<?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-5097670357598877078</id><updated>2011-07-30T07:44:51.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Geists</title><subtitle type='html'>Mike Steph Tony Evie</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msgeist.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097670357598877078/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msgeist.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>The Geists</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16569390578611110604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>38</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097670357598877078.post-8433264534962044706</id><published>2010-07-04T13:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T13:53:03.448-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0" bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smilebox.com/play/4d5463334d7a45304e6a4d3d0d0a&amp;amp;blogview=true&amp;amp;campaign=blog_playback_link" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img width="386" height="303" alt="Click to play this Smilebox collage: 6 months" src="http://www.smilebox.com/snap/4d5463334d7a45304e6a4d3d0d0a.jpg" style="border: medium none ;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smilebox.com/?partner=google&amp;amp;campaign=blog_snapshot" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img width="386" height="46" alt="Create your own collage - Powered by Smilebox" src="http://www.smilebox.com/globalImages/blogInstructions/blogLogoSmileboxSmall.gif" style="border: medium none ;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smilebox.com/collage/" target="_blank"&gt;Digital collage&lt;/a&gt; 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made with Smilebox&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5097670357598877078-1357487990777445898?l=msgeist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msgeist.blogspot.com/feeds/1357487990777445898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5097670357598877078&amp;postID=1357487990777445898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097670357598877078/posts/default/1357487990777445898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097670357598877078/posts/default/1357487990777445898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msgeist.blogspot.com/2010/05/this-picture-collage-made-with-smilebox.html' title=''/><author><name>The Geists</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16569390578611110604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097670357598877078.post-7467290635417118833</id><published>2010-04-23T21:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T22:03:16.059-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Catch  Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/S9J5MfAo6NI/AAAAAAAAAaE/1X_99mgw480/s1600/1-26-10+322.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463562553343404242" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/S9J5MfAo6NI/AAAAAAAAAaE/1X_99mgw480/s320/1-26-10+322.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tony is just amazed at Evie and loves his little sister. He loves to lay next to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/S9J5MPNjv7I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/xvKFjyEDwDQ/s1600/1-26-10+324.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463562549102624690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/S9J5MPNjv7I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/xvKFjyEDwDQ/s320/1-26-10+324.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tony just loves his sister!! What more can I say, he is so proud to be a big brother.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/S9JzSspg5PI/AAAAAAAAAZs/vnp5u3abpCg/s1600/4-5-10+245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463556063013954802" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/S9JzSspg5PI/AAAAAAAAAZs/vnp5u3abpCg/s320/4-5-10+245.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Every time I take the camera out he has to be in it with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/S9JzSXlVTiI/AAAAAAAAAZk/J4dnEu7xxGI/s1600/4-5-10+246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463556057359273506" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/S9JzSXlVTiI/AAAAAAAAAZk/J4dnEu7xxGI/s320/4-5-10+246.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He always wants to hold her. Today he said, "Mom, I haven't held Evie yet today. Can I hold her?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/S9JzR6w-WoI/AAAAAAAAAZc/aPnWt5HS0OM/s1600/new+ones+3mo+020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463556049623472770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/S9JzR6w-WoI/AAAAAAAAAZc/aPnWt5HS0OM/s320/new+ones+3mo+020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She is tired of pictures and he just loves to be with her. If we go anywhere, he asks, "Is Evie going with us"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/S9JzRT-n8PI/AAAAAAAAAZU/EgSGJWH-hOY/s1600/Evie+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463556039211741426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/S9JzRT-n8PI/AAAAAAAAAZU/EgSGJWH-hOY/s320/Evie+005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We took a walk the other day and Tony wanted to sit in the stroller with her. They love eachother, why not while it lasts. They both fit and it was cute. He was so proud of himself holding her and being the big bro. "She likes this, she's smiling at me, she likes me"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/S9JzROQobeI/AAAAAAAAAZM/iDbKlTsNy30/s1600/new+ones+3mo+014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463556037676658146" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/S9JzROQobeI/AAAAAAAAAZM/iDbKlTsNy30/s320/new+ones+3mo+014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 3 Months old!! Time has flown and she is getting bigger and yes, I think the cheeks are too!! She is a good eater when she wants to be. But if Tony is around she will NOT eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/S9JyNRd4krI/AAAAAAAAAZE/_xzaB48s6-4/s1600/new+ones+3mo+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463554870306443954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/S9JyNRd4krI/AAAAAAAAAZE/_xzaB48s6-4/s320/new+ones+3mo+002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Almost always a happy girl. As long as someone is with her she loves her swing. We have to be in the room with her though. This is her seat while I am making dinner, we keep eachother company. Some times Tony is sitting right next to her on the floor, playing with her and making her laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/S9JyM_hYQ0I/AAAAAAAAAY8/kK2va3gotj4/s1600/4-5-10+323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463554865489265474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/S9JyM_hYQ0I/AAAAAAAAAY8/kK2va3gotj4/s320/4-5-10+323.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just a happy girl. I love her smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/S9JyMemKQaI/AAAAAAAAAY0/PughKLqjIpQ/s1600/4-5-10+284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463554856650949026" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/S9JyMemKQaI/AAAAAAAAAY0/PughKLqjIpQ/s320/4-5-10+284.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/S9JyMFRBU5I/AAAAAAAAAYs/AS_GE1GgfVk/s1600/2-11-10+018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463554849851397010" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/S9JyMFRBU5I/AAAAAAAAAYs/AS_GE1GgfVk/s320/2-11-10+018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Okay, so Tony doesn't take naps anymore, but he just need to take a &lt;em&gt;"rest". &lt;/em&gt;He has fallen asleep sitting right next to me while I'm feeding or burping Evie. He'll fall asleep on my shoulder and they will both sleep. Sometimes all three of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/S9JyLdnriUI/AAAAAAAAAYk/BfjjX9tzzeI/s1600/2-11-10+014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463554839209019714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/S9JyLdnriUI/AAAAAAAAAYk/BfjjX9tzzeI/s320/2-11-10+014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 1 Month old and such a doll! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5097670357598877078-7467290635417118833?l=msgeist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msgeist.blogspot.com/feeds/7467290635417118833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5097670357598877078&amp;postID=7467290635417118833' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097670357598877078/posts/default/7467290635417118833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097670357598877078/posts/default/7467290635417118833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msgeist.blogspot.com/2010/04/catch-up.html' title='Catch  Up'/><author><name>The Geists</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16569390578611110604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/S9J5MfAo6NI/AAAAAAAAAaE/1X_99mgw480/s72-c/1-26-10+322.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097670357598877078.post-6771036852722578857</id><published>2010-04-23T20:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T21:04:25.799-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Field Trip</title><content type='html'>We went to the Fire station on a field trip for joy school in March.  It was a big hit, the kids loved it!  They got to try on the firefighter suits.  Tony said that it was totally cool, but he doesn't want to be a fire fighter.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/S9JsIllQJ4I/AAAAAAAAAX0/VunEvUk8vqs/s1600/4-5-10+316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463548192736946050" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/S9JsIllQJ4I/AAAAAAAAAX0/VunEvUk8vqs/s320/4-5-10+316.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/S9JsIWmvJXI/AAAAAAAAAXs/1zZHdFUDSmA/s1600/4-5-10+312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463548188716639602" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/S9JsIWmvJXI/AAAAAAAAAXs/1zZHdFUDSmA/s320/4-5-10+312.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They got to climb in and all over the fire truck and the ambulence.  The ambulence wasn't as cool or as big as the truck though!  This was the best part for Tony.  He loved the truck and was happy to climb up and stand there.&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/5097670357598877078-6771036852722578857?l=msgeist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msgeist.blogspot.com/feeds/6771036852722578857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5097670357598877078&amp;postID=6771036852722578857' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097670357598877078/posts/default/6771036852722578857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097670357598877078/posts/default/6771036852722578857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msgeist.blogspot.com/2010/04/field-trip.html' title='Field Trip'/><author><name>The Geists</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16569390578611110604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/S9JsIllQJ4I/AAAAAAAAAX0/VunEvUk8vqs/s72-c/4-5-10+316.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097670357598877078.post-2192035481563041786</id><published>2010-02-11T21:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T21:44:38.425-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Loving Big Brother!!  He loves his little sister, Evie.  He was so anxious when he came home from grandmas house to see his new baby sister for the first time.  He says, "She is perfect".  He came up with that one on his own.  It was so sweet for a mother to hear her little boy say about his sister.  He always wants to hold, kiss and hug her!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/S3ToeSH4K2I/AAAAAAAAAXk/HxnDlKZWr7Y/s1600-h/1-26-10+367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437226257101630306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/S3ToeSH4K2I/AAAAAAAAAXk/HxnDlKZWr7Y/s320/1-26-10+367.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/S3ToeBGUEII/AAAAAAAAAXc/X3_l93dshYg/s1600-h/1-26-10+346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437226252531667074" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/S3ToeBGUEII/AAAAAAAAAXc/X3_l93dshYg/s320/1-26-10+346.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Evie was born Jan. 5, 2010. She was 8lbs. 2oz., 20.5 in. long.  Everything went fast, smooth and great.  2 hours after getting an epidural and 3 pushes she made her grand entrance.  Baby is healthy and so is mom so we left the hospital after 24 hrs of being there.  Can't find better comfort than our own home and beds!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We love her so much and very excited to have her in our family.  She already has a great love for Tony, her big brother.  She knows when he is in the room.  She turns her head in his directin as he moves around.  As soon as Dad holds her, she finds comfort and sleeps.  We have been blessed and love having her in our family. &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/5097670357598877078-2192035481563041786?l=msgeist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msgeist.blogspot.com/feeds/2192035481563041786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5097670357598877078&amp;postID=2192035481563041786' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097670357598877078/posts/default/2192035481563041786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097670357598877078/posts/default/2192035481563041786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msgeist.blogspot.com/2010/02/loving-big-brother-he-loves-his-little.html' title=''/><author><name>The Geists</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16569390578611110604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/S3ToeSH4K2I/AAAAAAAAAXk/HxnDlKZWr7Y/s72-c/1-26-10+367.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097670357598877078.post-7091515392485541262</id><published>2009-12-16T10:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T11:04:27.614-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Lights</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/Sykt9gis0WI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/EeitmCJr0xU/s1600-h/downtown+lights+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415910561620480354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/Sykt9gis0WI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/EeitmCJr0xU/s320/downtown+lights+007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We took trax downtown to see the lights on Temple Square.  Tony loved the idea of a train, especially the fast one!! Yes, my coat barely fits, it's called being 9 months pregnant!  All that walking was great though.  I have to admit, I have been some what of a heater lately, and was nice and toasty, the others were a little cold!  Sorry, boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/Sykt9E84YGI/AAAAAAAAAXI/xWTlEEqAigo/s1600-h/downtown+lights+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415910554214096994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/Sykt9E84YGI/AAAAAAAAAXI/xWTlEEqAigo/s320/downtown+lights+003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We went with the Waite's.  Tony and Grace had lots of fun in the snow and seeing all the pretty lights and nativities.  After we were all done, we stopped at the Lion House for some Hot Chocolate, Thanks guys it was alot of fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5097670357598877078-7091515392485541262?l=msgeist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msgeist.blogspot.com/feeds/7091515392485541262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5097670357598877078&amp;postID=7091515392485541262' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097670357598877078/posts/default/7091515392485541262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097670357598877078/posts/default/7091515392485541262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msgeist.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-lights.html' title='Christmas Lights'/><author><name>The Geists</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16569390578611110604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/Sykt9gis0WI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/EeitmCJr0xU/s72-c/downtown+lights+007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097670357598877078.post-386928832881803095</id><published>2009-11-12T12:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T13:31:10.448-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Catch up...</title><content type='html'>Tony started soccer with some friends this fall. At first, he didn't like it. But, now he loves it. He wasn't to thrilled about the other kids kicking the ball away from him. I had to explain that the other kids want it too. All we care about is that he is enjoying it and not crying anymore.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/Svx5TYq43UI/AAAAAAAAAW0/uwKPM10cdu0/s1600-h/11-10+I+don%27t+know+364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403327026884566338" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/Svx5TYq43UI/AAAAAAAAAW0/uwKPM10cdu0/s320/11-10+I+don%27t+know+364.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/Svx5TKcOxQI/AAAAAAAAAWs/A52iKR_TuGY/s1600-h/11-10+I+don%27t+know+363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403327023064990978" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/Svx5TKcOxQI/AAAAAAAAAWs/A52iKR_TuGY/s320/11-10+I+don%27t+know+363.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; For Mikes birthday, Tony helped him pick out a toad. Tony loves it more that Mike does. He loves to hold it, but I tell him all the time only when dad is home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/Svx5TIuPHLI/AAAAAAAAAWk/X1_ZazFZOo0/s1600-h/11-10+I+don%27t+know+347.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403327022603639986" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/Svx5TIuPHLI/AAAAAAAAAWk/X1_ZazFZOo0/s320/11-10+I+don%27t+know+347.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Every year we get together with the Daniels family and carve pumpkins. This is the sixth year, we have had a blast!! Here are all the final products.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/Svx2B7wbvgI/AAAAAAAAAWc/SHDXQ-gj6dw/s1600-h/11-10+I+don%27t+know+343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403323428530535938" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/Svx2B7wbvgI/AAAAAAAAAWc/SHDXQ-gj6dw/s320/11-10+I+don%27t+know+343.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All Tony wanted to be for Halloween was a Dragon!!! He said that a witch was going to cast a spell and turn him into a blue dragon. I don't know where he got that, but I thought it was kinda cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/Svx2Buqrn3I/AAAAAAAAAWU/gxDn8VflhtA/s1600-h/11-10+I+don%27t+know+340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403323425016749938" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/Svx2Buqrn3I/AAAAAAAAAWU/gxDn8VflhtA/s320/11-10+I+don%27t+know+340.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had a Halloween party for the kids in preschool. There was alot of things to do. Bean bag toss, painting pumpkins, make spider cookies, ghosts out of gumdrops, and decorate cupcakes. They also made bats out of black paper and their hand cut outs!! They had a lot of fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/Svx2BkAgO6I/AAAAAAAAAWM/jwzJdpzpZ0s/s1600-h/11-10+I+don%27t+know+335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403323422155488162" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/Svx2BkAgO6I/AAAAAAAAAWM/jwzJdpzpZ0s/s320/11-10+I+don%27t+know+335.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/Svx2BdYP56I/AAAAAAAAAWE/YNF6NheFyV8/s1600-h/11-10+I+don%27t+know+331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403323420376033186" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/Svx2BdYP56I/AAAAAAAAAWE/YNF6NheFyV8/s320/11-10+I+don%27t+know+331.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/Svx2A8xKEoI/AAAAAAAAAV8/liRCw6NNsWk/s1600-h/More+pics.+summer+109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403323411622138498" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/Svx2A8xKEoI/AAAAAAAAAV8/liRCw6NNsWk/s320/More+pics.+summer+109.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We started a preschool in Sept. a little joy school type of thing. All the kids that turned three this year and in the older nursery class were invited. Six of us are doing it and it is working out really well. The kids love getting together and learning. But I think more of the playing and treats is more of their idea of fun!! What do you expect from 3 year olds!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5097670357598877078-386928832881803095?l=msgeist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msgeist.blogspot.com/feeds/386928832881803095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5097670357598877078&amp;postID=386928832881803095' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097670357598877078/posts/default/386928832881803095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097670357598877078/posts/default/386928832881803095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msgeist.blogspot.com/2009/11/cacth-up.html' title='Catch up...'/><author><name>The Geists</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16569390578611110604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/Svx5TYq43UI/AAAAAAAAAW0/uwKPM10cdu0/s72-c/11-10+I+don%27t+know+364.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097670357598877078.post-3631596487653751782</id><published>2009-09-27T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T20:57:27.649-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun at the Fair</title><content type='html'>We went to the fair again this year, in hopes to see the Reptile show.  Instead they had a man that restled an alligator!!  Fine trade, because Tony loves alligators and was in complete aw!!  I didn't get pictures at all but we video taped it, when I get smart and figure how to put a video on, I'll post it.  Tony of course wanted to go touch him and sit on the alligator!  No fear in that little man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386360613828424226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SsAycKtl8iI/AAAAAAAAAV0/FkwRPLrvqtA/s320/More+pics.+summer+120.JPG" /&gt; Spending time at the Rodeo as a little family, trying to keep Tony's attention!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SsAyb8As5bI/AAAAAAAAAVs/7k2YNnxDzPQ/s1600-h/More+pics.+summer+118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386360609882039730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SsAyb8As5bI/AAAAAAAAAVs/7k2YNnxDzPQ/s320/More+pics.+summer+118.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They had cute little baby pigs, "AHHH!! CCUTE!!" Tony says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SsAybRuul2I/AAAAAAAAAVk/4QtLaiNJ-Po/s1600-h/More+pics.+summer+116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386360598532364130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SsAybRuul2I/AAAAAAAAAVk/4QtLaiNJ-Po/s320/More+pics.+summer+116.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SsAybPNKeZI/AAAAAAAAAVc/2VkPDJP4za4/s1600-h/More+pics.+summer+114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386360597854714258" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SsAybPNKeZI/AAAAAAAAAVc/2VkPDJP4za4/s320/More+pics.+summer+114.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; More animals and more fun!!  Tony had dad and animals all weekend, he was happy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5097670357598877078-3631596487653751782?l=msgeist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msgeist.blogspot.com/feeds/3631596487653751782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5097670357598877078&amp;postID=3631596487653751782' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097670357598877078/posts/default/3631596487653751782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097670357598877078/posts/default/3631596487653751782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msgeist.blogspot.com/2009/09/fun-at-fair.html' title='Fun at the Fair'/><author><name>The Geists</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16569390578611110604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SsAycKtl8iI/AAAAAAAAAV0/FkwRPLrvqtA/s72-c/More+pics.+summer+120.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097670357598877078.post-4389533300947562150</id><published>2009-09-21T12:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T13:11:16.149-07:00</updated><title type='text'>His Love of Babies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SrfbVgfyv3I/AAAAAAAAAVU/sNYmOVq8LbY/s1600-h/More+pics.+summer+071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384013042091736946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SrfbVgfyv3I/AAAAAAAAAVU/sNYmOVq8LbY/s320/More+pics.+summer+071.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tony has this new desire to hold babies!!  I loves almost with a passion!  He asks everytime we are around Josie,  "Can I hold "&lt;em&gt;baby Josie&lt;/em&gt;"?  He adds &lt;em&gt;baby&lt;/em&gt; before every babies name.   If they are crying, he wants to give them that binki.  He does these cool tricks and anything he can think of that is funny right in front of them till they laugh.  Then with a big smile he says "baby soso thinks I'm funny" and then goes back to making them laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SrfbVEYExEI/AAAAAAAAAVM/l2h6ILM0IV4/s1600-h/More+pics.+summer+072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384013034543170626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SrfbVEYExEI/AAAAAAAAAVM/l2h6ILM0IV4/s320/More+pics.+summer+072.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; If they are laying on a blanket, he'll run get his just so he can be right next to them!  Look at that smile, what can I say he loves babies!  We baby sat Baby Josie the other day, and he helped feed her, gave her toys, made her laugh, held her, layed with her, read her books.  He says, I'm a good helper, huh mom?"  "I'm a good big brother"  All I can say, is I hope it sticks with him!!  He is a big help, and I am so grateful for him!!  I  love him so much!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5097670357598877078-4389533300947562150?l=msgeist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msgeist.blogspot.com/feeds/4389533300947562150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5097670357598877078&amp;postID=4389533300947562150' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097670357598877078/posts/default/4389533300947562150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097670357598877078/posts/default/4389533300947562150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msgeist.blogspot.com/2009/09/his-love-of-babies.html' title='His Love of Babies'/><author><name>The Geists</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16569390578611110604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SrfbVgfyv3I/AAAAAAAAAVU/sNYmOVq8LbY/s72-c/More+pics.+summer+071.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097670357598877078.post-3579433231892339591</id><published>2009-09-15T20:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T21:07:26.778-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Labor Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SrBipvuHgZI/AAAAAAAAAVE/Ya_MyBucY8w/s1600-h/More+pics.+summer+098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381910024031797650" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SrBipvuHgZI/AAAAAAAAAVE/Ya_MyBucY8w/s320/More+pics.+summer+098.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We went up to Provo Falls. It was gorgeous, I've never been up there before, we loved it!! &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SrBipP-O1XI/AAAAAAAAAU8/erZm0d9gDL0/s1600-h/More+pics.+summer+103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381910015509452146" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SrBipP-O1XI/AAAAAAAAAU8/erZm0d9gDL0/s320/More+pics.+summer+103.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tony and I headed up there without dad, sadly, he had to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SrBhNJHK1VI/AAAAAAAAAU0/iJKoGK-4vBc/s1600-h/More+pics.+summer+096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381908433119925586" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SrBhNJHK1VI/AAAAAAAAAU0/iJKoGK-4vBc/s320/More+pics.+summer+096.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tony and I went off on our own little hike... looking for animals. We ended up sinking in a marsh land!!! New shoes, not so pretty anymore, but I got them clean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SrBhMpu7crI/AAAAAAAAAUs/QVS35hWczJY/s1600-h/More+pics.+summer+095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381908424696754866" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SrBhMpu7crI/AAAAAAAAAUs/QVS35hWczJY/s320/More+pics.+summer+095.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tony thought it was fun to sink, and then wash it off in the water!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SrBhL4saLVI/AAAAAAAAAUk/GiWiUZOmU08/s1600-h/More+pics.+summer+093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381908411532848466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SrBhL4saLVI/AAAAAAAAAUk/GiWiUZOmU08/s320/More+pics.+summer+093.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He is such an outdoor man!! He loves to be up in the mountains!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SrBhLjinE9I/AAAAAAAAAUc/EaFzLkMON0M/s1600-h/More+pics.+summer+088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381908405854606290" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SrBhLjinE9I/AAAAAAAAAUc/EaFzLkMON0M/s320/More+pics.+summer+088.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tony was so big hiking the side of the falls. He loves to hike and is a real trooper!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SrBhK5dMV2I/AAAAAAAAAUU/KSL7mWqmGw0/s1600-h/More+pics.+summer+086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381908394557593442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SrBhK5dMV2I/AAAAAAAAAUU/KSL7mWqmGw0/s320/More+pics.+summer+086.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thanks Mom, Dad, Chelle and Tiffy for taking us up there, we had so much fun!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5097670357598877078-3579433231892339591?l=msgeist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msgeist.blogspot.com/feeds/3579433231892339591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5097670357598877078&amp;postID=3579433231892339591' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097670357598877078/posts/default/3579433231892339591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097670357598877078/posts/default/3579433231892339591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msgeist.blogspot.com/2009/09/labor-day.html' title='Labor Day'/><author><name>The Geists</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16569390578611110604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SrBipvuHgZI/AAAAAAAAAVE/Ya_MyBucY8w/s72-c/More+pics.+summer+098.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097670357598877078.post-75521139129937952</id><published>2009-09-06T20:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T20:39:56.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today at church</title><content type='html'>WHAT HAPPENED AT CHURCH....&lt;br /&gt;I ran into Sarah in the hall after sunday school. She said she just saw Tony and that he went to the bathroom. I asked if Mike was with him, she said no!!!&lt;br /&gt;He is in nursery and the nursery helper stood outside of the mens restroom and let him go!!!!! Whatever happened to getting the mom??&lt;br /&gt;After church, Bro. Williams was in the hall and said he saw Tony in the bathroom, he used the urinal! How in the world does he even know how to use one of those?? I always take him to the bathroom. (Mike has a thing with public restrooms). Has Tony ever seen a urinal???  Bro. Gramse was in there too and said, "k bud, pull up your pants" when he was done.&lt;br /&gt;Did he wash his hands?&lt;br /&gt;Did he miss and make a mess?&lt;br /&gt;Did he get his clothes?&lt;br /&gt;Do you even flush one of those things???? I don't know!!&lt;br /&gt;Did he go back to class and have treats after not washing his hands and has pee all over his clthes???&lt;br /&gt;Does he stink? (I wouldn't know, my sniffer isn't upto par in that dept. I always had to check Tony's diapers, I couldn't smell it)&lt;br /&gt;Tony said he washed his hands, but he said he made a mess!! He also said he didn't get wet. "I did it all by myslef" with the look of approval from mom. Well, who cleans that up if he really made a mess?&lt;br /&gt;I got home and took his clothes off and washed him!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time I sure hope they come get me!!&lt;br /&gt;Funny, YES and NO!! I don't really like him in the mens room by himself, and other men telling and/or showing him what to do!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5097670357598877078-75521139129937952?l=msgeist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msgeist.blogspot.com/feeds/75521139129937952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5097670357598877078&amp;postID=75521139129937952' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097670357598877078/posts/default/75521139129937952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097670357598877078/posts/default/75521139129937952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msgeist.blogspot.com/2009/09/today-at-church.html' title='Today at church'/><author><name>The Geists</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16569390578611110604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097670357598877078.post-6536549099980586725</id><published>2009-08-31T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T21:11:29.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Standing Up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/Spyakt3rWjI/AAAAAAAAAUM/WPLhLeiCyC4/s1600-h/More+023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376342010752621106" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/Spyakt3rWjI/AAAAAAAAAUM/WPLhLeiCyC4/s320/More+023.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SpyakY4uy0I/AAAAAAAAAUE/yl42LUJtk7U/s1600-h/More+022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376342005119896386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SpyakY4uy0I/AAAAAAAAAUE/yl42LUJtk7U/s320/More+022.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So the other day we went to a cousins soccer game @ a Riverton Park.  Tony needed to go to the bathroom.  At a park, do you think they were decent? No not really!!  Ew Gross!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I stood Tony on the toilet bowl, legs spread out onto each side of the toilet.  He doesn't stand at home so, I gave him a little bit of help.  At home we sit, but because they were "icky" and "Cucky" he could stand.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thankgoodness to being potty trained he just goes at home.  Well, today, I heard him say "I'm gonna stand"  I ran from the kitchen to the bathroom yelling "no, don't sand, sit down, Tony, sit down"!!!  At the time I reached the bathroom doorway, I saw his underware and shorts laying in the middle of the floor.  I watched him take ONE giant step ontop of the toilet bowl.  Then comes this stream of yellow in the bowl, I watched silently.  What else was I supposed to do @ that point??  He was already peeing!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then the stream hits his foot, "Oh Gosh!" he says and tries to correct it by adjusting himself and gets all the way down his leg. (At this point I'm laughing and trying to hide it, I loved him saying "oh gosh").  Then he picks up that foot, now spraying the seat, he adjusts himself again and squirts his other leg!!!  I lost it, Come on now, that is funny!!  Just picture it, It was hillarious.  It's a good thing I was in a good mood!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I grew up with all girls and have only heard of these &lt;em&gt;boy potty stories&lt;/em&gt;.  Thankgoodness it wasn't too bad.  I know it's gross but funny too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I obviously didn't get a picture of him actually making the mess, but I thought it was so funny, that I had to take a pic. and post it.&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/5097670357598877078-6536549099980586725?l=msgeist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msgeist.blogspot.com/feeds/6536549099980586725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5097670357598877078&amp;postID=6536549099980586725' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097670357598877078/posts/default/6536549099980586725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097670357598877078/posts/default/6536549099980586725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msgeist.blogspot.com/2009/08/standing-up.html' title='Standing Up!'/><author><name>The Geists</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16569390578611110604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/Spyakt3rWjI/AAAAAAAAAUM/WPLhLeiCyC4/s72-c/More+023.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097670357598877078.post-7674741004195640711</id><published>2009-08-21T15:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T16:05:39.464-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Evie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://static.pyzam.com/img/thumbs/g_340/graphics/showyourpride/mcgirlmommy0227.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 179px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://static.pyzam.com/img/thumbs/g_340/graphics/showyourpride/mcgirlmommy0227.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are all so very excited to say that we are having a baby girl!!  I'm so happy and exicted that my Heavely Father trusts me to raise another sweet spirit.  What a wonderful blessing Evie has been already.  We anxiously await her arrival due in Jan. 4rth.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Some funny things Tony says: "Mom, I will protect you and baby Evie"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"We have to teach baby Evie how to talk and walk"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Mom, how is baby Evie doing today?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Wow, mom, your tummy is getting bigger, that means baby Evie is getting bigger, huh?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He likes to talk to her and tell her he loves her as he put his mouth to my belly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"I'm gonna hold her"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5097670357598877078-7674741004195640711?l=msgeist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msgeist.blogspot.com/feeds/7674741004195640711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5097670357598877078&amp;postID=7674741004195640711' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097670357598877078/posts/default/7674741004195640711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097670357598877078/posts/default/7674741004195640711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msgeist.blogspot.com/2009/08/baby-evie.html' title='Baby Evie'/><author><name>The Geists</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16569390578611110604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097670357598877078.post-8913586035055659002</id><published>2009-07-07T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T08:16:16.345-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's out....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The secret is out....&lt;/div&gt;We are pleased to say that we are expecting our second child!!!!  We are very excited and can't wait.  Tony will be 3 1/2 years old and a wonderful big helper and brother!!  He loves little babies and says "so cute".  He touches and kisses very softly, I hope that stays with him.  I am 14 weeks along and things are going great.  Mike thinks it's a girl, although we are just happy that we're pregnant and everything is going smooth and the baby has a strong healthy heart beat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5097670357598877078-8913586035055659002?l=msgeist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msgeist.blogspot.com/feeds/8913586035055659002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5097670357598877078&amp;postID=8913586035055659002' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097670357598877078/posts/default/8913586035055659002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097670357598877078/posts/default/8913586035055659002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msgeist.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-out.html' title='It&apos;s out....'/><author><name>The Geists</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16569390578611110604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097670357598877078.post-2832168205166420270</id><published>2009-06-05T14:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T06:29:22.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'>San Diego Trip...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SimQXA3E1lI/AAAAAAAAAT8/PgBXHNDHdo0/s1600-h/San+Diego+012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343961157894198866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SimQXA3E1lI/AAAAAAAAAT8/PgBXHNDHdo0/s320/San+Diego+012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We went on vacation to San Diego, in the middle of May. We had so much fun with my cousin Hailey and Clayton (who are expecting their first, the end of July!!) We stayed with them Friday night to Monday morning. Tony absolutely LOVED Clayton. Tony would wake up in the morning and ask "Where is &lt;em&gt;he&lt;/em&gt;?", "Can I go get &lt;em&gt;him&lt;/em&gt;?" He thought Clayton was the funniest guy and played with him none stop. We went to church with them on Mothers Day, Sunday. I was so excited to actually sit with Mike. Their ward gave the mothers the best chocolate ever!! Hailey and I finished them in the second block. We had so much fun with them and miss them alot!!!! This picture is sadly one of the only pictures we have of the time we spent with them. We played games and turned on a movie for Tony. He was glued to "Land Before Time". He has never seen it before. He didn't pay attention to anything but the movie.&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SimQXPf4x6I/AAAAAAAAAT0/7qTGL1m7OdA/s1600-h/San+Diego+019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343961161823471522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SimQXPf4x6I/AAAAAAAAAT0/7qTGL1m7OdA/s320/San+Diego+019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sea World!!! Tony has been waiting such a long time to go to Sea World!!! First things first, we had to see the dolphin show. Tony has had so much anticipation to see the dolphins for real and so close. He thought they were funny. We sat right in the SOAK ZONE, but didn't even get a drop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SimQW3P1noI/AAAAAAAAATs/xiqqzmhgSv8/s1600-h/San+Diego+028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343961155313704578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SimQW3P1noI/AAAAAAAAATs/xiqqzmhgSv8/s320/San+Diego+028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dad and Tony loved all the aquariums they have. They just look so happy. Tony ran from tank to tank with the biggest smile!! Saying "wow look at this one", "look at this one mom and dad".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SimQWi_pByI/AAAAAAAAATk/eUYamIaGa6c/s1600-h/San+Diego+029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343961149877061410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SimQWi_pByI/AAAAAAAAATk/eUYamIaGa6c/s320/San+Diego+029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; SHAMU!!!! Need I say more?? Tony was hillarious with the killer whales. He kept saying "this is my Shamu", "look at my Shamu", "My Shamu is coming"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SimP0424jaI/AAAAAAAAATc/1xzC1DbB3Ho/s1600-h/San+Diego+031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343960571630357922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SimP0424jaI/AAAAAAAAATc/1xzC1DbB3Ho/s320/San+Diego+031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Baluga Whale was right up close to the glass. Tony was amazed and thought it was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SimP0rR8HeI/AAAAAAAAATU/COT6Oa0YIuU/s1600-h/San+Diego+032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343960567985741282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SimP0rR8HeI/AAAAAAAAATU/COT6Oa0YIuU/s320/San+Diego+032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tony thought it was fun that the whale was showing off for him and doing tricks. We were suprised to see how huge they really are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SimP0vIP2bI/AAAAAAAAATM/BwHxJD05yHM/s1600-h/San+Diego+039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343960569018833330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SimP0vIP2bI/AAAAAAAAATM/BwHxJD05yHM/s320/San+Diego+039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We took a ride on the air tram and saw the Park and Ocean from above. Tony kept saying "were flying". I think he was a little nervous because he stayed in my lap and held still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SimP0XOZ5_I/AAAAAAAAATE/0iy_G-SZhRk/s1600-h/San+Diego+042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343960562602207218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SimP0XOZ5_I/AAAAAAAAATE/0iy_G-SZhRk/s320/San+Diego+042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hands On!!! Tony LOVED touching the animals!! He thought it was so cool to hold the star fish! There were so many for him to choose one, he wanted to hold them all one by one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SimP0MYpByI/AAAAAAAAAS8/QrTA_NZu90E/s1600-h/San+Diego+043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343960559692351266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SimP0MYpByI/AAAAAAAAAS8/QrTA_NZu90E/s320/San+Diego+043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After he was done with the star fish, he ran striaght to dad to see the sea urchants!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SimPKMoUuBI/AAAAAAAAAS0/ub3ahlXKjRM/s1600-h/San+Diego+049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343959838203623442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SimPKMoUuBI/AAAAAAAAAS0/ub3ahlXKjRM/s320/San+Diego+049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Again, Tony loved "HIS" Shamu!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SimPJ8On2FI/AAAAAAAAASs/UDobEls_y84/s1600-h/San+Diego+053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343959833800857682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SimPJ8On2FI/AAAAAAAAASs/UDobEls_y84/s320/San+Diego+053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tony thought it was so funny when he splashed the water all over everyone. Mike and I were a little disappointed, because again, we sat in the soak zone and didn't get wet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;All that counts is that Tony loved it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SimPJaTqr2I/AAAAAAAAASc/KjCkY60oNjA/s1600-h/San+Diego+058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343959824695209826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SimPJaTqr2I/AAAAAAAAASc/KjCkY60oNjA/s320/San+Diego+058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We survived Sea World with out a nap!! He looked a little tired at the end.&lt;br /&gt;If you can't tell, yes, that is a fish right behind him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SimPJadJpsI/AAAAAAAAASU/QjAiou1HBsA/s1600-h/San+Diego+073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343959824734987970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SimPJadJpsI/AAAAAAAAASU/QjAiou1HBsA/s320/San+Diego+073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At the WILD ANIMAL PARK, it was so hot and lots of walking around, we were so glad to see the little splash park they had. Of course, Tony only played with the alligator spitting water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SimOR-rYm_I/AAAAAAAAASM/5eC3vlX5FVM/s1600-h/San+Diego+061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343958872385690610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SimOR-rYm_I/AAAAAAAAASM/5eC3vlX5FVM/s320/San+Diego+061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Okay so we tried to take a family photo by ourselves! At least we have one, right? Almost the only shade at the Wild Animal Park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SimOR0BCQPI/AAAAAAAAASE/-fouubAuG3s/s1600-h/San+Diego+077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343958869523710194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SimOR0BCQPI/AAAAAAAAASE/-fouubAuG3s/s320/San+Diego+077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; No one was coming so we put the camera on the other side of the bridge on the timer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SimORUI0BxI/AAAAAAAAAR8/SVLYWEev2EQ/s1600-h/San+Diego+080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343958860966397714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SimORUI0BxI/AAAAAAAAAR8/SVLYWEev2EQ/s320/San+Diego+080.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We took the little train ride that took us around the perimeter of the African part of the park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SimORFjIdpI/AAAAAAAAAR0/WYI2oNr87r0/s1600-h/San+Diego+096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343958857050257042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SimORFjIdpI/AAAAAAAAAR0/WYI2oNr87r0/s320/San+Diego+096.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tony loved watching this "huge lizard" moving around. He couldn't get enough of it. Each time we walked by he stopped for several minutes at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SimOQyoYuKI/AAAAAAAAARs/dt1nSiOtFRs/s1600-h/San+Diego+100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343958851972020386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SimOQyoYuKI/AAAAAAAAARs/dt1nSiOtFRs/s320/San+Diego+100.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The best part is when he gets to touch the animals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SimM0Fj6g-I/AAAAAAAAARk/Hcout2UE2nc/s1600-h/San+Diego+104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343957259325703138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SimM0Fj6g-I/AAAAAAAAARk/Hcout2UE2nc/s320/San+Diego+104.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We loved the elephants!!! Tonys favorite animal!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SimMzyu0e8I/AAAAAAAAARc/iOUcTCb50co/s1600-h/San+Diego+107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343957254271171522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SimMzyu0e8I/AAAAAAAAARc/iOUcTCb50co/s320/San+Diego+107.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They came eight up next to the edge, I was waiting for Tony to fall down, he was leaning over so far!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SimMzz_-HEI/AAAAAAAAARU/JU0zDUe8BBY/s1600-h/San+Diego+135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343957254611541058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SimMzz_-HEI/AAAAAAAAARU/JU0zDUe8BBY/s320/San+Diego+135.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was funny to see how the Giraffes bend over to get a drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SimMzeoF_9I/AAAAAAAAARM/PEhOr163Ejg/s1600-h/San+Diego+118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343957248874250194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SimMzeoF_9I/AAAAAAAAARM/PEhOr163Ejg/s320/San+Diego+118.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mike fed these cute little birds. Tony wanted in on the action and very carefully placed his hand around the fruit nectar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SimMzYLgCFI/AAAAAAAAARE/nniGNfSnPf4/s1600-h/San+Diego+151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343957247143708754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SimMzYLgCFI/AAAAAAAAARE/nniGNfSnPf4/s320/San+Diego+151.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; San Diego, USS Midway. The aircraft carrier was HUGE!!! We took the tour through the entire thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343956182634257938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SimL1akq3hI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/lSlU74hPBzc/s320/San+Diego+150.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Tony just thought it was great to be on "the big boat" and to sit in the air plane and "fly" it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SimL1ccix7I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/A8N5VjWjj7o/s1600-h/San+Diego+159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343956183137044402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SimL1ccix7I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/A8N5VjWjj7o/s320/San+Diego+159.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just like Tony, Mike wanted in on the action. It was so funny to look away and back again to see him with a HUGE Grinn sitting in the plane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SimL1KcgEGI/AAAAAAAAAQs/vgetmoNN4aA/s1600-h/San+Diego+160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343956178305028194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SimL1KcgEGI/AAAAAAAAAQs/vgetmoNN4aA/s320/San+Diego+160.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343956177333359010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SimL1G01kaI/AAAAAAAAAQk/iem_ejqmBtI/s320/San+Diego+173.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Tony took me for a fun ride, Of course He had to be the pilot!! His huge grinn just says it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SimL02UBswI/AAAAAAAAAQc/XTJ7H1qA3c4/s1600-h/San+Diego+171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343956172900774658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SimL02UBswI/AAAAAAAAAQc/XTJ7H1qA3c4/s320/San+Diego+171.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The boys!! One big and one small one, I love them both!! Thanks to them we had a great trip!!&lt;br /&gt;The whole way home, Tony asked if we were going to the beach!!  He loved the beach and playing in the water.  He asks every once in a while if we can go to the beach, poor kid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5097670357598877078-2832168205166420270?l=msgeist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msgeist.blogspot.com/feeds/2832168205166420270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5097670357598877078&amp;postID=2832168205166420270' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097670357598877078/posts/default/2832168205166420270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097670357598877078/posts/default/2832168205166420270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msgeist.blogspot.com/2009/06/san-diego-trip.html' title='San Diego Trip...'/><author><name>The Geists</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16569390578611110604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SimQXA3E1lI/AAAAAAAAAT8/PgBXHNDHdo0/s72-c/San+Diego+012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097670357598877078.post-6763356512393545279</id><published>2009-05-27T14:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T14:45:06.699-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Babe!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/Sh2zXXRVpQI/AAAAAAAAAQU/VQ4ZxMy9h4I/s1600-h/_MG_2009B%26W.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340621947096376578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/Sh2zXXRVpQI/AAAAAAAAAQU/VQ4ZxMy9h4I/s400/_MG_2009B%26W.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy Birthday Babe!!! I love you! Thankyou for the fun years of dating and marriage we have had!! He is the best man, friend, companion, husband, Love, sweet heart, dad for Tony, and so much more!!! He treats me like the most spoiled wife and queen. Thankyou honey, I love you!!&lt;br /&gt;I don't have many pictures of just him, so here is one of my favorites!!!!&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/5097670357598877078-6763356512393545279?l=msgeist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msgeist.blogspot.com/feeds/6763356512393545279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5097670357598877078&amp;postID=6763356512393545279' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097670357598877078/posts/default/6763356512393545279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097670357598877078/posts/default/6763356512393545279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msgeist.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-birthday-babe.html' title='Happy Birthday Babe!'/><author><name>The Geists</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16569390578611110604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/Sh2zXXRVpQI/AAAAAAAAAQU/VQ4ZxMy9h4I/s72-c/_MG_2009B%26W.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097670357598877078.post-7428908078497424986</id><published>2009-05-04T20:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T21:03:35.798-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost Book...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/Sf-6QBXQ2EI/AAAAAAAAAQM/5R-I_Y6_32Y/s1600-h/more+028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332185268236638274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/Sf-6QBXQ2EI/AAAAAAAAAQM/5R-I_Y6_32Y/s320/more+028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is just one room that I ripped apart to find the book...(the couches, the books, the pillows)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tony loves the Library, books and stories. Not to mention the "Newts" and bug toys at the library. We returned all of the books back a couple weeks ago and I noticed on my account, there was one book still checked out. I could have sworn I returned it. I searched all the books, and all the places we read them and everywhere books are found in our home to find it. I searched the couches like four times. I ripped all the cushions and pillows off searched under and behind the couch. I got a flashlight and searched behind and under all the bookcases, entertainment center, computer desk, the fish tank, all the beds, play room, all closets in the entire house. When I can't find something I get obsessed about it, so I continued searching both cars, under the seats, the trunk, behind and under the fridge and oven. Under and behind all the dressers, in each drawer through all the clothes, in the DVD/game closet, under the sinks, in all my cupboards, in the pantry, and in the storage room. I searched the whole house!!!!!! I tried calling the Library to see if there was a mistake. I left a message, and no one called, so I went to the Library and found the book with the correct shelving number. I took it upto the desk and the Lady took it off my count. I feel much better now that the mystery is solved and the book is found and I didn't lose.&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/5097670357598877078-7428908078497424986?l=msgeist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msgeist.blogspot.com/feeds/7428908078497424986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5097670357598877078&amp;postID=7428908078497424986' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097670357598877078/posts/default/7428908078497424986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097670357598877078/posts/default/7428908078497424986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msgeist.blogspot.com/2009/05/lost-book.html' title='Lost Book...'/><author><name>The Geists</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16569390578611110604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/Sf-6QBXQ2EI/AAAAAAAAAQM/5R-I_Y6_32Y/s72-c/more+028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097670357598877078.post-8374309195472927079</id><published>2009-04-28T20:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T21:05:51.742-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OCD??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SffQ5XiK0iI/AAAAAAAAAQE/1FVsvBYYLAc/s1600-h/halloween+to+new+toys+130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329958368004723234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SffQ5XiK0iI/AAAAAAAAAQE/1FVsvBYYLAc/s320/halloween+to+new+toys+130.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SffQ5Cuy8gI/AAAAAAAAAP8/ixs2WYydNmo/s1600-h/halloween+to+new+toys+128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329958362420539906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SffQ5Cuy8gI/AAAAAAAAAP8/ixs2WYydNmo/s320/halloween+to+new+toys+128.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lines, lines, and more lines.  Tony always puts his toys and other things in a line.  He'll ask me to come play dinosaurs, animals, cars, the list goes on.  Most of the time we'll play for a couple minutes and then he'll put them in a line and he'll tell me not to touch them.  I have teased him once or twice, to see what happens....  "no, mom they go right here" he'll say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: "well, don't you want to play dinos?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tony: "We are, lets play"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still not allowed to move the animal out of line.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I came into the room the other day to find pillows in the line.  A little OCD you think?&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/5097670357598877078-8374309195472927079?l=msgeist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msgeist.blogspot.com/feeds/8374309195472927079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5097670357598877078&amp;postID=8374309195472927079' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097670357598877078/posts/default/8374309195472927079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097670357598877078/posts/default/8374309195472927079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msgeist.blogspot.com/2009/04/ocd.html' title='OCD??'/><author><name>The Geists</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16569390578611110604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SffQ5XiK0iI/AAAAAAAAAQE/1FVsvBYYLAc/s72-c/halloween+to+new+toys+130.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097670357598877078.post-7372237615109247631</id><published>2009-04-28T20:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T08:34:12.274-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SffPblXie5I/AAAAAAAAAP0/yyVJfV4w3x8/s1600-h/halloween+to+new+toys+084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329956756810529682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SffPblXie5I/AAAAAAAAAP0/yyVJfV4w3x8/s320/halloween+to+new+toys+084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Movie night and popcorn!! We wanted something else and so we made a hut!! It was big hit!! Tony wanted to sleep in the hut and everything. The next time he wanted to watch a movie, of course he wanted to have a hut. I loved huts when I was little. We made the whole room one big hut, I lobe those memories. Maybe Tony will remember silly things like that.&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/5097670357598877078-7372237615109247631?l=msgeist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msgeist.blogspot.com/feeds/7372237615109247631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5097670357598877078&amp;postID=7372237615109247631' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097670357598877078/posts/default/7372237615109247631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097670357598877078/posts/default/7372237615109247631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msgeist.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html' title='Movie Night'/><author><name>The Geists</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16569390578611110604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SffPblXie5I/AAAAAAAAAP0/yyVJfV4w3x8/s72-c/halloween+to+new+toys+084.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097670357598877078.post-3568191844103994265</id><published>2009-04-28T20:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T20:50:14.665-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yummy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SffNCaVZcNI/AAAAAAAAAPs/pD_mWiQ7S_Y/s1600-h/halloween+to+new+toys+079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329954125328773330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SffNCaVZcNI/AAAAAAAAAPs/pD_mWiQ7S_Y/s320/halloween+to+new+toys+079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Something to keep Tony entertained......  He loves popsicles, and he got this popsicle mold for his birthday last year from a friend.  He loved it!!  It was a big hit.  Just a little messy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SffNCYffjHI/AAAAAAAAAPk/X6etIRJlYFM/s1600-h/halloween+to+new+toys+075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329954124834245746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SffNCYffjHI/AAAAAAAAAPk/X6etIRJlYFM/s320/halloween+to+new+toys+075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just look at that smile, he was having so much fun. Tony just couldn't wait until it was done.  When they were done, all he wanted were the blue handle ones!!  A little bit of koolaid turned into a fun activity.  It kept his attention and he was happy, which always makes me happy!!&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/5097670357598877078-3568191844103994265?l=msgeist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msgeist.blogspot.com/feeds/3568191844103994265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5097670357598877078&amp;postID=3568191844103994265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097670357598877078/posts/default/3568191844103994265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097670357598877078/posts/default/3568191844103994265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msgeist.blogspot.com/2009/04/yummy.html' title='Yummy'/><author><name>The Geists</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16569390578611110604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SffNCaVZcNI/AAAAAAAAAPs/pD_mWiQ7S_Y/s72-c/halloween+to+new+toys+079.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097670357598877078.post-7789341552258652716</id><published>2009-04-28T20:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T20:41:37.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored = swim cap</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SffLhgPj-GI/AAAAAAAAAPc/gMzt_pSdOkk/s1600-h/halloween+to+new+toys+071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329952460467599458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SffLhgPj-GI/AAAAAAAAAPc/gMzt_pSdOkk/s320/halloween+to+new+toys+071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Okay so we were bored one day and Tony found a swimming cap and I thought it would be funny to show him what it was.  He absolutely hated it on him, ofcourse he wanted me to try it on.  He thought it was HILARIOUS.  The best part was him trying to take it off.  He was laughing so hard.  Looking pretty ridiculous was worth it to hear his deap ongoing laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SffLhfP5eFI/AAAAAAAAAPU/2-u1SiyzbSM/s1600-h/halloween+to+new+toys+072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329952460200573010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SffLhfP5eFI/AAAAAAAAAPU/2-u1SiyzbSM/s320/halloween+to+new+toys+072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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/5097670357598877078-7789341552258652716?l=msgeist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msgeist.blogspot.com/feeds/7789341552258652716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5097670357598877078&amp;postID=7789341552258652716' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097670357598877078/posts/default/7789341552258652716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097670357598877078/posts/default/7789341552258652716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msgeist.blogspot.com/2009/04/bored-swim-cap.html' title='Bored = swim cap'/><author><name>The Geists</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16569390578611110604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SffLhgPj-GI/AAAAAAAAAPc/gMzt_pSdOkk/s72-c/halloween+to+new+toys+071.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097670357598877078.post-793416411371616235</id><published>2009-03-27T12:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T12:43:12.727-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Letter "M"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/Sc0o7pNybYI/AAAAAAAAAPM/6IHEQ1LlF18/s1600-h/Letter+M+day+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317951740135501186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/Sc0o7pNybYI/AAAAAAAAAPM/6IHEQ1LlF18/s320/Letter+M+day+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So Tony and I wanted something new to do and we were bored the other day.  We came up with "M" day.  We started with gluing Marshmallows to paper in a the letter of "M".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/Sc0o7fFlULI/AAAAAAAAAPE/-WTQasCk9lE/s1600-h/Letter+M+day+014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317951737416732850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/Sc0o7fFlULI/AAAAAAAAAPE/-WTQasCk9lE/s320/Letter+M+day+014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tony didn't like getting the glue on his fingers.  He hates his hands and fingers dirty.  So he was very carful pressing each one by itself with one finger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/Sc0o6zSRwUI/AAAAAAAAAO8/pgpDg2PNk4E/s1600-h/Letter+M+day+015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317951725658816834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/Sc0o6zSRwUI/AAAAAAAAAO8/pgpDg2PNk4E/s320/Letter+M+day+015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He mostly liked having the marshmallows around.  He snuck in a couple of bites here and there.  He thinks marshmallows are the yummiest snack next to fruit snacks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The final outcome...  I think he did good don't you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/Sc0o6Vo_6HI/AAAAAAAAAO0/A0dZmb1USmA/s1600-h/Letter+M+day+016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317951717701052530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/Sc0o6Vo_6HI/AAAAAAAAAO0/A0dZmb1USmA/s320/Letter+M+day+016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we played a game with marshmallows.  I put BIG and little marshmallows in one bowl together.  I placed a tag in each bowl.  One for the BIG ones and one for the little ones.  He had to seperate them and put them where they go in the matching sign and bowl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/Sc0oSjAo3HI/AAAAAAAAAOs/HSGETMvm9iI/s1600-h/Letter+M+day+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317951034095098994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/Sc0oSjAo3HI/AAAAAAAAAOs/HSGETMvm9iI/s320/Letter+M+day+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/Sc0oSelp50I/AAAAAAAAAOk/IqkY4A4it-U/s1600-h/Letter+M+day+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317951032908179266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/Sc0oSelp50I/AAAAAAAAAOk/IqkY4A4it-U/s320/Letter+M+day+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The best part was that he got to eat them when he was done.  But of course he is only 2 so it didn't catch his attention for too long.  He was ready to move on to another game after playing 2 or 3 times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/Sc0oRY7m-OI/AAAAAAAAAOc/13z0b9bn_Vs/s1600-h/Letter+M+day+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317951014209779938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/Sc0oRY7m-OI/AAAAAAAAAOc/13z0b9bn_Vs/s320/Letter+M+day+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then we went around the house naming everything that starts with "M".  Mom, Monkey, we went out to get the Mail, Manny off Ice Age...  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a fun day, we got the idea off the blog, No time for flashcards.  Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5097670357598877078-793416411371616235?l=msgeist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msgeist.blogspot.com/feeds/793416411371616235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5097670357598877078&amp;postID=793416411371616235' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097670357598877078/posts/default/793416411371616235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097670357598877078/posts/default/793416411371616235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msgeist.blogspot.com/2009/03/letter-m.html' title='The Letter &quot;M&quot;'/><author><name>The Geists</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16569390578611110604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/Sc0o7pNybYI/AAAAAAAAAPM/6IHEQ1LlF18/s72-c/Letter+M+day+011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097670357598877078.post-1243454350759671101</id><published>2009-03-22T15:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T15:30:24.067-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1st time at the Dentist!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/Sca4rGex0-I/AAAAAAAAAOM/EPIjQCiB25k/s1600-h/halloween-christmas-friends-1st+dentist+048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316139460771042274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/Sca4rGex0-I/AAAAAAAAAOM/EPIjQCiB25k/s320/halloween-christmas-friends-1st+dentist+048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/Sca4qk7ZqQI/AAAAAAAAAOE/LGh3zxgH0FM/s1600-h/halloween-christmas-friends-1st+dentist+049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316139451764287746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/Sca4qk7ZqQI/AAAAAAAAAOE/LGh3zxgH0FM/s320/halloween-christmas-friends-1st+dentist+049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Can you believe Tony is almost 3???!!  I rented some books from the library about going to the dentist and all the fun things that go on, like the ride on the big chair, the big camera that takes pictures of your teeth and the great big flashlight.  Tony was more excited about the flash light than anything else.  My next step was making the appt.  We heard good things about &lt;em&gt;Jordan Landing Pediatric Dentistry.&lt;/em&gt;  Tony did awesome!  He got everything done that the Dentist and his assistant tried to do.  The Dr. was very pleased and the most important thing is there were no cavities!!!! YEAH!!!  Tony liked the office because he got a free icecream voucher,a new "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;cars" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;tooth brush, a prize from the bucket (honestly, are we supprised he picked a snake? NO!) and a coin for the merry-go-round in the waiting room!!!!  He loved the ride he got on the &lt;em&gt;fish.&lt;/em&gt;  The last picture is him showing his "clean white teeth".  That is the face he makes after he brushes hiss teeth every night when he runs to the mirror.&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/5097670357598877078-1243454350759671101?l=msgeist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msgeist.blogspot.com/feeds/1243454350759671101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5097670357598877078&amp;postID=1243454350759671101' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097670357598877078/posts/default/1243454350759671101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097670357598877078/posts/default/1243454350759671101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msgeist.blogspot.com/2009/03/1st-time-at-dentist.html' title='1st time at the Dentist!!'/><author><name>The Geists</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16569390578611110604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/Sca4rGex0-I/AAAAAAAAAOM/EPIjQCiB25k/s72-c/halloween-christmas-friends-1st+dentist+048.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097670357598877078.post-2124975589256785399</id><published>2009-03-22T13:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T15:11:26.285-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Jack in the Box"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/Sca0aJj3vuI/AAAAAAAAAN0/AmLYqWUNhsY/s1600-h/halloween-christmas-friends-1st+dentist+043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316134771493420770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/Sca0aJj3vuI/AAAAAAAAAN0/AmLYqWUNhsY/s320/halloween-christmas-friends-1st+dentist+043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tony enjoyed the other night with his friends in the play room.  They had so much fun and played really well together.  While mom's and dad's were eating dessert and playing games the kids had a blast not playing with the toys, but emptying the toy box.  Ragaen was a big cheeser when the camera came out,  I love that face!  She played with all the toys and wished she would get in with the boys.  Tony and Blake thought it was so fun being in the huge box!!  They had a great time together.  I'ts nice when you can just let them go off and play.  Moms and Dads had fun too and enjoyed all the cookies while we tried out a new game, "&lt;em&gt;RAGE&lt;/em&gt;".  We haven't hung out with our friends for a looong time.  We really enjoy them and love their friendship.  Thanks guys!!&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/5097670357598877078-2124975589256785399?l=msgeist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msgeist.blogspot.com/feeds/2124975589256785399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5097670357598877078&amp;postID=2124975589256785399' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097670357598877078/posts/default/2124975589256785399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097670357598877078/posts/default/2124975589256785399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msgeist.blogspot.com/2009/03/jack-in-box.html' title='&quot;Jack in the Box&quot;'/><author><name>The Geists</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16569390578611110604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/Sca0aJj3vuI/AAAAAAAAAN0/AmLYqWUNhsY/s72-c/halloween-christmas-friends-1st+dentist+043.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097670357598877078.post-5895182791829848011</id><published>2009-02-11T17:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T18:14:23.275-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SUPER TONY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SZODBpFN5vI/AAAAAAAAANs/WgUxquyfcNU/s1600-h/halloween-super+Tony+040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301725250576049906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SZODBpFN5vI/AAAAAAAAANs/WgUxquyfcNU/s320/halloween-super+Tony+040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tony has these new jamas that he just loves!! He doesn't even mind to get ready for bed if I mention he can be "Super Tony". We simply put them on and all the sudden he has all this energy and runs around saying "I Super Tony". He even puts his arms up like he is flying, it's pretty dang cute! Last night we put the jamas on and the cape wasn't on yet and I asked if he was Super Tony. He said, "No, I Tony". I finished attaching the cape on, he gave me this huge smile and said "now I Super Tony" and put his arms up and ran out of the room!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SZOC50tjLfI/AAAAAAAAANk/aOo4ZXUskw0/s1600-h/halloween-super+Tony+039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301725116259053042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SZOC50tjLfI/AAAAAAAAANk/aOo4ZXUskw0/s320/halloween-super+Tony+039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What he likes the most is when we hold him in our arms like he is flying. He extends his arms out like super man and says "Zoooommmmm, zzoooommm". Brownies for fun jamas, sho knew it would've been fun. I love my little man, he always makes me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5097670357598877078-5895182791829848011?l=msgeist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msgeist.blogspot.com/feeds/5895182791829848011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5097670357598877078&amp;postID=5895182791829848011' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097670357598877078/posts/default/5895182791829848011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097670357598877078/posts/default/5895182791829848011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msgeist.blogspot.com/2009/02/super-tony.html' title='SUPER TONY'/><author><name>The Geists</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16569390578611110604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SZODBpFN5vI/AAAAAAAAANs/WgUxquyfcNU/s72-c/halloween-super+Tony+040.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097670357598877078.post-3052315719997002004</id><published>2009-01-17T19:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T20:10:17.101-08:00</updated><title type='text'>OUCH!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SXKoa4QRwFI/AAAAAAAAAMg/Xhr2xHhPoBI/s1600-h/ouch+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292477691844477010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SXKoa4QRwFI/AAAAAAAAAMg/Xhr2xHhPoBI/s320/ouch+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, that huge red mark is a long welt!!!  How'd I get it you might ask?  I bet you wouldn't guess I did it to myself...  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was doing a new work out video.  Tae Bo's Utlimate Body Boot Camp came with a set of bands.  Well, apparentlyI didn't have the bands in the right place, so it came back and snapped my leg!!!!  It killed and left an immediate long red welt and bruise!!  From the top of my knee down to the bottom of my calf.  You bet I'm not going to wear a short skirt to church tomorrow!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5097670357598877078-3052315719997002004?l=msgeist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msgeist.blogspot.com/feeds/3052315719997002004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5097670357598877078&amp;postID=3052315719997002004' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097670357598877078/posts/default/3052315719997002004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097670357598877078/posts/default/3052315719997002004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msgeist.blogspot.com/2009/01/ouch_17.html' title='OUCH!!!'/><author><name>The Geists</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16569390578611110604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SXKoa4QRwFI/AAAAAAAAAMg/Xhr2xHhPoBI/s72-c/ouch+008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097670357598877078.post-6972390577643197613</id><published>2009-01-17T18:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T19:55:30.841-08:00</updated><title type='text'>OUCH!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SXKRPK4BieI/AAAAAAAAAMI/tdnocuqQ2To/s1600-h/halloween,christmas,+sledding+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292452201917155810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SXKRPK4BieI/AAAAAAAAAMI/tdnocuqQ2To/s320/halloween,christmas,+sledding+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What happened you ask? Well, sadly the answer is I scatched him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was on the phone, getting Tony ready to go out the door. He didn't want to leave and started to get into things (I'm on the phone may I remind you). Tony opens the cupboard underneath the sink. This door already has a child proof latch on the inside. Tony has obviously figured how to work it. (Smart little devil (hehe)) He paused looking at me, saw me on the phone. Then in super mode, he quickly grabbed the cleaning spray bottle and ran off as fast as he could spraying everything inside, giggling as he turned the corner hiding from me. As I reached in to grab the bottle, he leaped foward and as you can see I scrathed his cheek instead. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When dad got home, he was quick to show dad the owie on his cheek. Mike asked him what happened, he says, "Um I had it and mommy took it away!!!" I've put vit. A and neosporin on it, hopefully to reduce the scaring. You can still see it and I feel so bad when people ask what happened to him. Sorry Bud, I still love you!! Luckily he is quickly to forgive and forget!! &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/5097670357598877078-6972390577643197613?l=msgeist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msgeist.blogspot.com/feeds/6972390577643197613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5097670357598877078&amp;postID=6972390577643197613' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097670357598877078/posts/default/6972390577643197613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097670357598877078/posts/default/6972390577643197613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msgeist.blogspot.com/2009/01/ouch.html' title='OUCH!!!!'/><author><name>The Geists</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16569390578611110604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SXKRPK4BieI/AAAAAAAAAMI/tdnocuqQ2To/s72-c/halloween,christmas,+sledding+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097670357598877078.post-6980961557294711004</id><published>2009-01-11T21:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T21:44:21.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I NEED TO GO POTTY!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SWrV4tUU6NI/AAAAAAAAALo/1AjglgK6WAk/s1600-h/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290275882514311378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SWrV4tUU6NI/AAAAAAAAALo/1AjglgK6WAk/s320/021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, the other night, I woke up @ 3 a.m. to Tony crying!!!  "I need to go potty, I need to go potty, I need to go potty..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What's the idea?!?  If he is scared or wants a drink in the middle of the night, he'll come get me.  Of all things, he had to cry he has to go potty, why couldn't he just come get me?  Waking up to crying is a lot different than waking up with him at my bed.  Don't get me wrong, I'm happy he woke up to go "&lt;em&gt;potty&lt;/em&gt;".  Thats just the first.  The worst is we had to turn on all the lights, and wash our hands of course.  So, who is wide awake?  Me!!!  I was awake for an hour and a half!!  I almost just got up and started my day.  But all in all, I'm very proud of Tony going "&lt;em&gt;potty&lt;/em&gt;"!!  Congratulations bud!!  He is very proud of himself and loves the treats!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5097670357598877078-6980961557294711004?l=msgeist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msgeist.blogspot.com/feeds/6980961557294711004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5097670357598877078&amp;postID=6980961557294711004' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097670357598877078/posts/default/6980961557294711004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097670357598877078/posts/default/6980961557294711004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msgeist.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-need-to-go-potty.html' title='I NEED TO GO POTTY!!!!'/><author><name>The Geists</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16569390578611110604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SWrV4tUU6NI/AAAAAAAAALo/1AjglgK6WAk/s72-c/021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097670357598877078.post-5684251008329611713</id><published>2008-12-28T20:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T22:44:07.471-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TWILIGHT</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/f/f8/Twilight_Saga_Collection.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 357px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 595px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/f/f8/Twilight_Saga_Collection.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Recently I've been spending all my time reading. For those who know me,&lt;em&gt; I know I know it's a&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;shocker&lt;/em&gt;. The last book I remember reading was over 5 years ago, and before that it was a couple more years. I don't usually like to read!! I'd much rather spend my time doing anything but reading. I'd rather do dishes or vacuum. I've heard all this hype about these stupid books, all my sisters, friends, neighbors, and young women. If all these people keep talking about it and how good it is and the movie was coming out, I had this little curiosity in the back of my head. But read, yeah right!! So I pushed it off. I thought maybe I'd start reading, but then of course, talked myself out of it, "&lt;em&gt;Most people don't like the movies after they've read the book&lt;/em&gt;." So, maybe I'd read it after I saw the movie. I took my sister Chelle to the movie for her birthday. I liked it and thought why not, mine as well, nothing to lose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, needless to say. I feel like all I have been doing the last 4 weeks is reading the Twilight series. To my suprise, I really like them. Every minute Tony was taking a nap or in bed for the night, I was reading, the minute I put him in bed!! I felt bad that I was happy he was in bed, but I was, sad to say, addicted. I'm glad I'm done, I don't feel so locked into the books!! There is a sense of accomplishment too!! My own record of reading anything!! Four of them and Edwards Version in less than 4 weeks, may not be fast for others. But a record for me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/5097670357598877078-5684251008329611713?l=msgeist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msgeist.blogspot.com/feeds/5684251008329611713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5097670357598877078&amp;postID=5684251008329611713' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097670357598877078/posts/default/5684251008329611713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097670357598877078/posts/default/5684251008329611713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msgeist.blogspot.com/2008/12/twilight.html' title='TWILIGHT'/><author><name>The Geists</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16569390578611110604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097670357598877078.post-8735579423865885396</id><published>2008-11-14T12:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T11:11:22.972-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boy Meets Girl TAG!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SR3s2bUnpLI/AAAAAAAAAKM/_4fP8HgcU10/s1600-h/_MG_2027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268627558884680882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SR3s2bUnpLI/AAAAAAAAAKM/_4fP8HgcU10/s400/_MG_2027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This tag is called How I met ____"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Where did you meet?&lt;br /&gt;BLIND DATE!!! I know, I swore that was going to be the last one. I hated them, they never turned out good, I just couldn't turn people down. Needless to say, this one turned out Great!! To think I even tried to back out on it, but after 45 min on the phone, I gave in again. (long story... if you want to know ask me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What was the 1st thought that went through your head when you met?&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, it was a sign of relief!!!! (for both of us) My older sister answered the door who is a 5' 4'' red head. Could you imagine, all 6'8'" of Mike with her, I can't. Anyway, I was very happy to see it was Mike and not someone else. My friend told me I could go take a look at him to know what he looked like at work, she ended up telling me the wrong day. So I saw some one else instead, who I wasn't the least bit excited about!! That is why I was it was a relief and excitement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Do you remember what he was wearing?&lt;br /&gt;A long sleeved white or gray shirt with blue jeans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Where was the 1st time you kissed this person?&lt;br /&gt;On my porch. The sweet guy asked if he could kiss me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Where did you go on your 1st date?&lt;br /&gt;The Scarecrow festival, to see Jerhico Road. (It was our friends cousin)&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to a Corn Maze, then back to a friends house to watch a movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. How long did you know this person before you were a couple?&lt;br /&gt;Um, maybe a couple of weeks, maybe. We were dating other people at first and always checked in on eachother the next day to see how it went. Neither of us had as much fun as we did together. So, realized we were tired of it and just dated eachother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. How did he ask you out?&lt;br /&gt;He didn't, remember a blind date. Our friend set it all up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Has this person ever proposed to you?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, We are married and there is NO way I would have done it. It's the mans responsibitly.&lt;br /&gt;We've dated 5 months and he had a long stem rose every place we went. One when he picked me up. Two, laying on the table at the restaraunt. (I know, how sweet and romantic. He had took it to the restaraunt before he picked me up.) Three, we went ice skating. Four, at dessert. Five, He dropped me off with nothing, no rose, no proposal, nothing!! I knew something was up and gonna happen. He never did anything like that before. He came back like 15 min. later with a red long stem rose and a ring a proposal, kisses and hugs and pictures. It was a fun night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Do you and this person have kids together?&lt;br /&gt;NO, no kids yet, just one. One beautiful child, Tony, that I love to death. Mike and Tony are my bestest friends ever!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Have you ever broken the law with this person?&lt;br /&gt;Yep!!! A couple of times!! I know hopefully you would expect it but yes!! Speeding, Funny story, Mike made me car sick he had to pullover to let me relieve the sickness. On vacation, in a new car, in the mountains. He was testing out the new car. OF course it was in the curvy part of the mountain. He got a huge ticket!! I think he was going 20 miles over. Mike thought it was so cool that he didn't need the windshield wipers in the rain storm.&lt;br /&gt;We had some good friends from Florida come visit. They were driving. We got stuck in traffic and he didn't want to wait. He say a break in the median, and drove up in the emergency lane tuned through the tiny space and zoomed off. Later that day, we were paked illegally in the mountains. They were driving, He got the ticket. He's fromFlorida and has never been in the mountains or snow. We'll just say he did a lot of exploring.........&lt;br /&gt;The list goes on....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. When was the 1st time you liked this person?&lt;br /&gt;1st date. In the cornmaze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Do you get along with his family?&lt;br /&gt;Yes unless if I wear heals. Then I'm on Mikes oldest brother, Bills black list. It really makes them feel uncomfortable. Mike is the freakishly tall one in his family. His mom is 5'4". With out shoes I'm as tall as his dad and his two bros.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Do you trust this person?&lt;br /&gt;Always, well when he is serious. If he is not serious, then NEVER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Do you see him as your partner forever?&lt;br /&gt;Isn't that what etenity is? Yep, too bad for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What is the best gift he gave you?&lt;br /&gt;Friendship, Love, Motherhood. Honest and worthy man who I can go tho the temple with.&lt;br /&gt;My new vacuum and my new pots and pans. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What is the one thing he does that gets on your nerves?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know, I try to forget it. He doesn't get on my nerves much at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Where do you see eachother in 15 yrs.?&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully in heaven together. This world is getting scary and bad.&lt;br /&gt;In our 40's. That's still young. Probably out having fun!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What causes the most arguments?&lt;br /&gt;What kind of questions are these? Argue? Who does that?&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know, we agree on most everything. It's a good thing we are together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. How long have you been together?&lt;br /&gt;6 yrs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Are you married?&lt;br /&gt;YESSIREE!! 5 1/2 years!!&lt;br /&gt;Love you Mike (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Who do you tag?&lt;br /&gt;Summer, Angie, Tracy, Wendy, Kellie, Erin&lt;br /&gt;Have fun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5097670357598877078-8735579423865885396?l=msgeist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msgeist.blogspot.com/feeds/8735579423865885396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5097670357598877078&amp;postID=8735579423865885396' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097670357598877078/posts/default/8735579423865885396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097670357598877078/posts/default/8735579423865885396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msgeist.blogspot.com/2008/11/boy-meets-girl-tag.html' title='Boy Meets Girl TAG!!'/><author><name>The Geists</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16569390578611110604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SR3s2bUnpLI/AAAAAAAAAKM/_4fP8HgcU10/s72-c/_MG_2027.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097670357598877078.post-3639486743542848116</id><published>2008-11-13T20:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T21:07:16.408-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun before the cold</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SR0E61wvN0I/AAAAAAAAAJM/4x8lVirqbVo/s1600-h/more+pics+135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268372548003772226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SR0E61wvN0I/AAAAAAAAAJM/4x8lVirqbVo/s400/more+pics+135.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We wanted to just get out of the house right before Halloween.  Tony loves to just run and we thought Gardner Village would be fun to see with all the witches!!  Well, Tony didn'tcare for any of them, just the ducks and the candy store!!!  He was in a goofy mood and just wanted to explore, climb, and see everything.  So Mike just snapped some cute pictures of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SR0E6Y5PhcI/AAAAAAAAAJE/QonnFKuny18/s1600-h/more+pics+124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268372540254815682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SR0E6Y5PhcI/AAAAAAAAAJE/QonnFKuny18/s400/more+pics+124.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; If we can get him to sit for just 3 seconds it might be long enough for us to get a picture of him.  He just sees things and has to explore.  He say's "Wow, mom!!!  Look, what this?" or "Wow, mom!!!  look at that ...."  He runs from one thing to another!  The minute he spots the camera he is out!!  Good luck mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SR0E6NTxQbI/AAAAAAAAAI8/BZiG-tXMrOY/s1600-h/more+pics+136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268372537144852914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SR0E6NTxQbI/AAAAAAAAAI8/BZiG-tXMrOY/s400/more+pics+136.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He loves mom!!  I'll tell him "I love you"  He replies with "I love you to mom"  It sound so grown up.  He'll ramdonly come up to me and put his arm around my neck and rest his head on mine, look up at me and just smile the sweetest innocent smile.  It just makes me melt.!!  I Love you Tony!  Moments like that just make all the hard times not worth mentioning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5097670357598877078-3639486743542848116?l=msgeist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msgeist.blogspot.com/feeds/3639486743542848116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5097670357598877078&amp;postID=3639486743542848116' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097670357598877078/posts/default/3639486743542848116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097670357598877078/posts/default/3639486743542848116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msgeist.blogspot.com/2008/11/fun-before-cold.html' title='Fun before the cold'/><author><name>The Geists</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16569390578611110604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SR0E61wvN0I/AAAAAAAAAJM/4x8lVirqbVo/s72-c/more+pics+135.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097670357598877078.post-3751417299774571478</id><published>2008-10-27T21:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T19:45:06.184-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The State Fair</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SQaW-Ld6NUI/AAAAAAAAAI0/4-Zg4LXpngc/s1600-h/more+pics+082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262059209603298626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SQaW-Ld6NUI/AAAAAAAAAI0/4-Zg4LXpngc/s400/more+pics+082.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our family loves the fair!! This year as Tony is older and loves animals, he enjoyed it much more than he did last year. Mike had fun showing Tony everything he likes too. Tony likes snakes, he has 2 pet stuffed snakes. One is yellow with black and red stripes, it hangs on the cutains. The other is a huge red snake that he carries right behind the head and lets the body drag behind him all throughout the house!! Mike likes reptiles so we make it to the show. After the show, the guy had a snake out that people could hold, touch, feel and take a picture with. Tony of course through the whole show wanted to touch all the animal and "go get them", so we went to go see the snake....... I thought Tony would chicken out and get scared, but he did awesome and loved it. After we left, all he wanted was to go back and hold the snake. I could just see him try to hold it like he does at home.&lt;/div&gt;&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/5097670357598877078-3751417299774571478?l=msgeist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msgeist.blogspot.com/feeds/3751417299774571478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5097670357598877078&amp;postID=3751417299774571478' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097670357598877078/posts/default/3751417299774571478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097670357598877078/posts/default/3751417299774571478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msgeist.blogspot.com/2008/10/state-fair.html' title='The State Fair'/><author><name>The Geists</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16569390578611110604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SQaW-Ld6NUI/AAAAAAAAAI0/4-Zg4LXpngc/s72-c/more+pics+082.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097670357598877078.post-7092835382593461665</id><published>2008-10-27T20:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T20:02:00.487-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is the Place</title><content type='html'>We went to Heritage Park with all the cousins, uncle Bill took them for a wagon ride up and down the hill. The kids loved it, especially going on all the bumps and down the hill fast!!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SQaImVgEd3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/_8-McaI6gqE/s1600-h/more+pics+058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262043406817064818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SQaImVgEd3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/_8-McaI6gqE/s320/more+pics+058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In the ZCMI store, upstairs they have pioneer clothing and fun hats. We liked this one on Tony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SQaImE4D1vI/AAAAAAAAAIk/8nD6nUOufSo/s1600-h/more+pics+039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262043402354284274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SQaImE4D1vI/AAAAAAAAAIk/8nD6nUOufSo/s320/more+pics+039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; TRAINS, TRAINS, TRAINS!!!!!! We love train rides. the park had 2 of them. The kids sure loved them. The parents did too, just to get off our feet and in the shade in the mid day, hot heat in August.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SQaIlvvjXCI/AAAAAAAAAIc/7n9RHEjQVX4/s1600-h/more+pics+031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262043396681456674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SQaIlvvjXCI/AAAAAAAAAIc/7n9RHEjQVX4/s320/more+pics+031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Anything with animals.... We're, well Tony is there!! He loves farms that you can touch the animals!! He liked to see how far his fingers would sink into the sheep coats. He ran from animal to animal. His new game is, "whats this mom?" and then he would continue to make animal noises. Mom and Dad would have to guess what animal. He gets into it, it's kinda funny sometimes. We were at the library the other day for story time. While the lady was reading the book at a quiet part, Tony belted "One, Two, Three, Four, Military style" It's from jungle book. His favorite part is the elephants!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="visibility:visible"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://flash.picturetrail.com/pflicks/3/spflick.swf" quality="high" FlashVars="ql=2&amp;src1=http://pic80.picturetrail.com/VOL2134/11737339/flicks/1/5937651" wmode="transparent" bgcolor="#000000" width="460" height="350" name="sequence" align="middle" allowScriptAccess="sameDomain" style="height:350px;width:460px" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;p style="whitespace:no-wrap;margin-top:10px;height:24px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.picturetrail.com/misc/counter.fcgi?link=%2FphotoFlick%2Fsamples%2Fpflicks.shtml&amp;cID=924"&gt;&lt;img align="left" src="http://pics.picturetrail.com/res/pflicks/pt.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.picturetrail.com/misc/counter.fcgi?link=%2FphotoFlick%2Fsamples%2Fpflicks.shtml&amp;cID=925"&gt;&lt;img align="left" style="margin-left:5px" src="http://pics.picturetrail.com/static/images/pt2.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5097670357598877078-7092835382593461665?l=msgeist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msgeist.blogspot.com/feeds/7092835382593461665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5097670357598877078&amp;postID=7092835382593461665' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097670357598877078/posts/default/7092835382593461665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097670357598877078/posts/default/7092835382593461665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msgeist.blogspot.com/2008/10/this-is-place.html' title='This is the Place'/><author><name>The Geists</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16569390578611110604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SQaImVgEd3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/_8-McaI6gqE/s72-c/more+pics+058.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097670357598877078.post-5271786308877912714</id><published>2008-10-27T13:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T20:14:40.818-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back</title><content type='html'>Hey Everyone!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been very busy, distracted and occupied. I haven't blogged since what May? Well, here is a little catch up....Mike Tony &amp;amp; I have had a great summer!!!! We did a ton of things around town. I finished my basement, we went to Flaming Gorge, This is the Park @ Heritage Point, lots of camping, hiking, I've been playing volleyball on a couple leagues, TONY'S 2 yr. birthday, Lagoon, swimming, fireworks, more swimming, youth conference, girls camp, weekend in Midway with friends (thanks Angie), couple girls nights out while my sister Chelle who was home from school, (Love you Chelle), girls night out with my sister in laws, lots of bar b-q's. Grandma went on mission &amp;amp; 6 weeks into it she fell down a cement staircase and shattered her shoulder, she had surgery and therapy had time to heal and was sent right back out to where she originally was in Croatia. All of this and we've had company through it all!!! My sisters condo building caught on fire. So, she lives here with her Husband, Ray and their baby Lizzy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where ever water could be found, you would find Tony. He is such a fish, he never wants to leave the water!!! From the lake, to a pool, to splash pads, to a puddle of water, we found it all!Just the splish and splashes were not enough for him. Somehow he was able to get soaked from just a puddle. He loves to be submereged into it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="VISIBILITY: visible" href="http://%3cdiv/"&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 460px; HEIGHT: 350px" name="carousel" align="middle" src="http://flash.picturetrail.com/pflicks/3/spflick.swf" width="460" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain" bgcolor="#000000" wmode="transparent" flashvars="ql=2&amp;amp;src1=http://pic80.picturetrail.com/VOL2134/11737339/flicks/1/5935820" quality="high"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;p style="MARGIN-TOP: 10px; HEIGHT: 24px; whitespace: no-wrap"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.picturetrail.com/misc/counter.fcgi?link=%2FphotoFlick%2Fsamples%2Fpflicks.shtml&amp;amp;cID=924"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.picturetrail.com/res/pflicks/pt.gif" align="left" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.picturetrail.com/misc/counter.fcgi?link=%2FphotoFlick%2Fsamples%2Fpflicks.shtml&amp;amp;cID=925"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN-LEFT: 5px" src="http://pics.picturetrail.com/static/images/pt2.gif" align="left" 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/5097670357598877078-5271786308877912714?l=msgeist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msgeist.blogspot.com/feeds/5271786308877912714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5097670357598877078&amp;postID=5271786308877912714' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097670357598877078/posts/default/5271786308877912714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097670357598877078/posts/default/5271786308877912714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msgeist.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back'/><author><name>The Geists</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16569390578611110604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097670357598877078.post-1429414494944175987</id><published>2008-06-24T11:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T11:49:22.174-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Brown Eyes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SGE4dIIGnMI/AAAAAAAAAFM/zHHAZtYm4Ew/s1600-h/099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215511916520578242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SGE4dIIGnMI/AAAAAAAAAFM/zHHAZtYm4Ew/s320/099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I noticed one day that Tony was particulary paying attention to me putting my makeup on. I didn't think anything of it until later. I gave him the mascara tube, I know that was dumb of me, but he hasn't figured out how to open it yet, so I thought. After I gave it to him I ran to help Mike with something and realized it got really quiet!!! Hmmm what could he be doing. I instantly thought, he couldn't have until I saw this.....&lt;br /&gt;I have to be careful with Tony. If he wants soemthing bad enoughhe will figure it out!! He is very talented and SMART!! He picks up on things sometimes way to quick!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SGE6b5xQmvI/AAAAAAAAAFU/68mAurJRGQM/s1600-h/100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215514094510054130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SGE6b5xQmvI/AAAAAAAAAFU/68mAurJRGQM/s320/100.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SGE_v4XEYFI/AAAAAAAAAF0/gfmEdSuwDKY/s1600-h/098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215519935287287890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SGE_v4XEYFI/AAAAAAAAAF0/gfmEdSuwDKY/s320/098.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I don't think he needs it! Do you? He is Hansome anyway. He already is blessed with his dads dark long eye lashes that we girls want!! It always seems the boys get those!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5097670357598877078-1429414494944175987?l=msgeist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msgeist.blogspot.com/feeds/1429414494944175987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5097670357598877078&amp;postID=1429414494944175987' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097670357598877078/posts/default/1429414494944175987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097670357598877078/posts/default/1429414494944175987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msgeist.blogspot.com/2008/06/big-brown-eyes.html' title='Big Brown Eyes'/><author><name>The Geists</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16569390578611110604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SGE4dIIGnMI/AAAAAAAAAFM/zHHAZtYm4Ew/s72-c/099.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097670357598877078.post-4605018418004336962</id><published>2008-06-22T20:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T20:32:18.429-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun at Jungle Jims??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SF8WQTwYpqI/AAAAAAAAAD0/575L0oLX5Ko/s1600-h/075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214911362955257506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SF8WQTwYpqI/AAAAAAAAAD0/575L0oLX5Ko/s320/075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SF8WQpm-FTI/AAAAAAAAAD8/MbZc_RkKRLI/s1600-h/066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214911368821347634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SF8WQpm-FTI/AAAAAAAAAD8/MbZc_RkKRLI/s320/066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SF8WRMLA_ZI/AAAAAAAAAEE/OZCKH2ojeSA/s1600-h/067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214911378099338642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SF8WRMLA_ZI/AAAAAAAAAEE/OZCKH2ojeSA/s320/067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SF8WRRaaKLI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JgSwsMpMA-A/s1600-h/077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214911379506079922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SF8WRRaaKLI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JgSwsMpMA-A/s320/077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We went to Jungle Jims Playground.  Tony's first time on any type of rollercoaster ride!  Did he like it?  NOPE!!! Our first ride was the carosole, he didn't like the horse moving up and down and we went in a cirle.  He didn't even want to try the other rides after that.  He made me sit on the space ship ride with him!!  He liked being able to move the ship up and down, why not the horse? I don't know.  What was his favorite ride?  His favorite ride was the jeeps!!!!  He got to drive it himslef and it was close to the ground, he felt like he had more control.  That's all he said the whole time we were there, "Drive", "Jeeps".  He liked anything he could drive besides the jeeps, he found enjoyment on the boat and the train.  We won't try the carnival rides anymore for a while.&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/5097670357598877078-4605018418004336962?l=msgeist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msgeist.blogspot.com/feeds/4605018418004336962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5097670357598877078&amp;postID=4605018418004336962' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097670357598877078/posts/default/4605018418004336962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097670357598877078/posts/default/4605018418004336962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msgeist.blogspot.com/2008/06/fun-at-jungle-jims.html' title='Fun at Jungle Jims??'/><author><name>The Geists</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16569390578611110604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SF8WQTwYpqI/AAAAAAAAAD0/575L0oLX5Ko/s72-c/075.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097670357598877078.post-2544013249521521529</id><published>2008-06-09T20:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T21:01:03.505-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Makin' Cookies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SE36qgCCW8I/AAAAAAAAADM/gzg8nJ1WkOE/s1600-h/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210095951997459394" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SE36qgCCW8I/AAAAAAAAADM/gzg8nJ1WkOE/s320/010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SE36rF-aLtI/AAAAAAAAADU/W0JDbwAHJJQ/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210095962182790866" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SE36rF-aLtI/AAAAAAAAADU/W0JDbwAHJJQ/s320/009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;atomicelement id="ms__id9380"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SE36rSx0c6I/AAAAAAAAADc/TpjWWRe-vqY/s1600-h/061.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;highlighttext id="ms__id9381"&gt; &lt;/highlighttext&gt;&lt;/atomicelement&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;atomicelement id="ms__id9382"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SE36sOurPkI/AAAAAAAAADk/D-G55LaI_XY/s1600-h/077.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;highlighttext id="ms__id9383"&gt; &lt;/highlighttext&gt;&lt;/atomicelement&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Tony loves to help in the kitchen!!  He loves to stir things, make pancakes and cookies!!  He really wanted the cookies, and couldn't wait for them. To pass time he played in the flour.  Then, he sure loves clean up, because water is involved!!  From one mess to another, flour to water.  At least he has fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5097670357598877078-2544013249521521529?l=msgeist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msgeist.blogspot.com/feeds/2544013249521521529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5097670357598877078&amp;postID=2544013249521521529' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097670357598877078/posts/default/2544013249521521529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097670357598877078/posts/default/2544013249521521529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msgeist.blogspot.com/2008/06/makin-cookies.html' title='Makin&apos; Cookies'/><author><name>The Geists</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16569390578611110604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SE36qgCCW8I/AAAAAAAAADM/gzg8nJ1WkOE/s72-c/010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5097670357598877078.post-5471339364909757935</id><published>2008-06-09T10:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T21:34:07.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day at the park</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SE1oCBZ2u7I/AAAAAAAAAC8/kCla7ZmiXbs/s1600-h/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209934727883439026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SE1oCBZ2u7I/AAAAAAAAAC8/kCla7ZmiXbs/s320/011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Anything with water Tony has a blast!!! They dropped a flower in the waterfall and followed it down to the lake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;atomicelement id="ms__id2459"&gt;&lt;atomicelement id="ms__id8847"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SE1oCUVq-AI/AAAAAAAAADE/NyW8mKjurHg/s1600-h/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/atomicelement&gt;&lt;highlighttext id="ms__id2460"&gt;&lt;/highlighttext&gt;&lt;/atomicelement&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SE1ldsXYzCI/AAAAAAAAACs/ySyO3C0RxaE/s1600-h/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209931904737397794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SE1ldsXYzCI/AAAAAAAAACs/ySyO3C0RxaE/s320/016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209931913158845410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SE1leLvN4-I/AAAAAAAAAC0/V-6Ok2MtVF4/s320/021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tony loves the slides!! We spend a long at the park every time we go. He runs right to the slides!! We found the this really cool swing that is a chair that he likes better than the swings!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5097670357598877078-5471339364909757935?l=msgeist.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://msgeist.blogspot.com/feeds/5471339364909757935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5097670357598877078&amp;postID=5471339364909757935' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097670357598877078/posts/default/5471339364909757935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5097670357598877078/posts/default/5471339364909757935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://msgeist.blogspot.com/2008/06/day-at-park.html' title='Day at the park'/><author><name>The Geists</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16569390578611110604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_jYBZTXNSdDE/SE1oCBZ2u7I/AAAAAAAAAC8/kCla7ZmiXbs/s72-c/011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
