<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3063968735663590039</id><updated>2010-01-05T14:16:46.906-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Calls</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nature-calls.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3063968735663590039/posts/default?orderby=updated'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nature-calls.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3063968735663590039/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;orderby=updated'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12575148241349129663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>286</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3063968735663590039.post-3844257236543649729</id><published>2010-01-03T13:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T13:42:28.955-08:00</updated><title type='text'>GranMa Lynda</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zL9umwT1FuY/Sz-A44oAdjI/AAAAAAAACGM/90JTCAA-JdU/s1600-h/granma.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 254px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zL9umwT1FuY/Sz-A44oAdjI/AAAAAAAACGM/90JTCAA-JdU/s400/granma.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422194191138584114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Who makes a chocolate fountain for a &lt;b&gt;snack&lt;/b&gt; and lets the grand kids go at it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;GranMa Lynda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Who plays pretend with the kids in the playroom &lt;b&gt;all day long&lt;/b&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;GranMa Lynda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Who lets you &lt;b&gt;jump rope&lt;/b&gt; in her living room?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;GranMa Lynda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Who volunteers to change a &lt;b&gt;poopy&lt;/b&gt; diaper?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;GranMa Lynda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Who do you go to when you need a &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;real vacation/break&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt; from being a full time mom?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;GranMa Lynda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/3063968735663590039-3844257236543649729?l=nature-calls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nature-calls.blogspot.com/feeds/3844257236543649729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3063968735663590039&amp;postID=3844257236543649729' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3063968735663590039/posts/default/3844257236543649729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3063968735663590039/posts/default/3844257236543649729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nature-calls.blogspot.com/2010/01/granma-lynda.html' title='GranMa Lynda'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12575148241349129663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12383138060183282269'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zL9umwT1FuY/Sz-A44oAdjI/AAAAAAAACGM/90JTCAA-JdU/s72-c/granma.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3063968735663590039.post-7271015061886969802</id><published>2010-01-03T13:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T13:41:10.734-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dating in Utah...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zL9umwT1FuY/Sz6DYOw4HYI/AAAAAAAACGE/UJvMzKws9Yo/s1600-h/ski+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zL9umwT1FuY/Sz6DYOw4HYI/AAAAAAAACGE/UJvMzKws9Yo/s400/ski+collage.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421915453703855490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3063968735663590039-7271015061886969802?l=nature-calls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nature-calls.blogspot.com/feeds/7271015061886969802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3063968735663590039&amp;postID=7271015061886969802' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3063968735663590039/posts/default/7271015061886969802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3063968735663590039/posts/default/7271015061886969802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nature-calls.blogspot.com/2010/01/dating-in-utah.html' title='Dating in Utah...'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12575148241349129663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12383138060183282269'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zL9umwT1FuY/Sz6DYOw4HYI/AAAAAAAACGE/UJvMzKws9Yo/s72-c/ski+collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3063968735663590039.post-9203053949444008310</id><published>2010-01-03T13:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T13:40:44.847-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow Day Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zL9umwT1FuY/Sz-BZYNMFJI/AAAAAAAACGU/6O8ldGP9m_0/s1600-h/igloo+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 90px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zL9umwT1FuY/Sz-BZYNMFJI/AAAAAAAACGU/6O8ldGP9m_0/s400/igloo+collage.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422194749371847826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3063968735663590039-9203053949444008310?l=nature-calls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nature-calls.blogspot.com/feeds/9203053949444008310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3063968735663590039&amp;postID=9203053949444008310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3063968735663590039/posts/default/9203053949444008310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3063968735663590039/posts/default/9203053949444008310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nature-calls.blogspot.com/2010/01/snow-day-fun.html' title='Snow Day Fun'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12575148241349129663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12383138060183282269'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zL9umwT1FuY/Sz-BZYNMFJI/AAAAAAAACGU/6O8ldGP9m_0/s72-c/igloo+collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3063968735663590039.post-1757572439013006644</id><published>2010-01-03T13:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T13:39:55.141-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A little factoid for ya...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zL9umwT1FuY/Sz59jjIcI_I/AAAAAAAACF8/fgsDqohoROQ/s1600-h/lights+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 76px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zL9umwT1FuY/Sz59jjIcI_I/AAAAAAAACF8/fgsDqohoROQ/s400/lights+collage.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421909051080188914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here we are seeing the temple lights this year with all the family.  So fun to ooh and aahh at them. I especially liked the red tree by the temple.  A little fun fact for ya: Brad's cousin told me that his Grandma donated that tree to the temple grounds when it was just a seedling, it's a Cedar of Lebanon. When they re-did the landscaping at the temple, some people wanted to cut down the tree, but the head gardener said they couldn't, so they did the landscaping around the tree.  So there ya have it.  That beautiful tree that has red leaves in the fall and red lights in the winter has history and I'm very distantly related to it, kinda, in a way, ok not really, but kinda :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3063968735663590039-1757572439013006644?l=nature-calls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nature-calls.blogspot.com/feeds/1757572439013006644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3063968735663590039&amp;postID=1757572439013006644' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3063968735663590039/posts/default/1757572439013006644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3063968735663590039/posts/default/1757572439013006644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nature-calls.blogspot.com/2010/01/little-factoid-for-ya.html' title='A little factoid for ya...'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12575148241349129663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12383138060183282269'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zL9umwT1FuY/Sz59jjIcI_I/AAAAAAAACF8/fgsDqohoROQ/s72-c/lights+collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3063968735663590039.post-5276647610952267266</id><published>2010-01-03T13:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T13:39:00.609-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CALL it Tradition!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zL9umwT1FuY/Sz0x8BcF46I/AAAAAAAACFc/SlISqrDGvyw/s1600-h/cevetradition.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 255px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zL9umwT1FuY/Sz0x8BcF46I/AAAAAAAACFc/SlISqrDGvyw/s400/cevetradition.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421544433672119202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zL9umwT1FuY/Sz0x8SvEkVI/AAAAAAAACFk/MxRAKmQG5tY/s1600-h/presentscollage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 288px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zL9umwT1FuY/Sz0x8SvEkVI/AAAAAAAACFk/MxRAKmQG5tY/s400/presentscollage.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421544438315127122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3063968735663590039-5276647610952267266?l=nature-calls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nature-calls.blogspot.com/feeds/5276647610952267266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3063968735663590039&amp;postID=5276647610952267266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3063968735663590039/posts/default/5276647610952267266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3063968735663590039/posts/default/5276647610952267266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nature-calls.blogspot.com/2010/01/call-it-tradition.html' title='CALL it Tradition!'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12575148241349129663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12383138060183282269'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zL9umwT1FuY/Sz0x8BcF46I/AAAAAAAACFc/SlISqrDGvyw/s72-c/cevetradition.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3063968735663590039.post-787987321510178374</id><published>2009-12-31T16:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T16:39:00.679-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happiest of Holidays</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We have had the happiest* of Holidays.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zL9umwT1FuY/Sz1DkJKOBVI/AAAAAAAACFs/_7gPNNPrfIw/s1600-h/templesquarelights.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zL9umwT1FuY/Sz1DkJKOBVI/AAAAAAAACFs/_7gPNNPrfIw/s400/templesquarelights.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421563814637077842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We hope you have too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*a barrage of pictures and stories are soon to come*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3063968735663590039-787987321510178374?l=nature-calls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nature-calls.blogspot.com/feeds/787987321510178374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3063968735663590039&amp;postID=787987321510178374' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3063968735663590039/posts/default/787987321510178374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3063968735663590039/posts/default/787987321510178374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nature-calls.blogspot.com/2009/12/happiest-of-holidays.html' title='Happiest of Holidays'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12575148241349129663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12383138060183282269'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zL9umwT1FuY/Sz1DkJKOBVI/AAAAAAAACFs/_7gPNNPrfIw/s72-c/templesquarelights.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3063968735663590039.post-6109935409524201923</id><published>2009-12-14T05:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T05:13:44.494-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zL9umwT1FuY/SyY4xtx-stI/AAAAAAAACFA/Xj33mOUTpCU/s1600-h/heart+cup.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 275px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zL9umwT1FuY/SyY4xtx-stI/AAAAAAAACFA/Xj33mOUTpCU/s320/heart+cup.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415078028713571026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Recipe: &lt;div&gt;evaporated milk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sugar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;vanilla&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cocoa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just eye ball it, everything is to taste.  But with the cocoa, less is more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zL9umwT1FuY/SyY4xIMmcGI/AAAAAAAACE4/v9eX8vQyFIo/s1600-h/Hot+Chocolate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 275px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zL9umwT1FuY/SyY4xIMmcGI/AAAAAAAACE4/v9eX8vQyFIo/s320/Hot+Chocolate.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415078018624680034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kaci enjoyed setting up the Christmas Tree this year, she also has enjoyed destroying it.  I made stars out of twigs for ornaments this year.  Lots of fun.  We had one strand of colored lights that Kaci adores.  We put them on the very bottom and she is sure to ooooh and aahhh over them when I turn the lights on.  My little family, dressed warm, sipping hot chocolate and eating cookies by the Christmas Tree.  I love the holidays!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;photos doctored up at the cool website I recently learned about picnik.com.  Everything is done in the browser, no downloading and such. Nothing fancy, just a couple of things to spice up my photos for ya!&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/3063968735663590039-6109935409524201923?l=nature-calls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nature-calls.blogspot.com/feeds/6109935409524201923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3063968735663590039&amp;postID=6109935409524201923' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3063968735663590039/posts/default/6109935409524201923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3063968735663590039/posts/default/6109935409524201923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nature-calls.blogspot.com/2009/12/winter-time.html' title='Winter Time'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12575148241349129663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12383138060183282269'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zL9umwT1FuY/SyY4xtx-stI/AAAAAAAACFA/Xj33mOUTpCU/s72-c/heart+cup.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3063968735663590039.post-707211668270510055</id><published>2009-12-09T05:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T06:25:03.080-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Macy's Day Parade!</title><content type='html'>1. The Rockettes aren't actually in the parade (bunch a sissy's!) &lt;br /&gt;2. The Parade is only an hour and a half, not three.&lt;br /&gt;3. We never saw any performances. Except the amazing jump ropers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that said, here's my better-than-NBC footage of the parade!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zs8wDJflXGs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zs8wDJflXGs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures for posterity purposes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zL9umwT1FuY/Sx-nmrNQRoI/AAAAAAAACEQ/Frg6IzxuxWM/s1600-h/PB260149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zL9umwT1FuY/Sx-nmrNQRoI/AAAAAAAACEQ/Frg6IzxuxWM/s320/PB260149.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413229559997810306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got to our spot by 6:30am.  By 7 am there were 3 rows behind us, by 9am there were 7 or more rows behind us.  This a picture of a super nice and fun family from Michigan we sat by. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zL9umwT1FuY/Sx-nnbJzvHI/AAAAAAAACEg/DoYuIBsRgKE/s320/PB260152.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413229572868258930" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;Antonio Banderas.  Yup, that's him.  There were paparazzi's taking pictures like crazy.  The locals we were surrounded by kept yelling Hi to him.  It was pretty funny.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zL9umwT1FuY/Sx-nmxVjo8I/AAAAAAAACEY/t5izKblrMxc/s1600-h/PB260157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zL9umwT1FuY/Sx-nmxVjo8I/AAAAAAAACEY/t5izKblrMxc/s320/PB260157.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413229561643246530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The beginning of the parade.  Kaci loved all the balloons.  The first giant balloon was Spiderman.  She was really excited to point it out to us.  She still talks about driving to see the big balloons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zL9umwT1FuY/Sx-noDY_I_I/AAAAAAAACEw/XFsHDWRUy90/s1600-h/PB260202.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zL9umwT1FuY/Sx-noDY_I_I/AAAAAAAACEw/XFsHDWRUy90/s320/PB260202.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413229583669339122" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;The confetti was so fun.  All the clowns (there was a constant flow of clowns) threw confetti at us.  I'm still finding it in our coats.  Kaci loved it.  I loved seeing it everyone's hair that was in front of us.  So fun!  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zL9umwT1FuY/Sx-nn1tbheI/AAAAAAAACEo/ne3lMQ8kDA4/s1600-h/PB260199.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zL9umwT1FuY/Sx-nn1tbheI/AAAAAAAACEo/ne3lMQ8kDA4/s320/PB260199.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413229579996988898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just believe! I saw it all in person. Something I always watched on TV and never thought I'd ever actually see in person.  Thanks to everyone who made it all possible. Especially Brad (he kept encouraging me, Liam who made me believe I was going to get enough no  matter what, both sets of parents for contributing to my fund, Kaci for going along with it despite being sick, and Macy's for putting it all on for my personal enjoyment!!) &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/3063968735663590039-707211668270510055?l=nature-calls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nature-calls.blogspot.com/feeds/707211668270510055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3063968735663590039&amp;postID=707211668270510055' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3063968735663590039/posts/default/707211668270510055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3063968735663590039/posts/default/707211668270510055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nature-calls.blogspot.com/2009/12/macys-day-parade.html' title='Macy&apos;s Day Parade!'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12575148241349129663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12383138060183282269'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zL9umwT1FuY/Sx-nmrNQRoI/AAAAAAAACEQ/Frg6IzxuxWM/s72-c/PB260149.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3063968735663590039.post-6188266638149600515</id><published>2009-12-08T08:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T08:49:38.692-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Camo Time of the Year</title><content type='html'>It's hunting season... head to toe camo is everywhere, grocery store, post office, DMV, you name it!&lt;br /&gt;A local general store advertised pictures with a Santa in Camo.  I just happened to drive by the store the day Camo Santa was there... I just had to see it for myself.  The first thing I saw when I stepped in the door was an infant girl with a camo hat on. I then saw a couple of moms with arms full of camo for all their kids. I couldn'&lt;br /&gt;t help but think of my dad.&lt;br /&gt;Then we wandered around and to my great surprise it wasn't just Santa, but the wifey too in head to toe camo! &lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://common3.csnimages.com/lf/1/hash/302/1682750/1/Realtree+Camo+Santa+Christmas+Rug.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://common3.csnimages.com/lf/1/hash/302/1682750/1/Realtree+Camo+Santa+Christmas+Rug.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't have my camera...bummer.  But I wonder after finding this picture on the internet... why doesn't Santa always wear camo?  It would make a lot more sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did Kaci think? In her words upon seeing Santa in camo, "Man. Costume. Ice cream face!" She thought his beard was ice cream... wouldn't that make him even more magical? She's already figured out he's a hoax, and she was a lil disappointed when we explained his beard wasn't ice cream.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3063968735663590039-6188266638149600515?l=nature-calls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nature-calls.blogspot.com/feeds/6188266638149600515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3063968735663590039&amp;postID=6188266638149600515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3063968735663590039/posts/default/6188266638149600515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3063968735663590039/posts/default/6188266638149600515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nature-calls.blogspot.com/2009/12/camo-time-of-year.html' title='Camo Time of the Year'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12575148241349129663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12383138060183282269'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3063968735663590039.post-1696599762857734268</id><published>2009-12-05T15:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T06:14:51.095-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deciding to move to Alaska</title><content type='html'>If anyone was wondering how the conversation went when Brad first proposed going to Alaska, it was something like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4yAeLtIDBJI&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4yAeLtIDBJI&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to go take a hot bath! I'm getting too cold just thinkin about all that ice!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3063968735663590039-1696599762857734268?l=nature-calls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nature-calls.blogspot.com/feeds/1696599762857734268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3063968735663590039&amp;postID=1696599762857734268' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3063968735663590039/posts/default/1696599762857734268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3063968735663590039/posts/default/1696599762857734268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nature-calls.blogspot.com/2009/12/conversation.html' title='Deciding to move to Alaska'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12575148241349129663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12383138060183282269'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3063968735663590039.post-7209719107160632650</id><published>2009-12-03T10:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T11:20:56.417-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Times Square</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We stayed in Queens. We loved walking through the neighborhood to get to the subway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zL9umwT1FuY/SxgG_uk0S4I/AAAAAAAACC8/CwOVx9BV-HM/s320/PB250090.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411082644189629314" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zL9umwT1FuY/SxgG__CErTI/AAAAAAAACDE/Rm0uc6RNEY8/s320/PB250098.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411082648607305010" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our Ergo backpack saved the day again. She got her sleep and we didn't miss a beat...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, that was a lame intro to our first street performers. &lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Urc6m8W9OwQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Urc6m8W9OwQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was so excited! Brad kept telling me that street performers were one of his favorite things about New York... I agree, so cool. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zL9umwT1FuY/SxgHAkGLCTI/AAAAAAAACDU/C1u3o9gTp10/s320/PB250105.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411082658556610866" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's like daylight out there, crazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zL9umwT1FuY/SxgJcBR_pTI/AAAAAAAACD8/ktbWkwALKt4/s320/PB250103.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411085329270547762" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Once we were there and done being in shock... we didn't really know what to look at or what to really do. Well, I had one idea.  Those big red glowing steps were calling to me.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/k8WaC2ieemE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/k8WaC2ieemE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I just had to do a jig, it's not every day you get the opportunity to do a jig on big red glowing stairs!  After my big debut we just walked and walked looking at everyone and everything!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fQKsNHhqLjo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fQKsNHhqLjo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; Then we found M&amp;amp;M World!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zL9umwT1FuY/SxgHADYq1LI/AAAAAAAACDM/5L9foIopGjI/s320/PB250112.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411082649775822002" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Kaci loves M&amp;amp;M's!  It's how we potty trained her. We went a lil crazy (13 bucks a pound) and let her fill up a bag or two.  She loved picking out the colors she wanted. Not even out of the store before she starts eating them.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zL9umwT1FuY/SxgJa5CotqI/AAAAAAAACDk/nnEz9N5RyII/s320/PB250118.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411085309878777506" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;That's when Brad and I realized we were starving... We decided to be a little crazy (again) and went to Hard Rock to eat.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zL9umwT1FuY/SxgHA72NZPI/AAAAAAAACDc/YSy5o0kS3aI/s1600-h/PB250131.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zL9umwT1FuY/SxgHA72NZPI/AAAAAAAACDc/YSy5o0kS3aI/s320/PB250131.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411082664932107506" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm never disappointed with Hard Rock's food.  Yum! Our visit to Times Square was a lot of fun.  It was so crazy to be there after living in such small towns for the past few years.  So much advertising, so many people, so many name brand stores... crazy. &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/3063968735663590039-7209719107160632650?l=nature-calls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nature-calls.blogspot.com/feeds/7209719107160632650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3063968735663590039&amp;postID=7209719107160632650' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3063968735663590039/posts/default/7209719107160632650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3063968735663590039/posts/default/7209719107160632650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nature-calls.blogspot.com/2009/12/times-square.html' title='Times Square'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12575148241349129663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12383138060183282269'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zL9umwT1FuY/SxgG_uk0S4I/AAAAAAAACC8/CwOVx9BV-HM/s72-c/PB250090.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3063968735663590039.post-7456567903522544739</id><published>2009-12-02T17:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T17:47:33.988-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our new playground!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;And the winners of the guessing game contest are... Papa Call and Nancy Kirk!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brad has accepted an internship position with the Anchorage School District, which starts mid-August 2010. He has also verbally agreed to work for them the year following his internship as well, so we are planning on being in Alaska for at least two years. Which means.... Ya'll are welcome to come visit!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.worldwebtour.com/media/anchorage_alaska.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 314px;" src="http://www.worldwebtour.com/media/anchorage_alaska.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes, we are aware that it gets cold in Anchorage (but actually not as cold as many other states like Montana, North Dakota, Minnesota... the ocean helps mediate the weather... so we're looking at winter time high's of 20 rather than -20).  And yes we are aware that in the winter time there is not a lot of sunlight (about 5-6 hours, rather than the 8 to 9 that most states will be getting). &lt;div&gt;On the other hand there are many positive things that we &lt;i&gt;are&lt;/i&gt; looking forward to as we prepare for our next great adventure!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3063968735663590039-7456567903522544739?l=nature-calls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nature-calls.blogspot.com/feeds/7456567903522544739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3063968735663590039&amp;postID=7456567903522544739' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3063968735663590039/posts/default/7456567903522544739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3063968735663590039/posts/default/7456567903522544739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nature-calls.blogspot.com/2009/12/our-new-playground.html' title='Our new playground!'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12575148241349129663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12383138060183282269'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3063968735663590039.post-5099447170958623600</id><published>2009-12-01T16:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T17:08:13.189-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting there is half the journey</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;The drive was just as much apart of the trip as Times Square (that post is coming soon).  It deserves some lime light.  It left a lasting impression on Kaci.  At the local grocery store this week, we got one of those fancy carts with a car attached to it.  When Kaci climbed inside and asked me to start pushing, I had the following conversation with her:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Me: Kaci, are you driving?&lt;div&gt;Kaci: Beep!  Beep! Silly car!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Where are you driving, Kaci?&lt;div&gt;Kaci: Drivin' New York!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: You're drivin' to New York?!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kaci: New YoooOOOOrrRRkk!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xcVrVAOp0rI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xcVrVAOp0rI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made the video this time (I know you always wonder who creates these things, usually Brad, this time, me). Enjoy.  The pictures below are mostly for the blog book we'll make this summer of our Virginia adventures. Sorry for the redundancy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zL9umwT1FuY/SxW2TTOFFYI/AAAAAAAACCw/GS30G8VuDIs/s1600/PB250082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zL9umwT1FuY/SxW2TTOFFYI/AAAAAAAACCw/GS30G8VuDIs/s320/PB250082.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410430970048615810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kaci with a taxi, I got one of everyone with a taxi... except me, I tried, but would always just barely miss it...shucks.  One reason to go back I guess!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zL9umwT1FuY/SxW2S2CxOII/AAAAAAAACCo/O_GF69850h4/s1600/PB250087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zL9umwT1FuY/SxW2S2CxOII/AAAAAAAACCo/O_GF69850h4/s320/PB250087.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410430962216548482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brad with a taxi. Brad hates driving in big cities, makes him have to pee. I usually do all the city driving.  But, Kaci was sick so I was tending to her. He was hilarious. He said some pretty funny stuff.  Like "when the cars honk at you, it just means they like you!" I love the way he thinks when he's in a stressful situation. He did an awesome job navigating the city, Kaci helped by holding a map and repeating all the numbers we said. Brad would say, "look for exit 36" and Kaci would respond, "dirty-six!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zL9umwT1FuY/SxW2SdBQ1SI/AAAAAAAACCg/mglMMwt0GM4/s1600/PB250053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zL9umwT1FuY/SxW2SdBQ1SI/AAAAAAAACCg/mglMMwt0GM4/s320/PB250053.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410430955499345186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ok, here's my Statue of Liberty picture.  I've always wondered what it was like for all those immigrants whose first glimpse of New York (America) was the Statue of Liberty.  Now I know! Seeing her through the mists like that seemed so magical to me.  It was a perfect moment for me.  Call me silly, but that's all I wanted.  To catch a glimpse of such a symbolic statue, as I made my way to New York to fulfill silly childhood dream... my excitement (as great as it was) was little compared to those who saw her with much greater hopes and dreams. Picture perfect! (in my mind, obviously since ya can't actually see her in the pix above)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zL9umwT1FuY/SxW2SOYYXyI/AAAAAAAACCY/XG1c1sSz2so/s1600/PB250059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zL9umwT1FuY/SxW2SOYYXyI/AAAAAAAACCY/XG1c1sSz2so/s320/PB250059.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410430951569776418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nothing says New York quite like big buildings, huh?  Do you see that mist of darkness, that awful fog that plagued us the entire drive?  This pix was taken at about 2pm, that's mid day folks, not a sliver of sunshine... not a sliver. This my friends is why the East Coast is the East Coast, I have never experienced anything close to this on the West Coast (but I've also never lived in Washington, yikes!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zL9umwT1FuY/SxW2RlVf7yI/AAAAAAAACCQ/ETfZXccrkuo/s1600/PB250071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zL9umwT1FuY/SxW2RlVf7yI/AAAAAAAACCQ/ETfZXccrkuo/s320/PB250071.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410430940551835426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My angle baby.  She was such a good sport the whole way, just singing songs and wanting hugs to snuggle away feeling sick.  She's such a little gem in our lives.  I can't tell you how blessed we feel to have her "along for the ride".   &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/3063968735663590039-5099447170958623600?l=nature-calls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nature-calls.blogspot.com/feeds/5099447170958623600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3063968735663590039&amp;postID=5099447170958623600' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3063968735663590039/posts/default/5099447170958623600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3063968735663590039/posts/default/5099447170958623600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nature-calls.blogspot.com/2009/12/getting-there-is-half-journey.html' title='Getting there is half the journey'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12575148241349129663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12383138060183282269'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zL9umwT1FuY/SxW2TTOFFYI/AAAAAAAACCw/GS30G8VuDIs/s72-c/PB250082.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3063968735663590039.post-3569421786797271640</id><published>2009-11-29T14:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T14:31:03.434-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Tradition</title><content type='html'>Some traditions just aren't worth keeping.  Like getting sick for the Holidays.  Someone please explain that to Kaci who got sick (sore throat, headaches, runny nose etc) two days before we left and succeeded in passing said sickness on to her loving parents. Since I can barely keep my eyes open and my nose is raw and my throat is burning with every breath... Here's a sneak peek at our amazing New York trip sickness and all!! Lots of videos (like me doing a jig at Times Square) and pictures to come!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zL9umwT1FuY/SxLzsBgkKJI/AAAAAAAACBw/rDkoIoR6bnE/s1600/PB250087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zL9umwT1FuY/SxLzsBgkKJI/AAAAAAAACBw/rDkoIoR6bnE/s320/PB250087.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409654040070203538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zL9umwT1FuY/SxLzr2DcfgI/AAAAAAAACBo/VNWyzjzBBcc/s1600/PB250071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zL9umwT1FuY/SxLzr2DcfgI/AAAAAAAACBo/VNWyzjzBBcc/s320/PB250071.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409654036995276290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zL9umwT1FuY/SxLzsgo0uRI/AAAAAAAACB4/-uC9giSwG18/s1600/PB250105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zL9umwT1FuY/SxLzsgo0uRI/AAAAAAAACB4/-uC9giSwG18/s320/PB250105.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409654048426342674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zL9umwT1FuY/SxLzs7-85oI/AAAAAAAACCA/b8BirzZDRwc/s1600/PB260145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zL9umwT1FuY/SxLzs7-85oI/AAAAAAAACCA/b8BirzZDRwc/s320/PB260145.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409654055766910594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zL9umwT1FuY/SxLztex1bmI/AAAAAAAACCI/Kg18ZEOAUVE/s1600/PB260187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zL9umwT1FuY/SxLztex1bmI/AAAAAAAACCI/Kg18ZEOAUVE/s320/PB260187.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409654065107136098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3063968735663590039-3569421786797271640?l=nature-calls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nature-calls.blogspot.com/feeds/3569421786797271640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3063968735663590039&amp;postID=3569421786797271640' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3063968735663590039/posts/default/3569421786797271640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3063968735663590039/posts/default/3569421786797271640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nature-calls.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-tradition.html' title='It&apos;s Tradition'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12575148241349129663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12383138060183282269'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zL9umwT1FuY/SxLzsBgkKJI/AAAAAAAACBw/rDkoIoR6bnE/s72-c/PB250087.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3063968735663590039.post-7948881125728125197</id><published>2009-11-24T08:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T14:13:44.822-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Streets of New York</title><content type='html'>In the Spirit of Thanksgiving!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Tuwid8_O8dk&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Tuwid8_O8dk&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Blogs&lt;br /&gt;2. It's NOVEMBER, my favorite holiday, Thanksgiving is coming!!&lt;br /&gt;3. I slept in til 8 am!! No seminary!&lt;br /&gt;4. Brad!!&lt;br /&gt;5. Daylight savings.. it's light outside at 6am now!!&lt;br /&gt;6. I'm not in high school anymore, one hour a day with teenagers makes me OH SO VERY GRATEFUL!!!&lt;br /&gt;7. My mom&lt;br /&gt;8. Sundays... and nursery!&lt;br /&gt;9. A knowledge of God&lt;br /&gt;10. Playing games in any form!&lt;br /&gt;11. two new mommy friends&lt;br /&gt;12. kaci's giant floor piano&lt;br /&gt;13. Brad wakes me up for seminary... three times if necessary... I was really into my dream this morning (even though I don't remember it).&lt;br /&gt;14. a whole day with just Brad!&lt;br /&gt;15. 12 hours of sleep or pretended sleep at least&lt;br /&gt;16. the scarfs my mom made me, I feel so fancy in them!&lt;br /&gt;17. tea tree oil&lt;br /&gt;18. my excitement for the MACY'S THANKSGIVING DAY PARADE is oozing out of my ears now!!! I love it!&lt;br /&gt;19. the sunshine days that follow the rainy ones... when the sun shines through the windows again and I can't get enough if it.&lt;br /&gt;20. my nutty seminary kids&lt;br /&gt;21. zachary from church, kaci's only real friend&lt;br /&gt;22. visit teaching Sister Halling for the past year, love that lady, she reminds me of my mom&lt;br /&gt;23. fun, simple, easy, creative art projects--like the kind you do when your in grade school&lt;br /&gt;24. my sister married a great guy and created the cutest kids ever&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3063968735663590039-7948881125728125197?l=nature-calls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nature-calls.blogspot.com/feeds/7948881125728125197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3063968735663590039&amp;postID=7948881125728125197' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3063968735663590039/posts/default/7948881125728125197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3063968735663590039/posts/default/7948881125728125197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nature-calls.blogspot.com/2009/11/streets-of-new-york.html' title='Streets of New York'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12575148241349129663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12383138060183282269'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3063968735663590039.post-155636140831515025</id><published>2009-11-20T04:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T04:53:03.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guessing Game Giveaway!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;hope=expect with confidence &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.natalienortonphoto.com/2009/11/apparently-im-going-into-business-of.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;see post here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; from N. Norton's blog)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That definition suits us &lt;b&gt;perfectly&lt;/b&gt; right now because even though Brad doesn't even interview til December 1st (woohoo) we have been making detailed plans on moving &lt;i&gt;there &lt;/i&gt;for the past few weeks&lt;i&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Anyone want to play a game?  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Leave a comment with your best guess of where we are planning to move for Brad's internship. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I disclose where we are going, I will also announce the winner and their prize. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(we figure we'll know before Christmas)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A prize will be one of the following:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1) something we own that we can't take with us &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2) one of my many magical paintings &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3) a shrine of you on our sidebar til we move.    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, in your comment leave your guess and your prize of choice! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Happy guessing!&lt;/span&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/3063968735663590039-155636140831515025?l=nature-calls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nature-calls.blogspot.com/feeds/155636140831515025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3063968735663590039&amp;postID=155636140831515025' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3063968735663590039/posts/default/155636140831515025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3063968735663590039/posts/default/155636140831515025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nature-calls.blogspot.com/2009/11/guessing-game-giveaway.html' title='Guessing Game Giveaway!'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12575148241349129663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12383138060183282269'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3063968735663590039.post-9013143851114823152</id><published>2009-11-19T05:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T05:07:15.187-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Parade Update</title><content type='html'>I know the weather could change by next Thursday, but right now the prediction is a 30% chance of rain... which on the East Coast that means it's going to rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've heard that this could be a good thing.  Less people come because of the rain, like all the locals. And usually the rain makes it a tiny bit warmer and that means it won't be below freezing which I was worried about. I'll pack my rain boots and the umbrellas.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's hope it's a drizzle and not a down pour!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3063968735663590039-9013143851114823152?l=nature-calls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nature-calls.blogspot.com/feeds/9013143851114823152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3063968735663590039&amp;postID=9013143851114823152' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3063968735663590039/posts/default/9013143851114823152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3063968735663590039/posts/default/9013143851114823152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nature-calls.blogspot.com/2009/11/parade-update.html' title='Parade Update'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12575148241349129663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12383138060183282269'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3063968735663590039.post-2317874834152363776</id><published>2009-11-17T04:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T05:05:55.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Late Breaking News</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zL9umwT1FuY/SwKcLmrd3kI/AAAAAAAACBg/y4Hh-OpYINs/s1600/gb2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zL9umwT1FuY/SwKcLmrd3kI/AAAAAAAACBg/y4Hh-OpYINs/s320/gb2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405054225973370434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The oh-so-very generous and loving Papa Call bought tickets for us to join them for Christmas.  My eyes bugged out of my head when he seriously wanted to spend that kind of money just to have us around for a couple weeks.  I know they mostly just want to love on Kaci, but I'm happy to mooch off Kaci's glorious-ness if it means decorating gingerbread houses, seeing the SLC temple lights, yummy food that I don't have to fret about planning and making, and lots of family time.  I get to see my not-so-new-anymore nephew too.  I'm pretty excited.  Everyone start praying now that we aren't sick and afflicted over Christmas like we have been the past three years!! We'll be in Utah from Dec 17th through Dec 29th. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zL9umwT1FuY/SwKcLtd0PSI/AAAAAAAACBY/AJnQHyeR8AI/s1600/gb1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zL9umwT1FuY/SwKcLtd0PSI/AAAAAAAACBY/AJnQHyeR8AI/s320/gb1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405054227795164450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the usual spread for decorating gingerbread houses... this is one of the craziest things to be apart of.  candy land heaven for sure to decorate with and to eat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zL9umwT1FuY/SwKcLYVAoDI/AAAAAAAACBQ/zg8W3TEwgnU/s1600/fam1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zL9umwT1FuY/SwKcLYVAoDI/AAAAAAAACBQ/zg8W3TEwgnU/s320/fam1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405054222121082930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Christmas celebration two years ago... Hawaii style... see how tiny Kaci is...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3063968735663590039-2317874834152363776?l=nature-calls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nature-calls.blogspot.com/feeds/2317874834152363776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3063968735663590039&amp;postID=2317874834152363776' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3063968735663590039/posts/default/2317874834152363776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3063968735663590039/posts/default/2317874834152363776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nature-calls.blogspot.com/2009/11/late-breaking-news.html' title='Late Breaking News'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12575148241349129663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12383138060183282269'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zL9umwT1FuY/SwKcLmrd3kI/AAAAAAAACBg/y4Hh-OpYINs/s72-c/gb2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3063968735663590039.post-2594642499691797552</id><published>2009-11-15T06:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T06:21:35.213-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Temple Date</title><content type='html'>A lady in my ward with 5 kids offered to babysit Kaci so Brad and I could go to them temple together.  She's one of those amazing moms who is a complete whiz at everything she does.  I hesitated to accept her offer (because she already has 5 kids), but she insisted.  So, I dropped Kaci off at her house at 8am and didn't return until after 6pm (the temple is 2 hours away)  Is your jaw dropping yet?  When we picked Kaci up, she not only kept all 5 kids alive, fed, and happy.  She also canned apple pie filling, made muffins, lunch and dinner, and pulled out a hot apple cobbler from the oven.  I'm telling you she's amazing.  Oh, and one of my favorite things about her is that she and her kids make leaves and hang them from the ceiling for fall. There are like 100 leaves hanging by fish line from her ceiling.  There are also lots of hand drawn pictures taped to the walls and furniture.  She lets her kids decorate too.  I love this lady.  Kaci had the time of her life yesterday... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.okland-const.com/images/Temple%20-%20WA,%20DC%20Temple.jpg "&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 263px;" src="http://www.okland-const.com/images/Temple%20-%20WA,%20DC%20Temple.jpg " border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so did I.  I got to spend that entire day with Brad.  No entertaining Kaci, nothing to worry about at all.  We talked non-stop the entire time we drove there and back.  Apparently we had some catching up to do. This is the busiest time of year for Brad, so naturally I am exhausted too because he is gone more. A whole day to just be together was very much needed and appreciated.  I can't tell you how in love with that man I really am.  Going to the temple reminds how deep and lasting our love is already and that it has yet to get even more amazing as we stay married to each other.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3063968735663590039-2594642499691797552?l=nature-calls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nature-calls.blogspot.com/feeds/2594642499691797552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3063968735663590039&amp;postID=2594642499691797552' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3063968735663590039/posts/default/2594642499691797552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3063968735663590039/posts/default/2594642499691797552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nature-calls.blogspot.com/2009/11/temple-date.html' title='Temple Date'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12575148241349129663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12383138060183282269'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3063968735663590039.post-2132414297032735341</id><published>2009-11-13T04:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T05:06:13.299-08:00</updated><title type='text'>tip of my tongue</title><content type='html'>I have got big news... on the tip of my tongue.  Brad and I have made a pack not to disclose our &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;new big adventure &lt;/span&gt;until it is final.  What is it... moving of course... but &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;WHERE&lt;/span&gt; we move is the adventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few weeks ago, I went for a walk with Kaci.  As I was walking a little voice in my head starting convincing me that we would LOVE living in this &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;one particular place.&lt;/span&gt; I argued with it for a couple blocks, but by the time we got back to our apartment I was giddy with excitement to move &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;there&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I told Brad, he was giddy too. The giddy-ness lasted for a long time, but then on Monday, I thought about all the arguments I originally had against the &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;idea&lt;/span&gt; and I got really sad about it. It's not good to get sad about something so BIG!  Especially when it's that little voice that convinced you &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;it&lt;/span&gt; was such a good thing in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After talking a lot about my feelings with Brad, I am back on the giddy feeling.  I may have reservations about &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;it&lt;/span&gt;, but I like the happiness and giddy-ness I felt when I trusted that little voice that we would LOVE it &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;there.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, don't make me lie to you anymore.  We do have a set &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;place&lt;/span&gt; in mind, we are doing what we can to go &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;there&lt;/span&gt;, but we are also doing the necessary yet terribly un-necessary and applying to variety of other places too.  We still just don't know for sure on paper yet, just in our hearts.  Hopefully we'll know for sure on paper sooner than later.. a lot sooner. (We're hoping to know by February at the very latest instead of May or June)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may think I'm silly for thinking so much &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;about all this&lt;/span&gt; because it's so far away still, not moving til June at the earliest. But moving is a big big deal and it will impact every aspect of our lives.  Including trying to get pregnant again.  Once we KNOW ON PAPER where we are going, we can start planning a little one again.  So much to think about.  So much to plan.  So I think about it, and I plan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3063968735663590039-2132414297032735341?l=nature-calls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nature-calls.blogspot.com/feeds/2132414297032735341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3063968735663590039&amp;postID=2132414297032735341' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3063968735663590039/posts/default/2132414297032735341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3063968735663590039/posts/default/2132414297032735341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nature-calls.blogspot.com/2009/11/tip-of-my-tongue.html' title='tip of my tongue'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12575148241349129663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12383138060183282269'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3063968735663590039.post-5690374186698571210</id><published>2009-11-10T05:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T04:27:18.540-08:00</updated><title type='text'>baking with Kaci</title><content type='html'>It's getting colder and colder outside which means it's time to turn on the oven and get out the yeast!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.goodhousekeeping.com/cm/goodhousekeeping/images/King-ArthurFlourBakersCompanion-GHK-Anybody-fb-80657756.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 325px; height: 325px;" src="http://www.goodhousekeeping.com/cm/goodhousekeeping/images/King-ArthurFlourBakersCompanion-GHK-Anybody-fb-80657756.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I checked out an amazing book from Mr. Lib (that's what our library is called, massanutten regional library is abbreviated to mrlib... love it!)  King Arthurs Baking Companion.  Over 600 pages of detailed how to whip, fold, cream, etc recipes.  They explain why you have to whip butter for 5 minutes before adding the sugar and then one egg at a time to a cake recipe.  I love it.  It's got some pretty hilarious commentary as well.  I've had it over a month... I HAVE to give it back in a week to let someone else have a chance to read it... I think that person will be BRAD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaci is my helper.  She scoops the flour, cracks my eggs, spills the sugar, and taste tests everything.  Here are a few of our creations that would certainly turn out better if I could manage to actually measure the flour that Kaci dumps in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zL9umwT1FuY/SvQkRBsSAqI/AAAAAAAACAo/I6iyX_pFDM8/s1600-h/PB010013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zL9umwT1FuY/SvQkRBsSAqI/AAAAAAAACAo/I6iyX_pFDM8/s320/PB010013.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400981728054608546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zL9umwT1FuY/SvQkQ5SXGzI/AAAAAAAACAg/13roUUWMuNg/s1600-h/PA290122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zL9umwT1FuY/SvQkQ5SXGzI/AAAAAAAACAg/13roUUWMuNg/s320/PA290122.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400981725798406962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zL9umwT1FuY/SvQkQoCP5gI/AAAAAAAACAY/LgQQuiKxjvw/s1600-h/PA290120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zL9umwT1FuY/SvQkQoCP5gI/AAAAAAAACAY/LgQQuiKxjvw/s320/PA290120.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400981721167422978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've made: hot buttered pretzels, lots of bread sticks, whole wheat pizza, whole wheat fry bread, devils food cake with caramel icing, brownies, pumpkin cookies, and apple dumplings to name the most recent. &lt;br /&gt;\&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3063968735663590039-5690374186698571210?l=nature-calls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nature-calls.blogspot.com/feeds/5690374186698571210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3063968735663590039&amp;postID=5690374186698571210' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3063968735663590039/posts/default/5690374186698571210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3063968735663590039/posts/default/5690374186698571210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nature-calls.blogspot.com/2009/11/baking-with-kaci.html' title='baking with Kaci'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12575148241349129663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12383138060183282269'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zL9umwT1FuY/SvQkRBsSAqI/AAAAAAAACAo/I6iyX_pFDM8/s72-c/PB010013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3063968735663590039.post-4810782439805023000</id><published>2009-11-09T04:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T04:44:23.960-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh bother</title><content type='html'>Brad is busy busy busy. I am tired tired tired.  Kaci is happy, running, dancing, and now singing.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I had family or friends around this would be the day I'd take advantage of them.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch out people who volunteered to substitute for seminary.  I'm giving you each a call today!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3063968735663590039-4810782439805023000?l=nature-calls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nature-calls.blogspot.com/feeds/4810782439805023000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3063968735663590039&amp;postID=4810782439805023000' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3063968735663590039/posts/default/4810782439805023000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3063968735663590039/posts/default/4810782439805023000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nature-calls.blogspot.com/2009/11/oh-bother.html' title='Oh bother'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12575148241349129663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12383138060183282269'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3063968735663590039.post-7556602922634479494</id><published>2009-11-08T08:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T09:07:39.303-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy to You!</title><content type='html'>November is the month of birthdays on my side of the family.  Mom, Marsha, Garrett, Nate, and now Bruce too (maybe forgetting someone... am I?).  Kaci learned the Happy Birthday Song to sing to Mom, unfortunately, she didn't answer the phone in time to hear it.  But, later I got it on video.  Happy Birthday Mom!  And Happy Birthday to everyone else this month too.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FW7X3ijvPG8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FW7X3ijvPG8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday from Kaci!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3063968735663590039-7556602922634479494?l=nature-calls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nature-calls.blogspot.com/feeds/7556602922634479494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3063968735663590039&amp;postID=7556602922634479494' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3063968735663590039/posts/default/7556602922634479494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3063968735663590039/posts/default/7556602922634479494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nature-calls.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-to-you.html' title='Happy to You!'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12575148241349129663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12383138060183282269'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3063968735663590039.post-5530185801995895126</id><published>2009-11-06T04:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T05:19:34.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'>offended?</title><content type='html'>Should I be offended that Brad gets all the cool nick-names from Kaci?  She never calls me anything but Mom.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaci now affectionately calls Brad Daddy-Boy!  That's right.  Daddy-Boy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zL9umwT1FuY/SvQhLMpSIRI/AAAAAAAACAQ/oNNxbCds1hM/s1600-h/PB010011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zL9umwT1FuY/SvQhLMpSIRI/AAAAAAAACAQ/oNNxbCds1hM/s320/PB010011.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400978329380725010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Guess what Brad was for Halloween... it's a lifelong dream of his to have a Charlie Brown shirt... he may or may not wear this to school now, with flip flops, in 30 degree weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I guess she has figured out that everyone else calls me Kerri, so sometimes she yells "HEY! Kay-EE!"  She's also caught on that Daddy-Boy also responds to Brad.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaci is talking so much now, catches onto everything anyone says.  Her vocabulary and pronunciation is pretty amazing to us.  She's constantly asking us to "Watch ME!  Watch ME!"  Her favorite thing to perform for us lately is to "ula-oop" with beads.  She also tells us to "TRY!" when we say we can't do something, like hula hoop with the beads. &lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mN2JK2IXTAc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mN2JK2IXTAc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3063968735663590039-5530185801995895126?l=nature-calls.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nature-calls.blogspot.com/feeds/5530185801995895126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3063968735663590039&amp;postID=5530185801995895126' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3063968735663590039/posts/default/5530185801995895126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3063968735663590039/posts/default/5530185801995895126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nature-calls.blogspot.com/2009/11/offended.html' title='offended?'/><author><name>Kerri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12575148241349129663</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12383138060183282269'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zL9umwT1FuY/SvQhLMpSIRI/AAAAAAAACAQ/oNNxbCds1hM/s72-c/PB010011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3063968735663590039.post-8566331536072698669</id><published>2009-10-31T04:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T11:36:05.094-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spoooooky</title><content type='html'>Halloween Festivities are in full swing... here we are carving our pumpkin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OPNPjPel90Y&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OPNPjPel90Y&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started the trick-or-treating festivities on Wednesday.  Bridgewater College opens up their dorms and the college kids decorate and pass out TONS of candy. They also do a little carnival.  Kaci was scared out of her mind, until she saw a little baby dressed up like a duck.  Here is Kaci's FIRST costume... a haunted homemaker aka a witch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zL9umwT1FuY/SuwozJyVwkI/AAAAAAAAB_w/bSLVlNiaixg/s1600-h/PA280112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zL9umwT1FuY/SuwozJyVwkI/AAAAAAAAB_w/bSLVlNiaixg/s320/PA280112.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398734912575881794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zL9umwT1FuY/Suwoy58U2uI/AAAAAAAAB_o/EH7ioz-mypQ/s1600-h/PA280106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zL9umwT1FuY/Suwoy58U2uI/AAAAAAAAB_o/EH7ioz-mypQ/s320/PA280106.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398734908322798306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her loot.  She could have had double this but she would always only take one piece of candy when the they told her to take 3 or 4.  One time a guy was about to give her like 10 snickers, but she took just ONE again.  Bummer, I'm still sad about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zL9umwT1FuY/Suwozf-Wz2I/AAAAAAAAB_4/uUEbBnM9XYo/s1600-h/PA280115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zL9umwT1FuY/Suwozf-Wz2I/AAAAAAAAB_4/uUEbBnM9XYo/s320/PA280115.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398734918531862370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Thursday we went to the mall for their Monster Mash.  The advertisement said there would be trick-or-treating, costume judging, and a dance party.  Boy was there ever a Dance Party.  I didn't bring my camera which is the greatest let down of the century because the Dance Party was solely kids ages 18 months to 6 shakin' it with the Dukettes (a dance team from JMU).  It was AMAZING. &lt;br /&gt;Kaci wanted to be Rela (Cinderella) this time after seeing other kids dressed up like Cinderella.  She's obsessed with Cinderella right now, she trys to sing like her which is so cute!  And she's always uber excited when it's time for Cinderella to dance with her prince.  She runs around the house yelling "rela DANCE prince!!"  My mom had sewn her some dress up clothes which I decided to turn into a Cinderella costume.  Kaci loved it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zL9umwT1FuY/Suwo0FPxpxI/AAAAAAAACAI/WA7IQnLrJxU/s1600-h/PA290129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zL9umwT1FuY/Suwo0FPxpxI/AAAAAAAACAI/WA7IQnLrJxU/s320/PA290129.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398734928537036562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zL9umwT1FuY/SuwozrvPgiI/AAAAAAAACAA/AXAQfGI8WAs/s1600-h/PA290125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zL9umwT1FuY/SuwozrvPgiI/AAAAAAAACAA/AXAQfGI8WAs/s320/PA290125.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398734921689694754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes!  It was only Thursday and she already had tons of candy.  Little did she know that today, the day of Halloween, she'll go trick-or-treating THREE more times.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funny part about all this madness is that I don't really like all the candy, Kaci licks it and throws most of it away, and Brad eats all the peanut butter stuff, but that's it.  Honestly, I just figure that it's something to do for free and I am all about that!  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