<?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-25824562</id><updated>2011-08-05T10:23:01.330-05:00</updated><category term='Amari'/><category term='Kristie'/><category term='canoeing'/><category term='Joe'/><category term='Nancy'/><category term='boy scouts'/><category term='outside'/><category term='Grandma'/><category term='costco'/><category term='Maria and Kevin'/><category term='Matthew'/><category term='garden'/><category term='Elk River Dog'/><category term='ramblings'/><category term='Larry'/><category term='minnesota weather'/><category term='Dennis'/><category term='MOA'/><category term='Lego Land'/><category term='Mini'/><category term='Shorty'/><category term='Grandpa'/><category term='Halloween'/><category term='bowling'/><category term='family'/><category term='Stephen'/><category term='Samantha'/><category term='cities'/><category term='fish hatchery'/><category term='cabin'/><category term='Allen'/><category term='girl scouts'/><category term='Roger'/><category term='Texas Roadhouse'/><category term='Kids'/><category term='food review'/><category term='Nickelodeon Land'/><category term='Bonnie'/><category term='soccer'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='Ernie'/><category term='party'/><category term='Kent'/><category term='valleyfair'/><category term='Lisa'/><category term='peter'/><category term='grill'/><category term='embroidery'/><category term='Rose'/><category term='Puppy'/><category term='Grandpa&apos;s farm'/><category term='pig farm'/><category term='Mississippi River'/><category term='new years'/><category term='puzzles'/><category term='home improvment'/><category term='flowers'/><category term='Easter'/><category term='Underwater World'/><category term='MN Zoo'/><category term='Kelly Farm'/><title type='text'>Alexander Clan Adventures</title><subtitle type='html'>We are a busy family that never seems to slow down. We have adventures everyday and since we have friends and family everywhere we want you to be able to join in our adventures to!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Dennis, Rose and our Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339885644317359515</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>1377</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25824562.post-1669088945004241449</id><published>2009-09-11T10:22:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T10:25:02.592-05:00</updated><title type='text'>moving the blog</title><content type='html'>Ok Dennis got it set up and I am figuring it out. The new blog will be at:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blog.etdot.com/rose/"&gt;http://blog.etdot.com/rose/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am hoping to get time tonight to start uploading pictures there. And I will slowly add the old blog to it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25824562-1669088945004241449?l=alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/1669088945004241449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/1669088945004241449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com/2009/09/moving-blog.html' title='moving the blog'/><author><name>Dennis, Rose and our Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339885644317359515</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25824562.post-8250244620130535519</id><published>2009-09-09T13:01:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T13:02:52.919-05:00</updated><title type='text'>update</title><content type='html'>Dennis is working on what to do about the blog. Ao still no new pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to MI we walked the bridge and it was beautiful. I loved it! The kids loved it and then we drove back home. The kids started school yesterday. Matthew today. Mini is napping as what else do you do whenyou have no one to fight with. It is quiet in my house. I am doing laundry and cleaning and sewing. Other then that I am soaking in the quiet here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25824562-8250244620130535519?l=alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/8250244620130535519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/8250244620130535519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com/2009/09/update.html' title='update'/><author><name>Dennis, Rose and our Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339885644317359515</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25824562.post-2845602460165092349</id><published>2009-09-02T19:49:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T19:52:54.459-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramblings'/><title type='text'>Getting ready</title><content type='html'>I am busy packing. I am busy cleaning. I am busy going slowly insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did get my run in for the night though and so I packed my shoes so I can run in MI. I am signing up for a 5 mile race in October. And I plan to run at least a half marathon come June. Yea I know. But after 7 weeks of running I am really starting to love it again. I have this love hate thing going on with it but it is getting to be more love now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I got all my sewing done and I have all my stuff together for the kids to start school. I am just lining all the things up to pack in the car. As Dennis and Stephen are off riding bikes and they borrowed my car to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I will be quiet till at least Tuesday. Miss me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25824562-2845602460165092349?l=alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/2845602460165092349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/2845602460165092349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com/2009/09/getting-ready.html' title='Getting ready'/><author><name>Dennis, Rose and our Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339885644317359515</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25824562.post-4121560950908059535</id><published>2009-09-01T14:16:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T14:19:39.200-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Matthew'/><title type='text'>Matthew Matthew Matthew</title><content type='html'>My Matthew fell on a bowling ball yesterday. He cut open under his chin. he went to visit the ER and they superglued him back together. It came apart last night. They redid the superglue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today it was still seeping blood and puss so they looked at it. He is alright. Just getting rid of the swelling it has. Let it be and take care of my man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight he goes to open house. He will meet his teacher and drop off all his junk. He is soo excited! He wanted to leave an hour ago. He has 3 more hours to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We leave for MI on Thur morning. I hope to know what I am doing with the blog by time we come home. As I know just me typing is not that exciting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no pictures as blogger hates me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25824562-4121560950908059535?l=alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/4121560950908059535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/4121560950908059535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com/2009/09/matthew-matthew-matthew.html' title='Matthew Matthew Matthew'/><author><name>Dennis, Rose and our Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339885644317359515</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25824562.post-5815700951052001798</id><published>2009-08-27T11:07:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T13:22:57.778-05:00</updated><title type='text'>got to figure out what to do</title><content type='html'>Google sas I hae to many pctures up here. I may have to hae Denis transfer this blog to somewhere else. Or I cna not add any mre pictures withot buyig mre space. So for now there are no more pctures coming.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25824562-5815700951052001798?l=alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/5815700951052001798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/5815700951052001798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com/2009/08/got-to-figre-wht-to-do.html' title='got to figure out what to do'/><author><name>Dennis, Rose and our Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339885644317359515</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25824562.post-1997727737835401527</id><published>2009-08-27T10:18:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T11:07:28.716-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stephen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boy scouts'/><title type='text'>Hiking with the boys</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/Spal5cqdNzI/AAAAAAAAIMY/MDUpMtKzv58/s1600-h/027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374665611678660402" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/Spal5cqdNzI/AAAAAAAAIMY/MDUpMtKzv58/s320/027.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Everyone but the boys tried to stay dry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/Spal4j9GkdI/AAAAAAAAIMQ/gLpSo5Bx2Mg/s1600-h/023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374665596456047058" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/Spal4j9GkdI/AAAAAAAAIMQ/gLpSo5Bx2Mg/s320/023.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It does not seem to hae een too hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/Spal4F-IHsI/AAAAAAAAIMI/1ZSC_husvyg/s1600-h/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374665588407279298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/Spal4F-IHsI/AAAAAAAAIMI/1ZSC_husvyg/s320/021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; But by the looks of it the views made up for any wet feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/Spal3C4zWDI/AAAAAAAAIMA/cSD-n8i1qeU/s1600-h/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374665570399770674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/Spal3C4zWDI/AAAAAAAAIMA/cSD-n8i1qeU/s320/019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; because the falls are beautiful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SpaknGuJgCI/AAAAAAAAIL4/HNt7ATDg8jo/s1600-h/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374664197039292450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SpaknGuJgCI/AAAAAAAAIL4/HNt7ATDg8jo/s320/018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The first day up there the boys went for a hike. It was not only boys who got hot and tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SpakmLzg8gI/AAAAAAAAILw/DOGM0oQ5qOw/s1600-h/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374664181224108546" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SpakmLzg8gI/AAAAAAAAILw/DOGM0oQ5qOw/s320/017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; But they went on like little troopers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SpaklrreyLI/AAAAAAAAILo/6jBgxZo_FSk/s1600-h/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374664172600477874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SpaklrreyLI/AAAAAAAAILo/6jBgxZo_FSk/s320/016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And they hiked just shy of 4 miles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25824562-1997727737835401527?l=alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/1997727737835401527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/1997727737835401527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com/2009/08/hiking-with-boys.html' title='Hiking with the boys'/><author><name>Dennis, Rose and our Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339885644317359515</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/_lMHoKTDdL1E/Spal5cqdNzI/AAAAAAAAIMY/MDUpMtKzv58/s72-c/027.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25824562.post-5179283477914854159</id><published>2009-08-25T08:19:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T08:39:34.141-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramblings'/><title type='text'>I would have pictures</title><content type='html'>There would be pictures in this post. But you see my computer husband touched my system and now it says I do not have rights to look at my pictures. So understand it is not me who you should ask why there are no new pictures. It is the husband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And until he fixes it you willnot get any new ones either.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25824562-5179283477914854159?l=alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/5179283477914854159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/5179283477914854159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-would-have-pictures.html' title='I would have pictures'/><author><name>Dennis, Rose and our Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339885644317359515</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25824562.post-2824451982211760519</id><published>2009-08-22T11:57:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T12:22:22.744-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stephen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boy scouts'/><title type='text'>Getting ready to leave</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SpAouRbRfCI/AAAAAAAAILI/AGARXoKYWHI/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372839130869890082" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SpAouRbRfCI/AAAAAAAAILI/AGARXoKYWHI/s320/008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; getting ready to leave with 12 boys and 5 adults is not an easy task. Hooking up the trailer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SpAot5ccFoI/AAAAAAAAILA/2wCLAnoQQ5U/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372839124432328322" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SpAot5ccFoI/AAAAAAAAILA/2wCLAnoQQ5U/s320/009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Loading the trailer it all takes time. And at 7:30am it seems to be that much harder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SpAotfpZZ5I/AAAAAAAAIK4/ogisywsZUGQ/s1600-h/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372839117507356562" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SpAotfpZZ5I/AAAAAAAAIK4/ogisywsZUGQ/s320/010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They just got this on the trailer. It is a list of our Eagles from the troop. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway after an hour they were loaded and headed out to the great North!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25824562-2824451982211760519?l=alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/2824451982211760519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/2824451982211760519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com/2009/08/getting-ready-to-leave.html' title='Getting ready to leave'/><author><name>Dennis, Rose and our Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339885644317359515</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/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SpAouRbRfCI/AAAAAAAAILI/AGARXoKYWHI/s72-c/008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25824562.post-4005737536856023202</id><published>2009-08-20T23:19:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T23:21:29.055-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stephen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boy scouts'/><title type='text'>Gooseberry Falls</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/So4giOeAJeI/AAAAAAAAIKg/rYQoX1k_du4/s1600-h/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372267177871156706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/So4giOeAJeI/AAAAAAAAIKg/rYQoX1k_du4/s320/014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The boys went up to Gooseberry falls last friday morning. We had a nice group heading up and they had a really good time. I will post the pictures from there tomorrow. It is late and my timer is going off soon to be done cannign for the night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25824562-4005737536856023202?l=alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/4005737536856023202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/4005737536856023202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com/2009/08/gooseberry-falls.html' title='Gooseberry Falls'/><author><name>Dennis, Rose and our Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339885644317359515</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/_lMHoKTDdL1E/So4giOeAJeI/AAAAAAAAIKg/rYQoX1k_du4/s72-c/014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25824562.post-646441838933995336</id><published>2009-08-20T23:07:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T23:16:47.596-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stephen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boy scouts'/><title type='text'>Troop 111 court of honor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/So4fccX_pbI/AAAAAAAAIKY/D9Fz35gzEj4/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372265979013211570" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/So4fccX_pbI/AAAAAAAAIKY/D9Fz35gzEj4/s320/004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The boys put a skit on for us parents. The boys laughed and laughed. I did not understand it.  Either did the other parents around me. But we clapped anyway. And those boys loved putting it on for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/So4d-BEy4BI/AAAAAAAAIKQ/jLoPX6ZvgaY/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372264356777222162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/So4d-BEy4BI/AAAAAAAAIKQ/jLoPX6ZvgaY/s320/007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; we had a really good turn out for the court of honor last Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/So4d9MjoD5I/AAAAAAAAIKA/0h05jr3sawM/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372264342679457682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/So4d9MjoD5I/AAAAAAAAIKA/0h05jr3sawM/s320/006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Stephen got 4 merit badges and the Tenderfoot rank&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25824562-646441838933995336?l=alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/646441838933995336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/646441838933995336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com/2009/08/troop-111-court-of-honor.html' title='Troop 111 court of honor'/><author><name>Dennis, Rose and our Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339885644317359515</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/_lMHoKTDdL1E/So4fccX_pbI/AAAAAAAAIKY/D9Fz35gzEj4/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25824562.post-6910662387489884914</id><published>2009-08-20T23:03:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T23:06:39.980-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elk River Dog'/><title type='text'>The Elk River Dog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/So4c-zFWS0I/AAAAAAAAIJ4/wGoycKPxr2Y/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372263270689688386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/So4c-zFWS0I/AAAAAAAAIJ4/wGoycKPxr2Y/s320/001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yea he was a catcher. Notice it was not raining that day. it has been raining here since Tuesday night. I am done I tell you! Done!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25824562-6910662387489884914?l=alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/6910662387489884914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/6910662387489884914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com/2009/08/elk-river-dog_20.html' title='The Elk River Dog'/><author><name>Dennis, Rose and our Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339885644317359515</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/_lMHoKTDdL1E/So4c-zFWS0I/AAAAAAAAIJ4/wGoycKPxr2Y/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25824562.post-9082519595375086935</id><published>2009-08-20T22:16:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T11:22:50.445-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mini'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food review'/><title type='text'>making salsa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/So4R5oFHjOI/AAAAAAAAIJw/kLSRgko8ls4/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372251087208680674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/So4R5oFHjOI/AAAAAAAAIJw/kLSRgko8ls4/s320/001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I started with all my bell peppers I grew in the garden. And I added hot peppers also from the garden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/So4R5M98W9I/AAAAAAAAIJo/h1B3liAiYBU/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372251079930829778" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/So4R5M98W9I/AAAAAAAAIJo/h1B3liAiYBU/s320/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tomatoes from the garden, and look what you get! Oh I love salsa! And I even added salt. Larry will be happy. But I am bummed out as I thought the yellow and purple peppers would keep their color and it would give my salsa a neat coloring. Nope they all cook to green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/So4R4u-xx5I/AAAAAAAAIJg/f6ePnI4nZVQ/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372251071881267090" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/So4R4u-xx5I/AAAAAAAAIJg/f6ePnI4nZVQ/s320/003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My helper all afternoon. As it has been an all day affair here.  I forgot to take Stephen to his volenteer work tonight. I swear my mind is gone. But with a helper like Mini you know the salsa is good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25824562-9082519595375086935?l=alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/9082519595375086935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/9082519595375086935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com/2009/08/making-salsa.html' title='making salsa'/><author><name>Dennis, Rose and our Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339885644317359515</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/_lMHoKTDdL1E/So4R5oFHjOI/AAAAAAAAIJw/kLSRgko8ls4/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25824562.post-3020698788330364430</id><published>2009-08-20T22:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T22:03:14.921-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramblings'/><title type='text'>for Nancy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/So4OZNoDspI/AAAAAAAAIJQ/8U-OJk4lR3I/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372247231816774290" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/So4OZNoDspI/AAAAAAAAIJQ/8U-OJk4lR3I/s320/006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/So4OYU9klKI/AAAAAAAAIJI/6lVQVYjVVGA/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372247216606188706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/So4OYU9klKI/AAAAAAAAIJI/6lVQVYjVVGA/s320/005.JPG" /&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/25824562-3020698788330364430?l=alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/3020698788330364430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/3020698788330364430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com/2009/08/for-nancy.html' title='for Nancy'/><author><name>Dennis, Rose and our Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339885644317359515</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/_lMHoKTDdL1E/So4OZNoDspI/AAAAAAAAIJQ/8U-OJk4lR3I/s72-c/006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25824562.post-777791725825400415</id><published>2009-08-14T14:10:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T14:24:51.681-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramblings'/><title type='text'>I know you wonder</title><content type='html'>I have not been posting. Not that life is not busy because it is here as always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are getting ready to send *gasp* 3 children off to school this fall. Mini and I will be home together each day. Well 2 and 3 days a week. I am sqeezing in all the time with the kids we can. Stephen and Dennis are off at boy scout camp this weekend. Samantha is headed to a friends cabin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 2 little ones and I will be alone. The A/C is broke so I can see a lot of sprinklers in our future. I do not have much fro plans this weekend. I finished my sewing project this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sent my camera with Dennis to camp. With a low battery oops! I have the spare sitting here. So I will have to take shots with the big camera. I looked at it today and it has 16 photos on there, from December. Yea we do not take many with that one as it is not on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am getting Samantha ready for camp as she goes next Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;And then Stephen and Dennis work for a boy scout brat stand next weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are planning a trip Labor day to see Lisa my sister. And on Labor day I plan to walk the bridge with her. Yea it is like 5 miles accross the Mackinac bridge.  And I will be pushing a stroller as I know the little ones will not make it. But Lisa has always wanted to do it so on our way home we are going to walk the bridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So really that is the most of it. When Dennis gets home I can download my pictures from this week. And I will update on all the happenings we did. Until then you will get my ramblings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25824562-777791725825400415?l=alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/777791725825400415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/777791725825400415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-know-you-wonder.html' title='I know you wonder'/><author><name>Dennis, Rose and our Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339885644317359515</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25824562.post-1632742191547669703</id><published>2009-08-11T11:17:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T11:21:52.083-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Samantha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girl scouts'/><title type='text'>Girl Scouts go to work out</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SoGaTCpU4NI/AAAAAAAAIII/lGgia1M6Rrs/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368741882720739538" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SoGaTCpU4NI/AAAAAAAAIII/lGgia1M6Rrs/s320/001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SoGaSputVQI/AAAAAAAAIIA/7cdMKylMmeQ/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368741876032427266" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SoGaSputVQI/AAAAAAAAIIA/7cdMKylMmeQ/s320/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SoGaR7VdXPI/AAAAAAAAIH4/Sy23t2OQJTU/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368741863578492146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SoGaR7VdXPI/AAAAAAAAIH4/Sy23t2OQJTU/s320/003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SoGaRvAWMjI/AAAAAAAAIHw/D3j4Z0z4iw0/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368741860268716594" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SoGaRvAWMjI/AAAAAAAAIHw/D3j4Z0z4iw0/s320/004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SoGaRPL1ajI/AAAAAAAAIHo/ZE2YJ026hI8/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368741851726965298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SoGaRPL1ajI/AAAAAAAAIHo/ZE2YJ026hI8/s320/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had the girl scouts to the YMCA for a Zumba work out. Funny is what I am sure we looked like. There were 6 girls and 2 leaders. Yes me being one of them. We worked out for an hour then went swimming. The girls had a good time and we got to get them together here during the summer. It was the first time Samantha and I had been to the YMCA here in town since it opened. It is a nice place. I can just imagine what the poor instructor thought when we all walked in. But she has way more energy then me that is for sure!&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/25824562-1632742191547669703?l=alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/1632742191547669703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/1632742191547669703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com/2009/08/girl-scouts-go-to-work-out.html' title='Girl Scouts go to work out'/><author><name>Dennis, Rose and our Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339885644317359515</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/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SoGaTCpU4NI/AAAAAAAAIII/lGgia1M6Rrs/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25824562.post-8527111575251132255</id><published>2009-08-11T11:14:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T11:17:19.635-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Matthew'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Samantha'/><title type='text'>My other firemen</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SoGZT4VqVUI/AAAAAAAAIHg/HE9CFEwxiMU/s1600-h/096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368740797622146370" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SoGZT4VqVUI/AAAAAAAAIHg/HE9CFEwxiMU/s320/096.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Of course after Stephen Samantha needed to try it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SoGZTS6toOI/AAAAAAAAIHY/dhYZs0ptj4s/s1600-h/097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368740787577004258" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SoGZTS6toOI/AAAAAAAAIHY/dhYZs0ptj4s/s320/097.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And then Matthew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SoGZTLjzMnI/AAAAAAAAIHQ/EL2EWK8jwZ4/s1600-h/098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368740785601852018" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SoGZTLjzMnI/AAAAAAAAIHQ/EL2EWK8jwZ4/s320/098.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Which was just funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SoGZSndnPgI/AAAAAAAAIHI/iyVlKkdF_cI/s1600-h/099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368740775912226306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SoGZSndnPgI/AAAAAAAAIHI/iyVlKkdF_cI/s320/099.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As he had a hard time walking in just the pants and boots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SoGZSADsweI/AAAAAAAAIHA/0kxGO_3hY24/s1600-h/100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368740765334553058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SoGZSADsweI/AAAAAAAAIHA/0kxGO_3hY24/s320/100.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; But God he is cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25824562-8527111575251132255?l=alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/8527111575251132255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/8527111575251132255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-other-firemen.html' title='My other firemen'/><author><name>Dennis, Rose and our Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339885644317359515</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/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SoGZT4VqVUI/AAAAAAAAIHg/HE9CFEwxiMU/s72-c/096.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25824562.post-5254021410204121647</id><published>2009-08-11T11:01:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T11:13:41.731-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Matthew'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stephen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mini'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Samantha'/><title type='text'>National Night Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SoGWhwLh9gI/AAAAAAAAIG4/Cs5h7ReuPQg/s1600-h/095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368737737415456258" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SoGWhwLh9gI/AAAAAAAAIG4/Cs5h7ReuPQg/s320/095.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mini loved driving the truck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SoGWhUypUJI/AAAAAAAAIGw/B9LD-0ZI4L0/s1600-h/094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368737730063323282" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SoGWhUypUJI/AAAAAAAAIGw/B9LD-0ZI4L0/s320/094.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All the kids and the 2 firemen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SoGWg6sVLZI/AAAAAAAAIGo/4X7FRGYp3b4/s1600-h/091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368737723057515922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SoGWg6sVLZI/AAAAAAAAIGo/4X7FRGYp3b4/s320/091.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Matthew got to climb in and play too. He wanted to check out the oxygen tanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SoGWgo8zJJI/AAAAAAAAIGg/eSdwfd_zKv4/s1600-h/090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368737718294750354" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SoGWgo8zJJI/AAAAAAAAIGg/eSdwfd_zKv4/s320/090.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I told you she liked driving. She hung out in there a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SoGWgR0hhUI/AAAAAAAAIGY/MtY4NjTBFkI/s1600-h/089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368737712086025538" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SoGWgR0hhUI/AAAAAAAAIGY/MtY4NjTBFkI/s320/089.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; See what I mean?! Like 4 other kids came and went and there she sat. Good thing those guys were not in too big a hurry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25824562-5254021410204121647?l=alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/5254021410204121647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/5254021410204121647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com/2009/08/national-night-out.html' title='National Night Out'/><author><name>Dennis, Rose and our Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339885644317359515</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/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SoGWhwLh9gI/AAAAAAAAIG4/Cs5h7ReuPQg/s72-c/095.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25824562.post-7789064359543467709</id><published>2009-08-11T10:56:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T11:01:12.311-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stephen'/><title type='text'>Stephen as a fireman</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SoGVJgpBx_I/AAAAAAAAIGQ/npznfg_9FL0/s1600-h/087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368736221415720946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SoGVJgpBx_I/AAAAAAAAIGQ/npznfg_9FL0/s320/087.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You know for a kid I never seem to get pictures of he is in a lot of them right now. And I love that! Anyway Tues last week was National Night Out. The fireman came and figured Stephen would like to try on their uniform since he was only a few inches shorter then one of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SoGVJNDNOSI/AAAAAAAAIGI/CXDcRG8becY/s1600-h/088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368736216156813602" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SoGVJNDNOSI/AAAAAAAAIGI/CXDcRG8becY/s320/088.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They squeezed his feet into the boots. As the guy only wore an 11. He was just laughing that a 12 year old had bigger feet them him. Got him all suited up and had him run a lap around the truck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SoGVIvPJtlI/AAAAAAAAIGA/pISbVAL9Qmw/s1600-h/092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368736208153851474" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SoGVIvPJtlI/AAAAAAAAIGA/pISbVAL9Qmw/s320/092.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He is growing up way to fat for his mother. I wish I could just hold time still for awhile. In a few weeks he starts middle school! Where has the time gone?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25824562-7789064359543467709?l=alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/7789064359543467709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/7789064359543467709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com/2009/08/stephen-as-fireman.html' title='Stephen as a fireman'/><author><name>Dennis, Rose and our Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339885644317359515</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/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SoGVJgpBx_I/AAAAAAAAIGQ/npznfg_9FL0/s72-c/087.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25824562.post-4348769427344067510</id><published>2009-08-11T10:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T10:56:33.890-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Matthew'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stephen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Samantha'/><title type='text'>bowling</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SoGUSUJtbFI/AAAAAAAAIF4/mZErPk4XC_Q/s1600-h/086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368735273170332754" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SoGUSUJtbFI/AAAAAAAAIF4/mZErPk4XC_Q/s320/086.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look at that form there on my son! Oh Matthew loves to bowl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SoGUR1F2L2I/AAAAAAAAIFw/XY3RLuftyic/s1600-h/085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368735264832630626" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SoGUR1F2L2I/AAAAAAAAIFw/XY3RLuftyic/s320/085.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We went with some friends and the kids love to bowl with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SoGURqPvWMI/AAAAAAAAIFo/LU-eRLqK1L8/s1600-h/084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368735261921335490" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SoGURqPvWMI/AAAAAAAAIFo/LU-eRLqK1L8/s320/084.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And compete. Yes they see who gets the highest score. It is fierce I tell you! Of course I make my kids bowl with no bumpers. LOL handicap them is what I say. Matthew has bumpers yet. But he is getting better all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25824562-4348769427344067510?l=alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/4348769427344067510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/4348769427344067510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com/2009/08/bowling.html' title='bowling'/><author><name>Dennis, Rose and our Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339885644317359515</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/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SoGUSUJtbFI/AAAAAAAAIF4/mZErPk4XC_Q/s72-c/086.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25824562.post-6495297418020496144</id><published>2009-08-10T22:14:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T22:23:24.899-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramblings'/><title type='text'>more tomorrow</title><content type='html'>I am done for tonight. I am tired and it will not load pictures for some reason. So I am headed to bed. I have to be up early.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25824562-6495297418020496144?l=alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/6495297418020496144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/6495297418020496144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com/2009/08/more-tomorrow.html' title='more tomorrow'/><author><name>Dennis, Rose and our Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339885644317359515</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25824562.post-8790553089611490338</id><published>2009-08-10T21:59:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T22:13:55.229-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stephen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rose'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boy scouts'/><title type='text'>Headed home to Minnesota</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SoDgKDzitmI/AAAAAAAAIEY/AduoD05nLw4/s1600-h/072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368537219250435682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SoDgKDzitmI/AAAAAAAAIEY/AduoD05nLw4/s320/072.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Stephen and I left right after his Space Exploration class. It was 11:30am and I loaded the car while he was in class. And we were out of there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SoDgJk5X66I/AAAAAAAAIEQ/lD9K0_UHXtU/s1600-h/073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368537210953395106" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SoDgJk5X66I/AAAAAAAAIEQ/lD9K0_UHXtU/s320/073.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He went right to sleep. And I knew I would not be stopping for lunch till he woke up. He slept 2 hours so we made it into Iowa before stopping for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SoDgJIsRsjI/AAAAAAAAIEI/iHWX3xYxRgc/s1600-h/074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368537203382268466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SoDgJIsRsjI/AAAAAAAAIEI/iHWX3xYxRgc/s320/074.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Traffic was moving and we made good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SoDgI-7k2oI/AAAAAAAAIEA/eY3IJngKLR4/s1600-h/075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368537200762083970" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SoDgI-7k2oI/AAAAAAAAIEA/eY3IJngKLR4/s320/075.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Loved this building. Aren't you glad I can drive and take pictures?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SoDgIaq3hwI/AAAAAAAAID4/A707kqG6O7A/s1600-h/076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368537191028328194" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SoDgIaq3hwI/AAAAAAAAID4/A707kqG6O7A/s320/076.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The windmills in Iowa were just a moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SoDfT1LTFAI/AAAAAAAAIDw/-lMKH0QVSH0/s1600-h/077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368536287610606594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SoDfT1LTFAI/AAAAAAAAIDw/-lMKH0QVSH0/s320/077.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; But this was a sight for sore eyes. To make it back to our state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SoDfTffbV-I/AAAAAAAAIDo/Sxox36LcT0I/s1600-h/078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368536281789454306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SoDfTffbV-I/AAAAAAAAIDo/Sxox36LcT0I/s320/078.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dennis visited with us and talked to Stephen on the way home. Stephen was so excited to tell him about our weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SoDfS27XMrI/AAAAAAAAIDg/WsxssK8mn1Y/s1600-h/079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368536270900769458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SoDfS27XMrI/AAAAAAAAIDg/WsxssK8mn1Y/s320/079.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Stephen also got good at self pictures. He was having a grand time taking pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SoDfSk4MkmI/AAAAAAAAIDY/UihpHP39jDY/s1600-h/080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368536266055651938" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SoDfSk4MkmI/AAAAAAAAIDY/UihpHP39jDY/s320/080.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yes I was that trilled to be driving 600 miles after only being there 36 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SoDfSYWz3kI/AAAAAAAAIDQ/7Y39tAhQ2p0/s1600-h/081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368536262694395458" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SoDfSYWz3kI/AAAAAAAAIDQ/7Y39tAhQ2p0/s320/081.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It got to a long day in the car. I think Stephen was bored of me. And the fact that I had only brought 3 cd's to listen to. We got home a little later then planned as 494 and 35 we closed for construction so I had to go around to get home. But we got home in time for a run with Dennis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25824562-8790553089611490338?l=alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/8790553089611490338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/8790553089611490338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com/2009/08/heaed-home-to-minnesota.html' title='Headed home to Minnesota'/><author><name>Dennis, Rose and our Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339885644317359515</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/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SoDgKDzitmI/AAAAAAAAIEY/AduoD05nLw4/s72-c/072.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25824562.post-6492372543512249065</id><published>2009-08-10T21:50:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T21:58:23.568-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stephen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boy scouts'/><title type='text'>Sat pm in Nebraska</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SoDdBy64RUI/AAAAAAAAIDI/Kuvd3TXEvcc/s1600-h/061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368533778743969090" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SoDdBy64RUI/AAAAAAAAIDI/Kuvd3TXEvcc/s320/061.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In the afternoon we loaded a bus and went to city hall. Steve the instructor talked about how it is run there. The kids got to do a mock meeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SoDdBXqNGLI/AAAAAAAAIDA/WNZifabK2fs/s1600-h/062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368533771426273458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SoDdBXqNGLI/AAAAAAAAIDA/WNZifabK2fs/s320/062.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; AND play the players. And vote. Our boys did it opposite of the real meeting in case you care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SoDdA30MbKI/AAAAAAAAIC4/rRQl-65-t_A/s1600-h/066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368533762878237858" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SoDdA30MbKI/AAAAAAAAIC4/rRQl-65-t_A/s320/066.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Stephen was the treasurer. He loved having the money!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SoDdAfSO5vI/AAAAAAAAICw/6wDTi-Z8Hqs/s1600-h/067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368533756293342962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SoDdAfSO5vI/AAAAAAAAICw/6wDTi-Z8Hqs/s320/067.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I loved the brick work they had in there. I have a video of Stephen's speech but it must be too big as I can not get it to load on here. So no power point talk from him. Unless someone can help me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/25824562-6492372543512249065?l=alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/6492372543512249065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/6492372543512249065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com/2009/08/sat-pm-in-nebraska.html' title='Sat pm in Nebraska'/><author><name>Dennis, Rose and our Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339885644317359515</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/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SoDdBy64RUI/AAAAAAAAIDI/Kuvd3TXEvcc/s72-c/061.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25824562.post-6227280812515831958</id><published>2009-08-10T21:34:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T22:13:28.082-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stephen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rose'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boy scouts'/><title type='text'>Sat am in Nebraska</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SoDbNeq3y6I/AAAAAAAAICo/aOIWq2W7TN4/s1600-h/054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368531780443294626" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SoDbNeq3y6I/AAAAAAAAICo/aOIWq2W7TN4/s320/054.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In the morning we ate breakfast and got ready to load the buses to our classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SoDbM3d9t0I/AAAAAAAAICg/KGy2IwlafME/s1600-h/055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368531769920173890" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SoDbM3d9t0I/AAAAAAAAICg/KGy2IwlafME/s320/055.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Stephen's first class of the day was his drafting merit badge. We got to see how they us the design software. And make changes to home plans. Stephen was so tired he fell asleep once. I had to nudge him back to the living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SoDbMA26kUI/AAAAAAAAICY/opvNBHGVbG0/s1600-h/057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368531755260875074" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SoDbMA26kUI/AAAAAAAAICY/opvNBHGVbG0/s320/057.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; But he did good and I think he liked it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SoDbLH0ITgI/AAAAAAAAICQ/8hzxgJSoHEg/s1600-h/059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368531739948371458" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SoDbLH0ITgI/AAAAAAAAICQ/8hzxgJSoHEg/s320/059.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; But he was a tired boy all of Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SoDbKokUNcI/AAAAAAAAICI/JeNe5HySPYc/s1600-h/060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368531731560543682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SoDbKokUNcI/AAAAAAAAICI/JeNe5HySPYc/s320/060.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So was I! Well tired girl I should say. And we still had one more class to go! YIKES!! Help me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25824562-6227280812515831958?l=alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/6227280812515831958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/6227280812515831958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com/2009/08/sat-am-in-nebraska.html' title='Sat am in Nebraska'/><author><name>Dennis, Rose and our Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339885644317359515</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/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SoDbNeq3y6I/AAAAAAAAICo/aOIWq2W7TN4/s72-c/054.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25824562.post-252285286242194009</id><published>2009-08-07T20:45:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T21:02:21.250-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stephen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boy scouts'/><title type='text'>Arriving and a storm</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SnzaIioZ_3I/AAAAAAAAIB4/TSV7HNPOYEo/s1600-h/051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367404696188878706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SnzaIioZ_3I/AAAAAAAAIB4/TSV7HNPOYEo/s320/051.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well I somehow got these up here backwards. So if you go to the bottom and read up you will get the story in order. I can not fix the pictures to flow the right way. The tent only got a little wet and so at midnight our boys got to climb into bed. And we made it lights out then.&lt;br /&gt;But let me say not a lot of sleeping going on there. I went to Walmart the next night to go get ear plugs and I finally got some sleep. WOW is all I can say. It is a train hub for 2 big areas. 17 trains in a few hours. Then add in snoring and boys talking to girlfriends on cell phones near us and no sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SnzaIJIEKzI/AAAAAAAAIBw/RL9jAmRZ2Vw/s1600-h/045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367404689342343986" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SnzaIJIEKzI/AAAAAAAAIBw/RL9jAmRZ2Vw/s320/045.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Troop 111, troop 46 and troop 373 boys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SnzaHu4OAII/AAAAAAAAIBo/KlhMh04WKpo/s1600-h/043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367404682296557698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SnzaHu4OAII/AAAAAAAAIBo/KlhMh04WKpo/s320/043.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They asked me to take some pictures of the groups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SnzaHGAvqEI/AAAAAAAAIBg/NomxYCYFhng/s1600-h/036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367404671326464066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SnzaHGAvqEI/AAAAAAAAIBg/NomxYCYFhng/s320/036.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; But as time went on the boys who had all traveled to get here were all done bing in a building they could not move in. And we were in there about 2 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SnzZYrDyZrI/AAAAAAAAIBY/FxHjRKMtZhI/s1600-h/034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367403873817487026" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SnzZYrDyZrI/AAAAAAAAIBY/FxHjRKMtZhI/s320/034.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The boys loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SnzZYeOBzoI/AAAAAAAAIBQ/R7NF5kC7T-I/s1600-h/035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367403870370778754" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SnzZYeOBzoI/AAAAAAAAIBQ/R7NF5kC7T-I/s320/035.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They had us all go into the museum for shelter to be safe. 553 boys, do I really need to tell you about the stink in there? They sang, and did skits and tried hard to keep the boys from going nuts. We were under a watch for hail and we had rain and some bad lightening. The sky got just black. But we never heard a thing in this building. It is the one form the other post. It seems to be sitting all alone. We were in the Stuhr Museum's Fonner Rotunda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SnzZX4cCCCI/AAAAAAAAIBI/l_OxzrGvA9g/s1600-h/032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367403860228966434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SnzZX4cCCCI/AAAAAAAAIBI/l_OxzrGvA9g/s320/032.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We knew by time supper was over we were in for a storm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SnzZXdUq7gI/AAAAAAAAIBA/iiTjQBWB9V4/s1600-h/031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367403852950334978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SnzZXdUq7gI/AAAAAAAAIBA/iiTjQBWB9V4/s320/031.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We met troop 46 at Godfathers to feed the boys. We met them at the rest area and we got to camp next to them. They had a really good group of boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SnzZXDtgtzI/AAAAAAAAIA4/Lfo5niNwu0g/s1600-h/030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367403846075201330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SnzZXDtgtzI/AAAAAAAAIA4/Lfo5niNwu0g/s320/030.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the train that you drive by on the way into the camp. Notice nice blue skies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25824562-252285286242194009?l=alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/252285286242194009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/252285286242194009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com/2009/08/arriving-and-storm.html' title='Arriving and a storm'/><author><name>Dennis, Rose and our Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339885644317359515</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/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SnzaIioZ_3I/AAAAAAAAIB4/TSV7HNPOYEo/s72-c/051.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25824562.post-7049525255053282174</id><published>2009-08-06T21:41:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T22:17:19.670-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stephen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rose'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boy scouts'/><title type='text'>A boy scout trip to Nebraska</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SnuYvVilZvI/AAAAAAAAH_w/uD1yWzz1ytY/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367051319945553650" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SnuYvVilZvI/AAAAAAAAH_w/uD1yWzz1ytY/s320/003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Stephen and I left early Friday morning. We were on a mission to get to Grand Island Nebraska. In 35 years of my life I have never been there.  Stephen slept a good chunk of the morning. I do not think he slept much the night before. Either did I to be honest. I was packing. oops! Did I just admit that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SnuYvH3CywI/AAAAAAAAH_o/Lkzvqot6s_0/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367051316273269506" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SnuYvH3CywI/AAAAAAAAH_o/Lkzvqot6s_0/s320/004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had beautiful weather to travel in. And though it was rush hour in the cities other then that we had no traffic. But I should have double checked my directions on the GPS with those I had read online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SnuYurwSUoI/AAAAAAAAH_g/qvxYqNYu_eI/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367051308728734338" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SnuYurwSUoI/AAAAAAAAH_g/qvxYqNYu_eI/s320/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Because I kept wondering where the freeway was. Because wow I wanted to drive faster then 55 the whole way there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SnuYeJqy9_I/AAAAAAAAH_Y/zUHkZnm0WLE/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367051024700995570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SnuYeJqy9_I/AAAAAAAAH_Y/zUHkZnm0WLE/s320/006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I mean wow nice views do not get me wrong. Unless the only other person in your car is sleeping and no one to visit with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SnuYdn9WU0I/AAAAAAAAH_Q/ENereFBxu2E/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367051015652004674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SnuYdn9WU0I/AAAAAAAAH_Q/ENereFBxu2E/s320/007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Stupid GPS took me on no freeways the whole way there. And all but maybe 100 miles of the trip was under construction. And detours. And some of those said detours were 20 minutes out of my way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SnuYdL28ZrI/AAAAAAAAH_I/mbIOPoFyD0o/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367051008108947122" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SnuYdL28ZrI/AAAAAAAAH_I/mbIOPoFyD0o/s320/008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; But wide open space and roads with no passing lanes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SnuYcwjTY8I/AAAAAAAAH_A/TE4kMKJWCh4/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367051000778810306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SnuYcwjTY8I/AAAAAAAAH_A/TE4kMKJWCh4/s320/009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Green fields and blue skies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SnuYcRq5a-I/AAAAAAAAH-4/NSfAu3Iaou4/s1600-h/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367050992489163746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SnuYcRq5a-I/AAAAAAAAH-4/NSfAu3Iaou4/s320/010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh and did I tell you my GPS hates detours it says recalculating all the time you are on it. Of course I could not shut it off at that point I was lost!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SnuXkANFVZI/AAAAAAAAH-w/N3rvcQ9grQ0/s1600-h/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367050025728038290" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SnuXkANFVZI/AAAAAAAAH-w/N3rvcQ9grQ0/s320/011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And no passing zones means you follow stupid cars sometimes. But we met some really neat people too when we would stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SnuXjqUOo5I/AAAAAAAAH-o/rD-rsxpa4FE/s1600-h/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367050019852428178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SnuXjqUOo5I/AAAAAAAAH-o/rD-rsxpa4FE/s320/012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Stephen woke up and started playing with my camera. Which is where a lot of the fields came from he loved those fields. He kept asking me when we would get to Nevada. And I would keep repeating Nebraska.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SnuXjY0QgWI/AAAAAAAAH-g/LwubwpQzpKw/s1600-h/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367050015154930018" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SnuXjY0QgWI/AAAAAAAAH-g/LwubwpQzpKw/s320/013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He got one of us together which started a trend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SnuXjOpXxpI/AAAAAAAAH-Y/kMLrx4gAdMQ/s1600-h/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367050012424914578" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SnuXjOpXxpI/AAAAAAAAH-Y/kMLrx4gAdMQ/s320/014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh well we made it out of Minnesota. No more detours right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SnuXijfB8lI/AAAAAAAAH-Q/Fq_eCSyBgiY/s1600-h/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367050000838816338" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SnuXijfB8lI/AAAAAAAAH-Q/Fq_eCSyBgiY/s320/015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So very wrong. I should have known better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SnuXEAt68mI/AAAAAAAAH-I/6H2Fi7p0hL4/s1600-h/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367049476109955682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SnuXEAt68mI/AAAAAAAAH-I/6H2Fi7p0hL4/s320/016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tucks hauling and detours here too. And they must have moved HWY 60 as the GPS thought we were driving in a field a lot of the time. So it was you guessed it recalculating. ALOT! Stephen thought it was funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SnuXD2iQuRI/AAAAAAAAH-A/KoxJfoPVKjo/s1600-h/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367049473376696594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SnuXD2iQuRI/AAAAAAAAH-A/KoxJfoPVKjo/s320/017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; If you could read this we got to Nebraska. I was never so glad to see a state!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SnuXDb-jmZI/AAAAAAAAH94/JM1Bkiz_vOs/s1600-h/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367049466247616914" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SnuXDb-jmZI/AAAAAAAAH94/JM1Bkiz_vOs/s320/018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We met Linda at a glass church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SnuXC6fLL_I/AAAAAAAAH9w/1LvFzzMrytY/s1600-h/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367049457257623538" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SnuXC6fLL_I/AAAAAAAAH9w/1LvFzzMrytY/s320/019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was so beautiful, in the middle of no where and just awsome to look at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SnuXCpsc4WI/AAAAAAAAH9o/eZMKpW8XG_w/s1600-h/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367049452749906274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SnuXCpsc4WI/AAAAAAAAH9o/eZMKpW8XG_w/s320/020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Neat to check out and walk in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SnuWj_R03zI/AAAAAAAAH9g/SSmjggZ6E1w/s1600-h/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367048925967867698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SnuWj_R03zI/AAAAAAAAH9g/SSmjggZ6E1w/s320/021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; With a sulpture that dripped water into a pond that ran under the church so when you were in there you could hear the running water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SnuWjrM2Q1I/AAAAAAAAH9Y/9rkKFqEb6xE/s1600-h/022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367048920578278226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SnuWjrM2Q1I/AAAAAAAAH9Y/9rkKFqEb6xE/s320/022.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The cousins together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SnuWjHX-OhI/AAAAAAAAH9Q/dJlSzvx-tuA/s1600-h/023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367048910961261074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SnuWjHX-OhI/AAAAAAAAH9Q/dJlSzvx-tuA/s320/023.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Waiting to get back on the road since we still had a few hours to drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SnuWiv1lXiI/AAAAAAAAH9I/v4DUk8LnHHI/s1600-h/024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367048904643010082" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SnuWiv1lXiI/AAAAAAAAH9I/v4DUk8LnHHI/s320/024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The flower gardens at the church&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SnuWiK0X7sI/AAAAAAAAH9A/Rnlw6dqx2B4/s1600-h/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367048894705823426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SnuWiK0X7sI/AAAAAAAAH9A/Rnlw6dqx2B4/s320/025.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Almost there. 9 hours on the road and 1 more to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SnuVZDmgxlI/AAAAAAAAH84/vwMnNBQZGVI/s1600-h/026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367047638638184018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SnuVZDmgxlI/AAAAAAAAH84/vwMnNBQZGVI/s320/026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A jet just sitting there trying to get me to turn off and go see the air muesum. Oh but so no time for that anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SnuVY7h9XwI/AAAAAAAAH8w/qP8RQol2Ugc/s1600-h/027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367047636471602946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SnuVY7h9XwI/AAAAAAAAH8w/qP8RQol2Ugc/s320/027.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Stephen was just done with the car. It took 10 hours to get there. Because we took regular roads. And detours galore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SnuVYDeUzzI/AAAAAAAAH8g/1mW53uslpBU/s1600-h/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367047621423976242" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SnuVYDeUzzI/AAAAAAAAH8g/1mW53uslpBU/s320/029.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; But we made it Grand Island Nebraska. This building will hold more importance later. I will tell you all about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But now I am off to bed. Good night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/25824562-7049525255053282174?l=alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/7049525255053282174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/7049525255053282174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com/2009/08/boy-scout-trip-to-nebraska.html' title='A boy scout trip to Nebraska'/><author><name>Dennis, Rose and our Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339885644317359515</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/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SnuYvVilZvI/AAAAAAAAH_w/uD1yWzz1ytY/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25824562.post-1767708297299316247</id><published>2009-08-06T21:37:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T21:41:28.818-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elk River Dog'/><title type='text'>Elk River Dog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SnuUNBTDvwI/AAAAAAAAH8Q/nZBdqeS6l4k/s1600-h/083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367046332349660930" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SnuUNBTDvwI/AAAAAAAAH8Q/nZBdqeS6l4k/s320/083.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He went to the beach this week.  I forgot to get todays picture. He was dressed up as a viking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25824562-1767708297299316247?l=alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/1767708297299316247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/1767708297299316247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com/2009/08/elk-river-dog_06.html' title='Elk River Dog'/><author><name>Dennis, Rose and our Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339885644317359515</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/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SnuUNBTDvwI/AAAAAAAAH8Q/nZBdqeS6l4k/s72-c/083.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25824562.post-6612100392465938184</id><published>2009-08-06T21:34:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T21:37:47.862-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramblings'/><title type='text'>Weekend fire</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SnuS1dRhmQI/AAAAAAAAH8I/PBc7zA6Hnps/s1600-h/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367044828030933250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SnuS1dRhmQI/AAAAAAAAH8I/PBc7zA6Hnps/s320/016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had so much fun visiting up there. And of course Jim lit us a fire. And we sat around it Sat night. The older 3 slept in the camper. How exciting is that! Camping without parents! The adults slept in beds. Real beds. You know the kind with thck mattresses and pillows. Thanks for the great weekend Jim and Kay. We felt bad Jim had to get up early Sunday and head into work. So we headed off to church with Kay and then headed home. Sleeping kids the whole way home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25824562-6612100392465938184?l=alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/6612100392465938184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/6612100392465938184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com/2009/08/weekend-fire.html' title='Weekend fire'/><author><name>Dennis, Rose and our Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339885644317359515</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/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SnuS1dRhmQI/AAAAAAAAH8I/PBc7zA6Hnps/s72-c/016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25824562.post-5513524318067027961</id><published>2009-08-06T21:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T21:33:58.134-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Matthew'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stephen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mini'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Samantha'/><title type='text'>4 wheel riding</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SnuQRTnwmiI/AAAAAAAAH8A/3wpqWoUmXxc/s1600-h/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367042007941290530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SnuQRTnwmiI/AAAAAAAAH8A/3wpqWoUmXxc/s320/011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dominic has a small 4 wheeler and it is set to only go so fast so on Sat the kids got to try it out. Stephen first. And since he is my caustious one. He went driving around and never hit a tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SnuQQxXC9tI/AAAAAAAAH74/GzWiVv8pFo4/s1600-h/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367041998744385234" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SnuQQxXC9tI/AAAAAAAAH74/GzWiVv8pFo4/s320/012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jim gave the little ones a ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SnuQQSBZXcI/AAAAAAAAH7w/FUAgYxz5GkA/s1600-h/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367041990332079554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SnuQQSBZXcI/AAAAAAAAH7w/FUAgYxz5GkA/s320/013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Including Twitch who loves to go for rides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SnuQPx6VkhI/AAAAAAAAH7o/Tir4doFauwg/s1600-h/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367041981712536082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SnuQPx6VkhI/AAAAAAAAH7o/Tir4doFauwg/s320/014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then it was Samantha's turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SnuQPWmtdUI/AAAAAAAAH7g/vol2W8ff2DM/s1600-h/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367041974382458178" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SnuQPWmtdUI/AAAAAAAAH7g/vol2W8ff2DM/s320/015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Needless to say I made her get off after a bit. She would not go a speed she could control. It was stop or full on. She hit a tree not once but twice and then Mom ended her ride. Magically I think she has learned that maybe a bit slower would be better. But we will see next time we go up. She is my child who loves to show off. What am I to do with her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25824562-5513524318067027961?l=alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/5513524318067027961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/5513524318067027961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com/2009/08/4-wheel-riding.html' title='4 wheel riding'/><author><name>Dennis, Rose and our Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339885644317359515</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/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SnuQRTnwmiI/AAAAAAAAH8A/3wpqWoUmXxc/s72-c/011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25824562.post-4357100935572489889</id><published>2009-08-06T21:12:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T21:21:10.552-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Matthew'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stephen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Puppy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Samantha'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SnuObnUomXI/AAAAAAAAH7Y/PWiTEowDgBY/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367039986005219698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SnuObnUomXI/AAAAAAAAH7Y/PWiTEowDgBY/s320/007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Check out bears under bite. It is so cute! He really is a good puppy! And Bear and twitch even played well together this time. Not so much hiding going on from twitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SnuObP8tMCI/AAAAAAAAH7Q/tzHYd9M54Cc/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367039979730841634" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SnuObP8tMCI/AAAAAAAAH7Q/tzHYd9M54Cc/s320/009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look who was in the dog house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SnuOalsjblI/AAAAAAAAH7I/i3ZSYg25KJk/s1600-h/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367039968388804178" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SnuOalsjblI/AAAAAAAAH7I/i3ZSYg25KJk/s320/010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And who had joined him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SnuOabRCggI/AAAAAAAAH7A/V6uebKv_zFQ/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367039965589045762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SnuOabRCggI/AAAAAAAAH7A/V6uebKv_zFQ/s320/008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yea you guessed who sent them there, yea the bossy lady who only happenes to be 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SnuOZ1ALy-I/AAAAAAAAH64/K45HYIHXPKY/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367039955317804002" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SnuOZ1ALy-I/AAAAAAAAH64/K45HYIHXPKY/s320/006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The kids played great all weekend and we had a really good visit. It had been too long since we had time to run visit Jim and Kay and we took the chance when it came that we could go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25824562-4357100935572489889?l=alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/4357100935572489889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/4357100935572489889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com/2009/08/check-out-bears-under-bite.html' title=''/><author><name>Dennis, Rose and our Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339885644317359515</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/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SnuObnUomXI/AAAAAAAAH7Y/PWiTEowDgBY/s72-c/007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25824562.post-9088039543384784222</id><published>2009-08-06T21:10:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T21:12:35.701-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mini'/><title type='text'>Going to see Jim and Kay</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SnuNMWpGriI/AAAAAAAAH6w/5mksPlE3PjA/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367038624318008866" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SnuNMWpGriI/AAAAAAAAH6w/5mksPlE3PjA/s320/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We left to go visit Jim and Kay and Dominic for the weekend. ummm yes that was 2 weekends ago! YIKES where does the time go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway Mini thought her shirt was making her crabby so it came off. And magicly she slept the whole way up there. That dang shirt. Good thing it came off!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25824562-9088039543384784222?l=alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/9088039543384784222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/9088039543384784222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com/2009/08/going-to-see-jim-and-kay.html' title='Going to see Jim and Kay'/><author><name>Dennis, Rose and our Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339885644317359515</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/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SnuNMWpGriI/AAAAAAAAH6w/5mksPlE3PjA/s72-c/005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25824562.post-4948243615288127964</id><published>2009-08-06T21:02:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T21:09:27.800-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elk River Dog'/><title type='text'>The Elk River Dog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SnuMJhND1lI/AAAAAAAAH6o/yL_vDQMQRUQ/s1600-h/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367037476101936722" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SnuMJhND1lI/AAAAAAAAH6o/yL_vDQMQRUQ/s320/020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I know this will sound odd. I had meant to take pictures for almost a year now. This dog sits outside one of the school each day. the ladies there dress him in something new almost everyday. On this day he was a construction worker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SnuMJCNIruI/AAAAAAAAH6g/Yocfj6PPWi4/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367037467780755170" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SnuMJCNIruI/AAAAAAAAH6g/Yocfj6PPWi4/s320/004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The next they added some new props for him. If I remember I will get new ones of him more often as I love to go drive by to see what he is wear that day. It makes me smile no matter what.&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/25824562-4948243615288127964?l=alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/4948243615288127964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/4948243615288127964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com/2009/08/elk-river-dog.html' title='The Elk River Dog'/><author><name>Dennis, Rose and our Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339885644317359515</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/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SnuMJhND1lI/AAAAAAAAH6o/yL_vDQMQRUQ/s72-c/020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25824562.post-2874185881483456151</id><published>2009-08-04T13:02:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T13:05:22.512-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramblings'/><title type='text'>I am going to catch up again</title><content type='html'>I seem to say it alot. I seem to be behind a lot. I have a ton of pictures from Stephen and my trip. We had a lot of fun and I have to say I am so very proud of my son. He showed me why that is this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I will get to putting up pictures. I will get to writing it all up. But not right now. Now I am busy making wings for tonight. Yea I never tried it and really how hard can it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to love that! It smells good cooking away in the slow cooker. I have non spicy wings in there. I will be making the spicy ones in the oven later. Oh I can just taste them now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25824562-2874185881483456151?l=alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/2874185881483456151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/2874185881483456151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-am-going-to-catch-up-again.html' title='I am going to catch up again'/><author><name>Dennis, Rose and our Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339885644317359515</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25824562.post-4730928109402986653</id><published>2009-07-27T13:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T13:34:45.797-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramblings'/><title type='text'>Ok who did this? What is this?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/Sm3yg5VqPqI/AAAAAAAAH5o/MGQ0WOLqp4c/s1600-h/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363209378229534370" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/Sm3yg5VqPqI/AAAAAAAAH5o/MGQ0WOLqp4c/s320/015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ok I go to clean out my cooler that was open for all this rain we have been getting. I had 5 bottles of beer in there and a can of soda. And when I went to move a bottle of beer I saw this! OMG what is this?!That  is what I yelled!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/Sm3ygqLnThI/AAAAAAAAH5g/Bvb4SdSeOnU/s1600-h/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363209374160866834" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/Sm3ygqLnThI/AAAAAAAAH5g/Bvb4SdSeOnU/s320/014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look at it! It is the size of a mick golden label! Oh the yickyness of it. The kids loved it and checked it out for awhile. Meanwhile I weft the area. As I was grossed out. Ok that was putting it nicely! And then when they were done checking it out. I took care of the yucky thing in my cooler. Now it needs to be washed out with hot soapy water. Perferablly with bleach added. I am washing off my bottles good and proper too. As I am not drinking beer that has been touched by this thing! Yes I am that grossed out by some things.&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/25824562-4730928109402986653?l=alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/4730928109402986653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/4730928109402986653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com/2009/07/ok-who-did-this-what-is-this.html' title='Ok who did this? What is this?'/><author><name>Dennis, Rose and our Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339885644317359515</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/_lMHoKTDdL1E/Sm3yg5VqPqI/AAAAAAAAH5o/MGQ0WOLqp4c/s72-c/015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25824562.post-5673420754306497285</id><published>2009-07-27T11:29:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T13:30:30.483-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Matthew'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stephen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mini'/><title type='text'>What to do on a rainy day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/Sm3YAb89yWI/AAAAAAAAH5Y/Iycgv7tk__8/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363180233283193186" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/Sm3YAb89yWI/AAAAAAAAH5Y/Iycgv7tk__8/s320/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When it looks like this outside what do you do with 3 kids who are home with you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/Sm3X__gulqI/AAAAAAAAH5Q/Xejmhfky2SY/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363180225648563874" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/Sm3X__gulqI/AAAAAAAAH5Q/Xejmhfky2SY/s320/005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well in our case you go bowling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/Sm3X_veBwVI/AAAAAAAAH5I/-FdoXidPio8/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363180221342269778" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/Sm3X_veBwVI/AAAAAAAAH5I/-FdoXidPio8/s320/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/Sm3X_BRJu3I/AAAAAAAAH5A/dwbyyVvD5B0/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363180208940235634" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/Sm3X_BRJu3I/AAAAAAAAH5A/dwbyyVvD5B0/s320/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/Sm3X-hWVrSI/AAAAAAAAH44/sEtWPogyM1o/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363180200372055330" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/Sm3X-hWVrSI/AAAAAAAAH44/sEtWPogyM1o/s320/008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/Sm3XZtlWvcI/AAAAAAAAH4w/kdDAMtEs_vA/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363179568001105346" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/Sm3XZtlWvcI/AAAAAAAAH4w/kdDAMtEs_vA/s320/009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Why do people turn away? Really it is not worth your energy! I just take more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/Sm3XZZjgFjI/AAAAAAAAH4o/GFgPcV4FuB8/s1600-h/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363179562624620082" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/Sm3XZZjgFjI/AAAAAAAAH4o/GFgPcV4FuB8/s320/010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/Sm3XY55YZpI/AAAAAAAAH4g/OY26oR1FVSo/s1600-h/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363179554126456466" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/Sm3XY55YZpI/AAAAAAAAH4g/OY26oR1FVSo/s320/011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/Sm3XYVzSEoI/AAAAAAAAH4Y/1RPMmnWBlks/s1600-h/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363179544437199490" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/Sm3XYVzSEoI/AAAAAAAAH4Y/1RPMmnWBlks/s320/012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/Sm3XX6jKfwI/AAAAAAAAH4Q/NKpxpXBBHc8/s1600-h/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363179537121836802" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/Sm3XX6jKfwI/AAAAAAAAH4Q/NKpxpXBBHc8/s320/013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The kids had a good time and we stayed dry and best of all Mini went to sleep on the way home and took a good nap once we got there! All that weight lifting she does while out bowling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/25824562-5673420754306497285?l=alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/5673420754306497285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/5673420754306497285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-to-do-on-rainy-day.html' title='What to do on a rainy day'/><author><name>Dennis, Rose and our Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339885644317359515</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/_lMHoKTDdL1E/Sm3YAb89yWI/AAAAAAAAH5Y/Iycgv7tk__8/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25824562.post-5951555369041809832</id><published>2009-07-20T09:49:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T09:57:32.480-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramblings'/><title type='text'>Todays plan</title><content type='html'>Today now I am working once more with Stephen on some things for his merit badge weekend coming up. I am almost done with my first mock up that will be delivered this morning. And some more pictures need to be taken for another merit badge thing for Stephen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I hope to take time to just sit with my kids. Mini is having a hard time with me being gone for 4 days. So I plan on sitting and watching kid shows for a bit today. Last night we watch TV in my bed and hung out. She loved it and you know so did I. Just laying there not having a plan. I should have been down here doing these mock ups. But today is another day and they will be done. And Mini loved getting some time with Mom. That made my night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today will be more of the same. I may take Dennis out to run with me. I may just take him to lunch. I love that for one day the day is not planned. My calander is free. It has been a long time since a day was all mine and the kids. And as a bonus we have Dennis home with us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25824562-5951555369041809832?l=alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/5951555369041809832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/5951555369041809832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com/2009/07/todays-plan.html' title='Todays plan'/><author><name>Dennis, Rose and our Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339885644317359515</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25824562.post-8587388116056942928</id><published>2009-07-20T09:43:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T09:49:40.490-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rose'/><title type='text'>The boy Scout leaders take a time out</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SmSC2n4x0aI/AAAAAAAAH3g/qsN2gpzz23w/s1600-h/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360553331409408418" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SmSC2n4x0aI/AAAAAAAAH3g/qsN2gpzz23w/s320/016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These boys put in a lot of work with me this weekend. Jerry (remember the cow suit) is in the middle. Tom on right and Marty on the left. On Saturday night we walked to the beer garden and listened to the Killer Hayseeds after my shift. Between the fair booth, Dennis, kids and working on merit badges in between I wanted to sit. No one to need me for a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SmSC2GSLycI/AAAAAAAAH3Y/tECtfuu4Vmc/s1600-h/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360553322389162434" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SmSC2GSLycI/AAAAAAAAH3Y/tECtfuu4Vmc/s320/017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I called Dennis he was good. Kids were sleeping and I hung out with all the boy scout leaders. And soon the women came out too. As the night settled we laughed a lot! And in the end my neighbors were there too and so I did not have to walk home late at night alone they walked with me. But we had so much fun. But a word of advice. If you plan to drink some beer with a bunch of people. Eat first. Like more then a McDonalds hamburger on the fly at 11am. Because at midnight it makes no difference what you ate at noon.&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/25824562-8587388116056942928?l=alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/8587388116056942928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/8587388116056942928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com/2009/07/boy-scout-leaders-take-time-out.html' title='The boy Scout leaders take a time out'/><author><name>Dennis, Rose and our Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339885644317359515</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/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SmSC2n4x0aI/AAAAAAAAH3g/qsN2gpzz23w/s72-c/016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25824562.post-1856704809164506820</id><published>2009-07-20T09:28:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T09:43:13.507-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boy scouts'/><title type='text'>Our fearless leader</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SmSCMtQWWjI/AAAAAAAAH3Q/8SlSYffnM84/s1600-h/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360552611295943218" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SmSCMtQWWjI/AAAAAAAAH3Q/8SlSYffnM84/s320/015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In this wonderful cow is one of our adult leaders. He came by later to see us. But we had a snap shot of him that will live on forever. On our boys website. I am sure he loves us right now. And when it goes up on the google site I know he will love us more! Jerry you were a great cow! Don't let anyone tell you different!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25824562-1856704809164506820?l=alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/1856704809164506820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/1856704809164506820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com/2009/07/our-fearless-leader.html' title='Our fearless leader'/><author><name>Dennis, Rose and our Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339885644317359515</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/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SmSCMtQWWjI/AAAAAAAAH3Q/8SlSYffnM84/s72-c/015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25824562.post-7874966741958804874</id><published>2009-07-20T09:24:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T09:28:48.070-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stephen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boy scouts'/><title type='text'>Working the county fair</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SmR-aqcV6KI/AAAAAAAAH3I/KFNA28Wl0P0/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360548453012596898" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SmR-aqcV6KI/AAAAAAAAH3I/KFNA28Wl0P0/s320/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Stephen and I worked 4 days at the county fair. He got up at 4:30am to come work it. He worked 16 hours in 4 days. And then he went and did 4 hours of volenteer time too at the church. Not once did he complain. And not once did he not do a task asked of him at the booth. he washed tables. He did dishes. He counted back money to people. He had fun with friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SmR-aWTatrI/AAAAAAAAH3A/gP-7JlqifAE/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360548447606453938" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SmR-aWTatrI/AAAAAAAAH3A/gP-7JlqifAE/s320/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The booth did really good with a few bumps while we figured things out. But the people love the food and it sells itself. You have to love that! I am so glad the fair is done!&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/25824562-7874966741958804874?l=alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/7874966741958804874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/7874966741958804874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com/2009/07/working-county-fair.html' title='Working the county fair'/><author><name>Dennis, Rose and our Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339885644317359515</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/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SmR-aqcV6KI/AAAAAAAAH3I/KFNA28Wl0P0/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25824562.post-2990331098449395505</id><published>2009-07-20T09:12:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T09:24:43.906-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Matthew'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dennis'/><title type='text'>Dennis and his surgery</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SmR7iP-XWzI/AAAAAAAAH24/z9QM_y-5vz4/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360545284811610930" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SmR7iP-XWzI/AAAAAAAAH24/z9QM_y-5vz4/s320/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dennis had his hernia surgery on Thursday at noon. Stephen and I had worked the county fair booth from 5am to 9am. I came home and got Dennis and left shortly after. We had to be there by 11am. It just so happened we got a friend for his preop. Always good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got home out of there around 2pm. And I went and got him some drugs to take. They put a patch on his ear to make sure he did not get sick. they gave him the same patch as you Dad so you did not get sick on the salmon boat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the first day he slept almost the whole evening and night. He felt better. Stopped taking his meds. So Friday was a bit hard on him trying to get back in the game. And ahead of the pain. Stephen and I had to work the fair booth. Dennis learned a very big lesson here. When the doctor says tak eit this long and then see. Take it a few days then see how you feel. He slept a lot Friday too. And the weekend each day was better for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was supposed to go back to work today but well he decided to take one more day to lay low. And I am glad he did. He looks better but he seems to still be moving really slow and an hour in the car driving to and from work is not the best plan for today I am sure. Anyway I expect him to be back at work in the morning. And he is feeling better and his belly button is now all flat. No more bump sticking out of it. The doctor said it went great and if he flollows rules he should not need to come see him again except for his 2 week post op.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the kids with all this have spent a great deal of time laying next to Dennis. For them this is been a good thing. More time with Dad and he is in bed most of the time watching a show or sleeping so might as well crawl up there and hang with him!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25824562-2990331098449395505?l=alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/2990331098449395505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/2990331098449395505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com/2009/07/dennis-and-his-surgery.html' title='Dennis and his surgery'/><author><name>Dennis, Rose and our Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339885644317359515</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/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SmR7iP-XWzI/AAAAAAAAH24/z9QM_y-5vz4/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25824562.post-7293154836096124478</id><published>2009-07-20T09:04:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T09:12:27.983-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stephen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boy scouts'/><title type='text'>Setting up for the county fair</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SmR6WEY67xI/AAAAAAAAH2w/2hfgndN0xq4/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360543976031710994" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SmR6WEY67xI/AAAAAAAAH2w/2hfgndN0xq4/s320/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The boys worked together and set up the tent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SmR6V9FORPI/AAAAAAAAH2o/JdNOvKWA-gY/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360543974070043890" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SmR6V9FORPI/AAAAAAAAH2o/JdNOvKWA-gY/s320/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They moved picnic tables under and then got up the tarp. All this the people eating our food would dry if it rained. Shaded if it was hot and in nothing else a place to sit after walking. We were a bit nervous setting it up as we were in tornado watches while we set it up. But it was 2 days before the fair opened. And the next morning we knew we would have people in to eat our food. The workers setting up would come and we had to be ready.&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/25824562-7293154836096124478?l=alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/7293154836096124478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/7293154836096124478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com/2009/07/setting-up-for-county-fair.html' title='Setting up for the county fair'/><author><name>Dennis, Rose and our Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339885644317359515</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/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SmR6WEY67xI/AAAAAAAAH2w/2hfgndN0xq4/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25824562.post-2961600085795863899</id><published>2009-07-20T09:03:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T09:04:45.194-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramblings'/><title type='text'>catch up</title><content type='html'>Ok so the county fair is done. I can stay home most of the day today. Dennis is doing much better. And so I can play catch up. I have 2 mock ups I am working on today for a racing team. And then I will deliver those. So I can get this blog all caught up in the time my machine goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So watch for the posts they are coming!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25824562-2961600085795863899?l=alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/2961600085795863899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/2961600085795863899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com/2009/07/catch-up.html' title='catch up'/><author><name>Dennis, Rose and our Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339885644317359515</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25824562.post-5031095127572508854</id><published>2009-07-17T09:17:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T09:21:27.751-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dennis'/><title type='text'>Dennis</title><content type='html'>He is sleeping again now. he is in more pain today. he skipped a pain pill. Never a good plan. I think we got him back to feeling ok. I have to run Samantha to the eye doctor here. Stephen will keep an eye on Dennis. I told him to keep his butt down. We will see if he listens or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He slept almost all of yesterday afternoon. Then was up for a bit last night and then slept again. So he thought he felt good till he missed that pill. But I admit whenhe is in pain he is much easier to keep down on his butt. Anyway he is good. I am off to run to the eye doctor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25824562-5031095127572508854?l=alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/5031095127572508854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/5031095127572508854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com/2009/07/dennis.html' title='Dennis'/><author><name>Dennis, Rose and our Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339885644317359515</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25824562.post-8062298452247492209</id><published>2009-07-16T17:26:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T17:36:56.130-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dennis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramblings'/><title type='text'>we are back home</title><content type='html'>Dennis is home and sleeping. he is doing good. Will update later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25824562-8062298452247492209?l=alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/8062298452247492209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/8062298452247492209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com/2009/07/we-are-back-home.html' title='we are back home'/><author><name>Dennis, Rose and our Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339885644317359515</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25824562.post-6359803916102470666</id><published>2009-07-15T21:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T21:37:36.828-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramblings'/><title type='text'>Busy Busy here</title><content type='html'>We are busy here. This week is all about boy scouts. Stephen had his meeting last night. We also set up for the fair that started today. Tonight he started his cycling merit badge with a 6 mile bike ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow Stephen and I have to be up by 4:30am to go to the fair to work. Then I am taking Dennis to surgery. They will fix his belly button right up they say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I will be taking Samantha to the eye doctor Friday morning and then off to the fair again for another 4 hour shift with Stephen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat is more of the same. Stephen works a 4 hour shift in the afternoon. I work one in the evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday we work again and then Stephen is working for 4 hours at VBS. He will be setting everything up. So monday will be a day of sleep here. Dennis will be alloowed back to work. Stephen and I I think will just pass out and get some sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it will be time to hit the books again to get ready for our little trip down to camp. He still has 5 things to do for camp. ANd he has to get his bag already again. So it will take us the 2 1/2 weeks to be ready I am sure. The drafting merit bagde may kill me yet. I will let you know how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is all ready for the space exploration badge. We have done most of the work for citizenship in the community. He just needs to sit and do the writing. Tomorrow I am hoping he gets at least one of the things out of the way. So we can be down to 4 things. We will see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANyway say a prayer for Dennis and I will update when we get back. I do not expect to get home with Dennis before 3pm. Good night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25824562-6359803916102470666?l=alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/6359803916102470666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/6359803916102470666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com/2009/07/busy-busy-here.html' title='Busy Busy here'/><author><name>Dennis, Rose and our Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339885644317359515</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25824562.post-6358572801368907301</id><published>2009-07-13T07:07:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T07:40:57.020-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Matthew'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stephen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Puppy'/><title type='text'>boys will be boys?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlskrDuzf5I/AAAAAAAAH1Q/lh3es9DXKRw/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357916503841931154" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlskrDuzf5I/AAAAAAAAH1Q/lh3es9DXKRw/s320/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mini put her hat on Stephen. He let her then he let me take a picture. I love that he is ok with laughing at himself. I love that he lets his little sister make him look funny. I love that he lays so nice with her. I really love this goof ball!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlskqrhWxII/AAAAAAAAH1I/o6vUpuJTSVw/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357916497343071362" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlskqrhWxII/AAAAAAAAH1I/o6vUpuJTSVw/s320/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; twitch was not in the mood for a picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlskqdnbHDI/AAAAAAAAH1A/yLldpwIVGWg/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357916493610425394" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlskqdnbHDI/AAAAAAAAH1A/yLldpwIVGWg/s320/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I got him anyway. He hung out on my lap while we watched a fire with friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/Slskp5no9nI/AAAAAAAAH04/K_eYirwoYuQ/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357916483947656818" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/Slskp5no9nI/AAAAAAAAH04/K_eYirwoYuQ/s320/005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And a fire we had. And it got to sit up by it till late and just sit and relax. it was nice having a night to not run. Dennis had to work late so he did not get to join in. But other then that I could not have asked for a nicer night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlskpsNVMjI/AAAAAAAAH0w/sKpguEzcgog/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357916480347648562" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlskpsNVMjI/AAAAAAAAH0w/sKpguEzcgog/s320/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The boys crashed out on the floor. There was nothing left in them. I had to work hard to get Stephen to wake enough to head upstairs. I can not just pick him up and tuck him in anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The girls had made their own way up earlier. And I followed these boys up and tucked myself into bed. Dennis was still not home. But he got in and we got to hang out Sat and Sunday together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25824562-6358572801368907301?l=alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/6358572801368907301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/6358572801368907301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com/2009/07/boys-will-be-boys.html' title='boys will be boys?'/><author><name>Dennis, Rose and our Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339885644317359515</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/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlskrDuzf5I/AAAAAAAAH1Q/lh3es9DXKRw/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25824562.post-2882548969291881169</id><published>2009-07-13T07:02:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T07:07:12.761-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stephen'/><title type='text'>Getting ready for camp</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlsiWoAxgJI/AAAAAAAAH0o/TLpZSDkwm68/s1600-h/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357913953780465810" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlsiWoAxgJI/AAAAAAAAH0o/TLpZSDkwm68/s320/015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stephen is headed to camp in a few weeks. He has some homework to get done ahead of time for some merit badges. He had to draw a space station he designed on the moon or mars. He of course drew it for mars.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He did label it and he has a page of writing to go with it. I am telling you boy scouts is keeping us busy. Stephen and I will be working the county fair here later this week. Then next week he has a few days he is vollenteering for VBS to help with his Citizenship in the community badge. So we will not be slowing down with boy scouts anytime soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Someone asked when my next weekend off was. It is Aug 22nd! Yes this is the next weekend that I have nothing on the calander! And 4 of those weekends are something for boy scouts and the weekend after that is boy scouts too! And in there we have a week for girl scout camp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No owrries we will not be bored this summer!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25824562-2882548969291881169?l=alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/2882548969291881169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/2882548969291881169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com/2009/07/getting-ready-for-camp.html' title='Getting ready for camp'/><author><name>Dennis, Rose and our Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339885644317359515</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/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlsiWoAxgJI/AAAAAAAAH0o/TLpZSDkwm68/s72-c/015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25824562.post-8303861391027330542</id><published>2009-07-13T06:55:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T07:01:58.248-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids'/><title type='text'>playing at the park</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/Slsg-8eqAkI/AAAAAAAAH0g/jJauFlwWgmA/s1600-h/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357912447446024770" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/Slsg-8eqAkI/AAAAAAAAH0g/jJauFlwWgmA/s320/014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We met up with the Crosby's for some fun at the park last Thur. We had a picnic lunch and some fun running and playing. A quick game of kick ball and then it was time to come home and put some children to bed for a nap! I wish I had been one of the children but I was not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But they were tired. Mini of course tried to get out of the car side ways before we left the park. Fell out of said car in her carseat. Face planted onto the tar. She wanted to come see me. And since I had not buckled her in yet she thought why not. Now why she chose to get out by leaning I will never know. But she got some scrapped up knees, a bloody lip and all was well in a minute. Her mothers heart took a few to settle down but she was happy as soon as I held her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway we got home and we took naps and we hung out at home the rest of the day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25824562-8303861391027330542?l=alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/8303861391027330542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/8303861391027330542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com/2009/07/playing-at-park.html' title='playing at the park'/><author><name>Dennis, Rose and our Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339885644317359515</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/_lMHoKTDdL1E/Slsg-8eqAkI/AAAAAAAAH0g/jJauFlwWgmA/s72-c/014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25824562.post-1475926080840560770</id><published>2009-07-10T13:47:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T13:50:32.783-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Matthew'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stephen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mini'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Samantha'/><title type='text'>swimming</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SleNDr7tGpI/AAAAAAAAH0Q/a3YXwFLt-cw/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356905376252762770" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SleNDr7tGpI/AAAAAAAAH0Q/a3YXwFLt-cw/s320/008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We went to Tia and Kents for supper on Wednesday night. The kids got to swim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SleNDVHyXZI/AAAAAAAAH0I/JJQNp6TaJ5k/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356905370129423762" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SleNDVHyXZI/AAAAAAAAH0I/JJQNp6TaJ5k/s320/009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And swim they did for over an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SleNDGFty6I/AAAAAAAAH0A/EWKioZuUpms/s1600-h/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356905366094203810" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SleNDGFty6I/AAAAAAAAH0A/EWKioZuUpms/s320/010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Stephen is under there. Do not ask why. I never figured it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SleNCmoNVuI/AAAAAAAAHz4/kbNZOkIXlwI/s1600-h/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356905357648942818" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SleNCmoNVuI/AAAAAAAAHz4/kbNZOkIXlwI/s320/011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; But he built this structure to play under and swim with and he had a good time playing under it too. Tia was like here is a boy scout doing his thing. Because he focused on it for a long time getting it just right and then playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/25824562-1475926080840560770?l=alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/1475926080840560770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/1475926080840560770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com/2009/07/swimming.html' title='swimming'/><author><name>Dennis, Rose and our Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339885644317359515</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/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SleNDr7tGpI/AAAAAAAAH0Q/a3YXwFLt-cw/s72-c/008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25824562.post-2594312202049145184</id><published>2009-07-10T13:45:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T13:46:36.751-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mini'/><title type='text'>A hoody</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SleMa4CuY_I/AAAAAAAAHzw/6ix2lrw3-g0/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356904675128796146" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SleMa4CuY_I/AAAAAAAAHzw/6ix2lrw3-g0/s320/005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mini found a dress in her closet. It has a hood. Of course she is all into wearing it! God she is beautiful when she is not whining!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25824562-2594312202049145184?l=alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/2594312202049145184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/2594312202049145184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com/2009/07/hoody.html' title='A hoody'/><author><name>Dennis, Rose and our Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339885644317359515</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/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SleMa4CuY_I/AAAAAAAAHzw/6ix2lrw3-g0/s72-c/005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25824562.post-6291758945055067202</id><published>2009-07-10T13:43:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T13:45:24.446-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Matthew'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stephen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mini'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Samantha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bowling'/><title type='text'>Off to bowl</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SleMO1XAbqI/AAAAAAAAHzo/MvV5E5h2RDw/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356904468250128034" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SleMO1XAbqI/AAAAAAAAHzo/MvV5E5h2RDw/s320/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SleMOf5JPQI/AAAAAAAAHzg/7A68xP8HxFY/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356904462487731458" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SleMOf5JPQI/AAAAAAAAHzg/7A68xP8HxFY/s320/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SleMN6X_D9I/AAAAAAAAHzY/8WW8ekUp4M4/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356904452416540626" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SleMN6X_D9I/AAAAAAAAHzY/8WW8ekUp4M4/s320/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went with Rachel and her girls to bowl on Tuesday. The kids had a good time and we just had the big kids in one lane and the small kids in the other.&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/25824562-6291758945055067202?l=alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/6291758945055067202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/6291758945055067202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com/2009/07/off-to-bowl.html' title='Off to bowl'/><author><name>Dennis, Rose and our Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339885644317359515</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/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SleMO1XAbqI/AAAAAAAAHzo/MvV5E5h2RDw/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25824562.post-5682854863107233407</id><published>2009-07-09T10:15:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T11:10:38.774-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramblings'/><title type='text'>home coming</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlYKMuZR9SI/AAAAAAAAHzA/a9anzI89oz8/s1600-h/036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356480020532557090" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlYKMuZR9SI/AAAAAAAAHzA/a9anzI89oz8/s320/036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When we got home on Sunday afternoon, we saw this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlYKMDyam3I/AAAAAAAAHy4/DhULZB4FZcQ/s1600-h/037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356480009095256946" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlYKMDyam3I/AAAAAAAAHy4/DhULZB4FZcQ/s320/037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A letter taped to our door outside in the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlYKL8SfxjI/AAAAAAAAHyw/SfdPE5sDmks/s1600-h/038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356480007082329650" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlYKL8SfxjI/AAAAAAAAHyw/SfdPE5sDmks/s320/038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And 2 beautiful lilac bushes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlYKLk-JGII/AAAAAAAAHyo/5hFHt9WzQII/s1600-h/039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356480000822941826" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlYKLk-JGII/AAAAAAAAHyo/5hFHt9WzQII/s320/039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Not simple purple ones but a red one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlYKLdD-iGI/AAAAAAAAHyg/EAgici0TStk/s1600-h/040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356479998699931746" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlYKLdD-iGI/AAAAAAAAHyg/EAgici0TStk/s320/040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and a purple lined in white. Dennis and i are so blessed to have neighbors that really like us. Why sometimes I have to wonder. Could be I feed them. But they knew my bushes I planted are taking forever to give me flowers. They knew 2 died the other winter. I have 5 left but they are still years away from flowering. These 2 plants will go in the ground this weekend. And next spring I will have flowers. Oh how I love lilacs. The scent, it wraps around you. I can not wait till Spring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25824562-5682854863107233407?l=alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/5682854863107233407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/5682854863107233407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com/2009/07/home-coming.html' title='home coming'/><author><name>Dennis, Rose and our Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339885644317359515</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/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlYKMuZR9SI/AAAAAAAAHzA/a9anzI89oz8/s72-c/036.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25824562.post-4129410285406986966</id><published>2009-07-09T09:47:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T09:50:48.862-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cabin'/><title type='text'>And then it was time to leave</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlYDXllLOgI/AAAAAAAAHyY/ltrj7Oj9oP8/s1600-h/033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356472510563695106" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlYDXllLOgI/AAAAAAAAHyY/ltrj7Oj9oP8/s320/033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was time to leave. The driveway is a mile long. And though no one is tired and no one wants to leave this is what a mile does to a body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlYDXTZ4ZKI/AAAAAAAAHyQ/RSO8pUPSJ5o/s1600-h/034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356472505684485282" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlYDXTZ4ZKI/AAAAAAAAHyQ/RSO8pUPSJ5o/s320/034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well not this body you know someone had to drive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlYDXETVg3I/AAAAAAAAHyI/DLlsxdguBD4/s1600-h/035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356472501630501746" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlYDXETVg3I/AAAAAAAAHyI/DLlsxdguBD4/s320/035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And this is what 10 miles does to a body. Yea it was quiet till we hit stop and go and a cabin fire down in garrison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25824562-4129410285406986966?l=alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/4129410285406986966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/4129410285406986966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com/2009/07/and-then-it-was-time-to-leave.html' title='And then it was time to leave'/><author><name>Dennis, Rose and our Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339885644317359515</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/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlYDXllLOgI/AAAAAAAAHyY/ltrj7Oj9oP8/s72-c/033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25824562.post-3671492752746631693</id><published>2009-07-09T09:43:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T09:47:43.301-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grandpa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cabin'/><title type='text'>gardening cabin style</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlYCMRewqaI/AAAAAAAAHyA/FL6V380SEoU/s1600-h/031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356471216677890466" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlYCMRewqaI/AAAAAAAAHyA/FL6V380SEoU/s320/031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dad has a garden at the cabin. It has corn that is knee high, that is if you stand on the right side of it. He carries the water to water it. the deer love his garden. He has tomatoes, well there is one that he says is a tomatoe. I am not so sure, it is strange shaped and I think it is a cross for a tomatoe and a potatoe. He has some of those to. Bumper crops I tell you! Of course he has to go up to harvet come fall and he has to go up to water in between. I should have thought of that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had beautiful weather at the cabin. We got no rain and it was sunny and nice with a breeze everyday. You could not have asked for a better weekend to spend at the cabin, swimming, fishing, and sitting by a fire.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25824562-3671492752746631693?l=alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/3671492752746631693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/3671492752746631693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com/2009/07/gardening-cabin-style.html' title='gardening cabin style'/><author><name>Dennis, Rose and our Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339885644317359515</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/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlYCMRewqaI/AAAAAAAAHyA/FL6V380SEoU/s72-c/031.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25824562.post-7406209557935248136</id><published>2009-07-09T09:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T09:41:29.424-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rose'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cabin'/><title type='text'>Hanging out by the fire</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlX_aM4ZLVI/AAAAAAAAHx4/rB4SP5Ko2zA/s1600-h/026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356468157426511186" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlX_aM4ZLVI/AAAAAAAAHx4/rB4SP5Ko2zA/s320/026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am a serious girl don't you know. I have to keep my fire hot dog ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlX_ZhwUKHI/AAAAAAAAHxw/dlErxkXu5_c/s1600-h/027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356468145849903218" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlX_ZhwUKHI/AAAAAAAAHxw/dlErxkXu5_c/s320/027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Of course I am supposed to have the camera and nopt a happy clicking husband too. Notice I was trying to feed my children by roasting a hot dog. I got distracted by that man of mine clicking away with that camera of mine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlX_ZQIsvHI/AAAAAAAAHxo/VlvH1CeLPGY/s1600-h/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356468141120339058" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlX_ZQIsvHI/AAAAAAAAHxo/VlvH1CeLPGY/s320/029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Laura hung out at the fire with me a lot too. We took our fire build seriously. That brush held no hope with us around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlX_Yx69raI/AAAAAAAAHxg/NKfefPx8XkA/s1600-h/030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356468133009665442" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlX_Yx69raI/AAAAAAAAHxg/NKfefPx8XkA/s320/030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mom sat there too. She made it fishing once. Joe took her out to little Bow and they fished one afternoon. They did not get anything. But the fire it drew us all. It had 3 or 4 people all the time sitting there. A couple pair of gloves to throw on the wood. Or you could do it without but then you had black hands from the pitch. I am telling you I can not wait till the next time I get to go up there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/25824562-7406209557935248136?l=alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/7406209557935248136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/7406209557935248136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com/2009/07/hanging-out-by-fire_09.html' title='Hanging out by the fire'/><author><name>Dennis, Rose and our Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339885644317359515</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/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlX_aM4ZLVI/AAAAAAAAHx4/rB4SP5Ko2zA/s72-c/026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25824562.post-451892641830109346</id><published>2009-07-08T08:07:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T08:31:55.238-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mini'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Puppy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cabin'/><title type='text'>Mini and the puppies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlSalvSvY2I/AAAAAAAAHxI/LkjFOWNJMOU/s1600-h/023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356075829991269218" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlSalvSvY2I/AAAAAAAAHxI/LkjFOWNJMOU/s320/023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gizmo and Twitch are Mother son. Gizmo is much better with kids. She is 2 1/2 years old. Twitch is not that into Mini. Except is she is giving love to another puppy not being him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlSalJ5i9BI/AAAAAAAAHxA/lHMj047zQI0/s1600-h/024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356075819953484818" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlSalJ5i9BI/AAAAAAAAHxA/lHMj047zQI0/s320/024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; But when she would reach for him he would back off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlSakwP_5zI/AAAAAAAAHw4/7I1aFmw3wwA/s1600-h/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356075813068334898" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlSakwP_5zI/AAAAAAAAHw4/7I1aFmw3wwA/s320/025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; But get right back in there to make sure she did not give her love away. Reminds me so very much of a cat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25824562-451892641830109346?l=alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/451892641830109346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/451892641830109346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com/2009/07/mini-and-puppies.html' title='Mini and the puppies'/><author><name>Dennis, Rose and our Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339885644317359515</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/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlSalvSvY2I/AAAAAAAAHxI/LkjFOWNJMOU/s72-c/023.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25824562.post-67583019197593964</id><published>2009-07-08T08:01:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T08:07:46.914-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cabin'/><title type='text'>Hanging out by the fire</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlSZJDjyLjI/AAAAAAAAHww/GSkzn94ZYyo/s1600-h/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356074237703630386" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlSZJDjyLjI/AAAAAAAAHww/GSkzn94ZYyo/s320/020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We burned a lot and I mean a lot of brush this weekend. You know what though? We have a lot more to burn. We have quite a few trees down that need cleaned up. Pine trees. That have a lot of pitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlSZI0vr-fI/AAAAAAAAHwo/3KXJtbGmgt4/s1600-h/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356074233727023602" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlSZI0vr-fI/AAAAAAAAHwo/3KXJtbGmgt4/s320/021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was a tough job but we all did it. Burned wood and sat by the fire. We talked and drank some beer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlSZIa8ycmI/AAAAAAAAHwg/CsBGPXpa0DQ/s1600-h/022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356074226802651746" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlSZIa8ycmI/AAAAAAAAHwg/CsBGPXpa0DQ/s320/022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Had some hotdogs and brats. And cuddled up with our uncles too. You would think keeping that fire going 24/7 for that many days the brush pile would go down. It does not. It just gets added back. The woods look a lot better down there though. It is getting cleaned up.  I guess this mean another trip up to work on burning more wood. I Love that job!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25824562-67583019197593964?l=alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/67583019197593964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/67583019197593964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com/2009/07/hanging-out-by-fire.html' title='Hanging out by the fire'/><author><name>Dennis, Rose and our Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339885644317359515</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/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlSZJDjyLjI/AAAAAAAAHww/GSkzn94ZYyo/s72-c/020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25824562.post-8608821919959532489</id><published>2009-07-07T10:12:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T10:23:25.953-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cabin'/><title type='text'>two boys fishing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlNmDbuz0MI/AAAAAAAAHwY/i_oeGrELDEY/s1600-h/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355736591043383490" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlNmDbuz0MI/AAAAAAAAHwY/i_oeGrELDEY/s320/018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Is there anything more beautiful then 2 little boys learning to fish?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlNmDKvTFuI/AAAAAAAAHwQ/LXB77OvEKx4/s1600-h/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355736586482030306" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlNmDKvTFuI/AAAAAAAAHwQ/LXB77OvEKx4/s320/019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Matthew was helping put on worms. He learned to take off his fish. But the funniest part of this is right after this picture. Ian stepped back and went in the water. I lifted him out and then fished his shoe out of the water.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then took him up and got him dry. And you know it did not phase him. He and Matthew went back to fishing.&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/25824562-8608821919959532489?l=alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/8608821919959532489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/8608821919959532489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com/2009/07/two-boys-fishing.html' title='two boys fishing'/><author><name>Dennis, Rose and our Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339885644317359515</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/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlNmDbuz0MI/AAAAAAAAHwY/i_oeGrELDEY/s72-c/018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25824562.post-4269356377289463162</id><published>2009-07-07T09:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T10:11:37.663-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mini'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cabin'/><title type='text'>Good times at the cabin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlNhYB-BfAI/AAAAAAAAHwI/HoP7bYx2mA8/s1600-h/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355731447346985986" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlNhYB-BfAI/AAAAAAAAHwI/HoP7bYx2mA8/s320/014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am not saying she has a lot of people wrapped around her little finger but man she does seem to have it in with a lot of people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlNhX2WC3XI/AAAAAAAAHwA/KV5vXjeMteU/s1600-h/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355731444226514290" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlNhX2WC3XI/AAAAAAAAHwA/KV5vXjeMteU/s320/015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Peter made her a hot dog at 10pm and she had to put on her shades because the fire was so bright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlNhXQ7h9OI/AAAAAAAAHv4/PN7PD8uzweY/s1600-h/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355731434183193826" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlNhXQ7h9OI/AAAAAAAAHv4/PN7PD8uzweY/s320/016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A lunar moth was at the cabin this weekend. I had not seen one in years. And when you do see them they tend to be on the cabin this was on the fish cleaning house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlNhXMOYeRI/AAAAAAAAHvw/7Bw7AbohIG8/s1600-h/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355731432920086802" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlNhXMOYeRI/AAAAAAAAHvw/7Bw7AbohIG8/s320/017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Fishing was good. Some days really bad but mostly good. Roger caught this 9 lb Northern. Though I claim 1/2 it was my rod he used.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/25824562-4269356377289463162?l=alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/4269356377289463162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/4269356377289463162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com/2009/07/good-times-at-cabin.html' title='Good times at the cabin'/><author><name>Dennis, Rose and our Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339885644317359515</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/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlNhYB-BfAI/AAAAAAAAHwI/HoP7bYx2mA8/s72-c/014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25824562.post-3741855450241623041</id><published>2009-07-07T09:12:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T09:50:48.701-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dennis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cabin'/><title type='text'>Cabin bound</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlNYQGiFwwI/AAAAAAAAHvo/88HK0g3vyoo/s1600-h/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355721415528399618" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlNYQGiFwwI/AAAAAAAAHvo/88HK0g3vyoo/s320/011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The great man who rode up there with me. We took a detour and went to see Jim and Kay on the way up to the cabin so it got late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlNYP0BsaNI/AAAAAAAAHvg/Q3VWzDpkLqY/s1600-h/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355721410560682194" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlNYP0BsaNI/AAAAAAAAHvg/Q3VWzDpkLqY/s320/012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; But Mini walked out of the cabin at 4:30am looking for me. I jumped out of bed tucked her in with Dennis and I so I could not lose her. And then I got up. I could no longer sleep for my mind was all over the place wondering what would happpen if I had not heard her. Little girl in undies walking the woods. Not just the bites she would get but those woods are big and it is hard to find little people in there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I went out and lit a fire. I made coffee and drank it out by the fire. And that fire stayed lit until at least Sunday night. And it calmed me down and Mini and Dennis slept in and then her and I took a nap later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlNYPc4IdXI/AAAAAAAAHvY/nToOz24sqYE/s1600-h/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355721404346561906" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlNYPc4IdXI/AAAAAAAAHvY/nToOz24sqYE/s320/013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Twitch made himself right at home and did not care where he laid just laid and took a lot of naps. Imagine that!&lt;br /&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/25824562-3741855450241623041?l=alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/3741855450241623041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/3741855450241623041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com/2009/07/cabin-bound.html' title='Cabin bound'/><author><name>Dennis, Rose and our Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339885644317359515</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/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlNYQGiFwwI/AAAAAAAAHvo/88HK0g3vyoo/s72-c/011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25824562.post-8656611205112106133</id><published>2009-07-07T09:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T09:12:35.313-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cabin'/><title type='text'>Guess what is in this picture?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlNXM88VuDI/AAAAAAAAHvQ/SBZI55CnBv8/s1600-h/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355720261902907442" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlNXM88VuDI/AAAAAAAAHvQ/SBZI55CnBv8/s320/010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; While we drove into Grand Rapids, MN on Wednesday evening I saw something. Could it be? Yes that is the oscar meyer weiner mobile. Dennis got out the camera but way too late. you can see the hotdog top by the sign that is it. He wanted me to turn around. that is not happening here my friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we saw it again. I do not know how many times htis makes for us. But 4 for sure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25824562-8656611205112106133?l=alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/8656611205112106133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/8656611205112106133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com/2009/07/guess-what-is-in-this-picture.html' title='Guess what is in this picture?'/><author><name>Dennis, Rose and our Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339885644317359515</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/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlNXM88VuDI/AAAAAAAAHvQ/SBZI55CnBv8/s72-c/010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25824562.post-413824946095991414</id><published>2009-07-07T08:54:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T08:59:48.603-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Matthew'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stephen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mini'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Samantha'/><title type='text'>going bowling</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlNT-b9UnOI/AAAAAAAAHuo/h2jVnR4Q7SQ/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355716713995607266" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlNT-b9UnOI/AAAAAAAAHuo/h2jVnR4Q7SQ/s320/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Man does she not look thrilled?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlNT-CtMalI/AAAAAAAAHug/l46p4lSM3rU/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355716707217074770" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlNT-CtMalI/AAAAAAAAHug/l46p4lSM3rU/s320/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He is happy to be throwing a ball down the lane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlNT93WH6pI/AAAAAAAAHuY/L3xEp-he3Y0/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355716704167520914" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlNT93WH6pI/AAAAAAAAHuY/L3xEp-he3Y0/s320/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I took the kids and Julie brought her kids plus some to play a few games of bowling with us. We bought the kids a pass so they can bowl 2 games a day for the next few months. And I plan to us it a lot. The kids love to go and I get top sit and visit with other people. Well and help Mini get the ball downt he lane sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlNT9pu9cQI/AAAAAAAAHuQ/OBVhDcn8ZwU/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355716700513595650" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlNT9pu9cQI/AAAAAAAAHuQ/OBVhDcn8ZwU/s320/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We even fed the kids pizza while there. They had a blast and they got to play with friends. I think I may take them again today after I get my shirts done that I will be getting picked up tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/25824562-413824946095991414?l=alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/413824946095991414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/413824946095991414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com/2009/07/going-bowling.html' title='going bowling'/><author><name>Dennis, Rose and our Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339885644317359515</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/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlNT-b9UnOI/AAAAAAAAHuo/h2jVnR4Q7SQ/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25824562.post-3900941401473216081</id><published>2009-07-06T12:11:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T12:15:33.617-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Matthew'/><title type='text'>Sleeping on the top bunk</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlIwQzRj8rI/AAAAAAAAHuI/tRIUxAKgcaE/s1600-h/051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355395972096848562" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlIwQzRj8rI/AAAAAAAAHuI/tRIUxAKgcaE/s320/051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Matthew talked Stephen into letting him sleep on the top bunk here at home last week. He slept on the pillow all curled up happy as could be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also slept on top bunk at the cabin he fell out and got a black eye. But still slept in there the next night. He loves top bunk. And anytime Stephen is gone he slips up there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25824562-3900941401473216081?l=alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/3900941401473216081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/3900941401473216081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com/2009/07/sleeping-on-top-bunk.html' title='Sleeping on the top bunk'/><author><name>Dennis, Rose and our Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339885644317359515</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/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlIwQzRj8rI/AAAAAAAAHuI/tRIUxAKgcaE/s72-c/051.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25824562.post-836994305508259110</id><published>2009-07-06T12:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T12:11:00.907-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dennis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mini'/><title type='text'>Our Anniversary</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlIuORlFcwI/AAAAAAAAHuA/EgLgLEw57fI/s1600-h/050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355393729668936450" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlIuORlFcwI/AAAAAAAAHuA/EgLgLEw57fI/s320/050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; For our anniversary, Mini and I went and got my tire fixed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlIuNTtMK2I/AAAAAAAAHt4/aZsdRhFS_XA/s1600-h/049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355393713059933026" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlIuNTtMK2I/AAAAAAAAHt4/aZsdRhFS_XA/s320/049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We went out for breakfast while we hung out and waited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlIuNGhfJTI/AAAAAAAAHtw/DAhXnwwxF9E/s1600-h/048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355393709521184050" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlIuNGhfJTI/AAAAAAAAHtw/DAhXnwwxF9E/s320/048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And then Dennis took me to dinner that night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlIuMkO8HaI/AAAAAAAAHto/lFuS0_ouJAs/s1600-h/047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355393700316585378" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlIuMkO8HaI/AAAAAAAAHto/lFuS0_ouJAs/s320/047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am sure he loved every minute of it. It is the first year in a while that we celebrated with no one being sick. So maybe he was just excited no kids or none of us were puking not sure. Or maybe after 13 years of being married to me he has finally lost his mind and just does not seem to know life is hard! LOL Love you honey and happy anniversary like a whole week late! I know I will never keep this thingup todate. This blog is always a week behind it seems.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I should work on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/25824562-836994305508259110?l=alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/836994305508259110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/836994305508259110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com/2009/07/our-anniversary.html' title='Our Anniversary'/><author><name>Dennis, Rose and our Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339885644317359515</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/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlIuORlFcwI/AAAAAAAAHuA/EgLgLEw57fI/s72-c/050.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25824562.post-8456696888444050704</id><published>2009-07-06T11:49:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T12:00:28.623-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rose'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mini'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Becky's Grad party</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlIsCWQwfeI/AAAAAAAAHtg/oYu6XHHGdRI/s1600-h/046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355391325744168418" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlIsCWQwfeI/AAAAAAAAHtg/oYu6XHHGdRI/s320/046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mini and I hung out at Becky's grad party and played cards with Nancy and Kay, Dennis and Larry. I got to talk to a lot of people I had not seen in a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlIsCBp_67I/AAAAAAAAHtY/7ZsR2jziGwI/s1600-h/037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355391320212892594" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlIsCBp_67I/AAAAAAAAHtY/7ZsR2jziGwI/s320/037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mini of course hung out with kristie some. She loves her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlIsB0HUJJI/AAAAAAAAHtQ/xZetAFcnsXM/s1600-h/036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355391316577756306" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlIsB0HUJJI/AAAAAAAAHtQ/xZetAFcnsXM/s320/036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jim was trying to take a nice shot of us girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlIsBnlPpkI/AAAAAAAAHtI/A3OBvrKVgaQ/s1600-h/035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355391313213630018" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlIsBnlPpkI/AAAAAAAAHtI/A3OBvrKVgaQ/s320/035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And we were all laughing at him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlIsBMCeHXI/AAAAAAAAHtA/L9_a9fK7SMQ/s1600-h/034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355391305820020082" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlIsBMCeHXI/AAAAAAAAHtA/L9_a9fK7SMQ/s320/034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I got to sit and visit with Judy aka Clara she is doing good and still doing chemo. Mini chased a girl around with a toad. She was afraid of it. Mini was trying to show her they are not scarey. The girl was 35 years old. She was not buying into it. The other 3 not in pictures. Yea they stayed outside and got rained on. Every kid had to pee when it started down pouring. Every kid had to pee again as soon as it started raining again later. And mud puddles were jumped in. We had a really good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25824562-8456696888444050704?l=alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/8456696888444050704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/8456696888444050704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com/2009/07/beckys-grad-party.html' title='Becky&apos;s Grad party'/><author><name>Dennis, Rose and our Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339885644317359515</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/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SlIsCWQwfeI/AAAAAAAAHtg/oYu6XHHGdRI/s72-c/046.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25824562.post-688633856192744735</id><published>2009-06-30T19:48:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T19:52:32.254-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mini'/><title type='text'>Going shopping for groceries</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/Skqyt96-hxI/AAAAAAAAHsA/81Xru5G82lk/s1600-h/024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353287609869043474" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/Skqyt96-hxI/AAAAAAAAHsA/81Xru5G82lk/s320/024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mini had to come with me grocery shopping. Mom can not go alone you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkqytksMirI/AAAAAAAAHr4/WyP6xx8Ulpg/s1600-h/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353287603096160946" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkqytksMirI/AAAAAAAAHr4/WyP6xx8Ulpg/s320/025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She had to wear her flip flops like mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkqytcU14dI/AAAAAAAAHrw/uJVYvpeiNqg/s1600-h/026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353287600850723282" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkqytcU14dI/AAAAAAAAHrw/uJVYvpeiNqg/s320/026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She would only put in her cart the food she liked. And she was showing off how she can drive while eatign her cookie. Little smarty pants that she is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25824562-688633856192744735?l=alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/688633856192744735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/688633856192744735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com/2009/06/going-shopping-for-groceries.html' title='Going shopping for groceries'/><author><name>Dennis, Rose and our Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339885644317359515</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/_lMHoKTDdL1E/Skqyt96-hxI/AAAAAAAAHsA/81Xru5G82lk/s72-c/024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25824562.post-988894427767619732</id><published>2009-06-30T19:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T19:48:37.923-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mini'/><title type='text'>Mini's first boyfriend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkqyLfoUiAI/AAAAAAAAHro/APNm182Ilnk/s1600-h/022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353287017622177794" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkqyLfoUiAI/AAAAAAAAHro/APNm182Ilnk/s320/022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I do not know if Mitchell knows what to think of all this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkqyLEKKMsI/AAAAAAAAHrg/I47r2cUdgP8/s1600-h/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353287010247914178" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkqyLEKKMsI/AAAAAAAAHrg/I47r2cUdgP8/s320/021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; But Mini sure did. just climb on up and settle in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkqyKl5p8wI/AAAAAAAAHrY/e4MtjUI34fk/s1600-h/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353287002125628162" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkqyKl5p8wI/AAAAAAAAHrY/e4MtjUI34fk/s320/020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And then lay back and hang out. I think I am in trouble with mittle miss flirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25824562-988894427767619732?l=alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/988894427767619732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/988894427767619732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com/2009/06/minis-first-boyfriend.html' title='Mini&apos;s first boyfriend'/><author><name>Dennis, Rose and our Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339885644317359515</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/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkqyLfoUiAI/AAAAAAAAHro/APNm182Ilnk/s72-c/022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25824562.post-5101640989259944908</id><published>2009-06-30T19:43:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T19:46:14.162-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Matthew'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dennis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Puppy'/><title type='text'>My boys</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkqxN8QZwZI/AAAAAAAAHrQ/qHIRhaCHR2Y/s1600-h/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353285960154595730" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkqxN8QZwZI/AAAAAAAAHrQ/qHIRhaCHR2Y/s320/018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; While Stephen was at camp for a week all I had were these boys. I gave Twitch a bath and Matthew climbed up on Dennis to be with the puppy. I was busy watching little girls. And sewing. I need to get started on getting ready for my craft shows this fall. If you know of any around me let me know. I want to sign up for a few more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was missing my Stephen though. Not being able to call or him call us was hard. A whole weekw ith no contact is hard to do. It got us ready for this fall though when they do this for school. they leave for a week. We will miss him then too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25824562-5101640989259944908?l=alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/5101640989259944908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/5101640989259944908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-boys.html' title='My boys'/><author><name>Dennis, Rose and our Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339885644317359515</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/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkqxN8QZwZI/AAAAAAAAHrQ/qHIRhaCHR2Y/s72-c/018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25824562.post-3344535239690202192</id><published>2009-06-30T19:18:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T19:42:21.159-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Samantha'/><title type='text'>Girls just wanna have fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkquIPKMAyI/AAAAAAAAHrI/gTJ4qf3BoLU/s1600-h/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353282563614704418" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkquIPKMAyI/AAAAAAAAHrI/gTJ4qf3BoLU/s320/017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The girls watched a movie at bedtime. they were tired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkquH3OSzbI/AAAAAAAAHrA/B67R3IlXDoQ/s1600-h/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353282557189475762" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkquH3OSzbI/AAAAAAAAHrA/B67R3IlXDoQ/s320/016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So was Mini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkquHhwdAiI/AAAAAAAAHq4/uxSOgRZwGCU/s1600-h/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353282551427170850" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkquHhwdAiI/AAAAAAAAHq4/uxSOgRZwGCU/s320/015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They sang, they ran in the sprinklers twice. They ate a lot of fruit and chips and veggies. carrots with peanut butter was a hit. Yuck is all I can say on that one. But they played hard and slept in the next morning. Before res&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;uming&lt;/span&gt; their singing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;career's&lt;/span&gt;. And if it works there is a sample below for you to listen to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-71d8503c7fe93af0" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D71d8503c7fe93af0%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331051529%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D570A95B1FF8BA57E9C3565641C435F681EC2D7CF.22FB7BC00CF410964032EEB27FE573CBECF99BA6%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D71d8503c7fe93af0%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DjYhQlcS2haCU8b7TpJdOs_V6Oj8&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D71d8503c7fe93af0%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331051529%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D570A95B1FF8BA57E9C3565641C435F681EC2D7CF.22FB7BC00CF410964032EEB27FE573CBECF99BA6%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D71d8503c7fe93af0%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DjYhQlcS2haCU8b7TpJdOs_V6Oj8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25824562-3344535239690202192?l=alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=71d8503c7fe93af0&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/3344535239690202192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/3344535239690202192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com/2009/06/girls-just-wanna-have-fun.html' title='Girls just wanna have fun'/><author><name>Dennis, Rose and our Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339885644317359515</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/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkquIPKMAyI/AAAAAAAAHrI/gTJ4qf3BoLU/s72-c/017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25824562.post-3727807218507651626</id><published>2009-06-30T19:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T19:18:30.115-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Samantha'/><title type='text'>Surprise Samantha!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkqqXQULWZI/AAAAAAAAHqw/Uh_u_j2s9hY/s1600-h/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353278423576566162" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkqqXQULWZI/AAAAAAAAHqw/Uh_u_j2s9hY/s320/014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Opening gifts from friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkqqWzaS3yI/AAAAAAAAHqo/MPN2VAl8Wy4/s1600-h/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353278415817596706" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkqqWzaS3yI/AAAAAAAAHqo/MPN2VAl8Wy4/s320/013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She got another webkinz she loves those things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkqqWs8Z8ZI/AAAAAAAAHqg/mcWCXudz63Y/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353278414081618322" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkqqWs8Z8ZI/AAAAAAAAHqg/mcWCXudz63Y/s320/009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Checking out the candles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkqqWcwsYzI/AAAAAAAAHqY/IzDFXj-btqw/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353278409737528114" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkqqWcwsYzI/AAAAAAAAHqY/IzDFXj-btqw/s320/008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Julie made cookie cakes for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkqqV9fVhnI/AAAAAAAAHqQ/oWngTATRtxo/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353278401343227506" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkqqV9fVhnI/AAAAAAAAHqQ/oWngTATRtxo/s320/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thank you Julie! It helped me a lot!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tia kept Samantha away for a few hours and brought her home at 3:15pm. I hade 4 little girls here. And they played really well together. Loud but I laughed a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/25824562-3727807218507651626?l=alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/3727807218507651626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/3727807218507651626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com/2009/06/surprise-samantha.html' title='Surprise Samantha!'/><author><name>Dennis, Rose and our Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339885644317359515</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/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkqqXQULWZI/AAAAAAAAHqw/Uh_u_j2s9hY/s72-c/014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25824562.post-4698520280964500895</id><published>2009-06-30T19:03:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T19:09:45.174-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Matthew'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dennis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mini'/><title type='text'>A shopping we will go</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkqoLbV2O-I/AAAAAAAAHqI/FNWuV1rwyn4/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353276021354675170" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkqoLbV2O-I/AAAAAAAAHqI/FNWuV1rwyn4/s320/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Matthew pushed the cart for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkqoLMwhPZI/AAAAAAAAHqA/ntTiLleWEn4/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353276017440013714" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkqoLMwhPZI/AAAAAAAAHqA/ntTiLleWEn4/s320/005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mini rode in my cart and drove the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went shopping for a surprise party I was having for Samantha. Yes I know her birthday was months ago. But her birthday had a lot to be desired for a little girl who turned 10. Matthew had just got out form Children's. Matthew also had his tonsils out on her birthday. When she got up for the day Dennis and I were not there to say happy birthday. She could not have even one friend over because Matthew was having a hard time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No this is nto the end of the world. And really one bad birthday in the mix of things is not the end of my world either. But for 10 year old little girls it is almost the end of said world. Did it teach her anything that sometimes life sucks. No but I wanted her to know her birthday is special to me no matter what. And really the boys partys are being delayed htis year too. Stephen was at camp. And Samantha's was the day before Matthew's birthday. I will get them all caught up. Just give me time.&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/25824562-4698520280964500895?l=alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/4698520280964500895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/4698520280964500895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com/2009/06/shopping-we-will-go.html' title='A shopping we will go'/><author><name>Dennis, Rose and our Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339885644317359515</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/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkqoLbV2O-I/AAAAAAAAHqI/FNWuV1rwyn4/s72-c/006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25824562.post-3374785494446592434</id><published>2009-06-30T07:26:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T07:34:19.190-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stephen'/><title type='text'>Happy Belated birthday Stephen</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkoE_43XqwI/AAAAAAAAHp4/C9Jr_X6MUiU/s1600-h/Stephen+ready+for+bed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353096602726148866" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkoE_43XqwI/AAAAAAAAHp4/C9Jr_X6MUiU/s320/Stephen+ready+for+bed.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Stephen you turned 12 years old Sat. How did it happen? You have grown from this tiny little baby into this young man. Each year I expect you not to like me anymore. But you do. You hang out with me and you laugh with me. You make me laugh and you make me cry. I will never forget how small you were. And now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkoE_rQi1NI/AAAAAAAAHpw/HDVxYcS9Tg8/s1600-h/094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353096599073641682" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkoE_rQi1NI/AAAAAAAAHpw/HDVxYcS9Tg8/s320/094.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Now you have grown oh so much! You are in boy scouts and loving it, You seem so grown up when you go off and camp. Yet you are my little boy no matter what. You stand at 5 feet 3 inches and are 115 pounds. You wear a size 12 mens shoe. You will pass me up anytime in height. You passed Dad up years ago with your shoe size. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What am I to do with you? I will just keep loving you. And hope you never hit the teen years where you do not like me so very much. Because I know it will break my heart. Love you baby!&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/25824562-3374785494446592434?l=alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/3374785494446592434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/3374785494446592434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-belated-birthday-stephen.html' title='Happy Belated birthday Stephen'/><author><name>Dennis, Rose and our Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339885644317359515</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/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkoE_43XqwI/AAAAAAAAHp4/C9Jr_X6MUiU/s72-c/Stephen+ready+for+bed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25824562.post-5277006721700786414</id><published>2009-06-30T06:45:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T07:00:23.179-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramblings'/><title type='text'>time for catch up</title><content type='html'>We have been running as always here. I am going to play catch up today and tomorrow. And then we are off to the cabin for 4 day with Mom and Dad and family. Dennis has time off and we plan on spending it all together. I need to get groceries yet. I need to get things done. Like laundry and all that fun stuff. Packing is on my list of honey dos. My list is getting longer by the minute, but I know with 2 days I can do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was shot with a trip to get my tire fixed as I hit a nail. it took 2 hours. The a trip to St Cloud to get my machine looked at. It is working great and is running already this morning. Then back home for dinner with Dennis last night for our Anniversery. So today is catch up on the blog and catch up here at home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25824562-5277006721700786414?l=alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/5277006721700786414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/5277006721700786414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com/2009/06/time-for-catch-up.html' title='time for catch up'/><author><name>Dennis, Rose and our Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339885644317359515</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25824562.post-8534671952441127361</id><published>2009-06-26T21:56:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T22:02:34.420-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stephen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boy scouts'/><title type='text'>Getting ready to leave</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkWK-wrkA0I/AAAAAAAAHpI/rkpSnErHBXE/s1600-h/090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351836543023842114" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkWK-wrkA0I/AAAAAAAAHpI/rkpSnErHBXE/s320/090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This group of young boys went off to Many point for 1 week, Sunday to Saturday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkWK-tug-WI/AAAAAAAAHpA/XOr9xp4CLTg/s1600-h/091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351836542230919522" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkWK-tug-WI/AAAAAAAAHpA/XOr9xp4CLTg/s320/091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Trying to get them to stand still for a picture?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkWK-Zu7TqI/AAAAAAAAHo4/zeJEg6VsT-g/s1600-h/092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351836536863936162" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkWK-Zu7TqI/AAAAAAAAHo4/zeJEg6VsT-g/s320/092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Almost impossible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkWK-Iq3mYI/AAAAAAAAHow/VCY6jbDVE2k/s1600-h/093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351836532283513218" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkWK-Iq3mYI/AAAAAAAAHow/VCY6jbDVE2k/s320/093.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; But after people just kept taking them to get a good one. they stopped moving a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkWK9lYONEI/AAAAAAAAHoo/Xte28kpXp48/s1600-h/094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351836522810061890" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkWK9lYONEI/AAAAAAAAHoo/Xte28kpXp48/s320/094.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Stephen headed off. I hope he is this happy when he returns. We miss him around here. Samantha even asked for him tonight. Mini asks al the time. Matthew wants his home yesterday. And Mom and Dad we hope he is having fun but we too want him home. I am interested to hear how his night in the woods went. He had to build a shelter and sleep in it one night. I know 2 of the boys got caught in a thunder storm. I am hoping that was not his night. Tomorrow at 2pm I will know. I am sure he will be doing some sleeping to catch up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25824562-8534671952441127361?l=alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/8534671952441127361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/8534671952441127361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com/2009/06/getting-ready-to-leave.html' title='Getting ready to leave'/><author><name>Dennis, Rose and our Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339885644317359515</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/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkWK-wrkA0I/AAAAAAAAHpI/rkpSnErHBXE/s72-c/090.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25824562.post-6965151117948120019</id><published>2009-06-26T21:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T21:56:08.498-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stephen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boy scouts'/><title type='text'>Off to Many Point</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkWJx7WyDJI/AAAAAAAAHog/qz9THsx4LOE/s1600-h/087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351835223039544466" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkWJx7WyDJI/AAAAAAAAHog/qz9THsx4LOE/s320/087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Does he look as nervous to you as he does to me? I think it had a lot to do with he was tired. I had let him stay up till 10:30pm the night before to play with cousins. But then 6am comes early!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkWJxi3SiXI/AAAAAAAAHoY/MnNoX2u8WKI/s1600-h/088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351835216465004914" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkWJxi3SiXI/AAAAAAAAHoY/MnNoX2u8WKI/s320/088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yea he was that tired. he slept the whole way back to Elk River. Hand in by Twitch and sound asleep. Yes I am that talented to take pictures while driving.  he looked so grown up in his uniform but so much a boy sleeping.&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/25824562-6965151117948120019?l=alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/6965151117948120019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/6965151117948120019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com/2009/06/off-to-many-point.html' title='Off to Many Point'/><author><name>Dennis, Rose and our Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339885644317359515</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/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkWJx7WyDJI/AAAAAAAAHog/qz9THsx4LOE/s72-c/087.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25824562.post-4004681714932607520</id><published>2009-06-26T21:50:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T21:52:41.985-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mini'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grandpa&apos;s farm'/><title type='text'>But I have to pee!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkWJKLW7n1I/AAAAAAAAHoQ/SlC0FDjw1LY/s1600-h/085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351834540140371794" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkWJKLW7n1I/AAAAAAAAHoQ/SlC0FDjw1LY/s320/085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have another picture after she tried to pee by a woodpile but it has a bear butt. So it will not be posted here. Needless to say she can not pee outside. LOL Poor thing had to get all new pants on. But we were sleeping in a tent and the house was not an option by this point!&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/25824562-4004681714932607520?l=alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/4004681714932607520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/4004681714932607520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com/2009/06/but-i-have-to-pee.html' title='But I have to pee!'/><author><name>Dennis, Rose and our Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339885644317359515</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/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkWJKLW7n1I/AAAAAAAAHoQ/SlC0FDjw1LY/s72-c/085.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25824562.post-157111424017373793</id><published>2009-06-26T21:24:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T21:26:59.484-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dennis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grandpa&apos;s farm'/><title type='text'>what is going on?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkWDNOZjOiI/AAAAAAAAHoI/y_AbZ1wCSCs/s1600-h/084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351827995426503202" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkWDNOZjOiI/AAAAAAAAHoI/y_AbZ1wCSCs/s320/084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkWDMw0zboI/AAAAAAAAHoA/O0N7OH3IrRU/s1600-h/083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351827987487747714" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkWDMw0zboI/AAAAAAAAHoA/O0N7OH3IrRU/s320/083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I asked got no answer. Dennis is not sure how it started but boys rough housing is all fun and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;games until one of you falls into a fire. Notice on the top shot ow close they are to the dirt that is around the fire ring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They laughed the whole time and they laughed afterward so it was fine but strange people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25824562-157111424017373793?l=alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/157111424017373793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/157111424017373793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-is-going-on.html' title='what is going on?'/><author><name>Dennis, Rose and our Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339885644317359515</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/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkWDNOZjOiI/AAAAAAAAHoI/y_AbZ1wCSCs/s72-c/084.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25824562.post-108830317778377188</id><published>2009-06-26T21:18:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T21:22:09.207-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kristie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mini'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grandpa&apos;s farm'/><title type='text'>Kristie and Mini</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkWCC6VjOfI/AAAAAAAAHn4/OIOQTPJXAhU/s1600-h/075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351826718730697202" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkWCC6VjOfI/AAAAAAAAHn4/OIOQTPJXAhU/s320/075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sitting so nice with Kristie. (yes she makes the rounds)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkWCCkeL7yI/AAAAAAAAHnw/G6Z6Le-yQDg/s1600-h/076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351826712861339426" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkWCCkeL7yI/AAAAAAAAHnw/G6Z6Le-yQDg/s320/076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hey she is my Godmother stay away Mom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkWCCO5yl3I/AAAAAAAAHno/3JgUln-3CJ0/s1600-h/077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351826707071539058" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkWCCO5yl3I/AAAAAAAAHno/3JgUln-3CJ0/s320/077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; oh love on her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkWCB5l_7LI/AAAAAAAAHng/sJCz07bHRV4/s1600-h/078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351826701351382194" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkWCB5l_7LI/AAAAAAAAHng/sJCz07bHRV4/s320/078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So sweet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkWCBsNqblI/AAAAAAAAHnY/x_8us4Fwaz0/s1600-h/079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351826697759649362" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkWCBsNqblI/AAAAAAAAHnY/x_8us4Fwaz0/s320/079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; oh the love is given back! Lucky girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25824562-108830317778377188?l=alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/108830317778377188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/108830317778377188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com/2009/06/kristie-and-mini.html' title='Kristie and Mini'/><author><name>Dennis, Rose and our Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339885644317359515</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/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkWCC6VjOfI/AAAAAAAAHn4/OIOQTPJXAhU/s72-c/075.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25824562.post-2549354445555983531</id><published>2009-06-26T21:15:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T21:22:46.384-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mini'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grandpa&apos;s farm'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peter'/><title type='text'>Peter and Mini</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkWBIJqd8SI/AAAAAAAAHnQ/wtJD60vru-M/s1600-h/074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351825709232681250" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkWBIJqd8SI/AAAAAAAAHnQ/wtJD60vru-M/s320/074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mini is a giver of love. Anyone who will hold her and cuddle with her is soon a receipient of her love. Peter got in on the action at the fire to. Well that and he made her a hot dog. Really who can blame a girl when he made her food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkWBH2DwL0I/AAAAAAAAHnI/nDmnqkSDs54/s1600-h/073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351825703970025282" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkWBH2DwL0I/AAAAAAAAHnI/nDmnqkSDs54/s320/073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So she filled him in on life. I am sure he learned a great many things from my Mini&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/25824562-2549354445555983531?l=alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/2549354445555983531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/2549354445555983531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com/2009/06/peter-and-mini.html' title='Peter and Mini'/><author><name>Dennis, Rose and our Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339885644317359515</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/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkWBIJqd8SI/AAAAAAAAHnQ/wtJD60vru-M/s72-c/074.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25824562.post-405182288428180348</id><published>2009-06-26T21:14:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T21:15:47.614-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dennis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rose'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grandpa&apos;s farm'/><title type='text'>Dennis and I</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkWAqudYapI/AAAAAAAAHnA/EdcOe0Ue7sQ/s1600-h/072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351825203713829522" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkWAqudYapI/AAAAAAAAHnA/EdcOe0Ue7sQ/s320/072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Notice the bug trying to eat me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkWAqd8bd9I/AAAAAAAAHm4/N6jNYtX-PhE/s1600-h/071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351825199280650194" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkWAqd8bd9I/AAAAAAAAHm4/N6jNYtX-PhE/s320/071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a lot of fun at the farm last weekend. And we are headed back again this weekend for Becky's grad party so I figure I best get caught up here on pictures. &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/25824562-405182288428180348?l=alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/405182288428180348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/405182288428180348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com/2009/06/dennis-and-i.html' title='Dennis and I'/><author><name>Dennis, Rose and our Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339885644317359515</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/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkWAqudYapI/AAAAAAAAHnA/EdcOe0Ue7sQ/s72-c/072.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25824562.post-8790787278644939176</id><published>2009-06-26T21:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T21:14:01.526-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grandpa&apos;s farm'/><title type='text'>water spots?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkV__OUdVeI/AAAAAAAAHmw/qlCLBe6sLd0/s1600-h/067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351824456352093666" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkV__OUdVeI/AAAAAAAAHmw/qlCLBe6sLd0/s320/067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Notice how clear the picture is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkV_-43tbDI/AAAAAAAAHmo/-oXtzSc-f4M/s1600-h/068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351824450594368562" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkV_-43tbDI/AAAAAAAAHmo/-oXtzSc-f4M/s320/068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Later I took a shot and I thought how did I get water spots on my camera? Those are not water spots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkV_-h4jLRI/AAAAAAAAHmg/MzkrMUaAeTw/s1600-h/069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351824444423875858" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkV_-h4jLRI/AAAAAAAAHmg/MzkrMUaAeTw/s320/069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They are bugs falling from the sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkV_-TG6QQI/AAAAAAAAHmY/gtwnie80uLE/s1600-h/070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351824440457576706" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkV_-TG6QQI/AAAAAAAAHmY/gtwnie80uLE/s320/070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Because the boys had the fire hot enough it was burning off their wings. Best bug repellant I have seen. Though sitting down you had bug raining onto you and into your drink. You had to guard the top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/25824562-8790787278644939176?l=alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/8790787278644939176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/8790787278644939176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com/2009/06/water-spots.html' title='water spots?'/><author><name>Dennis, Rose and our Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339885644317359515</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/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkV__OUdVeI/AAAAAAAAHmw/qlCLBe6sLd0/s72-c/067.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25824562.post-7106285914346010984</id><published>2009-06-26T21:05:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T21:09:44.266-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grandpa&apos;s farm'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grandma'/><title type='text'>Family shots</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkV_YcSq4UI/AAAAAAAAHmQ/kR_Xbvy2PFo/s1600-h/055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351823790087790914" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkV_YcSq4UI/AAAAAAAAHmQ/kR_Xbvy2PFo/s320/055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkV_YHEH9fI/AAAAAAAAHmI/Qb37B4H5HpM/s1600-h/056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351823784389637618" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkV_YHEH9fI/AAAAAAAAHmI/Qb37B4H5HpM/s320/056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkV_X8WbKnI/AAAAAAAAHmA/aa4-LyRm5Sg/s1600-h/057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351823781513603698" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkV_X8WbKnI/AAAAAAAAHmA/aa4-LyRm5Sg/s320/057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkV_XRCfhNI/AAAAAAAAHl4/2usMtcE0294/s1600-h/058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351823769887278290" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkV_XRCfhNI/AAAAAAAAHl4/2usMtcE0294/s320/058.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkV_XODgELI/AAAAAAAAHlw/KQ-thvC6gTI/s1600-h/059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351823769086202034" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkV_XODgELI/AAAAAAAAHlw/KQ-thvC6gTI/s320/059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I took some shots of Mom and Dad and Nancy and Larry. And then Shelly took some of all us kids who were home to. &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/25824562-7106285914346010984?l=alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/7106285914346010984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/7106285914346010984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com/2009/06/family-shots.html' title='Family shots'/><author><name>Dennis, Rose and our Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339885644317359515</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/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkV_YcSq4UI/AAAAAAAAHmQ/kR_Xbvy2PFo/s72-c/055.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25824562.post-7914612183571867040</id><published>2009-06-26T08:18:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T08:33:36.401-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Matthew'/><title type='text'>Happy day late Birthday Matthew!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkTMgjsZVzI/AAAAAAAAHlo/kU9u5cjVHq0/s1600-h/Matthew+first+bath3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351627116932323122" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkTMgjsZVzI/AAAAAAAAHlo/kU9u5cjVHq0/s320/Matthew+first+bath3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkTMgTKcBUI/AAAAAAAAHlg/yYkqs7jts1Q/s1600-h/035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351627112494925122" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkTMgTKcBUI/AAAAAAAAHlg/yYkqs7jts1Q/s320/035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday Matthew turned *gasp* 6 years old. Can you imagine my son is 6 years old. The tiny little thing we brought home is 6 years old. He is getting big on us that is for sure. He rides bike with no training wheels. He is writing his own name. He is getting ready for kindergarten in the fall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He is in love with lizards and asks to go to the lizard farm almost daily. Which by the way is Grandpa Alexander's place. Yea he wants to go out catching more of the lizards we chased there. Though they only caught one. He loves bugs and crickets and you know anything that would make a Mom squirm. Like he loves when papa catches a mouse so he can have a pet. Thanks papa love you to!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He likes building things. He chalks my driveway uo and down. He also has figured out if you get it wet you can make a bigger mess. Or if you color over and over in the same spot you can get a lot of dust and the pick thatup and rub it all over yourself. He can beat me at games. Without even trying any more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He has had a year of hospital stays. Has had his tonsils out and really just had a rough winter. but you know what? You would never know it. He is a kid that does not let anything hold him back. Happy birthday my son. Mommy loves you!&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/25824562-7914612183571867040?l=alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/7914612183571867040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/7914612183571867040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-day-late-birthday-matthew.html' title='Happy day late Birthday Matthew!'/><author><name>Dennis, Rose and our Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339885644317359515</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/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkTMgjsZVzI/AAAAAAAAHlo/kU9u5cjVHq0/s72-c/Matthew+first+bath3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25824562.post-1922337612734018613</id><published>2009-06-24T18:17:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T18:18:37.586-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramblings'/><title type='text'>I am nuts</title><content type='html'>I have 3 little girls here right now with Samantha to celebrate her birthday from back in April. And they are singing into microphones loud! And I have no clue what they are supposed to be singing. But I laugh as they are so funny but OMG they sing bad!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25824562-1922337612734018613?l=alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/1922337612734018613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/1922337612734018613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-am-nuts.html' title='I am nuts'/><author><name>Dennis, Rose and our Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339885644317359515</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25824562.post-6821214811161142388</id><published>2009-06-24T11:26:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T11:32:13.729-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mini'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Larry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grandpa&apos;s farm'/><title type='text'>Funny People</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkJUYc_kpkI/AAAAAAAAHlY/R1xhcmrSI1U/s1600-h/049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350932086345999938" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkJUYc_kpkI/AAAAAAAAHlY/R1xhcmrSI1U/s320/049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So Larry posed with his second favorite girl. Look at that wink! Nancy you best watch out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkJUYLsv1UI/AAAAAAAAHlQ/ihQpiCp-vD4/s1600-h/050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350932081703638338" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkJUYLsv1UI/AAAAAAAAHlQ/ihQpiCp-vD4/s320/050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nancy thought she best seal it with a kiss quick. Before Mini moved in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkJUX6ly5BI/AAAAAAAAHlI/uqlcbSNR9Xs/s1600-h/051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350932077111075858" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkJUX6ly5BI/AAAAAAAAHlI/uqlcbSNR9Xs/s320/051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hand Check! Nancy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkJUXtRGAOI/AAAAAAAAHlA/S3RV5jffdcE/s1600-h/052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350932073534587106" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkJUXtRGAOI/AAAAAAAAHlA/S3RV5jffdcE/s320/052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And the real cake topper!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/25824562-6821214811161142388?l=alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/6821214811161142388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/6821214811161142388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com/2009/06/funny-people.html' title='Funny People'/><author><name>Dennis, Rose and our Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339885644317359515</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/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkJUYc_kpkI/AAAAAAAAHlY/R1xhcmrSI1U/s72-c/049.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25824562.post-3713385534788290354</id><published>2009-06-24T11:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T21:24:14.526-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mini'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Larry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grandpa&apos;s farm'/><title type='text'>Eating cake</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkJTi8x3IeI/AAAAAAAAHk4/u-0wvNdIkgc/s1600-h/045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350931167165489634" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkJTi8x3IeI/AAAAAAAAHk4/u-0wvNdIkgc/s320/045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So how do you get a little girl out of a shot? You get close&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkJTiq16N-I/AAAAAAAAHkw/oLocOeJ30nI/s1600-h/046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350931162350630882" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkJTiq16N-I/AAAAAAAAHkw/oLocOeJ30nI/s320/046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Closer then this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkJTiVLu0fI/AAAAAAAAHko/hW6K8k7l91g/s1600-h/047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350931156536578546" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkJTiVLu0fI/AAAAAAAAHko/hW6K8k7l91g/s320/047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh there you go she is out of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkJTh0DTo1I/AAAAAAAAHkg/yhrkslo8PA8/s1600-h/048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350931147642872658" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkJTh0DTo1I/AAAAAAAAHkg/yhrkslo8PA8/s320/048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; But stood there by Larry the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/25824562-3713385534788290354?l=alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/3713385534788290354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/3713385534788290354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com/2009/06/eating-cake.html' title='Eating cake'/><author><name>Dennis, Rose and our Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339885644317359515</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/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkJTi8x3IeI/AAAAAAAAHk4/u-0wvNdIkgc/s72-c/045.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25824562.post-6014853583285662326</id><published>2009-06-24T11:10:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T21:24:14.527-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mini'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Larry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grandpa&apos;s farm'/><title type='text'>you think she likes them?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkJQjyry36I/AAAAAAAAHkY/jd3HXgw-dlQ/s1600-h/040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350927883100676002" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkJQjyry36I/AAAAAAAAHkY/jd3HXgw-dlQ/s320/040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; See nice shot of Nancy and Larry right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkJQjU63TOI/AAAAAAAAHkQ/2uCVlVXkirU/s1600-h/041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350927875110816994" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkJQjU63TOI/AAAAAAAAHkQ/2uCVlVXkirU/s320/041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh look who is coming there in the back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkJQjNXSYOI/AAAAAAAAHkI/DBpiIuNG2Ng/s1600-h/042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350927873082548450" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkJQjNXSYOI/AAAAAAAAHkI/DBpiIuNG2Ng/s320/042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh what is happening here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkJQizShb_I/AAAAAAAAHkA/ad6_y-dQAlk/s1600-h/043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350927866083241970" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkJQizShb_I/AAAAAAAAHkA/ad6_y-dQAlk/s320/043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh my Larry is talking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkJQiiJwecI/AAAAAAAAHj4/vrLFt9RIEQI/s1600-h/044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350927861483076034" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkJQiiJwecI/AAAAAAAAHj4/vrLFt9RIEQI/s320/044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They are my people Mom get back! And Larry told me to leave her be! Silly Girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25824562-6014853583285662326?l=alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/6014853583285662326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/6014853583285662326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com/2009/06/you-think-she-likes-them.html' title='you think she likes them?'/><author><name>Dennis, Rose and our Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339885644317359515</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/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkJQjyry36I/AAAAAAAAHkY/jd3HXgw-dlQ/s72-c/040.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25824562.post-5083602928242134676</id><published>2009-06-24T11:06:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T21:24:14.527-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Larry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grandpa&apos;s farm'/><title type='text'>Nancy and Larry by the cake</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkJPp-F8jfI/AAAAAAAAHjw/J3yGdfiNnF0/s1600-h/039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350926889730739698" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkJPp-F8jfI/AAAAAAAAHjw/J3yGdfiNnF0/s320/039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I got Nancy and Larry to get together long enough for a few pictures. Good thing I got this one off as wait till you see the next series. There are not amny with them alone.&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/25824562-5083602928242134676?l=alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/5083602928242134676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/5083602928242134676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com/2009/06/nancy-and-larry-by-cake.html' title='Nancy and Larry by the cake'/><author><name>Dennis, Rose and our Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339885644317359515</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/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkJPp-F8jfI/AAAAAAAAHjw/J3yGdfiNnF0/s72-c/039.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25824562.post-5045702732537610894</id><published>2009-06-23T11:20:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T11:22:17.673-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grandpa&apos;s farm'/><title type='text'>The wedding cake</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkEBEy6g9MI/AAAAAAAAHjo/2KhOzpEzMAs/s1600-h/036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350559014191166658" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkEBEy6g9MI/AAAAAAAAHjo/2KhOzpEzMAs/s320/036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kristie ordered the cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkEBEsZtNcI/AAAAAAAAHjg/HDYKaCin3PM/s1600-h/037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350559012442944962" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkEBEsZtNcI/AAAAAAAAHjg/HDYKaCin3PM/s320/037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And got the topper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkEBEVenmuI/AAAAAAAAHjY/e0gKwod7lE0/s1600-h/038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350559006289533666" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkEBEVenmuI/AAAAAAAAHjY/e0gKwod7lE0/s320/038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; you have to love that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25824562-5045702732537610894?l=alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/5045702732537610894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/5045702732537610894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com/2009/06/wedding-cake.html' title='The wedding cake'/><author><name>Dennis, Rose and our Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339885644317359515</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/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkEBEy6g9MI/AAAAAAAAHjo/2KhOzpEzMAs/s72-c/036.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25824562.post-1501589141652647197</id><published>2009-06-23T11:11:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T11:18:12.910-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grandpa&apos;s farm'/><title type='text'>No worries</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkD_f6XiEdI/AAAAAAAAHjQ/RXsjbdgQZi0/s1600-h/060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350557281025135058" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkD_f6XiEdI/AAAAAAAAHjQ/RXsjbdgQZi0/s320/060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; no worrries that we would run out of food. Not if you know my family. Shorty is as bad as Mom and loves to make lots of food! As we set it out we of course sampled it to be sure we were not poisoning anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkD_fYhwYUI/AAAAAAAAHjI/uxQfKmW_nbo/s1600-h/054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350557271941210434" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkD_fYhwYUI/AAAAAAAAHjI/uxQfKmW_nbo/s320/054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; No owrries that you pj top is lost. And that you swam in freezing water in a pool. Larry will hold you and warm you up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkD_e0RQn_I/AAAAAAAAHjA/raOCDno8b-A/s1600-h/053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350557262208344050" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkD_e0RQn_I/AAAAAAAAHjA/raOCDno8b-A/s320/053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; No worries about getting food out Mom you sit. We love making you watch and not do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkD_en6dbUI/AAAAAAAAHi4/i7k4QMMBWPQ/s1600-h/035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350557258891488578" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkD_en6dbUI/AAAAAAAAHi4/i7k4QMMBWPQ/s320/035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; No worries we will find something for you to do Larry we always do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkD_ebKLCTI/AAAAAAAAHiw/pfqbaC5mzbU/s1600-h/033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350557255467731250" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkD_ebKLCTI/AAAAAAAAHiw/pfqbaC5mzbU/s320/033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; No worries Grandma is always there for a hug. And a piece of candy Mini! She never lets you down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25824562-1501589141652647197?l=alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/1501589141652647197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/1501589141652647197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com/2009/06/no-worries.html' title='No worries'/><author><name>Dennis, Rose and our Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339885644317359515</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/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkD_f6XiEdI/AAAAAAAAHjQ/RXsjbdgQZi0/s72-c/060.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25824562.post-5424442177758409389</id><published>2009-06-23T11:04:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T21:24:14.528-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Puppy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grandpa&apos;s farm'/><title type='text'>poor dog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkD9WXT7_II/AAAAAAAAHio/FdYJ_w8-GBw/s1600-h/031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350554917972737154" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkD9WXT7_II/AAAAAAAAHio/FdYJ_w8-GBw/s320/031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I felt so bad for Twitch. Way to many people way too many kids. He put himself in this kennel a hundred times and 99 times got drug out by kids. He got snippy and really I do not blame him. But the kids did finally figure it out to leave him alone. And he went to bed then until all the kids left and then at night he came out to hang by us adults.&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/25824562-5424442177758409389?l=alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/5424442177758409389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/5424442177758409389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com/2009/06/poor-dog.html' title='poor dog'/><author><name>Dennis, Rose and our Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339885644317359515</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/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkD9WXT7_II/AAAAAAAAHio/FdYJ_w8-GBw/s72-c/031.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25824562.post-8412281992788691950</id><published>2009-06-23T10:50:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T11:04:16.710-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grandpa&apos;s farm'/><title type='text'>hanging out</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkD76bgLOGI/AAAAAAAAHig/f2Dszb4EBrI/s1600-h/034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350553338549844066" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkD76bgLOGI/AAAAAAAAHig/f2Dszb4EBrI/s320/034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The best part of Saturday was hanging out visiting with family. Huge numbers of us do not get together that often and it is so nice when we can, and it is a happy occasion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkD76EsVXsI/AAAAAAAAHiY/CIWsKSxZumI/s1600-h/032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350553332426825410" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkD76EsVXsI/AAAAAAAAHiY/CIWsKSxZumI/s320/032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Notice at first the girls and boys were seperated. Just like in hug school dances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkD75-fqvUI/AAAAAAAAHiQ/cOO-dVM_cxk/s1600-h/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350553330763087170" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkD75-fqvUI/AAAAAAAAHiQ/cOO-dVM_cxk/s320/029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Heaven forbid we get together to talk. The women talked and the men talked. But no worries as the day went on the groups got together. And I got to beat the boys at eucre and take some of their money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25824562-8412281992788691950?l=alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/8412281992788691950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/8412281992788691950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com/2009/06/hanging-out.html' title='hanging out'/><author><name>Dennis, Rose and our Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339885644317359515</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/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkD76bgLOGI/AAAAAAAAHig/f2Dszb4EBrI/s72-c/034.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25824562.post-4987366627131404064</id><published>2009-06-23T10:43:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T21:24:14.528-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mini'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Larry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grandpa&apos;s farm'/><title type='text'>The love they have</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkD4qkdj_jI/AAAAAAAAHiI/txVeWL-1gto/s1600-h/028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350549767542013490" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkD4qkdj_jI/AAAAAAAAHiI/txVeWL-1gto/s320/028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A great many things can be said of Mini. But she loves freely. And she loves Larry always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkD4qMHjmnI/AAAAAAAAHiA/qAviS9CJIaw/s1600-h/027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350549761007262322" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkD4qMHjmnI/AAAAAAAAHiA/qAviS9CJIaw/s320/027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And he loves her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkD4pyDunyI/AAAAAAAAHh4/QexY0SGBGic/s1600-h/026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350549754011885346" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkD4pyDunyI/AAAAAAAAHh4/QexY0SGBGic/s320/026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Even when she messes his hair up and laughes when she does it too yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25824562-4987366627131404064?l=alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/4987366627131404064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/4987366627131404064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com/2009/06/love-they-have.html' title='The love they have'/><author><name>Dennis, Rose and our Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339885644317359515</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/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SkD4qkdj_jI/AAAAAAAAHiI/txVeWL-1gto/s72-c/028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25824562.post-7357485081599448152</id><published>2009-06-22T16:53:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T21:24:14.529-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Puppy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grandpa&apos;s farm'/><title type='text'>Bear</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/Sj_9e4wX4YI/AAAAAAAAHhY/Xhe4uyZ01qo/s1600-h/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350273589412618626" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/Sj_9e4wX4YI/AAAAAAAAHhY/Xhe4uyZ01qo/s320/025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;No he is not mine but oh is he cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is Kay and Jim's dog. He is 6 months younger then Twitch and oh so cute.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25824562-7357485081599448152?l=alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/7357485081599448152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/7357485081599448152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com/2009/06/bear.html' title='Bear'/><author><name>Dennis, Rose and our Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339885644317359515</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/_lMHoKTDdL1E/Sj_9e4wX4YI/AAAAAAAAHhY/Xhe4uyZ01qo/s72-c/025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25824562.post-1148998583777482777</id><published>2009-06-22T16:36:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T16:53:17.908-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='garden'/><title type='text'>My garden plants</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/Sj_816wzbDI/AAAAAAAAHhQ/Ecw4Ozu0nPk/s1600-h/022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350272885576657970" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/Sj_816wzbDI/AAAAAAAAHhQ/Ecw4Ozu0nPk/s320/022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My tomatoes are getting bigger. And if you look at the ones the kids planted right next to mine, they are growing too. How no one knows. We cut it off a plant. They stuck it in the ground and watered it like no tomorrow. And now it is growing as big as mine. And they have flowers on them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/Sj_80byW7NI/AAAAAAAAHhI/8XomxQc9ibo/s1600-h/023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350272860081810642" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/Sj_80byW7NI/AAAAAAAAHhI/8XomxQc9ibo/s320/023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The pepper plants too are getting bigger. But the cold weather here has not been the best on my pepper plants. I have one in the house with my herbs and it is huge now! So I know it is the cold days we had at the beginning of June.&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/25824562-1148998583777482777?l=alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/1148998583777482777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/1148998583777482777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-garden-plants.html' title='My garden plants'/><author><name>Dennis, Rose and our Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339885644317359515</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/_lMHoKTDdL1E/Sj_816wzbDI/AAAAAAAAHhQ/Ecw4Ozu0nPk/s72-c/022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25824562.post-3859862638462119184</id><published>2009-06-22T07:31:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T21:24:14.530-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='embroidery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Larry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grandpa&apos;s farm'/><title type='text'>Nancy and Larry's quilt</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/Sj96E4_r28I/AAAAAAAAHhA/tzdBB45SAu4/s1600-h/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350129106777004994" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/Sj96E4_r28I/AAAAAAAAHhA/tzdBB45SAu4/s320/021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/Sj96EorEG7I/AAAAAAAAHg4/Cd5wg4vhQiY/s1600-h/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350129102395546546" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/Sj96EorEG7I/AAAAAAAAHg4/Cd5wg4vhQiY/s320/020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/Sj96EBIiIBI/AAAAAAAAHgw/4IssLxzcaDc/s1600-h/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350129091781730322" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/Sj96EBIiIBI/AAAAAAAAHgw/4IssLxzcaDc/s320/019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;These are some shots I got of the quilt. I meant to get more. But you know things happen and pictures do not get taken. It is amazing how many form emboirdery I forget to get before they go out the door. 66 blocks are embroidered. 66 blocks are just a print material. I love it and they loved it. And I am glad I am done with it.&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/25824562-3859862638462119184?l=alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/3859862638462119184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/3859862638462119184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com/2009/06/nancy-and-larrys-quilt.html' title='Nancy and Larry&apos;s quilt'/><author><name>Dennis, Rose and our Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339885644317359515</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/_lMHoKTDdL1E/Sj96E4_r28I/AAAAAAAAHhA/tzdBB45SAu4/s72-c/021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25824562.post-5737866402712026511</id><published>2009-06-22T07:06:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T07:18:34.729-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bowling'/><title type='text'>Birthday party fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/Sj92I8z0v0I/AAAAAAAAHgQ/rdH6ZNmw2wg/s1600-h/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350124778473963330" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/Sj92I8z0v0I/AAAAAAAAHgQ/rdH6ZNmw2wg/s320/015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Julie has such nice form&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/Sj92ImPKxnI/AAAAAAAAHgI/F75g_fvTtT4/s1600-h/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350124772414637682" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/Sj92ImPKxnI/AAAAAAAAHgI/F75g_fvTtT4/s320/014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mini not so much so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/Sj92IYjG8LI/AAAAAAAAHgA/AgcFSCpL3Pk/s1600-h/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350124768740176050" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/Sj92IYjG8LI/AAAAAAAAHgA/AgcFSCpL3Pk/s320/013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The boys I think were trying to change scores!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a birthday party for Miss Abby and the others got to come along. And we had so much fun! It was good to get out of the house and have a good time. The kids were ready for Mom not to be at a sewing machine. And I was readyt o join them. I bowled horrible but I had a good time visiting with the other Mom's. Thanks Abby! Happy Birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25824562-5737866402712026511?l=alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/5737866402712026511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/5737866402712026511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com/2009/06/birthday-party-fun.html' title='Birthday party fun'/><author><name>Dennis, Rose and our Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339885644317359515</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/_lMHoKTDdL1E/Sj92I8z0v0I/AAAAAAAAHgQ/rdH6ZNmw2wg/s72-c/015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25824562.post-291608021505205767</id><published>2009-06-22T06:33:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T06:42:23.234-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nancy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='embroidery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Larry'/><title type='text'>Making a quilt</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/Sj9smziYrqI/AAAAAAAAHew/4fCSePCHkR4/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350114296264699554" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/Sj9smziYrqI/AAAAAAAAHew/4fCSePCHkR4/s320/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Linda took pity on me and came to help sew the blocks together once I had them embroidered. Well I was still sewing in my office for awhile after she started. But 66 blocks got done. And Linda sewed them together. Tia came over and ironed out each black. And then Wednesday we went to the farm and quilted it. And I hemmed it Thur, Fri and Sat. Yes even the day of the party I was hemming that quilt. I hemmed while I worked on the jackets I am embroidering. It is a double project so that is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/Sj9smmx4sSI/AAAAAAAAHeo/pEbhdoykoZA/s1600-h/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350114292840050978" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/Sj9smmx4sSI/AAAAAAAAHeo/pEbhdoykoZA/s320/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mini was not impressed that we were sewing. She just made a nest and crawled in my office and went to sleep. I do not know how her neck can do that but it does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/Sj9smXCeboI/AAAAAAAAHeg/kvQfW-wlF3Q/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350114288614665858" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/Sj9smXCeboI/AAAAAAAAHeg/kvQfW-wlF3Q/s320/005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Twitch &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;was &lt;/span&gt;not impressed either. So he brushed his teeth. Linda talked him into it not being a toy finally and he ate it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Larry and Nancy loved the quilt and that is all I wanted. Now onto finishing the other projects on my table.&lt;br /&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/25824562-291608021505205767?l=alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/291608021505205767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/291608021505205767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com/2009/06/making-quilt.html' title='Making a quilt'/><author><name>Dennis, Rose and our Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339885644317359515</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/_lMHoKTDdL1E/Sj9smziYrqI/AAAAAAAAHew/4fCSePCHkR4/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25824562.post-8271669835653131400</id><published>2009-06-22T06:20:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T06:27:12.461-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramblings'/><title type='text'>Happy Father's Day</title><content type='html'>Father's day here this year was busy. And not so much about Dennis. We had been at the farm the night before. We got up at 6am with Stephen as he had to be back here in Elk River by 7:45 to be at Boy Scouts. So Dennis and the other kids stayed at the farm helped clean up and I left with Stephen. And Dennis and the others got home at 11am. And then Matthew had soccer at 1 and 2 yesterday for tournaments. So until 3:30 when he got home it was running yesterday. And then we hung out and I took Dennis for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well we were going to take the kids with they wanted to stay home. There is no love there I tell you! So we got to have a quiet dinner just the 2 of us and then we went to walmart and got the material for me to make Stephen's Boy Scout patrol flag so the boys can decorate it when they get home. So yea not a day about Dennis but it was a good day none the less. I caught up on sleep that I had not been getting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am sewing to finish up these jackets. And I will download pictures today to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25824562-8271669835653131400?l=alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/8271669835653131400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/8271669835653131400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-fathers-day.html' title='Happy Father&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Dennis, Rose and our Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339885644317359515</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25824562.post-8368914722503695054</id><published>2009-06-19T11:59:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T12:03:40.831-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ramblings'/><title type='text'>going home</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SjvEbu-eh_I/AAAAAAAAHeY/pid6ACYg2uA/s1600-h/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349084963178186738" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SjvEbu-eh_I/AAAAAAAAHeY/pid6ACYg2uA/s320/020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sat came and 4:30pm rolled around and it was time to head home. We were ready. Samantha was short on sleep and could cry at the drop of a hat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SjvEbKO0MII/AAAAAAAAHeQ/wKlwqPpO7Uw/s1600-h/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349084953314603138" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SjvEbKO0MII/AAAAAAAAHeQ/wKlwqPpO7Uw/s320/021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We were all so dirty I am surprised the drain did not clog with the dirt. We were a tired stinky bunch of people headed home to see Daddy. It always makes it easier to leave the cabin when Daddy is waiting at home for us to walk in the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SjvEa4OcpJI/AAAAAAAAHeI/nY4wb2tcyrI/s1600-h/022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349084948481221778" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SjvEa4OcpJI/AAAAAAAAHeI/nY4wb2tcyrI/s320/022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And just in case we got lost teh GPS would guide us home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25824562-8368914722503695054?l=alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/8368914722503695054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/8368914722503695054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com/2009/06/going-home.html' title='going home'/><author><name>Dennis, Rose and our Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339885644317359515</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/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SjvEbu-eh_I/AAAAAAAAHeY/pid6ACYg2uA/s72-c/020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25824562.post-3085654264266744418</id><published>2009-06-19T11:31:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T11:59:44.680-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Matthew'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stephen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mini'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Samantha'/><title type='text'>Forts galore</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SjvDxOZpK8I/AAAAAAAAHeA/ies7aQfjZ0s/s1600-h/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349084232879254466" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SjvDxOZpK8I/AAAAAAAAHeA/ies7aQfjZ0s/s320/019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SjvDwvIQu5I/AAAAAAAAHd4/DHd9M_3M6LQ/s1600-h/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349084224484850578" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SjvDwvIQu5I/AAAAAAAAHd4/DHd9M_3M6LQ/s320/018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SjvDwYVCwtI/AAAAAAAAHdw/EfoZTJ3iYB8/s1600-h/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349084218364445394" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SjvDwYVCwtI/AAAAAAAAHdw/EfoZTJ3iYB8/s320/017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The kids worked on their forts while up at the cabin. Winter was not too hard on them but they needed to replace a few logs. Then the play started and they got to play in there and hide in there and in general get dirty in there. It takes me back to the days I had a fort and hung out in there for days at a time. Life was so much easier then.&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/25824562-3085654264266744418?l=alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/3085654264266744418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25824562/posts/default/3085654264266744418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alexanderclanadventures.blogspot.com/2009/06/forts-galore.html' title='Forts galore'/><author><name>Dennis, Rose and our Clan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17339885644317359515</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/_lMHoKTDdL1E/SjvDxOZpK8I/AAAAAAAAHeA/ies7aQfjZ0s/s72-c/019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry></feed>
