<?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-3700288360415052504</id><updated>2012-02-16T04:49:02.979-06:00</updated><category term='Growing and Going'/><title type='text'>Living the Wild Life</title><subtitle type='html'>The story of a country girl, her hunting husband, and their little miracles!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildlifewife.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3700288360415052504/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildlifewife.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Wildlifewife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10079074101456575943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/TMBOey8L54I/AAAAAAAAAPA/33WW6XAkl84/S220/135.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>49</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3700288360415052504.post-2077558431340542738</id><published>2011-04-22T22:57:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T23:16:42.686-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We feel so blessed to have awesome family and friends that have made the last week so special...&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FKkKmXroR6U/TbJQs98DjjI/AAAAAAAAASI/cqaEMqyson0/s1600/DSC_1127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598626020245868082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FKkKmXroR6U/TbJQs98DjjI/AAAAAAAAASI/cqaEMqyson0/s200/DSC_1127.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jesper with Great Grandma Wangen and Big Papa Ruben&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ps4Wzm1aVws/TbJQsgQXZyI/AAAAAAAAASA/oFXrY2Fnle8/s1600/DSC_1124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598626012277991202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ps4Wzm1aVws/TbJQsgQXZyI/AAAAAAAAASA/oFXrY2Fnle8/s200/DSC_1124.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Godparents - Greg and Erin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xhHInIXh5ys/TbJQsOc8fOI/AAAAAAAAAR4/EnKydbwGdmg/s1600/DSC_1131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598626007498915042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xhHInIXh5ys/TbJQsOc8fOI/AAAAAAAAAR4/EnKydbwGdmg/s200/DSC_1131.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cousins!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Easter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPb96XUQPVU/TbJQrzqTDCI/AAAAAAAAARw/25wtXnvl-ss/s1600/DSC_1176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598626000307162146" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QPb96XUQPVU/TbJQrzqTDCI/AAAAAAAAARw/25wtXnvl-ss/s200/DSC_1176.JPG" /&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;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3700288360415052504-2077558431340542738?l=wildlifewife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildlifewife.blogspot.com/feeds/2077558431340542738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3700288360415052504&amp;postID=2077558431340542738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3700288360415052504/posts/default/2077558431340542738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3700288360415052504/posts/default/2077558431340542738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildlifewife.blogspot.com/2011/04/we-feel-so-blessed-to-have-awesome.html' title=''/><author><name>Wildlifewife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10079074101456575943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/TMBOey8L54I/AAAAAAAAAPA/33WW6XAkl84/S220/135.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FKkKmXroR6U/TbJQs98DjjI/AAAAAAAAASI/cqaEMqyson0/s72-c/DSC_1127.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3700288360415052504.post-8391077757878792215</id><published>2011-04-03T00:35:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T00:43:15.080-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Its still cold but the snow is melting ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CZlc-ODXV2M/TZgIFhr9FZI/AAAAAAAAARo/UpjCtfMdrEo/s1600/DSC_1096.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591227828415567250" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CZlc-ODXV2M/TZgIFhr9FZI/AAAAAAAAARo/UpjCtfMdrEo/s400/DSC_1096.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;and we could not be any happier...because when the snow melts it makes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ihlxqrf9fpI/TZgIFWRInrI/AAAAAAAAARg/ROHd7Gokf30/s1600/DSC_1050.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591227825350287026" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ihlxqrf9fpI/TZgIFWRInrI/AAAAAAAAARg/ROHd7Gokf30/s400/DSC_1050.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt; MUD! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d6XujNQDtZA/TZgIFJXxKCI/AAAAAAAAARY/JxJTI0O9TnQ/s1600/DSC_1084.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591227821888448546" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d6XujNQDtZA/TZgIFJXxKCI/AAAAAAAAARY/JxJTI0O9TnQ/s400/DSC_1084.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&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/3700288360415052504-8391077757878792215?l=wildlifewife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildlifewife.blogspot.com/feeds/8391077757878792215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3700288360415052504&amp;postID=8391077757878792215' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3700288360415052504/posts/default/8391077757878792215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3700288360415052504/posts/default/8391077757878792215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildlifewife.blogspot.com/2011/04/spring.html' title='Spring!'/><author><name>Wildlifewife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10079074101456575943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/TMBOey8L54I/AAAAAAAAAPA/33WW6XAkl84/S220/135.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CZlc-ODXV2M/TZgIFhr9FZI/AAAAAAAAARo/UpjCtfMdrEo/s72-c/DSC_1096.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3700288360415052504.post-3340004969757563510</id><published>2011-01-30T17:05:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T17:27:05.863-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Do You Remember?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Do you remember where you were three years ago today? What you were doing? What you felt like? Most of the time, I can hardly remember what I had to eat for lunch yesterday or what the weather was like last week...but three years ago today...now that is a day I will never forget. It was the day that our Bjorn had open heart surgery. I can remember that sinking filling in my stomach waiting for updates from the nurses and I remember seeing him hooked up to all those tubes and wires. I remember passing all the other rooms in the Cardiac ICU and feeling like I must be dreaming like it couldn't be my baby that was in this place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now here we are three years later and it is a stormy Sunday, nothing special going on, but I can't complain, because we have come so far and we are so blessed and today I get to look at this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568124278860318850" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/TUXzh8qyiII/AAAAAAAAARM/hZGRan2oYLo/s400/DSC_0997.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3700288360415052504-3340004969757563510?l=wildlifewife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildlifewife.blogspot.com/feeds/3340004969757563510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3700288360415052504&amp;postID=3340004969757563510' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3700288360415052504/posts/default/3340004969757563510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3700288360415052504/posts/default/3340004969757563510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildlifewife.blogspot.com/2011/01/do-you-remember.html' title='Do You Remember?'/><author><name>Wildlifewife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10079074101456575943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/TMBOey8L54I/AAAAAAAAAPA/33WW6XAkl84/S220/135.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/TUXzh8qyiII/AAAAAAAAARM/hZGRan2oYLo/s72-c/DSC_0997.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3700288360415052504.post-8826668195276109462</id><published>2011-01-23T20:40:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T20:46:02.817-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The ABC's of Bath Time Fun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/TTznFAcCKaI/AAAAAAAAARE/oX7HB3xYXw4/s1600/DSC_0896.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565577312726034850" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/TTznFAcCKaI/AAAAAAAAARE/oX7HB3xYXw4/s400/DSC_0896.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/TTznEkpbaUI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/PQrL6Ja2Gn4/s1600/DSC_0897.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565577305266022722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/TTznEkpbaUI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/PQrL6Ja2Gn4/s400/DSC_0897.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/3700288360415052504-8826668195276109462?l=wildlifewife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildlifewife.blogspot.com/feeds/8826668195276109462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3700288360415052504&amp;postID=8826668195276109462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3700288360415052504/posts/default/8826668195276109462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3700288360415052504/posts/default/8826668195276109462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildlifewife.blogspot.com/2011/01/abcs-of-bath-time-fun.html' title='The ABC&apos;s of Bath Time Fun!'/><author><name>Wildlifewife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10079074101456575943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/TMBOey8L54I/AAAAAAAAAPA/33WW6XAkl84/S220/135.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/TTznFAcCKaI/AAAAAAAAARE/oX7HB3xYXw4/s72-c/DSC_0896.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3700288360415052504.post-2254482420940364139</id><published>2010-11-01T19:35:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T19:59:21.628-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Trick or Treat!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well carving pumpkins was hilarious.  It took a lot of convincing to get Bjorn to take the seeds out of the pumpkin.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Check out this face!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/TM9hjq9XYlI/AAAAAAAAAQw/jnleTzFP73s/s1600/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534749732516618834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/TM9hjq9XYlI/AAAAAAAAAQw/jnleTzFP73s/s400/014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But it was all worth it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/TM9hjcFbmZI/AAAAAAAAAQo/e2lhDGBSlcc/s1600/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534749728523917714" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/TM9hjcFbmZI/AAAAAAAAAQo/e2lhDGBSlcc/s400/017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here are my cuties in their Halloween garb.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/TM9ekv7l4uI/AAAAAAAAAQg/6w6CkYFIPlQ/s1600/143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534746452496343778" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/TM9ekv7l4uI/AAAAAAAAAQg/6w6CkYFIPlQ/s400/143.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/TM9ekT0CjsI/AAAAAAAAAQY/vBFmryAr7aU/s1600/028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534746444948475586" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/TM9ekT0CjsI/AAAAAAAAAQY/vBFmryAr7aU/s400/028.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3700288360415052504-2254482420940364139?l=wildlifewife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildlifewife.blogspot.com/feeds/2254482420940364139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3700288360415052504&amp;postID=2254482420940364139' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3700288360415052504/posts/default/2254482420940364139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3700288360415052504/posts/default/2254482420940364139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildlifewife.blogspot.com/2010/11/trick-or-treat.html' title='Trick or Treat!!!'/><author><name>Wildlifewife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10079074101456575943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/TMBOey8L54I/AAAAAAAAAPA/33WW6XAkl84/S220/135.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/TM9hjq9XYlI/AAAAAAAAAQw/jnleTzFP73s/s72-c/014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3700288360415052504.post-2105067041467068881</id><published>2010-10-29T09:38:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T09:39:22.108-05:00</updated><title type='text'>On A Roll!!!</title><content type='html'>Jesper rolled over!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3700288360415052504-2105067041467068881?l=wildlifewife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildlifewife.blogspot.com/feeds/2105067041467068881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3700288360415052504&amp;postID=2105067041467068881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3700288360415052504/posts/default/2105067041467068881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3700288360415052504/posts/default/2105067041467068881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildlifewife.blogspot.com/2010/10/on-roll.html' title='On A Roll!!!'/><author><name>Wildlifewife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10079074101456575943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/TMBOey8L54I/AAAAAAAAAPA/33WW6XAkl84/S220/135.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3700288360415052504.post-1855980286359719920</id><published>2010-10-25T19:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T20:04:05.016-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Here he is! Mr. First Day of Preschool.   &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532150374542128018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/TMYldH6gs5I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/41H71LVatpQ/s400/017.JPG" /&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/TMYldH6gs5I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/41H71LVatpQ/s1600/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Not quite awake, but neither was Mom as you can tell from the slightly blurry picture.  MAYBE by the time he is ready for Kindergarten I will be a pro at our morning routine and get a nice picture instead of a "hurry up and smile we gotta go so Mom's not late for work" picture.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bjorn's first day of preschool was a good one.  On the way home he was not saying much about his day so I simply said, "OK, buddy I only need to know one thing.  Did you have enough fun that you want to get up and do it all again tomorrow?"  Bjorn's reply was a simple "MmmHmm" with a big smile on his face.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have also included some fun pics from our long weekend...We watched Daddy clean some birds that he hunted that morning and then went for an "adventure" (a.k.a a walk through the trees in into the pasture!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/TMYlctpfRLI/AAAAAAAAAQI/WdTGBYFDrvo/s1600/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532150367491409074" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/TMYlctpfRLI/AAAAAAAAAQI/WdTGBYFDrvo/s400/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/TMYlcU5j86I/AAAAAAAAAQA/gRqrGHKZsCs/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532150360847938466" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/TMYlcU5j86I/AAAAAAAAAQA/gRqrGHKZsCs/s400/001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/3700288360415052504-1855980286359719920?l=wildlifewife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildlifewife.blogspot.com/feeds/1855980286359719920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3700288360415052504&amp;postID=1855980286359719920' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3700288360415052504/posts/default/1855980286359719920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3700288360415052504/posts/default/1855980286359719920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildlifewife.blogspot.com/2010/10/first-day.html' title='First Day!!!'/><author><name>Wildlifewife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10079074101456575943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/TMBOey8L54I/AAAAAAAAAPA/33WW6XAkl84/S220/135.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/TMYldH6gs5I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/41H71LVatpQ/s72-c/017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3700288360415052504.post-6433292076863152652</id><published>2010-10-24T16:15:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T16:20:53.067-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Big and Bigger</title><content type='html'>Well how's this for growing up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night before last Jesper spent his first night in his real crib in his own room.  He slept all through the night, too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, Bjorn starts his first day of preschool.  Aaaaahhh! Not sure if I am ready to be the Mom of a preschooler...but he is so excited!  We'll see if I have my ducks in a row in the morning and am able to get his first day picture.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3700288360415052504-6433292076863152652?l=wildlifewife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildlifewife.blogspot.com/feeds/6433292076863152652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3700288360415052504&amp;postID=6433292076863152652' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3700288360415052504/posts/default/6433292076863152652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3700288360415052504/posts/default/6433292076863152652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildlifewife.blogspot.com/2010/10/big-and-bigger.html' title='Big and Bigger'/><author><name>Wildlifewife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10079074101456575943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/TMBOey8L54I/AAAAAAAAAPA/33WW6XAkl84/S220/135.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3700288360415052504.post-9091578103956178373</id><published>2010-10-21T09:39:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T09:56:40.668-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A love affair!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Casey said I should give this another try. No promises, but here goes my second attempt at blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life has changed a bit around here for us. The exciting word around here is still TWO! but it is no longer having a two year old. It is having TWO boys! Jesper Jack was added to the fold three months ago. Now we have become the house of threes. We have someone who is 33, 3 years, 3 months, and 30. Ug... did I actually admit that I am 30 online where the whole world can see. Yes, well it is true!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now here for his first blog appearance is the newest miracle in our life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530510839413038210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/TMBSTnmpXII/AAAAAAAAAPw/4IIFHcXDTUo/s400/132.JPG" /&gt;With that smile looking at me each day..how could I ever have a bad day. I know I am in-love. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh and just to be fair, here is big brother looking for a pumpkin&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530513155799451026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/TMBUac0NBZI/AAAAAAAAAP4/eIO1jA2G4Pc/s400/044.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3700288360415052504-9091578103956178373?l=wildlifewife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildlifewife.blogspot.com/feeds/9091578103956178373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3700288360415052504&amp;postID=9091578103956178373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3700288360415052504/posts/default/9091578103956178373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3700288360415052504/posts/default/9091578103956178373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildlifewife.blogspot.com/2010/10/love-affair.html' title='A love affair!'/><author><name>Wildlifewife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10079074101456575943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/TMBOey8L54I/AAAAAAAAAPA/33WW6XAkl84/S220/135.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/TMBSTnmpXII/AAAAAAAAAPw/4IIFHcXDTUo/s72-c/132.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3700288360415052504.post-544401945350971214</id><published>2009-07-24T14:28:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T14:43:58.239-05:00</updated><title type='text'>TWO!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SmoOlcYjL3I/AAAAAAAAAOw/eBy74t2Xnrg/s1600-h/DSC_0008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 371px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SmoOlcYjL3I/AAAAAAAAAOw/eBy74t2Xnrg/s400/DSC_0008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362114342775107442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its official... I am the mother of a two year old.  I was given some advice the other night.  A friend told me not to think of it as the terrible two's but the terrific two's instead.  Well, so far that advice is working because when I see this picture I can't think of anything terrible! (not even writing with crayon on the wall throwing a tantrum at nap time.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3700288360415052504-544401945350971214?l=wildlifewife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildlifewife.blogspot.com/feeds/544401945350971214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3700288360415052504&amp;postID=544401945350971214' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3700288360415052504/posts/default/544401945350971214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3700288360415052504/posts/default/544401945350971214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildlifewife.blogspot.com/2009/07/two.html' title='TWO!!!!'/><author><name>Wildlifewife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10079074101456575943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/TMBOey8L54I/AAAAAAAAAPA/33WW6XAkl84/S220/135.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SmoOlcYjL3I/AAAAAAAAAOw/eBy74t2Xnrg/s72-c/DSC_0008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3700288360415052504.post-5530074165042475164</id><published>2009-06-13T22:33:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T22:42:05.938-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy enjoying our summer...</title><content type='html'>Mr. Moose is on the loose again  and this time it is in Bjorns room... ok not the real Mr. Moose but I did have fun painting bjorn's room this week.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SjRw8E94j_I/AAAAAAAAAOo/P4d-jqespu8/s1600-h/DSC_1111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347022835023384562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SjRw8E94j_I/AAAAAAAAAOo/P4d-jqespu8/s400/DSC_1111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SjRw7ytG7wI/AAAAAAAAAOg/L78P_TEwZgg/s1600-h/DSC_1110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347022830121185026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SjRw7ytG7wI/AAAAAAAAAOg/L78P_TEwZgg/s400/DSC_1110.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SjRw7khB6hI/AAAAAAAAAOY/HXbKWBMOeu0/s1600-h/DSC_1109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347022826312428050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SjRw7khB6hI/AAAAAAAAAOY/HXbKWBMOeu0/s400/DSC_1109.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are some projects that Bjorn made at daycare.  We decided to take some pictures of them before we took them down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SjRw7TRhkOI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/spntb6COwy8/s1600-h/DSC_1105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347022821683990754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SjRw7TRhkOI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/spntb6COwy8/s400/DSC_1105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/3700288360415052504-5530074165042475164?l=wildlifewife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildlifewife.blogspot.com/feeds/5530074165042475164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3700288360415052504&amp;postID=5530074165042475164' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3700288360415052504/posts/default/5530074165042475164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3700288360415052504/posts/default/5530074165042475164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildlifewife.blogspot.com/2009/06/busy-enjoying-our-summer.html' title='Busy enjoying our summer...'/><author><name>Wildlifewife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10079074101456575943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/TMBOey8L54I/AAAAAAAAAPA/33WW6XAkl84/S220/135.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SjRw8E94j_I/AAAAAAAAAOo/P4d-jqespu8/s72-c/DSC_1111.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3700288360415052504.post-3306265501940868677</id><published>2009-05-14T08:31:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T09:46:41.599-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Last Day!</title><content type='html'>Today is the last day that I will teach for the school year.&lt;br /&gt;It is the last day that I will teach Kindergarten.&lt;br /&gt;It is the last day that I will teach in this school building.&lt;br /&gt;It is the last day that I will look at these four walls (except when I come back next week to finish cleaning up.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am surprisingly nostalgic today, it feels a little like graduation day.  You know, super excited and a little nervous to be moving on from one part of your life to the next.  If I were to write a speech about ending my Kindergarten teaching days.  I would start with this opening line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"It only took me five years...but I finally learned how to read and now I can move on to first grade."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, that's right- I will be teaching first grade next year and I will be moving to the school in the town were we live so it will cut my driving time and hopefully increase family time.  Plus, I will finally be able to just be a part of one community.  I always felt torn between the two before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I am very excited to be starting this next venture and super pumped about the next 3 months were I get to totally and completely immerse myself in just being a Mom!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah! Mommy and Bjorn time, here I come!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3700288360415052504-3306265501940868677?l=wildlifewife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildlifewife.blogspot.com/feeds/3306265501940868677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3700288360415052504&amp;postID=3306265501940868677' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3700288360415052504/posts/default/3306265501940868677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3700288360415052504/posts/default/3306265501940868677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildlifewife.blogspot.com/2009/05/last-day.html' title='The Last Day!'/><author><name>Wildlifewife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10079074101456575943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/TMBOey8L54I/AAAAAAAAAPA/33WW6XAkl84/S220/135.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3700288360415052504.post-4472191223520613379</id><published>2009-05-04T11:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T11:05:27.042-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What a whopper!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We decided to spend our beautiful Sunday evening fishing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; and check out the whopper that I caught!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/Sf8RgRseHgI/AAAAAAAAAOI/jcsuE4COvvw/s1600-h/FISHINg09+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331999730033368578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/Sf8RgRseHgI/AAAAAAAAAOI/jcsuE4COvvw/s400/FISHINg09+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; To be fair Casey did catch more fish than me...but mine was still bigger!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/Sf8RgIUxN1I/AAAAAAAAAOA/P587NVZWlvY/s1600-h/FISHINg09+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331999727518037842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/Sf8RgIUxN1I/AAAAAAAAAOA/P587NVZWlvY/s400/FISHINg09+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3700288360415052504-4472191223520613379?l=wildlifewife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildlifewife.blogspot.com/feeds/4472191223520613379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3700288360415052504&amp;postID=4472191223520613379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3700288360415052504/posts/default/4472191223520613379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3700288360415052504/posts/default/4472191223520613379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildlifewife.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-whopper.html' title='What a whopper!'/><author><name>Wildlifewife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10079074101456575943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/TMBOey8L54I/AAAAAAAAAPA/33WW6XAkl84/S220/135.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/Sf8RgRseHgI/AAAAAAAAAOI/jcsuE4COvvw/s72-c/FISHINg09+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3700288360415052504.post-572830225529595754</id><published>2009-04-24T10:34:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T10:36:55.661-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dads and their boys...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SfHchNdDqYI/AAAAAAAAAN4/lr_ej7ak7Fs/s1600-h/DSC_0988.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328282297261336962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SfHchNdDqYI/AAAAAAAAAN4/lr_ej7ak7Fs/s400/DSC_0988.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/3700288360415052504-572830225529595754?l=wildlifewife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildlifewife.blogspot.com/feeds/572830225529595754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3700288360415052504&amp;postID=572830225529595754' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3700288360415052504/posts/default/572830225529595754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3700288360415052504/posts/default/572830225529595754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildlifewife.blogspot.com/2009/04/dads-and-their-boys.html' title='Dads and their boys...'/><author><name>Wildlifewife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10079074101456575943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/TMBOey8L54I/AAAAAAAAAPA/33WW6XAkl84/S220/135.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SfHchNdDqYI/AAAAAAAAAN4/lr_ej7ak7Fs/s72-c/DSC_0988.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3700288360415052504.post-8229489653162732971</id><published>2009-03-25T23:05:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T23:24:12.752-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures, as promised!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here are my pictures as I promised...this is Bjorn and I sledding about in the beginning of March.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317345236476407986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/ScsBUfBKsLI/AAAAAAAAANI/1t_r3-AkCZw/s400/Feb.Mar.2009+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Here is the crew checking out the baby calves at my Mom and Dad's farm.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317345258120668466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/ScsBVvpj5TI/AAAAAAAAANg/83CDBtFPv04/s400/Feb.Mar.2009+071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317345247291005314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/ScsBVHTkWYI/AAAAAAAAANY/E3hUJbNnp04/s400/Feb.Mar.2009+068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This picture was taken March 21st.  Do you see all the fun mud?  Bjorn saw it up close (notice the mud on the front of his coat!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317345245909513778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/ScsBVCKMdjI/AAAAAAAAANQ/3v2erNJXG-c/s400/Feb.Mar.2009+087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then the snow came back...and so did Mr. Moose.  This picture was taken today, March 25th!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/ScsBV_DGYJI/AAAAAAAAANo/DqfVqbyq-f0/s1600-h/Feb.Mar.2009+098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317345262254317714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/ScsBV_DGYJI/AAAAAAAAANo/DqfVqbyq-f0/s400/Feb.Mar.2009+098.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dear Snow, please go away...but Mr. Moose you can stay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3700288360415052504-8229489653162732971?l=wildlifewife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildlifewife.blogspot.com/feeds/8229489653162732971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3700288360415052504&amp;postID=8229489653162732971' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3700288360415052504/posts/default/8229489653162732971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3700288360415052504/posts/default/8229489653162732971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildlifewife.blogspot.com/2009/03/pictures-as-promised.html' title='Pictures, as promised!'/><author><name>Wildlifewife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10079074101456575943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/TMBOey8L54I/AAAAAAAAAPA/33WW6XAkl84/S220/135.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/ScsBUfBKsLI/AAAAAAAAANI/1t_r3-AkCZw/s72-c/Feb.Mar.2009+011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3700288360415052504.post-5162997215026913483</id><published>2009-03-25T09:31:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T09:52:34.122-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring had sprung ...and then it bounced away.</title><content type='html'>Well after a beautiful weekend of sunshine and mud!  The snow has returned.  I promise I will have pictures soon.  We had been having so much fun playing in the melting snow/water/mud and now our world is white again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to have a very positive attitude - go with the flow - but after having a boy with an ear infection for the last few days and almost getting stuck on my way to school this morning (they hadn't cleared the streets yet when I got to town)  I have to say I am feeling pretty humbug! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here is my effort to make myself cheer-up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top 10 reasons I love spring in central ND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.  only in ND does it seem appropriate to give a hat and mittens as an Easter gift&lt;br /&gt;9. baby calves&lt;br /&gt;8. at least if you get stuck in the snow/mud its not too cold to walk for help&lt;br /&gt;7. I don't have to worry about the red river flooding my house - just the slough out back.&lt;br /&gt;6. only 30 days of Kindergarten left&lt;br /&gt;5. There is still a chance of another snow day off from school&lt;br /&gt;4. I heard the geese are comming back...I've even seen a few!&lt;br /&gt;3. planning my garden (the three ft. of snow on my garden will be gone before we know it, right?...right?)&lt;br /&gt;2. unlike the area where we go antelope hunting we did not get 22.3 in. of snow yesterday - we only got about 8 in.&lt;br /&gt; and the number one reason is...&lt;br /&gt;1. faith means believing without seeing - I know that soon the sun will shine and summer will come even if it doesn't feel or look like it right now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3700288360415052504-5162997215026913483?l=wildlifewife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildlifewife.blogspot.com/feeds/5162997215026913483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3700288360415052504&amp;postID=5162997215026913483' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3700288360415052504/posts/default/5162997215026913483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3700288360415052504/posts/default/5162997215026913483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildlifewife.blogspot.com/2009/03/spring-had-sprung-and-then-it-bounced.html' title='Spring had sprung ...and then it bounced away.'/><author><name>Wildlifewife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10079074101456575943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/TMBOey8L54I/AAAAAAAAAPA/33WW6XAkl84/S220/135.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3700288360415052504.post-2202577393117061924</id><published>2009-03-10T22:16:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T08:10:36.117-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A night for Mommy and Me...and a Moose!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well everyone else headed to the regional basketball tournament tonight, but Bjorn and I decided to have a Mommy and Me night at home (and when I say home -I really mean at Howard and Joan's because our road is blocked again).   And boy are we glad we did!   I mean yes, we missed watching the boys win another game (Go Trojans!) but if we would have gone to the game we would have missed seeing this huge creature in Grandma and Grandpa's backyard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yep that is Mr. Moose E.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/Sbct2UUvtZI/AAAAAAAAAM4/OJbRBh_P290/s1600-h/Bjorndino+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311764696698697106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/Sbct2UUvtZI/AAAAAAAAAM4/OJbRBh_P290/s320/Bjorndino+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We also had fun building towers with the blocks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/Sbct2MnWXSI/AAAAAAAAAMw/9XV-idDzb8c/s1600-h/Bjorndino+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311764694629244194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/Sbct2MnWXSI/AAAAAAAAAMw/9XV-idDzb8c/s320/Bjorndino+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then we watched Mr. Moose some more. He got much closer to the house after the sun went down but it was too dark for him to show up on those pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/Sbct2bW-qCI/AAAAAAAAANA/QA8ac8mdBFc/s1600-h/Bjorndino+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311764698587113506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/Sbct2bW-qCI/AAAAAAAAANA/QA8ac8mdBFc/s320/Bjorndino+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And ofcourse, what Mommy and Me night would be complete without a self portrait and a little tickle torture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/Sbct10RCw3I/AAAAAAAAAMo/hV8UTAi-ndQ/s1600-h/Bjorndino+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311764688093234034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/Sbct10RCw3I/AAAAAAAAAMo/hV8UTAi-ndQ/s320/Bjorndino+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3700288360415052504-2202577393117061924?l=wildlifewife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildlifewife.blogspot.com/feeds/2202577393117061924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3700288360415052504&amp;postID=2202577393117061924' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3700288360415052504/posts/default/2202577393117061924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3700288360415052504/posts/default/2202577393117061924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildlifewife.blogspot.com/2009/03/night-for-mommy-and-meand-moose.html' title='A night for Mommy and Me...and a Moose!'/><author><name>Wildlifewife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10079074101456575943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/TMBOey8L54I/AAAAAAAAAPA/33WW6XAkl84/S220/135.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/Sbct2UUvtZI/AAAAAAAAAM4/OJbRBh_P290/s72-c/Bjorndino+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3700288360415052504.post-5441303193809922547</id><published>2009-02-27T13:37:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T14:03:04.039-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dino-mite Friday!</title><content type='html'>It is just a lazy Friday around here. It is 20 below windchill so we are stuck inside, but as you can see everyone is well taken care of...even the dinosaurs!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SahCYVQwYpI/AAAAAAAAAMY/nN4yuy1z-_k/s1600-h/Bjorndino.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307565146647847570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SahCYVQwYpI/AAAAAAAAAMY/nN4yuy1z-_k/s320/Bjorndino.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3700288360415052504-5441303193809922547?l=wildlifewife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildlifewife.blogspot.com/feeds/5441303193809922547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3700288360415052504&amp;postID=5441303193809922547' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3700288360415052504/posts/default/5441303193809922547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3700288360415052504/posts/default/5441303193809922547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildlifewife.blogspot.com/2009/02/dino-mite-friday.html' title='Dino-mite Friday!'/><author><name>Wildlifewife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10079074101456575943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/TMBOey8L54I/AAAAAAAAAPA/33WW6XAkl84/S220/135.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SahCYVQwYpI/AAAAAAAAAMY/nN4yuy1z-_k/s72-c/Bjorndino.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3700288360415052504.post-2437932197066093621</id><published>2009-02-18T10:22:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T10:26:03.931-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My favorite scene from the winter of 2009</title><content type='html'>This is a scene I pass every day.  It is the road between our house and our neighbors.  Yep there is a road under all that snow.  It has been blocked since sometime in November and who knows when we will drive it again.  It makes me giggle when I see the poles all lined up and all that snow inbetween.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SZw2FnpGlEI/AAAAAAAAAMI/tQHMBAJESBM/s1600-h/SnowedIn%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304173931304227906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SZw2FnpGlEI/AAAAAAAAAMI/tQHMBAJESBM/s320/SnowedIn%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/3700288360415052504-2437932197066093621?l=wildlifewife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildlifewife.blogspot.com/feeds/2437932197066093621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3700288360415052504&amp;postID=2437932197066093621' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3700288360415052504/posts/default/2437932197066093621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3700288360415052504/posts/default/2437932197066093621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildlifewife.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-favorite-scene-from-winter-of-2009.html' title='My favorite scene from the winter of 2009'/><author><name>Wildlifewife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10079074101456575943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/TMBOey8L54I/AAAAAAAAAPA/33WW6XAkl84/S220/135.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SZw2FnpGlEI/AAAAAAAAAMI/tQHMBAJESBM/s72-c/SnowedIn%5B1%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3700288360415052504.post-2360490274577217848</id><published>2009-02-11T23:00:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T23:06:54.093-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Scenes from a Winter Wonderland</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SZOtkxthCTI/AAAAAAAAAMA/80a-ZuthX6M/s1600-h/Winter+2009+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301772033676347698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SZOtkxthCTI/AAAAAAAAAMA/80a-ZuthX6M/s320/Winter+2009+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SZOtk5cqB-I/AAAAAAAAAL4/auyXRri7XuE/s1600-h/Winter+2009+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I thought I would share a few scenes from the last few days.  We have been having lots of fun adventures at Hotel Anderson and we have even discovered a new rare species.  We call it Roadus Maintainus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SZOtRq9krYI/AAAAAAAAALo/N78AtDFRkJY/s1600-h/Winter+2009+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301771705447132546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SZOtRq9krYI/AAAAAAAAALo/N78AtDFRkJY/s320/Winter+2009+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These babies just keep getting longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SZOtRm0m2KI/AAAAAAAAALw/5py28CXBiuM/s1600-h/Winter+2009+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301771704335784098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SZOtRm0m2KI/AAAAAAAAALw/5py28CXBiuM/s320/Winter+2009+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a highway I wanna ride it all night long...well not this highway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SZOtRiTlTUI/AAAAAAAAALg/bUfUiUiSmG4/s1600-h/Winter+2009+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301771703123529026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SZOtRiTlTUI/AAAAAAAAALg/bUfUiUiSmG4/s320/Winter+2009+003.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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SZOtRTdyKNI/AAAAAAAAALY/XlYBd_gL3sk/s1600-h/Winter+2009+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301771699139782866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SZOtRTdyKNI/AAAAAAAAALY/XlYBd_gL3sk/s320/Winter+2009+001.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;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SZOtRGEr_dI/AAAAAAAAALQ/kzP1rRKISQY/s1600-h/Winter+2009+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301771695544860114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SZOtRGEr_dI/AAAAAAAAALQ/kzP1rRKISQY/s320/Winter+2009+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/3700288360415052504-2360490274577217848?l=wildlifewife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildlifewife.blogspot.com/feeds/2360490274577217848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3700288360415052504&amp;postID=2360490274577217848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3700288360415052504/posts/default/2360490274577217848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3700288360415052504/posts/default/2360490274577217848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildlifewife.blogspot.com/2009/02/scenes-from-winter-wonderland.html' title='Scenes from a Winter Wonderland'/><author><name>Wildlifewife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10079074101456575943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/TMBOey8L54I/AAAAAAAAAPA/33WW6XAkl84/S220/135.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SZOtkxthCTI/AAAAAAAAAMA/80a-ZuthX6M/s72-c/Winter+2009+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3700288360415052504.post-4757112432693453031</id><published>2009-02-10T22:29:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T22:48:49.551-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A baby, A ballgame, and A birthday</title><content type='html'>So I have not been feeling very bloggy lately and I am a lot behind on my updates...but I am going to blame it on all the snow again. Thats right ladies and gentlemen we are snowed out AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its ok though because somehow this time it feels more like an adventure. Anyway we had a fun weekend. I took Bjorn to his first basketball game. I know he is 18 months old - well last year we couldn't take him anywhere for fear of him getting sick and this year the weather has been to crazy to think about going...but this weekend I finally did it and Bjorn loved it. Then we had a birthday party for my brother inlaw and my nephew at the bowling alley! &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SZJVWzy9pMI/AAAAAAAAAK4/5Dm0zBqhJyw/s1600-h/ZellaJo+and+Owens+Bday+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301393561717941442" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SZJVWzy9pMI/AAAAAAAAAK4/5Dm0zBqhJyw/s320/ZellaJo+and+Owens+Bday+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was great fun. We&lt;u&gt;had the place to ourselves so each of the boys got their own lane. &lt;/u&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SZJVW3IwTtI/AAAAAAAAALA/3DHJFv3EAZA/s1600-h/ZellaJo+and+Owens+Bday+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301393562614648530" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SZJVW3IwTtI/AAAAAAAAALA/3DHJFv3EAZA/s320/ZellaJo+and+Owens+Bday+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally I would like to introduce you to Bjorn's new cousin...the first baby girl on the Anderson side. Here she is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SZJVXD46JxI/AAAAAAAAALI/-YQVM6KWYlY/s1600-h/ZellaJo+and+Owens+Bday+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301393566037845778" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SZJVXD46JxI/AAAAAAAAALI/-YQVM6KWYlY/s320/ZellaJo+and+Owens+Bday+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zella Jo... isn't she a doll!!!!&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3700288360415052504-4757112432693453031?l=wildlifewife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildlifewife.blogspot.com/feeds/4757112432693453031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3700288360415052504&amp;postID=4757112432693453031' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3700288360415052504/posts/default/4757112432693453031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3700288360415052504/posts/default/4757112432693453031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildlifewife.blogspot.com/2009/02/baby-ballgame-and-birthday.html' title='A baby, A ballgame, and A birthday'/><author><name>Wildlifewife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10079074101456575943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/TMBOey8L54I/AAAAAAAAAPA/33WW6XAkl84/S220/135.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SZJVWzy9pMI/AAAAAAAAAK4/5Dm0zBqhJyw/s72-c/ZellaJo+and+Owens+Bday+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3700288360415052504.post-3902732533544921850</id><published>2009-02-01T22:51:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T23:22:28.038-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Matter of Perspective</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I wasn't able to get to the computer on Friday and I wanted this to be a flashback friday post, but maybe I will start a new trend and call this Sentimental Sunday. You see a year ago this week, I was in a very different place...&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SYZ9UYERnxI/AAAAAAAAAKw/QI-n4wCNkmU/s1600-h/Bjornpics+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298059800659205906" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SYZ9UYERnxI/AAAAAAAAAKw/QI-n4wCNkmU/s320/Bjornpics+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;sure the snow was still blowing and it was cold where we were...but last year at this time we could not afford to grumble about the weather... we had much bigger fish to fry! January30th, 2008 was the day that Bjorn had his heart surgery and as I sat and watched the Superbowl today (My favorite team won by the way. Go Stealers!) I couldn't help but remember that the last Superbowl I watched was from the cardiac ICU at Mayo. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now here we are an entire year later, and I have a very important lesson that I would like to share with you. The lesson that I learned started with trip to Bismarck. I was so excited to go and do a little shopping, get out and be with other humans older than the age of 6, and all I had to do was get through a doctors appointment and the rest of the day would be filled with fun...right?...wrong! Let's just say taking a little boy just getting over croup and an ear infection to get his 18 month shots is a bad idea and then if you think you are going to take him shopping afterwards...forget about it. Don't worry he got me back, by peeing all over my leg at Bob's photo and begging for every toy at Walmart...and if that wasn't enough...it was one of those days where I just couldn't find anything on my shopping list. What a bad day!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So there I was feeling all sorry for myself, driving home, and then it hit me...duh! A year ago I was sitting in a waiting room praying, pleading, even making deals with God if He would just let Bjorn make it through surgery...well Bjorn did make it through surgery and now I have an 18 mon. old who is just starting the terrible two's tantrums, making every developmental milestone on time and beginning to talk my ear off and compared to last year it was a good day. It is all a matter of perspective!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3700288360415052504-3902732533544921850?l=wildlifewife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildlifewife.blogspot.com/feeds/3902732533544921850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3700288360415052504&amp;postID=3902732533544921850' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3700288360415052504/posts/default/3902732533544921850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3700288360415052504/posts/default/3902732533544921850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildlifewife.blogspot.com/2009/02/matter-of-perspective.html' title='A Matter of Perspective'/><author><name>Wildlifewife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10079074101456575943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/TMBOey8L54I/AAAAAAAAAPA/33WW6XAkl84/S220/135.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SYZ9UYERnxI/AAAAAAAAAKw/QI-n4wCNkmU/s72-c/Bjornpics+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3700288360415052504.post-8598062181067084600</id><published>2009-01-22T15:27:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T15:31:43.169-06:00</updated><title type='text'>In or Out!</title><content type='html'>Well we have been able to be home all week now -it is so good to be home...when you can get in and out. But I have a question for you. If you knew the road to your home was going to be blocked would you rather be snowed in at home and not be able to go anywhere or snowed out of your house and be able to go pretty much anywhere you wanted except for home?  Just wondering what you all think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Pictures of more snow coming soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3700288360415052504-8598062181067084600?l=wildlifewife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildlifewife.blogspot.com/feeds/8598062181067084600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3700288360415052504&amp;postID=8598062181067084600' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3700288360415052504/posts/default/8598062181067084600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3700288360415052504/posts/default/8598062181067084600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildlifewife.blogspot.com/2009/01/in-or-out.html' title='In or Out!'/><author><name>Wildlifewife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10079074101456575943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/TMBOey8L54I/AAAAAAAAAPA/33WW6XAkl84/S220/135.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3700288360415052504.post-8392461692905434603</id><published>2009-01-12T13:42:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T14:15:20.166-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow Day Fun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well the blowing snow from last night caused a NO SCHOOL snow day today. So Bjorn and I get to spend the whole day with Julius and Owen. We thought what better thing to do on a snow day than to play in the snow with your cousins!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SWuhkRXJxRI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GTSuchU125g/s1600-h/Bjorn"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290499831784654098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SWuhkRXJxRI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GTSuchU125g/s320/Bjorn%27s+snow+day.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Casey's brother Juel made this awesome snow cave for the boys! It was toasty warm out of the wind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290499827786792898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SWuhkCd_P8I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/LZQ0-GFX5sU/s320/snow+fort.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290499824513396162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SWuhj2RjLcI/AAAAAAAAAKI/hbRTu75bePI/s320/Julius.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And two more pictures incase some of you warm weather friends think I am exagerating about not being able to get into our house. These two pictures were taken looking out our front door around Dec. 30th and we have gotten almost a foot more snow since then...and we are suppose to get 2-4 more in. tommorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290502343763028850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SWuj2fNd63I/AAAAAAAAAKg/K7SS4wZLTpM/s320/Jeffswedding+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you look along the telephone polls that is where our road is "suppose" to be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290502346619199602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SWuj2p2boHI/AAAAAAAAAKo/pXEIcyonjSU/s320/our+house.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SWuhi8I7hAI/AAAAAAAAAKA/J5zmX_UIsVs/s1600-h/B+and+O.jpg"&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;/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/3700288360415052504-8392461692905434603?l=wildlifewife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildlifewife.blogspot.com/feeds/8392461692905434603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3700288360415052504&amp;postID=8392461692905434603' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3700288360415052504/posts/default/8392461692905434603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3700288360415052504/posts/default/8392461692905434603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildlifewife.blogspot.com/2009/01/snow-day-fun.html' title='Snow Day Fun!'/><author><name>Wildlifewife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10079074101456575943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/TMBOey8L54I/AAAAAAAAAPA/33WW6XAkl84/S220/135.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SWuhkRXJxRI/AAAAAAAAAKY/GTSuchU125g/s72-c/Bjorn%27s+snow+day.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3700288360415052504.post-8358505320791309784</id><published>2009-01-11T22:04:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T22:46:47.025-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Snowed Out!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SWrDSjB4voI/AAAAAAAAAIc/j9khNxmrs98/s1600-h/Jeffswedding+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290255435708284546" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SWrDSjB4voI/AAAAAAAAAIc/j9khNxmrs98/s320/Jeffswedding+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well we managed to get about 8 in. of snow over the weekend and it is blowing like crazy tonight so even though Bigbird is back from icefishing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;we are unable to go home because we are snowed out of our house. So as I sit at my in-laws tonight I thought I would fill you in on our exciting weekend. Friday morning I set out with Bjorn, Howard, and Joan to meet Casey for one of his very best friend's wedding. We set out at about 11 in the middle of a snow storm and made it down the road about 10 feet before we got stuck. Now some people might turn around and give-up, but not us! I was bound and determined to get to that wedding and so we turned back (after we used the snowblower to clear a path back to the house) for a couple of hours and started out again. This time we made it the whole way!!!! It was a beautiful wedding and it was so good to see old friends...plus we were lucky enough to have Grandma and Grandpa along to watch Bjorn so we could dance the night away... and we did...my feet are making me pay today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290258549513092818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SWrGHy2zftI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Zo-1NCTih0o/s320/Dance.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290258535682329026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SWrGG_VSycI/AAAAAAAAAIk/EqOb-B3NhiU/s320/4boys.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290262526316975442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SWrJvRmvFVI/AAAAAAAAAJU/_749bcE6yjo/s320/Izzy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290258542802396034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SWrGHZ22Y4I/AAAAAAAAAIs/Jdu3VwdNEU0/s320/Bjorn+and+Casey.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290258553721502850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SWrGICiKvII/AAAAAAAAAI8/JlAnSuoakHA/s320/Where+are+they.jpg" border="0" /&gt;and finally I want to give you my "Christmas Update part two, the final addition" The rest of our Christmas was filled with fun and family! Here are some pictures to prove it!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290262542607159874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SWrJwOSnkkI/AAAAAAAAAJk/ay65QjpIvrs/s320/piano.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290262537677532930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SWrJv77TbwI/AAAAAAAAAJc/bejiEXZ6yFE/s320/Taneah.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290262528926908514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SWrJvbU_gGI/AAAAAAAAAJM/sWBmWrILXkw/s320/Jeffswedding+052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290262524242930578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SWrJvJ4Pq5I/AAAAAAAAAJE/A_yuYV0QeP0/s320/couch.jpg" border="0" /&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/3700288360415052504-8358505320791309784?l=wildlifewife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildlifewife.blogspot.com/feeds/8358505320791309784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3700288360415052504&amp;postID=8358505320791309784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3700288360415052504/posts/default/8358505320791309784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3700288360415052504/posts/default/8358505320791309784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildlifewife.blogspot.com/2009/01/snowed-out.html' title='Snowed Out!'/><author><name>Wildlifewife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10079074101456575943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/TMBOey8L54I/AAAAAAAAAPA/33WW6XAkl84/S220/135.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SWrDSjB4voI/AAAAAAAAAIc/j9khNxmrs98/s72-c/Jeffswedding+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3700288360415052504.post-3219753107827366248</id><published>2009-01-08T22:50:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T23:16:34.580-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Three Boys, Two Dogs and a pile of ...!</title><content type='html'>So this week at my in-laws has turned out to be a RELAXING event free week so I want to tell you something that happened over Christmas break that I have been meaning to share with all of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During break, I told my cousin that I would take care of his puppy while he was on a snowmobile trip. Well one of the days that I had the puppy I also told my sister in-law that I would watch my two nephews for her. So there I was with three boys and two dogs. What better thing to do in 10 degree weather than dress up a one year old, a 2.5 year old, and a 5 year old and take them outside to play in the snow with the dogs. Well as I gathered up the kid's snow gear I remembered that my sister in-law did not bring snowpants for the boys. I have a pair that are too big for B so I decided I would put those on Mr. O the 2.5 year old. and "J" the 5 year could surely be somehow rigged up into a pair of my pants.&lt;br /&gt;After 15 minutes of gathering all the gear, as the puppy was yelping to be let out, and B and O were running around the house screaming for joy, I began getting J dressed up in my insulated sweats...cinching them around the waiste with the drawstring and tucking the bottom of the pant legs into his boots. 10 minutes later I had him dressed and ready to send out the door just in time to see B pick something up off the floor, it appeared to be a small rock sized object and we all know how much B loves to put rocks in his mouth so I hurried over to grab the "rock" away from him...As soon as my hand grabbed the "rock" I knew what had happened and it was not a rock at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh did I forget to mention that we are smack dab it the middle of potty training Mr. O...thats right fokes, my B picked up a piece of Mr. O's doo-doo that had somehow wondered out of his underwear and then I grabbed it away from him. YUK! YUK! YUK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well 40 minutes after I started gathering the snow gear we were all in dry clean clothes having a blast in the snow for about 15 minutes before everyone got cold and we had to go back in!  Yeah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3700288360415052504-3219753107827366248?l=wildlifewife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildlifewife.blogspot.com/feeds/3219753107827366248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3700288360415052504&amp;postID=3219753107827366248' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3700288360415052504/posts/default/3219753107827366248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3700288360415052504/posts/default/3219753107827366248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildlifewife.blogspot.com/2009/01/three-boys-two-dogs-and-pile-of.html' title='Three Boys, Two Dogs and a pile of ...!'/><author><name>Wildlifewife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10079074101456575943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/TMBOey8L54I/AAAAAAAAAPA/33WW6XAkl84/S220/135.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3700288360415052504.post-7576818402256353832</id><published>2009-01-05T22:08:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T22:25:30.389-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Life on the Cold Prairie!</title><content type='html'>So I grew up in the country, I know what it is like to live in the sticks, in North Dakota, in the winter.  I lived through the winter of 97 when the snow banks were higher than the bus on my bus route to school. &lt;br /&gt;I have never, however, lived through a North Dakota winter with a one year old while my husband is off on a week long ice fishing/bachealor party trip with his buddies!  And that ladies and gentleman is what has brought me to my in-laws for the week.  No this is not an "oh my goodness I have to put up with my in-laws" post.  This is a "thank our Father in heaven for my in-laws" post.  You see, of the 31 days in December, we got snow 25 of those days.  This snow has left the 2 mile gravel road to my house looking more like a snow tunnel that one of my students built than an actual road.  I wish that I had pictures of my neighbor coming down the road with his snow blower (and by snowblower I mean large tractor blower blowing the snow 50 yards away) to open our road after being blocked in for almost three days.  It was like the calvary coming! (We love you, Steve!)&lt;br /&gt;So here I am, at my inlaws - I am sure I will have another good story for you before the week is through!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3700288360415052504-7576818402256353832?l=wildlifewife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildlifewife.blogspot.com/feeds/7576818402256353832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3700288360415052504&amp;postID=7576818402256353832' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3700288360415052504/posts/default/7576818402256353832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3700288360415052504/posts/default/7576818402256353832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildlifewife.blogspot.com/2009/01/life-on-cold-prairie.html' title='Life on the Cold Prairie!'/><author><name>Wildlifewife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10079074101456575943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/TMBOey8L54I/AAAAAAAAAPA/33WW6XAkl84/S220/135.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3700288360415052504.post-4989008845961454001</id><published>2008-12-26T15:06:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T15:25:47.336-06:00</updated><title type='text'>2 down 3 to go!</title><content type='html'>Here is a peak at the fun we have had so far! We are only half done with our Christmas celebrations and already we've been having a blast.  Christmas through the eyes of a one year old sure is magical!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Have yourself a Merry &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Wii&lt;/span&gt; Christmas! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SVVJQEuI0fI/AAAAAAAAAHc/v21F2nif9aw/s1600-h/Christmas+08+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284210278283137522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SVVJQEuI0fI/AAAAAAAAAHc/v21F2nif9aw/s320/Christmas+08+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santa brought a new tractor!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SVVJRBxd9sI/AAAAAAAAAHs/0stxVWED27Y/s1600-h/Christmas+08+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284210294671668930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SVVJRBxd9sI/AAAAAAAAAHs/0stxVWED27Y/s320/Christmas+08+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ride'em cowboy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SVVJQgp0yrI/AAAAAAAAAHk/xuIlXkb73mg/s1600-h/Christmas+08+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284210285781240498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SVVJQgp0yrI/AAAAAAAAAHk/xuIlXkb73mg/s320/Christmas+08+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aren't they sweet!  Happy Anniversary tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SVVJPgFjGxI/AAAAAAAAAHU/6mt5ntR1NBc/s1600-h/Christmas+08+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284210268449217298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SVVJPgFjGxI/AAAAAAAAAHU/6mt5ntR1NBc/s320/Christmas+08+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3700288360415052504-4989008845961454001?l=wildlifewife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildlifewife.blogspot.com/feeds/4989008845961454001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3700288360415052504&amp;postID=4989008845961454001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3700288360415052504/posts/default/4989008845961454001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3700288360415052504/posts/default/4989008845961454001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildlifewife.blogspot.com/2008/12/2-down-3-to-go.html' title='2 down 3 to go!'/><author><name>Wildlifewife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10079074101456575943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/TMBOey8L54I/AAAAAAAAAPA/33WW6XAkl84/S220/135.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SVVJQEuI0fI/AAAAAAAAAHc/v21F2nif9aw/s72-c/Christmas+08+013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3700288360415052504.post-5011163687309297246</id><published>2008-12-10T08:05:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:09:20.400-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is Good!</title><content type='html'>I will just have to give you the father-in-law version (direct and to the point) of yesterday for now.  Maybe if I have more time later, I can give you the sister version (its all in the details) of the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more medicine!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don't have to go back to see the cardiologist for a whole year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for your prayers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3700288360415052504-5011163687309297246?l=wildlifewife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildlifewife.blogspot.com/feeds/5011163687309297246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3700288360415052504&amp;postID=5011163687309297246' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3700288360415052504/posts/default/5011163687309297246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3700288360415052504/posts/default/5011163687309297246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildlifewife.blogspot.com/2008/12/life-is-good.html' title='Life is Good!'/><author><name>Wildlifewife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10079074101456575943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/TMBOey8L54I/AAAAAAAAAPA/33WW6XAkl84/S220/135.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3700288360415052504.post-3253663705825506701</id><published>2008-12-06T21:07:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T21:17:53.326-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Matters of the Heart</title><content type='html'>As many of you know, the reason that I started this blog is to keep family and friends updated on our little miracle, Little Bear. He is a miracle to us not only because every child is a miracle, but because when he was 6 months old he had successful open-heart surgery to fix several "holes" in his heart.&lt;br /&gt;Well, today I am posting to ask you to pray. On Tuesday, December 9th, B will have a check-up with his cardiologist. There are three specific things that are concerning me right now.&lt;br /&gt;-Pray that B will allow the doctors to do what they need to do to get a good look at his heart. (He usually begins to scream the minute we walk in the clinic.)&lt;br /&gt;-Pray that we will ultimately get a good report from the doctors and best case scenario B will get off of the medicine he takes for his heart.&lt;br /&gt;-Finally, Pray that the little cough B has had for almost two months now, will go away.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for your prayers, I will let you all know when we find out how the appointment goes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3700288360415052504-3253663705825506701?l=wildlifewife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildlifewife.blogspot.com/feeds/3253663705825506701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3700288360415052504&amp;postID=3253663705825506701' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3700288360415052504/posts/default/3253663705825506701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3700288360415052504/posts/default/3253663705825506701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildlifewife.blogspot.com/2008/12/matters-of-heart.html' title='Matters of the Heart'/><author><name>Wildlifewife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10079074101456575943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/TMBOey8L54I/AAAAAAAAAPA/33WW6XAkl84/S220/135.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3700288360415052504.post-6978246418882051485</id><published>2008-12-04T14:55:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T15:25:07.097-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Bear's FIRST Hair Cut!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Before&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SThJLMzBFwI/AAAAAAAAAG8/Mh2k5sUoL3Y/s1600-h/Bjorn+075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276047420227131138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SThJLMzBFwI/AAAAAAAAAG8/Mh2k5sUoL3Y/s320/Bjorn+075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;During&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SThEPGOp7qI/AAAAAAAAAGs/tRhGXkHSCPI/s1600-h/bjorn+haircut+and+school+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276041989625343650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SThEPGOp7qI/AAAAAAAAAGs/tRhGXkHSCPI/s320/bjorn+haircut+and+school+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SThEOz0Y2UI/AAAAAAAAAGk/jeEQ813P5wQ/s1600-h/bjorn+haircut+and+school+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276041984683333954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SThEOz0Y2UI/AAAAAAAAAGk/jeEQ813P5wQ/s320/bjorn+haircut+and+school+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Good Job Daddy, Thanks for the hair cut!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276048353082338770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SThKBf9B7dI/AAAAAAAAAHM/t4ZuB573qnI/s320/bjorn+haircut+and+school+013.jpg" border="0" /&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3700288360415052504-6978246418882051485?l=wildlifewife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildlifewife.blogspot.com/feeds/6978246418882051485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3700288360415052504&amp;postID=6978246418882051485' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3700288360415052504/posts/default/6978246418882051485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3700288360415052504/posts/default/6978246418882051485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildlifewife.blogspot.com/2008/12/little-bears-first-hair-cut.html' title='Little Bear&apos;s FIRST Hair Cut!'/><author><name>Wildlifewife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10079074101456575943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/TMBOey8L54I/AAAAAAAAAPA/33WW6XAkl84/S220/135.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SThJLMzBFwI/AAAAAAAAAG8/Mh2k5sUoL3Y/s72-c/Bjorn+075.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3700288360415052504.post-6107018925815169649</id><published>2008-12-01T15:24:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T15:42:42.202-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tis the season...achoo!</title><content type='html'>Well after a beautiful and fun Thanksgiving ofcourse Little B and I had to get sick. I have a cold and he is running a fever. So is getting together during the holidays worth the risk of catching a  little bug. You be the judge-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Playing with "T"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274936938149411490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/STRXMor7eqI/AAAAAAAAAF0/cvrFP7CQOXI/s320/Thanksgiving+039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy 40th Uncle K&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/STRXNNCf8JI/AAAAAAAAAF8/VMZ2dKE3Oc4/s1600-h/Thanksgiving+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274936947907752082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/STRXNNCf8JI/AAAAAAAAAF8/VMZ2dKE3Oc4/s320/Thanksgiving+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Family Fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/STRXMDXPY3I/AAAAAAAAAFs/Uwufu992Jso/s1600-h/Thanksgiving+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274936928130524018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/STRXMDXPY3I/AAAAAAAAAFs/Uwufu992Jso/s320/Thanksgiving+042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274938028494628178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/STRYMGifJVI/AAAAAAAAAGM/QdIkrkFKpws/s320/Thanksgiving+050.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/STRXL5PXsvI/AAAAAAAAAFk/lRgubLx7NmQ/s1600-h/Thanksgiving+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274936925413159666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/STRXL5PXsvI/AAAAAAAAAFk/lRgubLx7NmQ/s320/Thanksgiving+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274939293403658898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/STRZVusTOpI/AAAAAAAAAGc/rAlGXFhJQWk/s320/Thanksgiving+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Putting Up Christmas Decorations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274936954598192466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/STRXNl9n9VI/AAAAAAAAAGE/cDTzvjNO77U/s320/Thanksgiving+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3700288360415052504-6107018925815169649?l=wildlifewife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildlifewife.blogspot.com/feeds/6107018925815169649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3700288360415052504&amp;postID=6107018925815169649' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3700288360415052504/posts/default/6107018925815169649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3700288360415052504/posts/default/6107018925815169649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildlifewife.blogspot.com/2008/12/tis-seasonachoo.html' title='Tis the season...achoo!'/><author><name>Wildlifewife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10079074101456575943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/TMBOey8L54I/AAAAAAAAAPA/33WW6XAkl84/S220/135.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/STRXMor7eqI/AAAAAAAAAF0/cvrFP7CQOXI/s72-c/Thanksgiving+039.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3700288360415052504.post-1694785231498313503</id><published>2008-11-25T09:30:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T08:16:10.308-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love how these three pictures tell a story all on their own. My little Bear has certainly learned how to get himself into some interesting situations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SSwbK5cRe0I/AAAAAAAAAFc/K3-KVwXQ4Xs/s1600-h/Bjorn+057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272619137776057154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SSwbK5cRe0I/AAAAAAAAAFc/K3-KVwXQ4Xs/s320/Bjorn+057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SSwbKlBLwYI/AAAAAAAAAFU/el3QWfSQ0dw/s1600-h/Bjorn+058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272619132293726594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SSwbKlBLwYI/AAAAAAAAAFU/el3QWfSQ0dw/s320/Bjorn+058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SSwbKMqmOJI/AAAAAAAAAFM/YyU_G6Wx33Q/s1600-h/Bjorn+060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272619125756541074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SSwbKMqmOJI/AAAAAAAAAFM/YyU_G6Wx33Q/s320/Bjorn+060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; No children where injured in the filming of this scene...honest, he just got up and laughed! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3700288360415052504-1694785231498313503?l=wildlifewife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildlifewife.blogspot.com/feeds/1694785231498313503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3700288360415052504&amp;postID=1694785231498313503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3700288360415052504/posts/default/1694785231498313503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3700288360415052504/posts/default/1694785231498313503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildlifewife.blogspot.com/2008/11/wordless-wednesday.html' title='Wordless Wednesday'/><author><name>Wildlifewife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10079074101456575943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/TMBOey8L54I/AAAAAAAAAPA/33WW6XAkl84/S220/135.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SSwbK5cRe0I/AAAAAAAAAFc/K3-KVwXQ4Xs/s72-c/Bjorn+057.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3700288360415052504.post-514210700428977480</id><published>2008-11-25T08:23:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T08:43:18.302-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Quill Lake Goose!  Whatever that is!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, my Bigbird got a big bird this past weekend. It is a kind of Canada goose called a Qill Lake Goose (because they come from the Quill Lake area in Canada.) According to him, these are rare and he was very excited! I am sorry I can't tell you more about these rare and exciting birds and how Bigbird managed to harvest one of his very own... my mind seemed to drift somewhere around the part where I realized that soon, I will have a goose to add to the animals hanging in my home. Don't get me wrong, I am very excited about this because now I will get to hear Little Bear make his cute "honk, honk" sound everytime he sees it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SSwNvV4vdjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/3qAXIE75VsA/s1600-h/What+is+this.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272604370724156978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SSwNvV4vdjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/3qAXIE75VsA/s320/What+is+this.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SSwNvKJ2R2I/AAAAAAAAAE8/ojN4v_OTFSA/s1600-h/Bang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272604367574681442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SSwNvKJ2R2I/AAAAAAAAAE8/ojN4v_OTFSA/s320/Bang.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SSwNu4yypmI/AAAAAAAAAE0/THbk-U2TSHg/s1600-h/Quill+goose+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272604362914571874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SSwNu4yypmI/AAAAAAAAAE0/THbk-U2TSHg/s320/Quill+goose+1.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;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3700288360415052504-514210700428977480?l=wildlifewife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildlifewife.blogspot.com/feeds/514210700428977480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3700288360415052504&amp;postID=514210700428977480' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3700288360415052504/posts/default/514210700428977480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3700288360415052504/posts/default/514210700428977480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildlifewife.blogspot.com/2008/11/quill-lake-goose-whatever-that-is.html' title='Quill Lake Goose!  Whatever that is!'/><author><name>Wildlifewife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10079074101456575943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/TMBOey8L54I/AAAAAAAAAPA/33WW6XAkl84/S220/135.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SSwNvV4vdjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/3qAXIE75VsA/s72-c/What+is+this.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3700288360415052504.post-6076753118751599686</id><published>2008-11-19T14:39:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T14:47:00.323-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Few Jokes: Kinder style</title><content type='html'>Yes, these are real jokes told to me by my Kindergarten students! (I couldn't make this stuff up.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student: What is the gate doing while it is open?&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: I don't know, what?&lt;br /&gt;Student: Kissing Fence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student: What is the chimney doing on the house?&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: I don't know what?&lt;br /&gt;Student: Smoking...get it smoking...ha, ha, ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student:  What do you call a bunny crossing a road?&lt;br /&gt;Teacher:  I don't know. What?&lt;br /&gt;Student:  A Bunny Car&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my favorite...drum role please...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student: Hey teacher, do you know why a baby can't lose a tooth?&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: Why?&lt;br /&gt;Student: Because they don't have any!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3700288360415052504-6076753118751599686?l=wildlifewife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildlifewife.blogspot.com/feeds/6076753118751599686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3700288360415052504&amp;postID=6076753118751599686' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3700288360415052504/posts/default/6076753118751599686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3700288360415052504/posts/default/6076753118751599686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildlifewife.blogspot.com/2008/11/joke-kinder-style.html' title='A Few Jokes: Kinder style'/><author><name>Wildlifewife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10079074101456575943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/TMBOey8L54I/AAAAAAAAAPA/33WW6XAkl84/S220/135.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3700288360415052504.post-253636310828622569</id><published>2008-11-17T14:44:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T14:46:36.932-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of the Mouths of Babes...</title><content type='html'>While trying to encourage a Kindergartener today who was a little frustrated I said, "Come on you can do it, nothing is impossible!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Kindergartener replied, "That's not true, you can't live in fire."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3700288360415052504-253636310828622569?l=wildlifewife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildlifewife.blogspot.com/feeds/253636310828622569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3700288360415052504&amp;postID=253636310828622569' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3700288360415052504/posts/default/253636310828622569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3700288360415052504/posts/default/253636310828622569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildlifewife.blogspot.com/2008/11/out-of-mouths-of-babes.html' title='Out of the Mouths of Babes...'/><author><name>Wildlifewife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10079074101456575943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/TMBOey8L54I/AAAAAAAAAPA/33WW6XAkl84/S220/135.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3700288360415052504.post-4036322466714165223</id><published>2008-11-10T22:25:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T22:33:29.107-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween a little late!</title><content type='html'>I just got these pictures off my mother-in-laws camera and they were too fun to pass up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am so proud of the starburst costumes I made them with the help of my wonderful sister-in-law. Can you believe we did not win the costume contest?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SRkKmcdRvcI/AAAAAAAAAEs/RbLX85hzDQk/s1600-h/Starb+and+urst.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267252894776802754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SRkKmcdRvcI/AAAAAAAAAEs/RbLX85hzDQk/s320/Starb+and+urst.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SRkKmGqRBkI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EqKiDkknmns/s1600-h/The+cowardly+lion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267252888925701698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SRkKmGqRBkI/AAAAAAAAAEk/EqKiDkknmns/s320/The+cowardly+lion.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Cowardly Lion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SRkKlwkj0MI/AAAAAAAAAEc/2NzpKhxIvrQ/s1600-h/Halloween2008+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267252882996187330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SRkKlwkj0MI/AAAAAAAAAEc/2NzpKhxIvrQ/s320/Halloween2008+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The three amigos (Do you see the "buzz" theme)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SRkKlqUvCkI/AAAAAAAAAEU/uFgL8tcMQJU/s1600-h/BuzzandBuzz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267252881319201346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SRkKlqUvCkI/AAAAAAAAAEU/uFgL8tcMQJU/s320/BuzzandBuzz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3700288360415052504-4036322466714165223?l=wildlifewife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildlifewife.blogspot.com/feeds/4036322466714165223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3700288360415052504&amp;postID=4036322466714165223' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3700288360415052504/posts/default/4036322466714165223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3700288360415052504/posts/default/4036322466714165223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildlifewife.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-halloween-little-late.html' title='Happy Halloween a little late!'/><author><name>Wildlifewife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10079074101456575943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/TMBOey8L54I/AAAAAAAAAPA/33WW6XAkl84/S220/135.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SRkKmcdRvcI/AAAAAAAAAEs/RbLX85hzDQk/s72-c/Starb+and+urst.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3700288360415052504.post-6803713464655009827</id><published>2008-11-04T08:15:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T08:39:14.739-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Election Day!</title><content type='html'>Don't forget to get out and vote. It's our right and our responsibility.  While you are at it, say a prayer for our elected officials ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3700288360415052504-6803713464655009827?l=wildlifewife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildlifewife.blogspot.com/feeds/6803713464655009827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3700288360415052504&amp;postID=6803713464655009827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3700288360415052504/posts/default/6803713464655009827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3700288360415052504/posts/default/6803713464655009827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildlifewife.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-election-day.html' title='Happy Election Day!'/><author><name>Wildlifewife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10079074101456575943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/TMBOey8L54I/AAAAAAAAAPA/33WW6XAkl84/S220/135.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3700288360415052504.post-6845111610109693968</id><published>2008-10-27T13:36:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T13:42:59.809-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Hunter</title><content type='html'>Bigbird had a great weekend of hunting! He hunted three mornings and managed to bag his limit of Canada Geese and some snows aswell as a few ducks. Check out "B" our little hunter! &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SQYLWOt5l2I/AAAAAAAAAEM/aVhV1SAv07w/s1600-h/Bjorn+Mallard+10-26-2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261905691164645218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SQYLWOt5l2I/AAAAAAAAAEM/aVhV1SAv07w/s320/Bjorn+Mallard+10-26-2008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He was so excited to see all the birds. He was honking and quacking and making crane noises. I wish I had a video of it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3700288360415052504-6845111610109693968?l=wildlifewife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildlifewife.blogspot.com/feeds/6845111610109693968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3700288360415052504&amp;postID=6845111610109693968' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3700288360415052504/posts/default/6845111610109693968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3700288360415052504/posts/default/6845111610109693968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildlifewife.blogspot.com/2008/10/little-hunter.html' title='Little Hunter'/><author><name>Wildlifewife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10079074101456575943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/TMBOey8L54I/AAAAAAAAAPA/33WW6XAkl84/S220/135.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SQYLWOt5l2I/AAAAAAAAAEM/aVhV1SAv07w/s72-c/Bjorn+Mallard+10-26-2008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3700288360415052504.post-8236345568135165434</id><published>2008-10-21T15:42:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T15:45:37.874-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainy Tuesday</title><content type='html'>I am just posting because it has been so long since I wrote anything.  We have been really busy with family visiting and hunters/friends staying at our house.  "Tis the season" - for hunters that is.  It was a really fun past couple days and "B" really loved all the attention, but boy am I tired.  I hope to be able to post some pics soon...but for now I think I better go take a nap.  Happy rainy Tuesday to all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3700288360415052504-8236345568135165434?l=wildlifewife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildlifewife.blogspot.com/feeds/8236345568135165434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3700288360415052504&amp;postID=8236345568135165434' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3700288360415052504/posts/default/8236345568135165434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3700288360415052504/posts/default/8236345568135165434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildlifewife.blogspot.com/2008/10/rainy-tuesday.html' title='Rainy Tuesday'/><author><name>Wildlifewife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10079074101456575943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/TMBOey8L54I/AAAAAAAAAPA/33WW6XAkl84/S220/135.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3700288360415052504.post-1302939341288544320</id><published>2008-10-15T08:33:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T08:44:46.556-05:00</updated><title type='text'>October 15th - A Neat Day in History</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Did you know that on October 15th a lot of neat things have happened -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.answers.com/topic/1951" target="_top"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;1951&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; - Television sitcom &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.answers.com/topic/i-love-lucy" target="_top"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I Love Lucy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; premieres.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.answers.com/topic/1959" target="_top"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;1959&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.answers.com/topic/sarah-duchess-of-york" target="_top"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Sarah Ferguson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;, Duchess of York and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.answers.com/topic/emeril-lagasse" target="_top"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Emeril Lagasse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;, American chef were born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.answers.com/topic/1981" target="_top"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;981&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; - Professional cheerleader &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.answers.com/topic/krazy-george-henderson" target="_top"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Krazy George Henderson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; leads what is thought to be the first &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.answers.com/topic/audience-wave" target="_top"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;audience wave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.answers.com/topic/oakland-california" target="_top"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Oakland, California&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.answers.com/topic/1990" target="_top"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;1990&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.answers.com/topic/union-of-soviet-socialist-republics" target="_top"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Soviet Union&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; leader &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.answers.com/topic/mikhail-gorbachev" target="_top"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Mikhail Gorbachev&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; is awarded the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.answers.com/topic/nobel-peace-prize" target="_top"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Nobel Peace Prize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; for his efforts to lessen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.answers.com/topic/cold-war" target="_top"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Cold War&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; tensions and open up his nation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.answers.com/topic/2005" target="_top"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.answers.com/topic/prince-christian-of-denmark" target="_top"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Prince Christian of Denmark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; was born&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October 15th is also National Grouch Day, as in the coolest character on Sesame St. (Oscar the Grouch.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah... and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I was born on October 15th too&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3700288360415052504-1302939341288544320?l=wildlifewife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildlifewife.blogspot.com/feeds/1302939341288544320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3700288360415052504&amp;postID=1302939341288544320' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3700288360415052504/posts/default/1302939341288544320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3700288360415052504/posts/default/1302939341288544320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildlifewife.blogspot.com/2008/10/october-15th-neat-day-in-history.html' title='October 15th - A Neat Day in History'/><author><name>Wildlifewife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10079074101456575943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/TMBOey8L54I/AAAAAAAAAPA/33WW6XAkl84/S220/135.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3700288360415052504.post-4932914027304322919</id><published>2008-10-13T13:41:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T14:39:22.731-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain/Sleet/Snow/ No Goat!</title><content type='html'>Well, we're back.  Actually, we have been home since about one in the morning on Sunday.  After two days waking up to 3 + in. of snow which then melted into a clay, mucky, muddy mess (It also rained most of the time it was not snowing.)  We decided that sticking around to see if the forecast of 9 inches of snow was right was not worth the risk of getting snowed in without enough diapers for Little Bear.  Yep, that's right we took "B" along on our hunting trip and let me tell you, I am so proud of him!  He is an awesome camper and he is definitely going to make his Daddy proud someday when he is old enough to actually participate and not just come along for the ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the antelope, the numbers seemed to be down quite abit from previous years.  Because I stayed back at the campsite the first day with "B"  all I saw was a huge flock of cranes.  On the second day, the only goats I saw were through a set of binoculars about a 4 mile hike away.  Now on a nice fall day, I would have been up for that in a heartbeat, but this was a hike through a couple of inches of mud on a 30 degree day in the rain/sleet.  So I passed on this hoping to go after the next group of antelope.  Unfortunately that next group never came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big bird did get a doe aswell as another of our hunting partners and one lucky hunter even got his buck.  As for the other 5 of us, we will have to wait until next year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3700288360415052504-4932914027304322919?l=wildlifewife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildlifewife.blogspot.com/feeds/4932914027304322919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3700288360415052504&amp;postID=4932914027304322919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3700288360415052504/posts/default/4932914027304322919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3700288360415052504/posts/default/4932914027304322919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildlifewife.blogspot.com/2008/10/rainsleetsnow-no-goat.html' title='Rain/Sleet/Snow/ No Goat!'/><author><name>Wildlifewife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10079074101456575943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/TMBOey8L54I/AAAAAAAAAPA/33WW6XAkl84/S220/135.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3700288360415052504.post-283600742143736132</id><published>2008-10-09T08:12:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T08:48:18.995-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Hunting We Will Go...</title><content type='html'>Well we're off. We will be leaving tonight for antelope camp. I am very excited, as this is my favorite time of year. I keep saying I do not care if I get my goat, I am just along for the ride and the camping experience, but the truth is I really would like to come home with a great story for you all of how I got my antelope. I just hope that my story doesn't involve walking through a foot of snow. Check out the forecast for our trip. Well I better go pack my snowboots! I can't wait to tell you all about our trip when we get back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3700288360415052504-283600742143736132?l=wildlifewife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildlifewife.blogspot.com/feeds/283600742143736132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3700288360415052504&amp;postID=283600742143736132' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3700288360415052504/posts/default/283600742143736132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3700288360415052504/posts/default/283600742143736132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildlifewife.blogspot.com/2008/10/hunting-we-will-go.html' title='A Hunting We Will Go...'/><author><name>Wildlifewife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10079074101456575943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/TMBOey8L54I/AAAAAAAAAPA/33WW6XAkl84/S220/135.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3700288360415052504.post-8225190868695565388</id><published>2008-10-07T09:43:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T10:37:00.305-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I like Sweet "T" better than Sweet tea</title><content type='html'>Last weekend "B" and I made a trip to my sister's to meet my new niece. We will just call her "T" and she is really sweet . We had a fun weekend with a parade and everything! So in honor of the newest member of our family, I wanted to share with you all the things I like about T (my niece not the drink).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254428572205727394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SOt68n_8PqI/AAAAAAAAACY/BE4VaDXkS5o/s200/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254428576538237474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SOt684I5GiI/AAAAAAAAACg/FfrH1xfnbDI/s200/IMG_3286.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is why I like sweet T better than sweet tea -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet tea - just a drink vs. Sweet T-my awesome niece&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet tea - only good to the last drop vs. Sweet T - will keep you smiling all day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet tea - it just sits in a glass vs. Sweet T - She has the best dance moves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet tea - added sweetener vs. Sweet T - This brown sugar is all natural&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet tea - I don't even like tea! vs. Sweet T - I WILL LOVE YOU FOREVER!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3700288360415052504-8225190868695565388?l=wildlifewife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildlifewife.blogspot.com/feeds/8225190868695565388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3700288360415052504&amp;postID=8225190868695565388' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3700288360415052504/posts/default/8225190868695565388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3700288360415052504/posts/default/8225190868695565388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildlifewife.blogspot.com/2008/10/why-i-like-sweet-t-better-than-sweet.html' title='Why I like Sweet &quot;T&quot; better than Sweet tea'/><author><name>Wildlifewife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10079074101456575943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/TMBOey8L54I/AAAAAAAAAPA/33WW6XAkl84/S220/135.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SOt68n_8PqI/AAAAAAAAACY/BE4VaDXkS5o/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3700288360415052504.post-2961720300656827055</id><published>2008-10-01T09:24:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T10:09:00.443-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Please Pray</title><content type='html'>I found out yesterday about a man in a neighboring town that past away.  Though I did not know this man very well, he will always have a special place in my heart.  You see a few days before "B" had his heart surgery this man took the time to share the story of his own daughter who was born with a congential heart defect with us.  His daughter only lived for a few months because at that time the medical technology was not enough to save her.  The amazing part is instead of asking himself "why me?" or "if only she had been born now-a-days"  this man chose to live with the hope that his daughter's short life was able to teach the doctors enough to be able to save another child's life, maybe even lots of childrens lives.  I don't know what the doctors learned from that little girl, but I know what I learned from that man.  I learned to look at the positive in even a terrible situation and that God can bring something good out of even the most hopeless story.  So to finish this story, I would ask you to pray for the family of this man as they now have to plan a funeral the same week that one of his son's is getting married.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3700288360415052504-2961720300656827055?l=wildlifewife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildlifewife.blogspot.com/feeds/2961720300656827055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3700288360415052504&amp;postID=2961720300656827055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3700288360415052504/posts/default/2961720300656827055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3700288360415052504/posts/default/2961720300656827055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildlifewife.blogspot.com/2008/10/please-pray.html' title='Please Pray'/><author><name>Wildlifewife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10079074101456575943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/TMBOey8L54I/AAAAAAAAAPA/33WW6XAkl84/S220/135.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3700288360415052504.post-1053884360458145127</id><published>2008-09-30T20:57:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T21:22:05.183-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Rock</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SOLeHQVMlPI/AAAAAAAAACQ/AEdttNiTtXk/s1600-h/rock.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252004331691742450" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SOLeHQVMlPI/AAAAAAAAACQ/AEdttNiTtXk/s200/rock.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know what it is about my little boy and rocks. He will not leave them alone.   Every time we go outside, he loves to walk to our driveway and pick up rocks, carry them around, but most of all he LOVES to put them in his mouth.  (No, Mom I do not let him keep them in his mouth!) Thinking about "B" and his love of rocks put another picture in my mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is the rock that I lean on, my savior, Jesus. I had a long day today, sitting at school from 8:00 this morning until 9:30 tonight, but thinking about my rock to lean on, my refuge, gave me the energy to make it through the day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;"The Lord is my rock, my fortress, and my savior; my God is my rock, in whom I find protection. He is my shield, the power that saves me, and my place of safety." Psalm 18:2&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I pray that anytime you are having a rough day you will remember "my rock" and let God hold you and give you a resting place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3700288360415052504-1053884360458145127?l=wildlifewife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildlifewife.blogspot.com/feeds/1053884360458145127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3700288360415052504&amp;postID=1053884360458145127' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3700288360415052504/posts/default/1053884360458145127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3700288360415052504/posts/default/1053884360458145127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildlifewife.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-rock.html' title='My Rock'/><author><name>Wildlifewife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10079074101456575943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/TMBOey8L54I/AAAAAAAAAPA/33WW6XAkl84/S220/135.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SOLeHQVMlPI/AAAAAAAAACQ/AEdttNiTtXk/s72-c/rock.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3700288360415052504.post-1903239903223288928</id><published>2008-09-23T07:46:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T09:56:04.183-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Lesson in Cleaning from a One Year Old</title><content type='html'>Anyone who knows me, knows that I tend to be a little on the messy side at times. Infact the word "Messy" has preceded my first name for the majority of my life. However, "B" was trying to help me with that last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had just gotten home and I was trying to make supper. "B" spotted a pair of my flip flops on the dining room floor and persistantly began repeating, "Shoe, Shoe, Shoe." "Yes, "B" those are Mommy's shoes." I replied. Then he continued, "Shoe, Shoe, Shoe" as he picked them up and began dancing around the kitchen. So I replied, "Go put them in Mommy's room." He quickly brought me one of the shoes and I said "ok, lets put them away together."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a hurry to get back to my supper, I walked down the hall threw my flip flop in the door of my room and asked "B"to do the same. He replied, "NO!" Then, he walked into my room, pushed with all his might to open the closet door and put my flip flop "where it belongs" on my shoe rack. Then turned to me with a very proud grin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess maybe I need to take a lesson in cleaning from him!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3700288360415052504-1903239903223288928?l=wildlifewife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildlifewife.blogspot.com/feeds/1903239903223288928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3700288360415052504&amp;postID=1903239903223288928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3700288360415052504/posts/default/1903239903223288928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3700288360415052504/posts/default/1903239903223288928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildlifewife.blogspot.com/2008/09/lesson-in-cleaning-from-one-year-old.html' title='A Lesson in Cleaning from a One Year Old'/><author><name>Wildlifewife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10079074101456575943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/TMBOey8L54I/AAAAAAAAAPA/33WW6XAkl84/S220/135.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3700288360415052504.post-829024315107947558</id><published>2008-09-19T15:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T15:52:39.714-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Growing and Going'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well to start I would like to give you a little update on our family.  For those of you who are not familiar with our story, our son, "Little Bear" had open heart surgery at the age of six months (for the complete story view the "LilHunter" carepage &lt;a href="http://www.carepages.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;) since then he has been doing great.  I could go on and on but I think it is easier to show you than to tell you so here goes...&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SNQN3wVELdI/AAAAAAAAABo/EVtmmgsmBZw/s1600-h/Bjornpics+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247834717310692818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SNQN3wVELdI/AAAAAAAAABo/EVtmmgsmBZw/s320/Bjornpics+042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Little Bear loves to eat and is growing like a weed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SNQN39piX2I/AAAAAAAAABw/2UW73TSvAcc/s1600-h/Bjornpics+048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247834720886218594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SNQN39piX2I/AAAAAAAAABw/2UW73TSvAcc/s320/Bjornpics+048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is "B" spotting the cows from our front step!&lt;br /&gt;He really loves cows.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SNQN4ArtxTI/AAAAAAAAAB4/ZvfKilgKhTU/s1600-h/Bjornpics+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247834721700660530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SNQN4ArtxTI/AAAAAAAAAB4/ZvfKilgKhTU/s320/Bjornpics+049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And the following picture is showing what happens when he doesn't get his way:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SNQN4Sa_i5I/AAAAAAAAACA/4P605NEBCas/s1600-h/Bjornpics+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247834726462360466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SNQN4Sa_i5I/AAAAAAAAACA/4P605NEBCas/s320/Bjornpics+035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I like to call this picture "pure determination."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SNQN4vEvqDI/AAAAAAAAACI/oTOv3A7UhmI/s1600-h/Bjornpics+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247834734153672754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SNQN4vEvqDI/AAAAAAAAACI/oTOv3A7UhmI/s320/Bjornpics+054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3700288360415052504-829024315107947558?l=wildlifewife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildlifewife.blogspot.com/feeds/829024315107947558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3700288360415052504&amp;postID=829024315107947558' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3700288360415052504/posts/default/829024315107947558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3700288360415052504/posts/default/829024315107947558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildlifewife.blogspot.com/2008/09/well-to-start-i-would-like-to-give-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Wildlifewife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10079074101456575943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/TMBOey8L54I/AAAAAAAAAPA/33WW6XAkl84/S220/135.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/SNQN3wVELdI/AAAAAAAAABo/EVtmmgsmBZw/s72-c/Bjornpics+042.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3700288360415052504.post-7826989074887035299</id><published>2008-09-17T10:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T10:47:14.189-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Home!</title><content type='html'>No, we have not moved, but I have moved my updates about Bjorn to a new home here at this blog.  Thanks for checking in!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3700288360415052504-7826989074887035299?l=wildlifewife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildlifewife.blogspot.com/feeds/7826989074887035299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3700288360415052504&amp;postID=7826989074887035299' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3700288360415052504/posts/default/7826989074887035299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3700288360415052504/posts/default/7826989074887035299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildlifewife.blogspot.com/2008/09/new-home.html' title='A New Home!'/><author><name>Wildlifewife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10079074101456575943</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IT-D1c9guUE/TMBOey8L54I/AAAAAAAAAPA/33WW6XAkl84/S220/135.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
