<?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-8606663426483381971</id><updated>2011-10-29T14:44:34.850-07:00</updated><category term='The end of 2008'/><title type='text'>The Harp's</title><subtitle type='html'>Cameron~Liz~Miller~Sophia





















Some moments are to classic not to share.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harpadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606663426483381971/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harpadventures.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08116518562344241865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SQXVE4vwMWI/AAAAAAAAACQ/eFZfpobng2k/S220/1st+day+of+school+and+o2b+kids+007.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606663426483381971.post-8429648099819040916</id><published>2009-08-25T12:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T13:09:17.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Okay it's been a while....so sue me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;It's been a while...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SpQ7vLBP8jI/AAAAAAAAAJM/ejoc2NutIzQ/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373985936957764146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SpQ7vLBP8jI/AAAAAAAAAJM/ejoc2NutIzQ/s320/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So to quickly recap: We finished up baseball. The team celebrated at the Sun's game. The team was allowed to take the field with the suns at the beginning of the game it was pretty darn COOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we have moved on to football. That's Miller in the white. Looks like a natural to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SpQ9b0OV10I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/5NbhBBQMveA/s1600-h/348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373987803444401986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SpQ9b0OV10I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/5NbhBBQMveA/s320/348.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Not to be out done by big brother. Sophie is in the football act as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SpQ89mn5AfI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/l686hlLJI7I/s1600-h/Sophie+FB.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373987284397392370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SpQ89mn5AfI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/l686hlLJI7I/s320/Sophie+FB.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SpQ8mbxOY9I/AAAAAAAAAJk/9z0Tx8jIF_s/s1600-h/294.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373986886346761170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 312px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SpQ8mbxOY9I/AAAAAAAAAJk/9z0Tx8jIF_s/s320/294.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SpQ8RsXFokI/AAAAAAAAAJc/30PuoEKMrik/s1600-h/093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373986530023285314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 100px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SpQ8RsXFokI/AAAAAAAAAJc/30PuoEKMrik/s320/093.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SpQ75oK1DtI/AAAAAAAAAJU/E8PV2PopyWI/s1600-h/084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373986116581265106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 161px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 98px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SpQ75oK1DtI/AAAAAAAAAJU/E8PV2PopyWI/s320/084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, She still loves flowers and just being Sophie.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SpQ-Y-D0OhI/AAAAAAAAAKM/bHuXczlQnhw/s1600-h/Sophie.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373988854056630802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SpQ-Y-D0OhI/AAAAAAAAAKM/bHuXczlQnhw/s320/Sophie.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/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SpQ8wIOIxrI/AAAAAAAAAJs/DJjfdXEdMWU/s1600-h/297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373987052898010802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SpQ8wIOIxrI/AAAAAAAAAJs/DJjfdXEdMWU/s320/297.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;div&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;br /&gt;I FINALLY had my stupid shoulder fixed (so they say). Not sure all this pain was worth it yet....we'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SpQ-NlcRZLI/AAAAAAAAAKE/30AnpO8bTyA/s1600-h/Lily.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373988658469758130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SpQ-NlcRZLI/AAAAAAAAAKE/30AnpO8bTyA/s320/Lily.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gemma and Lily came for a quick visit. They are so cute together. 10 days apart.&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SpQ7GANbW_I/AAAAAAAAAI0/6LtxblEPNYg/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373985229681417202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 275px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 187px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SpQ7GANbW_I/AAAAAAAAAI0/6LtxblEPNYg/s320/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So now we are all caught up! Happy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1st day of school went really well. Miller has started 4th grade and Sophie has started Pre-School. Sophie only cried &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SpQ7RUqC6dI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uvVTZHuIPM8/s1600-h/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373985424148720082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 287px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 185px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SpQ7RUqC6dI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uvVTZHuIPM8/s320/010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;for about 5 minutes so that is a relief!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SpQ7ZggSCRI/AAAAAAAAAJE/XIJaopRb4FM/s1600-h/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373985564767947026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SpQ7ZggSCRI/AAAAAAAAAJE/XIJaopRb4FM/s320/015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course the kids were chauffeured to school in true Fleming Island style.......in the golf cart.&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;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;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;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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8606663426483381971-8429648099819040916?l=harpadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harpadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/8429648099819040916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8606663426483381971&amp;postID=8429648099819040916' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606663426483381971/posts/default/8429648099819040916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606663426483381971/posts/default/8429648099819040916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harpadventures.blogspot.com/2009/08/okay-its-been-whileso-sue-me.html' title='Okay it&apos;s been a while....so sue me!'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08116518562344241865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SQXVE4vwMWI/AAAAAAAAACQ/eFZfpobng2k/S220/1st+day+of+school+and+o2b+kids+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SpQ7vLBP8jI/AAAAAAAAAJM/ejoc2NutIzQ/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606663426483381971.post-5429301885179361191</id><published>2009-03-15T10:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T10:28:54.798-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hatched from an egg</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/Sb06w2GwuAI/AAAAAAAAAIs/2-imvLNfvEc/s1600-h/Carie+and+Sophie+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313467746199058434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/Sb06w2GwuAI/AAAAAAAAAIs/2-imvLNfvEc/s320/Carie+and+Sophie+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sophie has a story she will tell you if you ask. It goes something like this: "My Aunt Carie was hatched out of an egg! My Nana sat on her and kept her warm and then she came out. She was a BOY! Now she is a girl and we call her Aunt Teenie Weenie." :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is a snap shot of them dressing up with Sophie bows.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8606663426483381971-5429301885179361191?l=harpadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harpadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/5429301885179361191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8606663426483381971&amp;postID=5429301885179361191' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606663426483381971/posts/default/5429301885179361191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606663426483381971/posts/default/5429301885179361191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harpadventures.blogspot.com/2009/03/hatched-from-egg.html' title='Hatched from an egg'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08116518562344241865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SQXVE4vwMWI/AAAAAAAAACQ/eFZfpobng2k/S220/1st+day+of+school+and+o2b+kids+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/Sb06w2GwuAI/AAAAAAAAAIs/2-imvLNfvEc/s72-c/Carie+and+Sophie+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606663426483381971.post-4440730326641602782</id><published>2009-03-15T09:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T10:13:03.127-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baseball</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/Sb02G6p0LnI/AAAAAAAAAIk/i_Ut2VetR7g/s1600-h/baseball2009+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313462627818810994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/Sb02G6p0LnI/AAAAAAAAAIk/i_Ut2VetR7g/s320/baseball2009+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here you can see Miller's first time ever pitching. He did really well!&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/Sb016O9Z-iI/AAAAAAAAAIc/zWAzlZ_OouM/s1600-h/baseball2009+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313462409931389474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/Sb016O9Z-iI/AAAAAAAAAIc/zWAzlZ_OouM/s320/baseball2009+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cameron luckily captured the hit that gave Miller his first HOMERUN, this season!&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;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/Sb01wrzV2tI/AAAAAAAAAIU/z2Ht4cB5e7k/s1600-h/baseball2009+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313462245875112658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/Sb01wrzV2tI/AAAAAAAAAIU/z2Ht4cB5e7k/s320/baseball2009+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Baseball season started and we are utterly consumed with it! This is Miller's first year in the minors. What that means is that instead of the ball being pitched by a machine or a coach the balls are pitched by the kids. Yeah, some of them are 8 years old. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So far Miller has played most of the positions. At least the ones he thinks are "cool". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep! Here he is catching. He's SO cool! &lt;div&gt;&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;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/8606663426483381971-4440730326641602782?l=harpadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harpadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/4440730326641602782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8606663426483381971&amp;postID=4440730326641602782' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606663426483381971/posts/default/4440730326641602782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606663426483381971/posts/default/4440730326641602782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harpadventures.blogspot.com/2009/03/baseball.html' title='Baseball'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08116518562344241865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SQXVE4vwMWI/AAAAAAAAACQ/eFZfpobng2k/S220/1st+day+of+school+and+o2b+kids+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/Sb02G6p0LnI/AAAAAAAAAIk/i_Ut2VetR7g/s72-c/baseball2009+015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606663426483381971.post-2422603643609536113</id><published>2009-03-15T09:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T09:59:40.995-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Botox after Ten days</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/Sb0yIWVY60I/AAAAAAAAAIM/68R50ZWzuAg/s1600-h/Botox+after+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313458254382689090" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/Sb0yIWVY60I/AAAAAAAAAIM/68R50ZWzuAg/s320/Botox+after+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/Sb0x85X-V3I/AAAAAAAAAIE/4QDAhR7o5k0/s1600-h/Botox+after+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313458057630340978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/Sb0x85X-V3I/AAAAAAAAAIE/4QDAhR7o5k0/s320/Botox+after+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;So this is 10 days post Botox. Pretty big differance. My problem now is I sleep with my face all scrunched up and my cheek push foward by my pillow. So everyday when I wake up I have these lines in between my eyebrows. I was told that this may go away with time or I my have to have the lines filled with Juviderm. We will see.&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/8606663426483381971-2422603643609536113?l=harpadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harpadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/2422603643609536113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8606663426483381971&amp;postID=2422603643609536113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606663426483381971/posts/default/2422603643609536113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606663426483381971/posts/default/2422603643609536113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harpadventures.blogspot.com/2009/03/botox-after-ten-days.html' title='Botox after Ten days'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08116518562344241865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SQXVE4vwMWI/AAAAAAAAACQ/eFZfpobng2k/S220/1st+day+of+school+and+o2b+kids+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/Sb0yIWVY60I/AAAAAAAAAIM/68R50ZWzuAg/s72-c/Botox+after+010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606663426483381971.post-901586608005906116</id><published>2009-03-15T09:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T09:49:59.541-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Botox Baby!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/Sb0xh2uhFQI/AAAAAAAAAH8/gbOsEcyhb5Y/s1600-h/Botox+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313457593063118082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/Sb0xh2uhFQI/AAAAAAAAAH8/gbOsEcyhb5Y/s320/Botox+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/Sb0xYgFkaAI/AAAAAAAAAH0/v-H2uJlePgo/s1600-h/Botox+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313457432366966786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/Sb0xYgFkaAI/AAAAAAAAAH0/v-H2uJlePgo/s320/Botox+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I decided to get some Botox shot into my face. Yep sure did. It did pretty well I have some before and after pictures. However, the before pictures were taken right after so they are not truly before. For this reason I am a little swollen between my eyebrows and the lines look more pronounce. &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/8606663426483381971-901586608005906116?l=harpadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harpadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/901586608005906116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8606663426483381971&amp;postID=901586608005906116' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606663426483381971/posts/default/901586608005906116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606663426483381971/posts/default/901586608005906116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harpadventures.blogspot.com/2009/03/botox-baby.html' title='Botox Baby!'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08116518562344241865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SQXVE4vwMWI/AAAAAAAAACQ/eFZfpobng2k/S220/1st+day+of+school+and+o2b+kids+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/Sb0xh2uhFQI/AAAAAAAAAH8/gbOsEcyhb5Y/s72-c/Botox+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606663426483381971.post-2681857685876718182</id><published>2008-12-28T17:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T17:26:50.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bows</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SVgmXSwuFnI/AAAAAAAAAHU/iET-VnvIBN0/s1600-h/Bows+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285016344334308978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SVgmXSwuFnI/AAAAAAAAAHU/iET-VnvIBN0/s320/Bows+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have very recently become totally &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;disgusted&lt;/span&gt; with the high price of even the smallest hair bow. So I said "how hard could it be??" Well to answer that, harder then I thought. But you must remember I am not considered a crafty person I don't have the patients to be... I posted my latest hair bows that I attached to a bow holder that I also made. I think if I had planned to make the holder instead of using fabric I had lying around I would have been more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;satisfied&lt;/span&gt; with it's out come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8606663426483381971-2681857685876718182?l=harpadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harpadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/2681857685876718182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8606663426483381971&amp;postID=2681857685876718182' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606663426483381971/posts/default/2681857685876718182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606663426483381971/posts/default/2681857685876718182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harpadventures.blogspot.com/2008/12/bows.html' title='Bows'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08116518562344241865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SQXVE4vwMWI/AAAAAAAAACQ/eFZfpobng2k/S220/1st+day+of+school+and+o2b+kids+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SVgmXSwuFnI/AAAAAAAAAHU/iET-VnvIBN0/s72-c/Bows+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606663426483381971.post-1954329978834588780</id><published>2008-12-28T17:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T17:21:23.593-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SVgi4xKYBGI/AAAAAAAAAG8/bml05l6F26k/s1600-h/Christmas+2008+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285012521384150114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SVgi4xKYBGI/AAAAAAAAAG8/bml05l6F26k/s320/Christmas+2008+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Miller racked up, per usual. You can see him here surrounded by some of his gifts. If you'll notice this is his cell phone in my hand. Cameron and I had to explain to Miller that I was 19 when I got my 1st cell phone and Cameron was 27 when he got his. I think that this information made him sad for us rather then invoke responsible behavior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SVgkOoGuXtI/AAAAAAAAAHM/c2vYHhQTvgA/s1600-h/Christmas+2008+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285013996421668562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SVgkOoGuXtI/AAAAAAAAAHM/c2vYHhQTvgA/s320/Christmas+2008+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here we have Sophie modeling her new rain coat and boots. She was more excited then I was able to capture in this photo. She stated her new favorite comment, "Livia can't wait to get these!!" In this case she might be right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I recently heard the greatest &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;celebration&lt;/span&gt; of Christmas.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The idea is that your children &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;receive&lt;/span&gt; THREE gifts on Christmas. Just like baby Jesus. I love this idea for many reasons. I am thinking of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;implementing&lt;/span&gt; this next year, to help us all keep in check what we are really celebrating on Christmas morning.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8606663426483381971-1954329978834588780?l=harpadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harpadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/1954329978834588780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8606663426483381971&amp;postID=1954329978834588780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606663426483381971/posts/default/1954329978834588780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606663426483381971/posts/default/1954329978834588780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harpadventures.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas.html' title='Christmas'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08116518562344241865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SQXVE4vwMWI/AAAAAAAAACQ/eFZfpobng2k/S220/1st+day+of+school+and+o2b+kids+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SVgi4xKYBGI/AAAAAAAAAG8/bml05l6F26k/s72-c/Christmas+2008+010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606663426483381971.post-5466255325467024302</id><published>2008-12-25T19:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T20:12:21.323-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The day's before Christmas.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283940324113094418" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SVRTurEflxI/AAAAAAAAAGs/SwLgp3FIWY0/s320/Christmas+eve+and+Christmas+Carol+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It has been a custom in the Harp house to allow the kids to open one gift on Christmas eve. To be more specific they are allowed to open a gift bought by the other. As you can see Sophie is very proud of her Candy Land and Miller is about to shoot something up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SVRTmjQwzNI/AAAAAAAAAGk/g82iGKTO_Xo/s1600-h/Christmas+eve+and+Christmas+Carol+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283940184578116818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SVRTmjQwzNI/AAAAAAAAAGk/g82iGKTO_Xo/s320/Christmas+eve+and+Christmas+Carol+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SVRUbw_WD6I/AAAAAAAAAG0/3KSoDgmhxj8/s1600-h/Christmas+eve+and+Christmas+Carol+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SVRUbw_WD6I/AAAAAAAAAG0/3KSoDgmhxj8/s1600-h/Christmas+eve+and+Christmas+Carol+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283941098796224418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SVRUbw_WD6I/AAAAAAAAAG0/3KSoDgmhxj8/s320/Christmas+eve+and+Christmas+Carol+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We all had a great time seeing A Christmas Carol. The kids thought it was awesome to get dressed up and go to the fancy theater. Miller was pretty excited that our seats were in the 3rd row. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They all (Cameron included) requested that we make this more of a habit and do it at least every year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Miller told Sophie that "she looked pretty but, kind of like an old lady" She was very sophisticated for a lady of only 3.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SVRUbw_WD6I/AAAAAAAAAG0/3KSoDgmhxj8/s1600-h/Christmas+eve+and+Christmas+Carol+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&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/8606663426483381971-5466255325467024302?l=harpadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harpadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/5466255325467024302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8606663426483381971&amp;postID=5466255325467024302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606663426483381971/posts/default/5466255325467024302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606663426483381971/posts/default/5466255325467024302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harpadventures.blogspot.com/2008/12/days-before-christmas.html' title='The day&apos;s before Christmas.'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08116518562344241865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SQXVE4vwMWI/AAAAAAAAACQ/eFZfpobng2k/S220/1st+day+of+school+and+o2b+kids+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SVRTurEflxI/AAAAAAAAAGs/SwLgp3FIWY0/s72-c/Christmas+eve+and+Christmas+Carol+013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606663426483381971.post-6512016473050629841</id><published>2008-12-21T09:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T09:37:45.521-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cameron's Surgery</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SU54CvvX9kI/AAAAAAAAAGU/HFB8OgqYlw4/s1600-h/surgery+Dec+2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282291401522411074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SU54CvvX9kI/AAAAAAAAAGU/HFB8OgqYlw4/s320/surgery+Dec+2008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is poor Cameron right after he came back from having surgery on his sinuses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought he was holding up pretty well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SU543gr7hBI/AAAAAAAAAGc/23yqXTq4xaE/s1600-h/surgery+Dec+2008+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282292308014498834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SU543gr7hBI/AAAAAAAAAGc/23yqXTq4xaE/s320/surgery+Dec+2008+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On closer examination we can see that Cameron is in a little "discomfort".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He's doing great now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8606663426483381971-6512016473050629841?l=harpadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harpadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/6512016473050629841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8606663426483381971&amp;postID=6512016473050629841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606663426483381971/posts/default/6512016473050629841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606663426483381971/posts/default/6512016473050629841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harpadventures.blogspot.com/2008/12/camerons-surgery.html' title='Cameron&apos;s Surgery'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08116518562344241865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SQXVE4vwMWI/AAAAAAAAACQ/eFZfpobng2k/S220/1st+day+of+school+and+o2b+kids+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SU54CvvX9kI/AAAAAAAAAGU/HFB8OgqYlw4/s72-c/surgery+Dec+2008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606663426483381971.post-7433689088183343049</id><published>2008-12-21T08:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T08:58:52.631-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zoo Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SU5w0Z5RLaI/AAAAAAAAAF0/t65mhqHus5A/s1600-h/zoo+2008+november+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282283458558766498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SU5w0Z5RLaI/AAAAAAAAAF0/t65mhqHus5A/s320/zoo+2008+november+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I really should have updated these sooner. The day after Thanksgiving we went to the Jacksonville Zoo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The kids love it there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sophie is feeding a giraffe. Look at that tounge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SU5wDoZvQRI/AAAAAAAAAFk/jR9w6364KVY/s1600-h/zoo+2008+november+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282282620639461650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SU5wDoZvQRI/AAAAAAAAAFk/jR9w6364KVY/s320/zoo+2008+november+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Miller was pooped and plopped down with the lions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SU5zVDYb8CI/AAAAAAAAAF8/rl_JG53zRm8/s1600-h/zoo+2008+november+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282286218474418210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SU5zVDYb8CI/AAAAAAAAAF8/rl_JG53zRm8/s320/zoo+2008+november+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sophie loves that carousel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SU50fAHQvjI/AAAAAAAAAGM/tgA8rXv6g0s/s1600-h/zoo+2008+november+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282287488907394610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SU50fAHQvjI/AAAAAAAAAGM/tgA8rXv6g0s/s320/zoo+2008+november+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Miller wanted his picture with the tiger for uncle Chris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8606663426483381971-7433689088183343049?l=harpadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harpadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/7433689088183343049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8606663426483381971&amp;postID=7433689088183343049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606663426483381971/posts/default/7433689088183343049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606663426483381971/posts/default/7433689088183343049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harpadventures.blogspot.com/2008/12/zoo-trip.html' title='Zoo Trip'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08116518562344241865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SQXVE4vwMWI/AAAAAAAAACQ/eFZfpobng2k/S220/1st+day+of+school+and+o2b+kids+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SU5w0Z5RLaI/AAAAAAAAAF0/t65mhqHus5A/s72-c/zoo+2008+november+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606663426483381971.post-8939294130499997459</id><published>2008-12-09T18:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:40:37.092-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love notes and Christmas cards</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/ST8nKkVfOBI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4VzKwxADk70/s1600-h/Christmas+cards+2008+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277980350807488530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/ST8nKkVfOBI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4VzKwxADk70/s320/Christmas+cards+2008+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So, Miller has been getting several love notes from the girls around here. I am a little nervous about how large those lipstick kisses are! How old is this girl?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway we are not sure how long this one was taped to the garage door. I usually open the door when I turn on to the street so it is already open when I pull in the driveway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will let you know when we find out who this admirer is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/ST8oIevlcEI/AAAAAAAAAFM/2RoPYYFQrj8/s1600-h/Christmas+cards+2008+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277981414458224706" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/ST8oIevlcEI/AAAAAAAAAFM/2RoPYYFQrj8/s320/Christmas+cards+2008+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We put up our Christmas tree. Mostly do to Cameron's urging. Sophie was very excited.&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;Looking again at this picture I must reinterate that Soph was REALLY excited.&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/ST8pIl2qF4I/AAAAAAAAAFU/Pm1DPQAzYe0/s1600-h/Christmas+cards+2008+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277982515878565762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/ST8pIl2qF4I/AAAAAAAAAFU/Pm1DPQAzYe0/s320/Christmas+cards+2008+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We tried to take our Christmas card photo. I'll tell you what, getting a good photo of two children is so much harder then only one.&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;br /&gt;We did finally get a good one.&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/ST8p2zvrEbI/AAAAAAAAAFc/Rh0A8co0zDY/s1600-h/Christmas+cards+2008+072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277983309881348530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/ST8p2zvrEbI/AAAAAAAAAFc/Rh0A8co0zDY/s320/Christmas+cards+2008+072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am not posting the picture we used for our Chirtsmas card. I wouldn't want to spoil the surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sophie looks so little!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should make this picture black and white.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8606663426483381971-8939294130499997459?l=harpadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harpadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/8939294130499997459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8606663426483381971&amp;postID=8939294130499997459' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606663426483381971/posts/default/8939294130499997459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606663426483381971/posts/default/8939294130499997459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harpadventures.blogspot.com/2008/12/love-notes-and-christmas-cards.html' title='Love notes and Christmas cards'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08116518562344241865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SQXVE4vwMWI/AAAAAAAAACQ/eFZfpobng2k/S220/1st+day+of+school+and+o2b+kids+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/ST8nKkVfOBI/AAAAAAAAAFE/4VzKwxADk70/s72-c/Christmas+cards+2008+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606663426483381971.post-3848908901748195924</id><published>2008-10-31T17:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T18:05:49.688-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween 2008.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SQupwfYbixI/AAAAAAAAAE8/oLj_viyasVc/s1600-h/Halooween+2008+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263487240035339026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SQupwfYbixI/AAAAAAAAAE8/oLj_viyasVc/s320/Halooween+2008+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sophie was a great butterfly princess! She loved her costume and was very excited about getting CANDY! To bad mom forgot yto put purple ponytail holders in her hair.&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SQupnYETCgI/AAAAAAAAAE0/ZQ3VgtseQ5U/s1600-h/Halooween+2008+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263487083453024770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SQupnYETCgI/AAAAAAAAAE0/ZQ3VgtseQ5U/s320/Halooween+2008+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I still can't get over how differant Miller looks in this get-up. He was a great mobster-gangster.&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SQupgamlXFI/AAAAAAAAAEs/DCBQjQ9-_0s/s1600-h/Halooween+2008+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263486963874618450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SQupgamlXFI/AAAAAAAAAEs/DCBQjQ9-_0s/s320/Halooween+2008+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here's the whole gang. Miller the Mobster. David the Dirt Bike Racer. Paul the Fighter Pilot. Jordan the Woman Wizard. Sophie the Butterfly Princess.&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8606663426483381971-3848908901748195924?l=harpadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harpadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/3848908901748195924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8606663426483381971&amp;postID=3848908901748195924' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606663426483381971/posts/default/3848908901748195924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606663426483381971/posts/default/3848908901748195924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harpadventures.blogspot.com/2008/10/halloween-2008.html' title='Halloween 2008.'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08116518562344241865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SQXVE4vwMWI/AAAAAAAAACQ/eFZfpobng2k/S220/1st+day+of+school+and+o2b+kids+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SQupwfYbixI/AAAAAAAAAE8/oLj_viyasVc/s72-c/Halooween+2008+016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606663426483381971.post-3555091447986937428</id><published>2008-10-30T08:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T08:14:46.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The 2 woman MARCH</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SQnNgHAW_-I/AAAAAAAAAEc/HOuq9YnoVKA/s1600-h/archery+and+walk+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262963591079198690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SQnNgHAW_-I/AAAAAAAAAEc/HOuq9YnoVKA/s320/archery+and+walk+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sophie's all bundled up for our walk. That Florida weather can be brutal. Note Sophie's sweat suit, blanket and Dora Slippers. Soph enjoys listening to her "Ipod" while we walk.&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SQnNnHOwg8I/AAAAAAAAAEk/VGZmB_0Qi4g/s1600-h/archery+and+walk+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262963711398675394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 332px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 279px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SQnNnHOwg8I/AAAAAAAAAEk/VGZmB_0Qi4g/s320/archery+and+walk+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here we are about to take off. Kristen was kind enough to snap our picture before our trek.&lt;br /&gt;Don't be alarmed although this is a jogging stroller, I merley walk fast, at best, I prefer a medium pace :)&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8606663426483381971-3555091447986937428?l=harpadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harpadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/3555091447986937428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8606663426483381971&amp;postID=3555091447986937428' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606663426483381971/posts/default/3555091447986937428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606663426483381971/posts/default/3555091447986937428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harpadventures.blogspot.com/2008/10/2-woman-march.html' title='The 2 woman MARCH'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08116518562344241865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SQXVE4vwMWI/AAAAAAAAACQ/eFZfpobng2k/S220/1st+day+of+school+and+o2b+kids+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SQnNgHAW_-I/AAAAAAAAAEc/HOuq9YnoVKA/s72-c/archery+and+walk+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606663426483381971.post-1517017626826402773</id><published>2008-10-30T07:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T08:05:02.665-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The day of archery</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SQnKHTjpfTI/AAAAAAAAAD0/Ikbjr5Ya42E/s1600-h/archery+and+walk+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262959866416823602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SQnKHTjpfTI/AAAAAAAAAD0/Ikbjr5Ya42E/s320/archery+and+walk+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nana and Papa came to see us in October. Per usual the boys went to shoot their bows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SQnKgjxRH-I/AAAAAAAAAD8/zasCrHGIyJI/s1600-h/archery+and+walk+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262960300265644002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SQnKgjxRH-I/AAAAAAAAAD8/zasCrHGIyJI/s320/archery+and+walk+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Miller hasn't been in a while but, picked it back up. Like riding a bike they tell me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SQnK61eLoZI/AAAAAAAAAEE/jbYcxlPu8UA/s1600-h/archery+and+walk+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262960751694029202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SQnK61eLoZI/AAAAAAAAAEE/jbYcxlPu8UA/s320/archery+and+walk+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Miller brought his BFF Paul. This was his first time 'hunting'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SQnLN_zaMHI/AAAAAAAAAEM/Sqx8f45Mfgk/s1600-h/archery+and+walk+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262961080884932722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SQnLN_zaMHI/AAAAAAAAAEM/Sqx8f45Mfgk/s320/archery+and+walk+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Paul is a natural! Look at that shot! That deer will thank his lucky stars if he doesn't walk with a limp the rest of his life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SQnMJUZ9hfI/AAAAAAAAAEU/OLZgKmxCWWU/s1600-h/archery+and+walk+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262962100027622898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SQnMJUZ9hfI/AAAAAAAAAEU/OLZgKmxCWWU/s320/archery+and+walk+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;See they just KNEW it was a hunting trip. They caught a turtle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/8606663426483381971-1517017626826402773?l=harpadventures.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://harpadventures.blogspot.com/feeds/1517017626826402773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8606663426483381971&amp;postID=1517017626826402773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606663426483381971/posts/default/1517017626826402773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8606663426483381971/posts/default/1517017626826402773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://harpadventures.blogspot.com/2008/10/day-of-archery.html' title='The day of archery'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08116518562344241865</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SQXVE4vwMWI/AAAAAAAAACQ/eFZfpobng2k/S220/1st+day+of+school+and+o2b+kids+007.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SQnKHTjpfTI/AAAAAAAAAD0/Ikbjr5Ya42E/s72-c/archery+and+walk+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606663426483381971.post-7948933552022658245</id><published>2008-10-27T06:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T20:22:26.978-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The end of 2008'/><title type='text'>Up to speed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SQXE6eqQHNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/3A-20X1XlYU/s1600-h/1st+day+of+school+and+o2b+kids+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261828248594029778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SQXE6eqQHNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/3A-20X1XlYU/s320/1st+day+of+school+and+o2b+kids+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Miller is now 8 years old and had started 3rd grade. He's doing great and has lots of friends.&lt;br /&gt;Here he is with one of his friends now. That's Jack.&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;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SQXFrn2co2I/AAAAAAAAAAU/LnO9TxGxKVg/s1600-h/Sophie%27s+3rd+pictures+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261829092874691426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SQXFrn2co2I/AAAAAAAAAAU/LnO9TxGxKVg/s320/Sophie%27s+3rd+pictures+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sophie turned 3 over the Summer. She's as cute as ever. The only problem is that she is getting feistier by the minute.&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;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;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SQXH2R--dUI/AAAAAAAAAAk/9MPbaGo9mTE/s1600-h/Jags+game+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261831475006698818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SQXH2R--dUI/AAAAAAAAAAk/9MPbaGo9mTE/s320/Jags+game+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We went to a BUNCH of Jaguar games this season. We said NO! when Miller wanted to paint on his chest so we compromised with the teal hair. Even Sophie had to get in the act.&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;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SQXRUj3sBsI/AAAAAAAAACE/jgiI6r-OWhY/s1600-h/all+full+memory+card+085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261841890808694466" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SQXRUj3sBsI/AAAAAAAAACE/jgiI6r-OWhY/s320/all+full+memory+card+085.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We may have over done it with the games. Cameron has picked up a few tricks and now thinks he's the kicker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SQXKJWN6RzI/AAAAAAAAAA0/bn6YikTH4FY/s1600-h/all+full+memory+card+084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261834001583851314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SQXKJWN6RzI/AAAAAAAAAA0/bn6YikTH4FY/s320/all+full+memory+card+084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Even Uncle Chris is part of the team.&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;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;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SQXK1PK_ydI/AAAAAAAAAA8/3_mBcetX-XM/s1600-h/all+full+memory+card+058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261834755606825426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 273px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SQXK1PK_ydI/AAAAAAAAAA8/3_mBcetX-XM/s320/all+full+memory+card+058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SQXLMe-zNLI/AAAAAAAAABE/FoPTWUFVS7E/s1600-h/all+full+memory+card+062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261835154987627698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 253px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SQXLMe-zNLI/AAAAAAAAABE/FoPTWUFVS7E/s320/all+full+memory+card+062.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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did a lot of swimming before the pool closed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also learned some new dance moves. Below Sophie demonstrates Thriller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SQXLsZdxL9I/AAAAAAAAABM/9IhuGq0ek5Q/s1600-h/all+full+memory+card+060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261835703262719954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SQXLsZdxL9I/AAAAAAAAABM/9IhuGq0ek5Q/s320/all+full+memory+card+060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SQXMC1WO3WI/AAAAAAAAABU/NKchReNb8xE/s1600-h/all+full+memory+card+061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261836088704425314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SQXMC1WO3WI/AAAAAAAAABU/NKchReNb8xE/s320/all+full+memory+card+061.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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice Miller on the diving board!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SQXMVJTpovI/AAAAAAAAABc/BlPIPDPzCvY/s1600-h/all+full+memory+card+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261836403299951346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SQXMVJTpovI/AAAAAAAAABc/BlPIPDPzCvY/s320/all+full+memory+card+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aunt Carie came back into our lives....for a minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SQXMvIoxIxI/AAAAAAAAABk/p0VBo-j8TXM/s1600-h/all+full+memory+card+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261836849796686610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 91px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 114px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SQXMvIoxIxI/AAAAAAAAABk/p0VBo-j8TXM/s320/all+full+memory+card+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She put a frog on Miller's head....&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;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SQXNQHFDtnI/AAAAAAAAABs/Ef8HvcHKZaA/s1600-h/all+full+memory+card+068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261837416314156658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 76px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 82px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vGe-LDSF9Rs/SQXNQHFDtnI/AAAAAAAAABs/Ef8HvcHKZaA/s320/all+full+memory+card+068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Convinced Jordan to become a hair Stylist..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And then left.........?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Okay so now everyone is up to speed. 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