAAAAAAAW4/j89BLgjau_o/s320/IMG_0744.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395927229996328082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1:22am, fresh out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SuIwL5ZG-6I/AAAAAAAAAXg/xdDS6cdVa0M/s1600-h/IMG_5810.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SuIwL5ZG-6I/AAAAAAAAAXg/xdDS6cdVa0M/s320/IMG_5810.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395928284486106018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;are you in love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SuIwLpYQq1I/AAAAAAAAAXY/Q-0Tgkqggy0/s1600-h/IMG_5725.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SuIwLpYQq1I/AAAAAAAAAXY/Q-0Tgkqggy0/s320/IMG_5725.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395928280187579218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;kaiser's "celebration menu"- reheated food served on real plates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SuIvPs_ZiJI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/j01Zfgyn0HE/s1600-h/IMG_5723.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SuIvPs_ZiJI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/j01Zfgyn0HE/s320/IMG_5723.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395927250364893330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;family of 5! the big kids look thrilled!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SuIvPazaKbI/AAAAAAAAAXI/p7GCSlSERf4/s1600-h/IMG_5703.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SuIvPazaKbI/AAAAAAAAAXI/p7GCSlSERf4/s320/IMG_5703.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395927245482764722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;over the initial disappointment of not having a sister&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SuIvOxuwx1I/AAAAAAAAAXA/Y2xdrMT48Qs/s1600-h/IMG_5688.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SuIvOxuwx1I/AAAAAAAAAXA/Y2xdrMT48Qs/s320/IMG_5688.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395927234457421650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;more to love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SuIwMW9cjbI/AAAAAAAAAXo/qNeNhGGTGcY/s1600-h/IMG_5823.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SuIwMW9cjbI/AAAAAAAAAXo/qNeNhGGTGcY/s320/IMG_5823.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395928292423142834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;landon wears a lot of pink because he pees through so many blankets every day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SuIwMyqu9lI/AAAAAAAAAXw/A6J3tNqXsTU/s1600-h/October+09+082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SuIwMyqu9lI/AAAAAAAAAXw/A6J3tNqXsTU/s320/October+09+082.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395928299860850258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the three boys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SuIxhyY1MSI/AAAAAAAAAX4/N4xEiDn8XTk/s1600-h/October+09+161.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SuIxhyY1MSI/AAAAAAAAAX4/N4xEiDn8XTk/s320/October+09+161.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395929760074641698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and the sibling torture begins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SuIxiBGZzWI/AAAAAAAAAYA/driGhVoeu6k/s1600-h/October+09+173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SuIxiBGZzWI/AAAAAAAAAYA/driGhVoeu6k/s320/October+09+173.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395929764023881058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;tormentor and tormented&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SuIxiq-0xTI/AAAAAAAAAYI/jvwuYALVjbY/s1600-h/print2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SuIxiq-0xTI/AAAAAAAAAYI/jvwuYALVjbY/s320/print2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395929775266383154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;be afraid, be very afraid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SuIxjIGvNeI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/ae0CW6aGoeQ/s1600-h/October+09+209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SuIxjIGvNeI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/ae0CW6aGoeQ/s320/October+09+209.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395929783084201442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;landon and his fairy sister&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/7332907890278734581-5123139701680977386?l=thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/5123139701680977386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332907890278734581&amp;postID=5123139701680977386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/5123139701680977386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/5123139701680977386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/2009/10/here-are-some-pics-for-you.html' title='Here are some pics for you.....'/><author><name>Mama G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14818409988699706712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SV0M3QV2sbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/EnHQPkRN3ak/S220/December+08+363.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SuIvOhHJ5JI/AAAAAAAAAW4/j89BLgjau_o/s72-c/IMG_0744.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332907890278734581.post-311077231259071269</id><published>2009-10-18T21:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T21:31:37.268-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a BOY!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last Wednesday, I woke up at 2:30am having really painful contractions. Since I couldn't sleep through the pain, I got up and started getting ready for a trip to the hospital. I finished doing some laundry, did the dishes, straightened the house.... you get the idea. Then of course, by the afternoon my contractions had all but stopped and I was exhausted and discouraged. When would I ever get to meet this mystery baby who has been bouncing and bumping around inside of me for the past nine months?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That evening, I was determined to get this kid out so Dylan and I went for a walk around the Lafayette Reservoir. The intense walk up and down the hills kicked my contractions back into gear but just to make sure they kept on coming, I went home and vacuumed the whole house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, when my contractions were 3 minutes apart, we left for the hospital. After a few hours sitting in triage waiting for a doctor to come check my dialation (because the nurse couldn't figure it out), we were told that the past 20 hours of contractions had not progressed my labor at all. I was still 1.5cm dialated and definitely not in active labor. :(  Apparently, Baby G III wasn't going to come out afterall. So we went home so that at least Dylan could attempt to get some sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirty minutes later my water broke. We rushed back to the hospital and found out that I was already 7cm dialated. By the time they were wheeling me down the hall into the delivery room, I was already pushing. 20 minutes or so later we were introduced to this little guy.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/Stvqrgbv3RI/AAAAAAAAAWw/7C2zWxq-bh0/s1600-h/IMG_5684.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/Stvqrgbv3RI/AAAAAAAAAWw/7C2zWxq-bh0/s200/IMG_5684.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394163011867893010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Landon Gregory &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Gonsalves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;10/15/09 (his due date!)&lt;br /&gt;1:22am&lt;br /&gt;8lbs 2 oz&lt;br /&gt;21 1/2" long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're thrilled, excited, in awe and totally thankful for our healthy baby boy. More pictures to come soon!&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/7332907890278734581-311077231259071269?l=thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/311077231259071269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332907890278734581&amp;postID=311077231259071269' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/311077231259071269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/311077231259071269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-boy.html' title='It&apos;s a BOY!!!'/><author><name>Mama G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14818409988699706712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SV0M3QV2sbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/EnHQPkRN3ak/S220/December+08+363.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/Stvqrgbv3RI/AAAAAAAAAWw/7C2zWxq-bh0/s72-c/IMG_5684.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332907890278734581.post-4422500651542454148</id><published>2009-10-12T09:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T10:34:08.162-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='household'/><title type='text'>My Favorite Things: Bissell Steam Mop</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know that you've been waiting with baited breath to see what other product received my coveted endorsement. Well wait no more. Here it is....&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/StNmknEeVnI/AAAAAAAAAWg/eqsBVgOLH4w/s1600-h/steam+mop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/StNmknEeVnI/AAAAAAAAAWg/eqsBVgOLH4w/s200/steam+mop.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391765958041687666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Bissell Steam Mop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;First let me explain some things about myself:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1. I HATE mopping. It's dirty, gross, hard work with results that are never very satisfactory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;2. I have a dog with mental problems who salivates a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;3. I have a toddler who likes to spill food, drink- whatever he can get his hands on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;4. I don't mind vacuuming but our house has mostly hardwood floors.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;5. My cousin Bryana deserves a medal for introducing me to this product.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so back to the Bissell Steam Mop. This thing is great!&lt;br /&gt;1. With as much effort as pushing a vacuum around, you can clean and sanitize your floors.&lt;br /&gt;2. It only uses water so you don't have any soapy or chemical residue.&lt;br /&gt;3. It has washable microfiber scrubbing pads so when you're done mopping, you just throw them in the washer and re-use them to your heart's content.&lt;br /&gt;4. It's small and compact-smaller than a vacuum- and very lightweight.&lt;br /&gt;5. It's super quiet so you can mop right outside of your kids' bedrooms while they're napping and it won't disturb them.&lt;br /&gt;6. The steam dries quickly (unlike soapy mop water) so you don't have to wait for long before you can walk around on  your floors again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How it works:&lt;br /&gt;1. Fill up a container on the back of the mop with tap water.&lt;br /&gt;2. Attach a reusable mop pad.&lt;br /&gt;3. Plug in the mop.&lt;br /&gt;4. Within a few minutes, a red light turns on indicating that it is hot and ready to go.&lt;br /&gt;5. Press the steam button as you push the mop around your floors. If you have a particularly gunky spot, hold the steam down on top of the spot for a few seconds and watch it disappear.&lt;br /&gt;6. Be amazed at how easy it was and how clean your floors are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some not-quite-perfect things about the mop:&lt;br /&gt;1. Like any mop, you have to clear your floor of debris first or you'll just end up pushing it around.&lt;br /&gt;2. The cord isn't super long so you'll have to unplug and replug it in as you move around the room.&lt;br /&gt;3. You won't get a streak free shine- but your floors will be clean and sanitized. (Maybe since my floors are old and gross to begin with they just won't shine no matter what)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously folks, this product is great and it is definitely worth a try if you have a lot of hard surface floors in your house. If you live nearby, I'll happily loan you mine for a day or two so that you can try it out! Or if you do get one, let me know what you think!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/7332907890278734581-4422500651542454148?l=thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4422500651542454148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332907890278734581&amp;postID=4422500651542454148' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/4422500651542454148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/4422500651542454148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-favorite-things-bissell-steam-mop.html' title='My Favorite Things: Bissell Steam Mop'/><author><name>Mama G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14818409988699706712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SV0M3QV2sbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/EnHQPkRN3ak/S220/December+08+363.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/StNmknEeVnI/AAAAAAAAAWg/eqsBVgOLH4w/s72-c/steam+mop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7332907890278734581.post-4196795605019844800</id><published>2009-10-11T19:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T19:56:16.014-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What to do when there's nothing to do....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; We had absolutely nothing scheduled to do this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That NEVER happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were thinking about going garage saleing on Saturday or perhaps to a pumpkin patch but Grady woke up with a fever in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So instead, we (I use that term loosely) stuck around and did some projects around the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Project #1:&lt;br /&gt;Clearing out our vegetable garden.&lt;br /&gt;It served us well and we are really excited to do it again next spring. We may even attempt a few winter vegetables but we'll see....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/StKWz8_W2lI/AAAAAAAAAVw/0bV0OcQZ2Co/s1600-h/October+09+048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/StKWz8_W2lI/AAAAAAAAAVw/0bV0OcQZ2Co/s200/October+09+048.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391537523205266002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Our final harvest)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/StKW1BaSwoI/AAAAAAAAAWA/dPOWb1Jbwy0/s1600-h/October+09+053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/StKW1BaSwoI/AAAAAAAAAWA/dPOWb1Jbwy0/s200/October+09+053.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391537541571854978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Grady helping)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/StKW0vceAFI/AAAAAAAAAV4/HQD1IetIAsg/s1600-h/October+09+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/StKW0vceAFI/AAAAAAAAAV4/HQD1IetIAsg/s200/October+09+049.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391537536749142098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Our one and only watermelon)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Project #2:&lt;br /&gt;Digging out a hole in our hill to put our hot tub.&lt;br /&gt;This required ordering a dumpster to put the dirt, hiring Wand (Juan) from the Home Depot parking lot to do some serious manual labor and of course, lots of playing in the dumpster. The kids spent a good part of the afternoon standing on Emma's bed and yelling out the window at Wand. Poor guy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/StKYLZcFBtI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/yS3rjZingQU/s1600-h/October+09+056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/StKYLZcFBtI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/yS3rjZingQU/s200/October+09+056.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391539025490544338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's still a ton more digging to do and then pouring a concrete slab and retaining wall but for now, there's a really cool hole in the middle of our hill. Maybe one of these days we'll actually be able to use the hot tub again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/StKaK1ecxII/AAAAAAAAAWY/x4h4UI2i5Mw/s1600-h/October+09+060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/StKaK1ecxII/AAAAAAAAAWY/x4h4UI2i5Mw/s200/October+09+060.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391541214860067970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. does anyone happen to have a set of 5' exterior french door (in frame) lying around that they're looking to get rid of? That's the next project on our list.... doors from the master bedroom out to the hot tub.&lt;br /&gt;&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/7332907890278734581-4196795605019844800?l=thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/feeds/4196795605019844800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7332907890278734581&amp;postID=4196795605019844800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/4196795605019844800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7332907890278734581/posts/default/4196795605019844800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegonsalvesfamily.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-to-do-when-theres-nothing-to-do.html' title='What to do when there&apos;s nothing to do....'/><author><name>Mama G</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14818409988699706712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/SV0M3QV2sbI/AAAAAAAAAIM/EnHQPkRN3ak/S220/December+08+363.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IXXgbAgfLKk/StKWz8_W2lI/AAAAAAAAAVw/0bV0OcQZ2Co/s72-c/October+09+048.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
