<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7814896466502489324</id><updated>2011-10-10T19:47:00.292-07:00</updated><title type='text'>McMinns</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07560268272225823766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SL3_beM-t8I/AAAAAAAAALc/xlC3Fg1Uir4/S220/IMG_1985.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>146</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7814896466502489324.post-7378776095332358563</id><published>2011-06-30T14:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T15:21:42.014-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hello...anyone there?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So after dropping off the face of the earth (also known as El &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Paso&lt;/span&gt;, TX), I've decided to update my blog a little. I'd like to say I'm back...but it's more my desire to do anything except make dinner right now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;That said...let's begin!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Waaaaay&lt;/span&gt; back in March we took a trip to Arizona with my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;in laws&lt;/span&gt;, and it was a blast. The smell of oranges was in the air, the place we stayed in was amazing, and the company was the best. Not to mention shopping, Cheesecake Factory, two rounds of golf, and sushi.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_v3x1xjetWo/TgzxnzRAONI/AAAAAAAABkc/bwapQKXdcpU/s1600/az%2Bcollage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624135700757625042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_v3x1xjetWo/TgzxnzRAONI/AAAAAAAABkc/bwapQKXdcpU/s800/az%2Bcollage.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Come May we had the most amazing (hopefully not a once in a lifetime) experience...a trip to Chicago without our children! Grandma &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Mc&lt;/span&gt; was a saint and came to play with the girls for an extra long weekend while Kev and I lived it up in the windy city. It was cold and rainy (both welcomed changes to the climate we are used to), and we got to go with some of our favorite people since the guys were all attending an &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ortho&lt;/span&gt; conference.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My favorite things: breakfast at Yolk, Chicago shopping, Gino's Pizza, breakfast at Yolk, all the glorious trees, sushi, dim sum, running in the rain, and breakfast at Yolk...again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the coolest ladies (moving our &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;partay&lt;/span&gt; from Texas to Chicago!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UiYeATdwIpM/TgzxnXCC4wI/AAAAAAAABkU/xYNwRSyNad0/s1600/164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624135693178692354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UiYeATdwIpM/TgzxnXCC4wI/AAAAAAAABkU/xYNwRSyNad0/s640/164.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And of course my favorite guy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hj95O3iV06s/TgzxnFEvVNI/AAAAAAAABkM/2I5xgWob9NM/s1600/chicago%2Bcollage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624135688358155474" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hj95O3iV06s/TgzxnFEvVNI/AAAAAAAABkM/2I5xgWob9NM/s800/chicago%2Bcollage.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The girls are of course older now and have somehow become partners in crime.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L-xVtu4YvrI/Tgzxm6TI2II/AAAAAAAABkE/nHZHnbHygWs/s1600/marker%2Bcollage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624135685465757826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L-xVtu4YvrI/Tgzxm6TI2II/AAAAAAAABkE/nHZHnbHygWs/s800/marker%2Bcollage.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ry also had her first dance recital. She was so cute and funny to watch. It's weird I have a kid that is old enough to be in a dance recital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t2MFSOPzp4Q/TgzxYjyhyoI/AAAAAAAABj8/UlmFgO6UOYs/s1600/283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624135438905232002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t2MFSOPzp4Q/TgzxYjyhyoI/AAAAAAAABj8/UlmFgO6UOYs/s640/283.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PEWV6xdsupw/TgzxYbTC7nI/AAAAAAAABj0/hXzVvBl2Y78/s1600/ballet%2Bcollage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624135436625702514" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PEWV6xdsupw/TgzxYbTC7nI/AAAAAAAABj0/hXzVvBl2Y78/s800/ballet%2Bcollage.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lastly I have gained 10 lbs in the past 6 months. It is partly due to my indulgence of ice cream every night but mostly because I'm growing another person inside me and that tends to make you plumper. And in case you haven't heard...it's a boy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7814896466502489324-7378776095332358563?l=kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/feeds/7378776095332358563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7814896466502489324&amp;postID=7378776095332358563' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/7378776095332358563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/7378776095332358563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/2011/06/helloanyone-there.html' title='hello...anyone there?'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07560268272225823766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SL3_beM-t8I/AAAAAAAAALc/xlC3Fg1Uir4/S220/IMG_1985.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_v3x1xjetWo/TgzxnzRAONI/AAAAAAAABkc/bwapQKXdcpU/s72-c/az%2Bcollage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7814896466502489324.post-7839872689772593120</id><published>2011-04-01T06:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T07:42:27.599-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rylee's bday and dragon training!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;I have received e-mails from two grandpas, both requesting I update my sad looking blog. Here's a good place to start...Ry's 4&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;bday&lt;/span&gt; way back in February. Ry's favorite holiday (Valentines Day...aka Love Day) and her birthday are within a few days of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;each other&lt;/span&gt;, making it the best week of every year. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We did a combined party with Ry's best buddy Blake from Colorado who made the move to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;EP&lt;/span&gt; with us. So sparing Blake from having to have a princess party, we went with a theme from one of Ry's favorite movie, Dragon Training! Thank you TX! Where you can have a February &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;bday&lt;/span&gt; outside! We trained our dragons, grilled hot dogs, and opened presents.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I had a brilliant idea to make 10 "hobby" dragons, once again way overestimating my sewing skills. These things took me forever to make. My first attempt Ry guessed was an alligator, and Kev just laughed at the sight of it (thanks for the constructive &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;criticism&lt;/span&gt;). The second go they turned out better, but I'll admit I was a tad &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;embarrassed&lt;/span&gt; to bust them out at the party. The kids liked them though and my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;shotty&lt;/span&gt; sewing held up until the end of the party at least!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Happy &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bday&lt;/span&gt; Ry! I couldn't love you more. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Birthday morning. Where once again Ry was spoiled ROTTEN by all her grandmas and grandpas! Thanks!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JmkCWgpgW1k/TZXbpddC5cI/AAAAAAAABio/4BxwpOpVDB4/s1600/256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590616017777911234" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JmkCWgpgW1k/TZXbpddC5cI/AAAAAAAABio/4BxwpOpVDB4/s640/256.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Let the training (party) begin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-16V9ioqqWD0/TZXbA9fLq6I/AAAAAAAABig/95BkHXw6AbE/s1600/289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590615322002172834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-16V9ioqqWD0/TZXbA9fLq6I/AAAAAAAABig/95BkHXw6AbE/s640/289.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Birthday boy, girl, and little sister with their fierce (and somewhat goofy looking) dragons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nnP9C8N5yCg/TZXbAvm7cnI/AAAAAAAABiY/qHvnK4o35Yo/s1600/280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590615318276567666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nnP9C8N5yCg/TZXbAvm7cnI/AAAAAAAABiY/qHvnK4o35Yo/s640/280.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oDHI1sFps4g/TZXaqPdMXjI/AAAAAAAABiI/-2mPE29TEdw/s1600/283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590614931688676914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oDHI1sFps4g/TZXaqPdMXjI/AAAAAAAABiI/-2mPE29TEdw/s640/283.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Games included racing dragons and collecting fish for them to eat (the dragons, not the kids).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YNqvtEgLz-w/TZXapiuOrEI/AAAAAAAABiA/kZxgG5uEiiE/s1600/274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590614919680535618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YNqvtEgLz-w/TZXapiuOrEI/AAAAAAAABiA/kZxgG5uEiiE/s640/274.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Toothless the dragon cake by the birthday boys dad. I was VERY impressed.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m4Vpc_cpqp0/TZXapDpLduI/AAAAAAAABh4/XfMx3arRWd8/s1600/267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590614911337854690" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m4Vpc_cpqp0/TZXapDpLduI/AAAAAAAABh4/XfMx3arRWd8/s640/267.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;My somewhat less impressive cookies. Viking helmets and fish...get it? You know, because vikings train dragons, and dragons eat fish. There was no way I was going to try to frost a dragon onto a cookie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eQt4NVi7XO0/TZXbAepUVJI/AAAAAAAABiQ/BQYMFVGsAcc/s1600/269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590615313723184274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eQt4NVi7XO0/TZXbAepUVJI/AAAAAAAABiQ/BQYMFVGsAcc/s640/269.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Grandpas, hope that is satisfactory!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EtTOZNcvCPo/TZXaojNpjSI/AAAAAAAABho/x4pKP4uN6ms/s1600/256.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7814896466502489324-7839872689772593120?l=kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/feeds/7839872689772593120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7814896466502489324&amp;postID=7839872689772593120' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/7839872689772593120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/7839872689772593120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/2011/04/rylees-bday-and-dragon-training.html' title='Rylee&apos;s bday and dragon training!'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07560268272225823766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SL3_beM-t8I/AAAAAAAAALc/xlC3Fg1Uir4/S220/IMG_1985.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JmkCWgpgW1k/TZXbpddC5cI/AAAAAAAABio/4BxwpOpVDB4/s72-c/256.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7814896466502489324.post-9105525799691655159</id><published>2011-02-05T06:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T06:55:48.480-08:00</updated><title type='text'>another flood...of bigger proportions</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For the second time in one month our home has turned into an indoor pool. &lt;a href="http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/2011/01/so-my-ambitions-of-blogging-all-our.html"&gt;Last time&lt;/a&gt; it was contained to the tiled hallway...this time we weren't so lucky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let me begin with the previous day. It has been abnormally cold in EP, apparently the coldest temps in the city's history (so glad we could be a part of it..). So on Thurs when we woke up with the water frozen to our shower, it was disappointing. When I later noticed flooding in the back yard I was a little panicked, but we just went without water for a day, and fared pretty well. When the contractor and his crew fixed the pipe so we could once again have water to our house and broke the news there was leaking on the inside of the wall...I was getting frustrated but glad it was contained. Ok...here it gets good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;While the contractor was still her fixing the pipes, we decided to go grab a bite and perhaps play at the play area. But noticing it was lunch time we told the workers we would bring back some lunch for them. Fast forward to an hour later, we arrive home to see the workers had left already (a little happy, I could easily eat three more hamburgers).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let me pause to mention some key characters in this story...my inlaws. Oh thank goodness for my inlaws.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ok. When we walk inside our house we are greeted with a small river, which when followed eventually turns into a lake. Apparently another pipe had burst, which went unnoticed because we had no water the past day. After the workers fixed our outside pipes, they turned the water back on before they left. Only this busted pipe was leaking on the inside of our house, right by Rys room. The water had completely flooded Ry's room (where her carpet was floating), made its way down the hall (partially into Soph's room), through the hall between the kitchen and living room, and snaked around to the garage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Where I was rooted to the floor, ready to burst into tears, my inlaws sprang into action. I know it probably isn't the best vacation for them...but I'm SO happy they were here. Four sets of hands made clean up way better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This was rough of my emotions, but there were a few things to be grateful for.  I'm glad we returned early to bring lunch back...another hour of this leaking would have been disastrous!  Glad my inlaws were here otherwise Kev would have been at work and I would have been home alone, probably still staring at the water.  Glad our house is mostly tiled, even though I curse it every week when I have to clean it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;To the left of the door and all the way down that hall is where the leak was coming from. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;b&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TU1c0NAVU5I/AAAAAAAABhg/WgHTqFqEXQ8/s1600/IMG_3411%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570210366041183122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TU1c0NAVU5I/AAAAAAAABhg/WgHTqFqEXQ8/s800/IMG_3411%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I snapped this pic within the first couple mins. of cleanup, and look how much water is already in the courtyard.  Ushering the water out the front of the door went on for another 45 mins.  Then another couple hours of sucking the water up with the shop vac in Ry's room.  And we were only gone for less than a hour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TU1czxjnNCI/AAAAAAAABhY/TzQZkPFktzw/s1600/IMG_3413%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570210358672962594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TU1czxjnNCI/AAAAAAAABhY/TzQZkPFktzw/s800/IMG_3413%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7814896466502489324-9105525799691655159?l=kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/feeds/9105525799691655159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7814896466502489324&amp;postID=9105525799691655159' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/9105525799691655159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/9105525799691655159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/2011/02/another-floodof-bigger-proportions.html' title='another flood...of bigger proportions'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07560268272225823766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SL3_beM-t8I/AAAAAAAAALc/xlC3Fg1Uir4/S220/IMG_1985.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TU1c0NAVU5I/AAAAAAAABhg/WgHTqFqEXQ8/s72-c/IMG_3411%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7814896466502489324.post-3668580873814814605</id><published>2011-02-05T05:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T06:43:41.840-08:00</updated><title type='text'>even in texas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Even Texas is feeling the effects of the big storm system. The difference between &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;EP&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;el&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;paso&lt;/span&gt;) and the rest of the country is the city of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;EP&lt;/span&gt; is apparently not equipped to fall below 20 degrees. So the all time single digit record lows put the city in a frenzy. So what happens in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;EP&lt;/span&gt; when the temps dip into freezing and a few flurries dust the street....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;City generators break down causing rolling black outs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Businesses close their doors (including the gym and chick-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;fil&lt;/span&gt;-a)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Schools are canceled&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Streets and interstates are closed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just about &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;everyone's&lt;/span&gt; pipes burst guaranteeing employment for every plumber in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;EP&lt;/span&gt; (post to come)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ry misses the snow, so when she ran into our room around 4:30am exclaiming "there's snow out my window!" I think she was pretty thrilled. We broke out the snow clothes, and I watched the excitement from inside my toasty house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TU1S-K-3rAI/AAAAAAAABhQ/iCN5k39FfnM/s1600/snow%2Bcollage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570199542180588546" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TU1S-K-3rAI/AAAAAAAABhQ/iCN5k39FfnM/s800/snow%2Bcollage.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TU1S909U53I/AAAAAAAABhI/e72N3Glz11k/s1600/IMG_3378%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570199536268535666" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TU1S909U53I/AAAAAAAABhI/e72N3Glz11k/s800/IMG_3378%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TU1S9n9_F1I/AAAAAAAABhA/CO7-y6yNBRw/s1600/IMG_3392%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570199532781639506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TU1S9n9_F1I/AAAAAAAABhA/CO7-y6yNBRw/s800/IMG_3392%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TU1S9X_k08I/AAAAAAAABg4/EV3rKfUHQUc/s1600/IMG_3390%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570199528493339586" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TU1S9X_k08I/AAAAAAAABg4/EV3rKfUHQUc/s800/IMG_3390%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TU1S88AKPaI/AAAAAAAABgw/4IfTdJY3UGU/s1600/IMG_3389%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570199520979598754" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TU1S88AKPaI/AAAAAAAABgw/4IfTdJY3UGU/s800/IMG_3389%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember &lt;a href="http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/2009/10/snow-day.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; Denver post? Funny how those snow days in Denver cause less damage than this "snow day" in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;EP&lt;/span&gt;.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On a side not...yes Ry is still wearing the same snow clothes from 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7814896466502489324-3668580873814814605?l=kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/feeds/3668580873814814605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7814896466502489324&amp;postID=3668580873814814605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/3668580873814814605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/3668580873814814605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/2011/02/even-in-texas.html' title='even in texas'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07560268272225823766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SL3_beM-t8I/AAAAAAAAALc/xlC3Fg1Uir4/S220/IMG_1985.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TU1S-K-3rAI/AAAAAAAABhQ/iCN5k39FfnM/s72-c/snow%2Bcollage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7814896466502489324.post-2042952758805665979</id><published>2011-01-23T20:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T23:12:57.633-08:00</updated><title type='text'>last christmas post...promise</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is terribly past due.  It's an important time of the year though so it's going in the blog!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So we we had a temporary case of insanity this year and decided the 17 hour drive to Idaho was a good idea.  It actually wasn't too bad thanks to splitting it between two days and listening to The Hunger Games and Mocking Jay.  A good time was had once we were there, and we tried to enjoy the snow before heading back to the barren dessert.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;christmas&lt;/span&gt; morning at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Gma&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Gpa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Mcs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Funny thing-I can count the number of times Ry has woken up after 7am on one hand, one of those times was Christmas morning, and all her cousins were patiently waiting to open presents.  So a first in Ry's life, being woken up in the morning (which doesn't quite make up for the thousand times she has done it to us).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TT5vr178slI/AAAAAAAABgc/d6FjU2SVDgs/s1600/christmas2%2Bcollage1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566008988480090706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TT5vr178slI/AAAAAAAABgc/d6FjU2SVDgs/s800/christmas2%2Bcollage1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All my kiddos and their stockings.  Kevin is included in that, I have this fear that now that he's married Christmas morning will be lame.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TT5vrkpvrrI/AAAAAAAABgU/F1xmwC7Nu0c/s1600/Christmas2%2Bcollage%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566008983840337586" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TT5vrkpvrrI/AAAAAAAABgU/F1xmwC7Nu0c/s800/Christmas2%2Bcollage%2B2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love that she is overjoyed to get a pair of wings...which is good because that's about all she got from us.  Lame Christmas morning fear is legit...I'm the worst!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TT5vrddsjOI/AAAAAAAABgM/Xp4jA4_nB50/s1600/Christmas2%2Bcollage%2B3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566008981910752482" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TT5vrddsjOI/AAAAAAAABgM/Xp4jA4_nB50/s800/Christmas2%2Bcollage%2B3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TT5vhrc7jxI/AAAAAAAABgE/klJtuD9qy7M/s1600/IMG_3063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566008813866946322" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TT5vhrc7jxI/AAAAAAAABgE/klJtuD9qy7M/s800/IMG_3063.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TT5vhVh_-BI/AAAAAAAABf8/gH7w-edZ594/s1600/IMG_3069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566008807982626834" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TT5vhVh_-BI/AAAAAAAABf8/gH7w-edZ594/s800/IMG_3069.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;christmas&lt;/span&gt; day at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Gma&lt;/span&gt; Lou's&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I LOVE this pic.  This is my little bro...uncle mike.  Ry insisted we get him a present, and I convinced her he would love this plaid shirt (that was 75% off).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thank goodness for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Gmas&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Gpas&lt;/span&gt;, my kids had a great Christmas.  Ry got a princess dress from my dad and his wife, and transforms into Princess &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ryeena&lt;/span&gt; every morning right around 5am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TT5vgzIAWHI/AAAAAAAABf0/-5DgzDK7fO4/s1600/IMG_3101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566008798746794098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TT5vgzIAWHI/AAAAAAAABf0/-5DgzDK7fO4/s800/IMG_3101.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sledding.  Ry loved, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Soph&lt;/span&gt; froze.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TT5ut4BBJMI/AAAAAAAABfU/hazfNubXu7g/s1600/Christmas2%2Bcollage%2B4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566007923886335170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TT5ut4BBJMI/AAAAAAAABfU/hazfNubXu7g/s800/Christmas2%2Bcollage%2B4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TT5utWDRoFI/AAAAAAAABfM/d2wJh8RmmMU/s1600/Christmas2%2Bcollage%2B5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566007914768998482" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TT5utWDRoFI/AAAAAAAABfM/d2wJh8RmmMU/s800/Christmas2%2Bcollage%2B5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was much happier to be back in our toasty warm car. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TT5utBXiwCI/AAAAAAAABfE/Zs2O1vRdDtA/s1600/IMG_3162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566007909216862242" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TT5utBXiwCI/AAAAAAAABfE/Zs2O1vRdDtA/s800/IMG_3162.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Spent our last couple days in Jackson Hole, WY with Kev's brother (at his cabin) and their friends.  Always fun, thanks for taking us Jeff and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Maja&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My niece came along and watched Sophie one day so we could take Ry skiing.  The best part was after we sent Ry home with my sis-in-law and Kev and I enjoyed some runs alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TT5usViTi6I/AAAAAAAABe8/8wcLskIyHZo/s1600/IMG_3167.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566007897450843042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TT5usViTi6I/AAAAAAAABe8/8wcLskIyHZo/s800/IMG_3167.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jackson Hole...fabulous, not so great was the three hrs. it added onto our already 17 hr. ride home.&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/7814896466502489324-2042952758805665979?l=kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/feeds/2042952758805665979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7814896466502489324&amp;postID=2042952758805665979' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/2042952758805665979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/2042952758805665979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/2011/01/last-christmas-postpromise.html' title='last christmas post...promise'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07560268272225823766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SL3_beM-t8I/AAAAAAAAALc/xlC3Fg1Uir4/S220/IMG_1985.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TT5vr178slI/AAAAAAAABgc/d6FjU2SVDgs/s72-c/christmas2%2Bcollage1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7814896466502489324.post-8106357475736225046</id><published>2011-01-16T18:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T20:26:29.708-08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's christmas. all over. again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Christmas was a CRAZY time for us here in El &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Paso&lt;/span&gt;. It was so nice to have Christmas decorations that filled our empty house. We also enjoyed all those fun Christmas activities (many of which revolve around baked goods), getting to go to Idaho to visit our families, and telling the story of Jesus' birth every &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;FHE&lt;/span&gt; for a month straight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We did miss delivering and receiving all those Christmas goodies on our doorstep (we miss you Denver people).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Something new this Christmas was Kev's company's formal Christmas party. 1. We get to get all gussied up. 2. We get a night of eating and dancing without the kiddos. 3. Some of our closest friends work for the same company so we got to bust a move with these cool people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TTO5-Q-YysI/AAAAAAAABe0/_jrxDvNeTVg/s1600/christmas1%2Bcollage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562994444092361410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TTO5-Q-YysI/AAAAAAAABe0/_jrxDvNeTVg/s800/christmas1%2Bcollage.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't let this pic. fool you....I have MAD moves on the dance floor (even though Kev compared me to Elaine &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Benes&lt;/span&gt; from Seinfeld in this pic...rude).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Also, my favorite part of El &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Paso&lt;/span&gt; are these women. They also came from Colorado and they are the best. They have saved me from many days of crying over loneliness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TTO5-JrIHaI/AAAAAAAABes/105LFfG3CfY/s1600/Christmas2%2Bcollage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562994442132528546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TTO5-JrIHaI/AAAAAAAABes/105LFfG3CfY/s800/Christmas2%2Bcollage.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was our first year of making "ginger bread/graham cracker" houses (actually a house). We gave it our best, but it was pretty sad looking. Got to love kids though, they thought we were the coolest parents...something about all the candy you could eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TTO5o35ARYI/AAAAAAAABec/yan3YJW4UZc/s1600/Christmas3%2Bcollage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562994076581643650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TTO5o35ARYI/AAAAAAAABec/yan3YJW4UZc/s800/Christmas3%2Bcollage.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The finished product (complete with a flower garden).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TTO5ouDghHI/AAAAAAAABeU/-hg1OdwOApM/s1600/IMG_3002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562994073941345394" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TTO5ouDghHI/AAAAAAAABeU/-hg1OdwOApM/s800/IMG_3002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kev was unimpressed with my last minute addition (a bridge).&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TTO5oQ87C-I/AAAAAAAABeM/JXijKzl80WE/s1600/IMG_3005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562994066129095650" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TTO5oQ87C-I/AAAAAAAABeM/JXijKzl80WE/s800/IMG_3005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day when it was suspiciously quite, I came out to the kitchen to find Ry had managed to move the house from the counter to the table...and proceeded to make a meal of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TTO591bHTFI/AAAAAAAABek/vKwhsCujF6E/s1600/IMG_3026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562994436696656978" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TTO591bHTFI/AAAAAAAABek/vKwhsCujF6E/s800/IMG_3026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And let's not forget Christmas cookies. We had every intention of delivering these to our neighbors, but I wanted Kev to go with me (due to a slight language barrier), and we just never had a night that worked...so we downed all these little girls and boys ourselves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TTO5oKh2DiI/AAAAAAAABeE/RJWz56TxSF0/s1600/IMG_3018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562994064404909602" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TTO5oKh2DiI/AAAAAAAABeE/RJWz56TxSF0/s800/IMG_3018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TTO5nhpNqtI/AAAAAAAABd8/0Ok06b0T-0w/s1600/Christmas4%2Bcollage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562994053429963474" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TTO5nhpNqtI/AAAAAAAABd8/0Ok06b0T-0w/s800/Christmas4%2Bcollage.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7814896466502489324-8106357475736225046?l=kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/feeds/8106357475736225046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7814896466502489324&amp;postID=8106357475736225046' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/8106357475736225046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/8106357475736225046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/2011/01/its-christmas-all-over-again.html' title='it&apos;s christmas. all over. again.'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07560268272225823766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SL3_beM-t8I/AAAAAAAAALc/xlC3Fg1Uir4/S220/IMG_1985.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TTO5-Q-YysI/AAAAAAAABe0/_jrxDvNeTVg/s72-c/christmas1%2Bcollage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7814896466502489324.post-5409963844674741912</id><published>2011-01-15T19:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T20:31:09.807-08:00</updated><title type='text'>flashback</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Got all my pics. back and am ready to post. So this is a flashback, not to the 80s or anything cool, but to our week in limbo during our move. We had a week to kill before we could move into our house so we took our time touring New Mexico and all its glory.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;First stop-Taos, NM.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Enjoyed Swimming, celebrating my birthday in the hotel with cupcakes and Ben and Jerrys. We even found some snow and skied on it. Well, Kev and Ry skied while Soph and I hung out in the lodge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TTJqedCH1sI/AAAAAAAABd0/nn2gzgnmehI/s1600/move1%2Bcollage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562625561178134210" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TTJqedCH1sI/AAAAAAAABd0/nn2gzgnmehI/s800/move1%2Bcollage.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TTJqeZRXlmI/AAAAAAAABds/N6-5ZPGEbY8/s1600/move2%2Bcollage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562625560168339042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TTJqeZRXlmI/AAAAAAAABds/N6-5ZPGEbY8/s800/move2%2Bcollage.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TTJqeGBXC1I/AAAAAAAABdk/xraeG2EFP7s/s1600/move3%2Bcollage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562625555000920914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TTJqeGBXC1I/AAAAAAAABdk/xraeG2EFP7s/s800/move3%2Bcollage.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TTJqd4FpQrI/AAAAAAAABdc/Ikgc5Byy8jc/s1600/IMG_2899.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562625551260795570" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TTJqd4FpQrI/AAAAAAAABdc/Ikgc5Byy8jc/s800/IMG_2899.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Also found this little Native American restaurant and had ourselves some fry bread with choke cherry sauce...AMAZING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TTJqdvULjgI/AAAAAAAABdU/PcLmO2gwF-o/s1600/IMG_2906.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562625548905844226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TTJqdvULjgI/AAAAAAAABdU/PcLmO2gwF-o/s800/IMG_2906.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TTJpjntxKjI/AAAAAAAABdM/grOX40Ay9eA/s1600/move4%2Bcollage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562624550433270322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TTJpjntxKjI/AAAAAAAABdM/grOX40Ay9eA/s800/move4%2Bcollage.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So cute. So tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TTJpjVS1f4I/AAAAAAAABdE/1phUUU9dQFA/s1600/IMG_2924.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562624545488469890" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TTJpjVS1f4I/AAAAAAAABdE/1phUUU9dQFA/s800/IMG_2924.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Second stop-Santa Fe, NM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Saw Tangled, toured down town Santa Fe, and checked out some cool Mexican furniture stores.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pretty cool, but next time we move I vote we kill time at Disneyland!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TTJpjIvqTeI/AAAAAAAABc8/zYl3tYhZ5xE/s1600/move5%2Bcollage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562624542119710178" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TTJpjIvqTeI/AAAAAAAABc8/zYl3tYhZ5xE/s800/move5%2Bcollage.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Finally we have arrived (and yes...Ry is wearing moon boots).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TTJpjERNisI/AAAAAAAABc0/er1FVOe1iTA/s1600/IMG_2929.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562624540918254274" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TTJpjERNisI/AAAAAAAABc0/er1FVOe1iTA/s800/IMG_2929.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7814896466502489324-5409963844674741912?l=kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/feeds/5409963844674741912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7814896466502489324&amp;postID=5409963844674741912' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/5409963844674741912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/5409963844674741912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/2011/01/flashback.html' title='flashback'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07560268272225823766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SL3_beM-t8I/AAAAAAAAALc/xlC3Fg1Uir4/S220/IMG_1985.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TTJqedCH1sI/AAAAAAAABd0/nn2gzgnmehI/s72-c/move1%2Bcollage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7814896466502489324.post-2662503371459500345</id><published>2011-01-05T15:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T15:57:36.855-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the perfect storm</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;ambitions&lt;/span&gt; of blogging all our happenings now that we have the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;internet&lt;/span&gt; have been foiled because our pics. somehow were &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;transferred&lt;/span&gt; to my mother in laws comp...and what's a blog without pics? Actually, this post is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;picture less&lt;/span&gt;...but do read.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is a short comedy from the lives of Kev and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Stef&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;McMinn&lt;/span&gt;, who due to a flu ridden kid and a malfunctioning washing machine, had one crazy night. Let's preface the story by saying our entire day was spent in the car on our 20 hr. drive from Jackson Hole to El &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Paso&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;...dim the lights.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It began at 3 a.m. when Ry walked into our room claiming her &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;stomach&lt;/span&gt; hurt, and although all past experiences have taught us to run her to the toilet &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;IMMEDIATELY&lt;/span&gt;, we laid their daze just trying to console her. Any parent knows what happened next...Kev's side of the bed was doused with puke. Any remnant of sleep was quickly gone and we rushed into action. Me cleaning up Ry, and Kev tearing off the bedding. Fast forward to the bedding in the washer, Ry sleeping on our floor with a big bowl by her side. Right as we were settling down I heard a noise from the laundry room that didn't sound quite right and begged Kev to check it out. Kev obliges and next thing I hear is "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ohhh&lt;/span&gt;", so I jump out of bed and proceed to sprint down the hall. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I need to pause to describe the layout of our home. Our entire house is tile except for the bedrooms. Our laundry room is just a couple feet straight down the hall from our room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And begin scene. I take off full speed to the hall, and the moment I set foot on the tile my feet fly out from under me, I enter the air, and crash onto my back smacking my head on the tile. And there I stayed for the next minute pretty wet and hurting, until I could make it into the fetal position....then cue puking (not me, but Ry). Do you comfort your sick child or try to prevent the flowing water from entering your carpeted room? I did the latter, but THEN I attended to Ry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The rest was pretty uneventful, the washer hose had come out from the wall, lots of towels, big headache, but a little giggling between Kev and I. At 4:30 as we were crawling back into bed, Sophie could be heard on the monitor just waking up. Kev called it the perfect storm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Two things I was grateful for that night:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. That Ry didn't get sick on MY side of the bed (sorry Kev).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2. That we were forced to run the laundry that night, instead of the next day when I would have been home all alone. I would have probably admitted defeat... immobile and crying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7814896466502489324-2662503371459500345?l=kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/feeds/2662503371459500345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7814896466502489324&amp;postID=2662503371459500345' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/2662503371459500345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/2662503371459500345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/2011/01/so-my-ambitions-of-blogging-all-our.html' title='the perfect storm'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07560268272225823766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SL3_beM-t8I/AAAAAAAAALc/xlC3Fg1Uir4/S220/IMG_1985.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7814896466502489324.post-3683057593366742146</id><published>2010-12-27T06:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T11:27:19.849-08:00</updated><title type='text'>we're baaaack</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So this past month we have started earning a living for the first time, moved south to the border, logged over 27 hrs. in the car (with our 2 kiddos), and a few other things here and there....all without the internet! So I'm starting from the beginning folks, with one of the most important days of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;MY BIRTHDAY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Birthday happened to be moving day so the house was empty and the presents were put in grocery sacks, but Kev was spot on with the gifts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TRikT9N9kDI/AAAAAAAABcU/hZhHlRrmEAw/s1600/IMG_2841e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555370803119099954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TRikT9N9kDI/AAAAAAAABcU/hZhHlRrmEAw/s640/IMG_2841e.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The book was from my in-laws, and the power sander and staple gun from my smart hubby (aren't they lovely?). The tools have already been put to good use.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TRijR04FMxI/AAAAAAAABcM/BmywK4tV2cY/s1600/IMG_2846e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555369667008475922" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TRijR04FMxI/AAAAAAAABcM/BmywK4tV2cY/s640/IMG_2846e.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Since we were moving Thanksgiving week I was excused from making the big dinner. Instead we went to Maggianos (an Italian restaurant) with Kev's parents, and it was AMAZING! Even more amazing...my kids sat through the 3 hr. meal and I was able to enjoy every bit of it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The next day we left Colorado to move to our new home in Texas. It was bittersweet to leave a place that we loved so much, but it helped that Kev had just graduated and would be working for the first time in our 6 year marriage.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TRiqiE4BbCI/AAAAAAAABcc/JbTID7PE_B4/s1600/moving.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555377642762497058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TRiqiE4BbCI/AAAAAAAABcc/JbTID7PE_B4/s800/moving.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;After all those hikes and camp outs, I still always considered myself more of a city girl who had married a mountain man. But it was painful leaving those beautiful mountains behind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Goodbye amazing weather, goodbye green grass and all other forms of plant life, goodbye beautiful wild flowers and amazing hikes, goodbye pretty streams and mountain lakes, of course goodbye good friends (and goodbye skiing, you will be missed by Kev).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TRiqiJ2iXpI/AAAAAAAABck/KET64OCu868/s1600/mtn%2Bmoving%2Bcollage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555377644098444946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TRiqiJ2iXpI/AAAAAAAABck/KET64OCu868/s800/mtn%2Bmoving%2Bcollage.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7814896466502489324-3683057593366742146?l=kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/feeds/3683057593366742146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7814896466502489324&amp;postID=3683057593366742146' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/3683057593366742146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/3683057593366742146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/2010/12/were-baaaack.html' title='we&apos;re baaaack'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07560268272225823766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SL3_beM-t8I/AAAAAAAAALc/xlC3Fg1Uir4/S220/IMG_1985.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TRikT9N9kDI/AAAAAAAABcU/hZhHlRrmEAw/s72-c/IMG_2841e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7814896466502489324.post-6052875078271760688</id><published>2010-11-27T06:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T06:31:33.960-08:00</updated><title type='text'>babies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I had to share these gems with everyone.  It's too precious to keep to myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This past Thursday three precious babies joined my Chow side of the fam.  My brother and his wife had a new baby girl, Chloe, AND my dad and his wife had twins, Lila and Ethan!  I think it's incredible and wish I could hold each one of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Congratulations fam!  I love you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; CHLOE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TPEUPg7qzoI/AAAAAAAABb4/b5fwlyST0QM/s1600/chloe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544234873040588418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TPEUPg7qzoI/AAAAAAAABb4/b5fwlyST0QM/s640/chloe.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ETHAN and LILA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TPEUHqgZ_PI/AAAAAAAABbo/MfJIvY8umT4/s1600/lila-ethan-chloe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544234738171641074" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TPEUHqgZ_PI/AAAAAAAABbo/MfJIvY8umT4/s640/lila-ethan-chloe.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7814896466502489324-6052875078271760688?l=kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/feeds/6052875078271760688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7814896466502489324&amp;postID=6052875078271760688' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/6052875078271760688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/6052875078271760688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/2010/11/babies.html' title='babies'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07560268272225823766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SL3_beM-t8I/AAAAAAAAALc/xlC3Fg1Uir4/S220/IMG_1985.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TPEUPg7qzoI/AAAAAAAABb4/b5fwlyST0QM/s72-c/chloe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7814896466502489324.post-813213640715696234</id><published>2010-11-24T07:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T10:16:36.738-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Class of 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kev's graduation was last night. This has been a long time coming (10 years and 3 months to be exact), and it feels &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;SOOOO&lt;/span&gt; good to be done. Congratulations Dr. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;McMinn&lt;/span&gt;, I'm so proud of you, so much that I'm even laying off the fake Dr. jokes. You did it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The newest crop of University of Colorado Orthodontists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TO0rHRrbYYI/AAAAAAAABbA/Pn0DhtoFaL0/s1600/IMG_2823%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543134120367579522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TO0rHRrbYYI/AAAAAAAABbA/Pn0DhtoFaL0/s800/IMG_2823%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And the supporting cast, I think there were 10 babies born during the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ortho&lt;/span&gt; residency to these awesome women (yes I'm awesome)!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TO0rIgDwEJI/AAAAAAAABbQ/9KSBOzw6S6I/s1600/IMG_2831%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543134141407563922" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TO0rIgDwEJI/AAAAAAAABbQ/9KSBOzw6S6I/s800/IMG_2831%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GRADUATION &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;PARTAY&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TO0rJ3C-yfI/AAAAAAAABbg/jVMVkoAmrpE/s1600/IMG_2837%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543134164758219250" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TO0rJ3C-yfI/AAAAAAAABbg/jVMVkoAmrpE/s640/IMG_2837%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The El &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Paso&lt;/span&gt;, TX crew. All five families will keep the partying going on down south.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TO0rJmO1b2I/AAAAAAAABbY/1zoFtVlYTTk/s1600/IMG_2833%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543134160244535138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TO0rJmO1b2I/AAAAAAAABbY/1zoFtVlYTTk/s640/IMG_2833%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TO0rH7h8DTI/AAAAAAAABbI/Msr2wytV1Yc/s1600/IMG_2827%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543134131602066738" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TO0rH7h8DTI/AAAAAAAABbI/Msr2wytV1Yc/s800/IMG_2827%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TO0q6LODfUI/AAAAAAAABa4/InFe-ReuuF8/s1600/IMG_2820%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543133895295466818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TO0q6LODfUI/AAAAAAAABa4/InFe-ReuuF8/s640/IMG_2820%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TO0q37-IzMI/AAAAAAAABaY/oxEoZgzbRnY/s1600/graduation%2Bcollage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543133856842435778" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TO0q37-IzMI/AAAAAAAABaY/oxEoZgzbRnY/s800/graduation%2Bcollage.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TO0q53G_PCI/AAAAAAAABaw/tTTuxAiXI-k/s1600/IMG_2819%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543133889897118754" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TO0q53G_PCI/AAAAAAAABaw/tTTuxAiXI-k/s640/IMG_2819%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Pre&lt;/span&gt; Graduation pics. This was a big night, I even busted out the makeup. Pretty sad when your nearly 4 year old keeps saying "mom, you look different", and "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;what's&lt;/span&gt; that green color on top of your eyes?". Surely I have worn make up in the past 4 yrs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TO0q4j9Gs5I/AAAAAAAABag/gSDXBjNIc3Q/s1600/IMG_2813%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543133867575522194" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TO0q4j9Gs5I/AAAAAAAABag/gSDXBjNIc3Q/s640/IMG_2813%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So giddy to be done. It's not very often you graduate from student life and start your first real job at 31.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm still giddy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TO0q5MHc1AI/AAAAAAAABao/HW7BaL2jZRc/s1600/IMG_2814%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543133878356333570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TO0q5MHc1AI/AAAAAAAABao/HW7BaL2jZRc/s640/IMG_2814%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you Kev&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7814896466502489324-813213640715696234?l=kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/feeds/813213640715696234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7814896466502489324&amp;postID=813213640715696234' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/813213640715696234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/813213640715696234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/2010/11/class-of-2010.html' title='Class of 2010'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07560268272225823766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SL3_beM-t8I/AAAAAAAAALc/xlC3Fg1Uir4/S220/IMG_1985.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TO0rHRrbYYI/AAAAAAAABbA/Pn0DhtoFaL0/s72-c/IMG_2823%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7814896466502489324.post-4062641170958304198</id><published>2010-11-12T20:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T20:49:21.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'>rock star</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am not a hair mom. I don't have the slightest clue how to do my own hair, let alone my girl's. Almost every time we are out in public I have a moment where I look at Ry and Sophie's hair and think, I am officially one of those moms. The one with the kids that have bed hair at noon and breakfast crusted onto their faces. Couple Sundays ago Sophie woke up with some rock star hair and instead of a lame attempt at trying to tame it, we went with it...and it was actually an improvement from her normal do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TN4V7AgAbTI/AAAAAAAABaQ/6svo8aBm8AE/s1600/IMG_2603%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538888695202999602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TN4V7AgAbTI/AAAAAAAABaQ/6svo8aBm8AE/s640/IMG_2603%255B1%255D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At least it's better than what her sister&lt;a href="http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/2009/12/mullet-tribute.html"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;went through&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;at that age (who does that to their kid?).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7814896466502489324-4062641170958304198?l=kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/feeds/4062641170958304198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7814896466502489324&amp;postID=4062641170958304198' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/4062641170958304198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/4062641170958304198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/2010/11/rock-star.html' title='rock star'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07560268272225823766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SL3_beM-t8I/AAAAAAAAALc/xlC3Fg1Uir4/S220/IMG_1985.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TN4V7AgAbTI/AAAAAAAABaQ/6svo8aBm8AE/s72-c/IMG_2603%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7814896466502489324.post-7145174673800786252</id><published>2010-11-03T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T21:01:18.147-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i do declare...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; there has been a murder&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our awesome friends the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;McDonoughs&lt;/span&gt; hosted a murder mystery dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let me set the stage before we introduce the suspects.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's 1940 on a train to Paris.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We have the ladies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The journalist, socialite, dress designer, princess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TNIugroF6yI/AAAAAAAABaI/nusUCQmASxE/s1600/IMG_2615%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535538030993337122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TNIugroF6yI/AAAAAAAABaI/nusUCQmASxE/s800/IMG_2615%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and the gents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;la duke, gangsta, business man, pilot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TNIugVvMNsI/AAAAAAAABaA/35ZjzwJcxiw/s1600/IMG_2617%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535538025117529794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TNIugVvMNsI/AAAAAAAABaA/35ZjzwJcxiw/s800/IMG_2617%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Getting in character. I was sold on the shoulder pads of that dress...they were awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TNIugHmbxAI/AAAAAAAABZ4/9hk67BTlIzU/s1600/Picnik+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535538021322703874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TNIugHmbxAI/AAAAAAAABZ4/9hk67BTlIzU/s800/Picnik+collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We enjoyed an elegant dinner and there was a lot of giggling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Such a fun night, I was awful at playing my part which is too bad because guess who done it!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yours truly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7814896466502489324-7145174673800786252?l=kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/feeds/7145174673800786252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7814896466502489324&amp;postID=7145174673800786252' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/7145174673800786252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/7145174673800786252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-do-declare.html' title='i do declare...'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07560268272225823766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SL3_beM-t8I/AAAAAAAAALc/xlC3Fg1Uir4/S220/IMG_1985.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TNIugroF6yI/AAAAAAAABaI/nusUCQmASxE/s72-c/IMG_2615%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7814896466502489324.post-42128404510537924</id><published>2010-10-31T13:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T14:37:41.828-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the princess and chinese girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Introducing the princess and the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Chinese&lt;/span&gt; girl (for lack of a better name)....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TM3a25nN2lI/AAAAAAAABZw/Bw5ivp_zJNA/s1600/Picnik+collage+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534320153821305426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TM3a25nN2lI/AAAAAAAABZw/Bw5ivp_zJNA/s800/Picnik+collage+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When grandma asked Ry in the store, "do you want to be a princess for Halloween?" I knew she had sealed the deal. Which actually worked out great because &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;g'ma&lt;/span&gt; bought her the princess dress (her only hope of having a cool costume). Sophie's costume was an outfit we picked up during a trip to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Hong&lt;/span&gt; Kong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thank goodness for 'Trunk or Treats', if it wasn't for them Ry would have no idea people passed out candy on Halloween. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TM3a2v7X28I/AAAAAAAABZo/PS_UKrX3IFs/s1600/IMG_5139%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534320151221492674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TM3a2v7X28I/AAAAAAAABZo/PS_UKrX3IFs/s800/IMG_5139%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TM3a2Ehvu-I/AAAAAAAABZg/VO1eupEs3og/s1600/IMG_5144%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534320139571280866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TM3a2Ehvu-I/AAAAAAAABZg/VO1eupEs3og/s800/IMG_5144%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TM3a1qGJYqI/AAAAAAAABZY/GGfDZQydixY/s1600/IMG_5146%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534320132476199586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TM3a1qGJYqI/AAAAAAAABZY/GGfDZQydixY/s800/IMG_5146%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sophie had a blast walking around and shoving candy into her bag, which I am currently using as my own stash. Mama has a sweet &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;tooth&lt;/span&gt;. Ry loved it and is excited to eat all the skittles, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;starburst&lt;/span&gt;, and the other pure sugar candies...and is giving the yucky chocolate candy bars to dad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TM3a1LgI60I/AAAAAAAABZQ/e3yF_pvrS18/s1600/IMG_2639%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534320124263721794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TM3a1LgI60I/AAAAAAAABZQ/e3yF_pvrS18/s800/IMG_2639%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hope you all have secret candy stashes too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7814896466502489324-42128404510537924?l=kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/feeds/42128404510537924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7814896466502489324&amp;postID=42128404510537924' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/42128404510537924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/42128404510537924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/2010/10/princess-and-chinese-girl.html' title='the princess and chinese girl'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07560268272225823766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SL3_beM-t8I/AAAAAAAAALc/xlC3Fg1Uir4/S220/IMG_1985.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TM3a25nN2lI/AAAAAAAABZw/Bw5ivp_zJNA/s72-c/Picnik+collage+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7814896466502489324.post-7269144615094771060</id><published>2010-10-30T08:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T09:12:00.615-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cleaning up shop</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I know some of you ladies out there have WAY more jeans than this. This is 8 years worth...not bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TMw4cWoEbvI/AAAAAAAABZI/uJYWIdNjf7M/s1600/IMG_2569%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533860101892632306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TMw4cWoEbvI/AAAAAAAABZI/uJYWIdNjf7M/s640/IMG_2569%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TMw3ld0VO7I/AAAAAAAABZA/iXFcuGRSQmg/s1600/IMG_2569%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3 weeks + 3 days&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The count down is on until graduation!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm in the process of packing and purging.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So long Luckys from high school with the slits in the hem (do you know the ones?).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Goodbye freshman 15 jeans...I vow you will never fit again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And lots of other junk from around the house. Feels good to minimize my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7814896466502489324-7269144615094771060?l=kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/feeds/7269144615094771060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7814896466502489324&amp;postID=7269144615094771060' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/7269144615094771060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/7269144615094771060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/2010/10/cleaning-up-shop.html' title='cleaning up shop'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07560268272225823766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SL3_beM-t8I/AAAAAAAAALc/xlC3Fg1Uir4/S220/IMG_1985.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TMw4cWoEbvI/AAAAAAAABZI/uJYWIdNjf7M/s72-c/IMG_2569%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7814896466502489324.post-2188094319066216476</id><published>2010-10-23T12:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T13:21:49.435-07:00</updated><title type='text'>birthday do over</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kev's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;b'day&lt;/span&gt; came and went the beginning of October without any singing, cake, or presents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BUT, I did send him to school with cupcakes...like any good mom (I mean wife) would do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;AND, he did go on a man trip to New Orleans with all his classmates for a conference.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so don't feel too bad for the guy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The next weekend I declared a birthday do over and redeemed myself a little bit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I surprised him with a date (a round of golf).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We went out to dinner with the kiddos (secretly wishing we were still on a date).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then we came home to cake and presents!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sophie eating her cake...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TMM82yncd0I/AAAAAAAABYo/57zFBqdNbh0/s1600/IMG_2579%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531331679338919746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TMM82yncd0I/AAAAAAAABYo/57zFBqdNbh0/s640/IMG_2579%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and Ry's cake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TMM83DIOBKI/AAAAAAAABYw/X8rL9ncygc0/s1600/IMG_2584%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531331683771352226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TMM83DIOBKI/AAAAAAAABYw/X8rL9ncygc0/s640/IMG_2584%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;still not satisfied, she moved on to the rest of the cake. You can see the damage she caused.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TMM83s2bqHI/AAAAAAAABY4/KVf4svAYqqI/s1600/cake+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531331694971037810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TMM83s2bqHI/AAAAAAAABY4/KVf4svAYqqI/s800/cake+collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Dad showing off his loot (helmet and bike jersey).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TMM82pZ1aEI/AAAAAAAABYg/fHXCah1uT_8/s1600/IMG_2590%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531331676865914946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TMM82pZ1aEI/AAAAAAAABYg/fHXCah1uT_8/s640/IMG_2590%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cake was one big experiment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Started off with Kev's favorite chocolate chocolate chip zucchini cake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Substituted the egg with flax and water (for Ry).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Substituted most of the sugar with honey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Substituted most the flour with wheat flour.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Substituted the oil with apple sauce.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And used the dairy/egg free chocolate chips (for Ry...which are fantastic).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I also added almond butter to the frosting (which made the consistency totally &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;weird&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And still used 10 lbs. of sugar for the frosting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was tasty and I felt a tad better as I devoured half the cake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7814896466502489324-2188094319066216476?l=kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/feeds/2188094319066216476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7814896466502489324&amp;postID=2188094319066216476' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/2188094319066216476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/2188094319066216476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/2010/10/birthday-do-over.html' title='birthday do over'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07560268272225823766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SL3_beM-t8I/AAAAAAAAALc/xlC3Fg1Uir4/S220/IMG_1985.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TMM82yncd0I/AAAAAAAABYo/57zFBqdNbh0/s72-c/IMG_2579%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7814896466502489324.post-6083259711094313680</id><published>2010-10-17T18:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T20:02:24.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>reupholstered</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TLuunAQQjGI/AAAAAAAABYY/0OXBl5hpSmg/s1600/IMG_2518%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529204952633740386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TLuunAQQjGI/AAAAAAAABYY/0OXBl5hpSmg/s640/IMG_2518%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I had one of those moments a few weeks ago when I was really craving a project.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(those cravings are few and far between, but strong and must be satisfied).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I got it in my little brain to try to reupholster a chair. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It requires hardly any sewing (and no patterns) so it seemed right up my alley.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Plus I have mad skills with a staple and glue gun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So anyhow...after finding a $10 chair, and pulling out a bazillion staples (and punching myself in the sternum after one &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;particularly&lt;/span&gt; stubborn staple) here is the result.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TLumLRB8eyI/AAAAAAAABYQ/mGVMRwvbh9U/s1600/Picnik+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529195680007748386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TLumLRB8eyI/AAAAAAAABYQ/mGVMRwvbh9U/s800/Picnik+collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The before is on the left. I'm still a little sad I painted over the pretty wood. Overall I'm pretty pleased with the result although it is far from professional quality and I had some major issues with puckering material (don't look too closely at the pic). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;another angle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TLumKLntDOI/AAAAAAAABYI/0wG7Lnn5mgs/s1600/Picnik+collage+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529195661375638754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TLumKLntDOI/AAAAAAAABYI/0wG7Lnn5mgs/s800/Picnik+collage+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And of course my handy dandy helper. I was so determined to finish this all on my own but I needed a staple gun with a little more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;mmph&lt;/span&gt; (hint hint...upcoming birthday). And let's face it...I also need a little more patience and a whole lot bigger attention span.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TLumJ8ylJYI/AAAAAAAABYA/EWKlY7J3-7o/s1600/IMG_2521%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529195657394726274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TLumJ8ylJYI/AAAAAAAABYA/EWKlY7J3-7o/s640/IMG_2521%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for your help Kev. I know old used furniture is starting to grow on you...no matter what you say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;May I add I've browsed the Craig's list for El &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Paso&lt;/span&gt; and it is pathetic so I'm planning ahead for any future whims of projects I may want to do. I am currently hoarding used furniture in my garage much to Kev's dismay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7814896466502489324-6083259711094313680?l=kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/feeds/6083259711094313680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7814896466502489324&amp;postID=6083259711094313680' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/6083259711094313680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/6083259711094313680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/2010/10/reupholstered.html' title='reupholstered'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07560268272225823766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SL3_beM-t8I/AAAAAAAAALc/xlC3Fg1Uir4/S220/IMG_1985.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TLuunAQQjGI/AAAAAAAABYY/0OXBl5hpSmg/s72-c/IMG_2518%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7814896466502489324.post-7356440145195627915</id><published>2010-10-12T21:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T22:31:29.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'>love us some visitors</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; We had some visitors this past week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Grandpa &amp;amp; Grandma &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Mc&lt;/span&gt; and Grandma Lou came to hang out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My girls are so lucky to get so much love and attention.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;First up, Grandpa and Grandma &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Mc&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Some snuggle time during General Conference.  I actually got to hear the speakers.   So nice the sessions and naps coincided.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TLU6VCXf4jI/AAAAAAAABX4/4-B4Vi8nOLE/s1600/IMG_2530%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527388250754245170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TLU6VCXf4jI/AAAAAAAABX4/4-B4Vi8nOLE/s800/IMG_2530%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;An Autumn drive and picnic (and  hanging around for a couple hours to kill time since  they closed the road right after we arrived).  Thanks to Grandpa &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Mc&lt;/span&gt; for "walking" Ry around the parking lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TLU6UhnZ2UI/AAAAAAAABXw/XNZ73RYAcW0/s1600/gpa+gma+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527388241962588482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TLU6UhnZ2UI/AAAAAAAABXw/XNZ73RYAcW0/s800/gpa+gma+collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up...Grandma Lou's visit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I somehow ended up with zero pictures of this special lady.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We did however do a photo shoot of the girls in their new Dora &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;jammies&lt;/span&gt; from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;g'ma&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Ry is Dora's biggest fan.  She can use the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Spanish&lt;/span&gt; she has learned from Dora in El &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Paso&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TLU6UjQYQlI/AAAAAAAABXo/P8igm1jPSUE/s1600/pj+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527388242402886226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TLU6UjQYQlI/AAAAAAAABXo/P8igm1jPSUE/s800/pj+collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Went to a Pumpkin Fest, lured there by the promise of a "pumpkin patch".  The real deal...a bunch of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt; picked pumpkins scattered on the ground, a pumpkin launcher that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;mislaunched&lt;/span&gt; and could have taken someone out, and three flat tires on my double jogger from those stupid goat heads (thorn...not actual goat head).  But there WAS delicious kettle corn ...so a good outing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TLU6UeBPOzI/AAAAAAAABXg/QelZWcU-edg/s1600/Picnik+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527388240997202738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TLU6UeBPOzI/AAAAAAAABXg/QelZWcU-edg/s800/Picnik+collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks for coming.  Please come again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7814896466502489324-7356440145195627915?l=kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/feeds/7356440145195627915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7814896466502489324&amp;postID=7356440145195627915' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/7356440145195627915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/7356440145195627915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/2010/10/love-us-some-visitors.html' title='love us some visitors'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07560268272225823766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SL3_beM-t8I/AAAAAAAAALc/xlC3Fg1Uir4/S220/IMG_1985.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TLU6VCXf4jI/AAAAAAAABX4/4-B4Vi8nOLE/s72-c/IMG_2530%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7814896466502489324.post-3126203467105409611</id><published>2010-10-01T13:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T14:28:38.069-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it's official</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;A few weeks ago Kev and I went to an interview out of state (location disclosed later for dramatic effect).  We left our kids behind with some of our favorite friends, the McDonoughs (thank you, thank you, thank you).  Traveling without kids in one word is DELIGHTFUL!  Kev and I even held hands through the airport.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So...it's official.  The McMinns will be moving to El Paso, TX come November.  Shocked?  I was too, but I'm excited and more importantly confident in our decision.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We will be sad to say goodbye to Colorado, which can only be described as being THE perfect state for us.  But I will not judge you El Paso by your close proximity to the most dangerous city or your lack of snow and grass.  Looking forward to our next adventure.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;   &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TKZIdViQiKI/AAAAAAAABXY/HQSpwan97Fc/s1600/IMG_2467%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523181661850732706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TKZIdViQiKI/AAAAAAAABXY/HQSpwan97Fc/s640/IMG_2467%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7814896466502489324-3126203467105409611?l=kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/feeds/3126203467105409611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7814896466502489324&amp;postID=3126203467105409611' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/3126203467105409611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/3126203467105409611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/2010/10/its-official.html' title='it&apos;s official'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07560268272225823766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SL3_beM-t8I/AAAAAAAAALc/xlC3Fg1Uir4/S220/IMG_1985.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TKZIdViQiKI/AAAAAAAABXY/HQSpwan97Fc/s72-c/IMG_2467%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7814896466502489324.post-4403651698637572392</id><published>2010-09-25T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T21:18:25.789-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Berry Patch Farms</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;There is something truly satisfying about picking fresh fruits (or veggies) and eating them...right there on the spot. The girls and I met up with some friends and went a picking (strawberries and raspberries).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;This place was really cute, where else can you get in line for strawberry rides?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TJ7CPeqqT2I/AAAAAAAABWY/XOgMs52USY8/s1600/sign+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521063764388630370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TJ7CPeqqT2I/AAAAAAAABWY/XOgMs52USY8/s800/sign+collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Tractor ride. Ry and her good buddies, Ethan and Blake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TJ7CPvxJ_UI/AAAAAAAABWg/4Jqbn8W3Bv8/s1600/tractor+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521063768979275074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TJ7CPvxJ_UI/AAAAAAAABWg/4Jqbn8W3Bv8/s800/tractor+collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for picking! Picking berries with Sophie on the loose was a little rough. I think the girl ate a whole strawberry plant. She does not care if a berry is red or white (or mushy brown), or if the stem and leaves are still attached...it all goes in the mouth. She was pretty excited for the strawberry free for all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TJ7CQP1wXjI/AAAAAAAABWo/TvCwKLHdgIU/s1600/IMG_2448%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521063777588502066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TJ7CQP1wXjI/AAAAAAAABWo/TvCwKLHdgIU/s800/IMG_2448%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;picking, picking, and more picking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TJ7CPMSYEsI/AAAAAAAABWQ/6q9H62VOBYQ/s1600/picking+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521063759454933698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TJ7CPMSYEsI/AAAAAAAABWQ/6q9H62VOBYQ/s800/picking+collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TJ7CQcWNjBI/AAAAAAAABWw/7LzgGBsVjdE/s1600/IMG_2450%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521063780945857554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TJ7CQcWNjBI/AAAAAAAABWw/7LzgGBsVjdE/s800/IMG_2450%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I could sit on a porch in rocking chairs eating our spoils all day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TJ7CoDG2r_I/AAAAAAAABW4/pDnfHh70_SQ/s1600/IMG_2464%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521064186487418866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TJ7CoDG2r_I/AAAAAAAABW4/pDnfHh70_SQ/s800/IMG_2464%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Unfortunately we downed our berries by lunch time and Kev got to hear how delicious they were, but did not get to taste any. So we took him with us the next time we went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TJ7CohG891I/AAAAAAAABXI/iYZUkgmIJTA/s1600/IMG_2508%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521064194540894034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TJ7CohG891I/AAAAAAAABXI/iYZUkgmIJTA/s800/IMG_2508%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TJ7CoU2vbYI/AAAAAAAABXA/hN7F8SfnH0Y/s1600/IMG_2505%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521064191251672450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TJ7CoU2vbYI/AAAAAAAABXA/hN7F8SfnH0Y/s800/IMG_2505%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TJ7CpMvpfrI/AAAAAAAABXQ/uP0dic1HtI8/s1600/IMG_2511%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521064206254309042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TJ7CpMvpfrI/AAAAAAAABXQ/uP0dic1HtI8/s800/IMG_2511%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So good. Too bad they are already about gone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7814896466502489324-4403651698637572392?l=kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/feeds/4403651698637572392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7814896466502489324&amp;postID=4403651698637572392' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/4403651698637572392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/4403651698637572392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/2010/09/berry-patch-farms.html' title='Berry Patch Farms'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07560268272225823766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SL3_beM-t8I/AAAAAAAAALc/xlC3Fg1Uir4/S220/IMG_1985.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TJ7CPeqqT2I/AAAAAAAABWY/XOgMs52USY8/s72-c/sign+collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7814896466502489324.post-350828265799628562</id><published>2010-09-18T13:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T14:20:16.074-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Taste of Colorado</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I knew this evening would be fun:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1.  we were meeting some of our favorite people (from Dental School), the Reids&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2.  the night was all about food and lots of it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now if I hadn't wolfed down the delicious beignets, gyro, pierogies, and funnel cake I might have had time to take pics. of the goods.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TJUmPChmaUI/AAAAAAAABVo/cYCIV5h2QD4/s1600/img.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518358958230104386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TJUmPChmaUI/AAAAAAAABVo/cYCIV5h2QD4/s800/img.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;There was a salsa band, which Ry and Dillon were really feeling because they were shaking their bootays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TJUmQpJw8EI/AAAAAAAABWA/-pLFdvnoziU/s1600/Picnik+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518358985778982978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TJUmQpJw8EI/AAAAAAAABWA/-pLFdvnoziU/s800/Picnik+collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;One of the people I still to this day miss from our days in the Burgh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TJUmPnvbQwI/AAAAAAAABVw/tRzPG2uCUmQ/s1600/IMG_2393%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518358968220205826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TJUmPnvbQwI/AAAAAAAABVw/tRzPG2uCUmQ/s800/IMG_2393%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Carni rides.  Wonder how many people get hurt on these?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Ry thought they were a little too scary, which was fine with me because that meant we had enough tickets for a funnel cake instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TJUmQTfME8I/AAAAAAAABV4/arlSRndWQN0/s1600/IMG_2406%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518358979963261890" style="CURSOR: hand; alt: " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TJUmQTfME8I/AAAAAAAABV4/arlSRndWQN0/s800/IMG_2406%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TJUmROxsPUI/AAAAAAAABWI/6b8Apuc0QCw/s1600/IMG_2408%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518358995878559042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TJUmROxsPUI/AAAAAAAABWI/6b8Apuc0QCw/s800/IMG_2408%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7814896466502489324-350828265799628562?l=kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/feeds/350828265799628562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7814896466502489324&amp;postID=350828265799628562' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/350828265799628562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/350828265799628562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/2010/09/taste-of-colorado.html' title='Taste of Colorado'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07560268272225823766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SL3_beM-t8I/AAAAAAAAALc/xlC3Fg1Uir4/S220/IMG_1985.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TJUmPChmaUI/AAAAAAAABVo/cYCIV5h2QD4/s72-c/img.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7814896466502489324.post-2734158510918498959</id><published>2010-09-12T15:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T15:26:00.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Labor Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TI1OKrkGAUI/AAAAAAAABVg/leh1-b-peIc/s1600/9-9-06+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516151063998497090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TI1OKrkGAUI/AAAAAAAABVg/leh1-b-peIc/s800/9-9-06+055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This Labor Day weekend we found ourselves on the beautiful beaches of North Carolina.  Warm ocean water, good friends, hours of card games, chasing crabs during dark, boarding, Mike's Farm all you can eat home cooking, a beautiful house right on the beach...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;ok, not really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;That was our Labor Day tradition during dental school (3 yrs. in a row), and one of the many things I miss about living in the East.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Back to the present.  This Labor Day guess where we went...any guesses??  The mountains (surprise!).  Sarcasm aside.  We went camping and took a guest.  Grandma came to town which made Ry love camping even more.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;It was chilly at night but we all managed to stay bundled and warm.  We also went on an unplanned 3.5 hr. hike basically sans water, food, and Ry's carrier.  The little water we had lasted the first hour, which is about how long we expected to go.  By the end I felt a bit delirious, and Ry cried that night because her "legs really hurt".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;It was fun, and of course the food was delicious as always.  The next time we vacate the city though please let there be an ocean (and all you can eat home made macaroni..eh Pittsburghers?).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TI1OKLVoHOI/AAAAAAAABVY/zWdR_hBDLnE/s1600/IMG_2329%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516151055347883234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TI1OKLVoHOI/AAAAAAAABVY/zWdR_hBDLnE/s800/IMG_2329%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TI1OJuPFK0I/AAAAAAAABVQ/Oa3-_ObMmVI/s1600/IMG_2326%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516151047535799106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TI1OJuPFK0I/AAAAAAAABVQ/Oa3-_ObMmVI/s800/IMG_2326%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Look at this mug.  I tried to keep her clean for about a min. and then let nature take its course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TI1OJCLrfzI/AAAAAAAABVI/_qBdM5HyC4o/s1600/dirty+face+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516151035710373682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TI1OJCLrfzI/AAAAAAAABVI/_qBdM5HyC4o/s800/dirty+face+collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7814896466502489324-2734158510918498959?l=kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/feeds/2734158510918498959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7814896466502489324&amp;postID=2734158510918498959' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/2734158510918498959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/2734158510918498959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/2010/09/labor-day.html' title='Labor Day'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07560268272225823766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SL3_beM-t8I/AAAAAAAAALc/xlC3Fg1Uir4/S220/IMG_1985.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TI1OKrkGAUI/AAAAAAAABVg/leh1-b-peIc/s72-c/9-9-06+055.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7814896466502489324.post-1798920787529161578</id><published>2010-09-09T21:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T22:12:52.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mmmm.good.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hi, my name is Stefanie and I am an ice cream addict. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It is a serious weakness which I battle with every day. Sometimes I make it to the evening without giving in (when we are out of the stuff), but most the time I cave in and indulge in a few spoon fulls during the girls' nap time (and then a full bowl after their bedtime).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This summer I took my addiction to the next level...home made ice cream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here are a few of the flavors we tried.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;First up...chocolate almond ice cream (delicious)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TIm0JYU9JhI/AAAAAAAABTg/PZI4NWYJgFg/s1600/IMG_2050%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515137291934049810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TIm0JYU9JhI/AAAAAAAABTg/PZI4NWYJgFg/s800/IMG_2050%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;paired with apple crisp (I am actually a sweets addict)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TIm0J4ob6sI/AAAAAAAABTo/GH1DoXWNkYY/s1600/IMG_2053%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515137300605692610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TIm0J4ob6sI/AAAAAAAABTo/GH1DoXWNkYY/s800/IMG_2053%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;next up...strawberry cheesecake ice cream (delightful)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TIm0IhD3qpI/AAAAAAAABTY/TKOvqwmIlt4/s1600/IMG_1937%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515137277098437266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TIm0IhD3qpI/AAAAAAAABTY/TKOvqwmIlt4/s800/IMG_1937%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and last my all time favorite...drum roll please.&lt;br /&gt;candied pecans +home made ice cream=heaven (in the form of buttered pecan ice cream)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TIm0gqBN56I/AAAAAAAABUI/bMqpr4Y4eRQ/s1600/Picnik+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515137691820091298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TIm0gqBN56I/AAAAAAAABUI/bMqpr4Y4eRQ/s800/Picnik+collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The only thing that would make this addiction sweeter is if I could share it with this cutie, but sorbet will have to do for this girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Notice the rosie glow? Ry decided to get into grandma's make up...looks like she learned her make up applying skills from her mama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TIm0fgECFAI/AAAAAAAABUA/dJjXt9dFOY0/s1600/IMG_2333%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515137671967675394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TIm0fgECFAI/AAAAAAAABUA/dJjXt9dFOY0/s800/IMG_2333%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/7814896466502489324-1798920787529161578?l=kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/feeds/1798920787529161578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7814896466502489324&amp;postID=1798920787529161578' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/1798920787529161578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/1798920787529161578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/2010/09/mmmmgood.html' title='mmmm.good.'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07560268272225823766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SL3_beM-t8I/AAAAAAAAALc/xlC3Fg1Uir4/S220/IMG_1985.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TIm0JYU9JhI/AAAAAAAABTg/PZI4NWYJgFg/s72-c/IMG_2050%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7814896466502489324.post-8758269674458679101</id><published>2010-09-08T21:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T22:04:53.845-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacationing in Poky</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We took our traditional trip to Poky during Kev's school break (our very last school break...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;woot&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;woot&lt;/span&gt;). The girls LOVED seeing Grandma, and we crammed in some fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Grandma Lou did her thing and made the girls adorable matching dresses. I wish I could have inherited the sewing gene. &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TIhigt3DtYI/AAAAAAAABRw/OA7lXVPlWMg/s1600/IMG_2221%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514766057921033602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TIhigt3DtYI/AAAAAAAABRw/OA7lXVPlWMg/s800/IMG_2221%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TIhjFaBax7I/AAAAAAAABS4/TkzwaCO9oOM/s1600/sophie+dress+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514766688250939314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TIhjFaBax7I/AAAAAAAABS4/TkzwaCO9oOM/s800/sophie+dress+collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TIhkfKzBlnI/AAAAAAAABTI/xBej4VPz32w/s1600/sister+dress+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514768230352262770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TIhkfKzBlnI/AAAAAAAABTI/xBej4VPz32w/s800/sister+dress+collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Celebrated Sophie's birthday. I had dreams of a beautiful party spread, but I lacked the motivation and energy to tackle it. Instead my mom made the cake and birthday dinner...yeah for moms.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TIhigPd3BcI/AAAAAAAABRo/sAJgg622d9Q/s1600/IMG_2196%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514766049762280898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TIhigPd3BcI/AAAAAAAABRo/sAJgg622d9Q/s800/IMG_2196%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TIhi8DvyKqI/AAAAAAAABSo/Zl1sKuUrmG4/s1600/present+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514766527652571810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TIhi8DvyKqI/AAAAAAAABSo/Zl1sKuUrmG4/s800/present+collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hiking with cousins&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TIhi6lAllqI/AAAAAAAABSQ/php8PMTnIkQ/s1600/IMG_2278%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514766502221682338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TIhi6lAllqI/AAAAAAAABSQ/php8PMTnIkQ/s640/IMG_2278%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TIhii-5i2lI/AAAAAAAABSI/u99lHmVgY8s/s1600/IMG_2275%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514766096854604370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TIhii-5i2lI/AAAAAAAABSI/u99lHmVgY8s/s640/IMG_2275%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and boating&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TIhiiAj3iJI/AAAAAAAABSA/WT77j41gjxY/s1600/IMG_2261%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514766080120686738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TIhiiAj3iJI/AAAAAAAABSA/WT77j41gjxY/s640/IMG_2261%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happened to be in town while Extreme Home Makeover was doing an episode. I ran into/stalked my favorite &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;bachelorette&lt;/span&gt; (and new best friend) of all time...Jillian! She'll remember me as the one with the kid who was picking her nose...nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TIhihbf90aI/AAAAAAAABR4/PCbqAKpL4io/s1600/IMG_2256%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514766070172209570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TIhihbf90aI/AAAAAAAABR4/PCbqAKpL4io/s640/IMG_2256%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fit in a round of golf (also a tradition...cramming in a years worth of dates since Grandma offers to babysit).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TIhi7kXXvzI/AAAAAAAABSg/wb5FS-QJwpM/s1600/golf+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514766519228677938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TIhi7kXXvzI/AAAAAAAABSg/wb5FS-QJwpM/s800/golf+collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;golfing partners&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TIhi7PI2CsI/AAAAAAAABSY/mCd0XZm8N90/s1600/IMG_2281%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514766513530604226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TIhi7PI2CsI/AAAAAAAABSY/mCd0XZm8N90/s640/IMG_2281%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Good times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7814896466502489324-8758269674458679101?l=kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/feeds/8758269674458679101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7814896466502489324&amp;postID=8758269674458679101' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/8758269674458679101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/8758269674458679101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/2010/09/vacationing-in-poky.html' title='Vacationing in Poky'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07560268272225823766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SL3_beM-t8I/AAAAAAAAALc/xlC3Fg1Uir4/S220/IMG_1985.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TIhigt3DtYI/AAAAAAAABRw/OA7lXVPlWMg/s72-c/IMG_2221%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7814896466502489324.post-1768577608308519944</id><published>2010-09-05T13:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T14:24:01.579-07:00</updated><title type='text'>McMinn Reunion 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-August 2010-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Our trip to Idaho just happened to coincide with a reunion with all of Kev's siblings. We're so thankful we got to spend time with the McMinns (and Campbells) on this trip, and thanks to Janelle and Rob for planning!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;McMinn Reunion Day 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pizza at the park and an extra large slip and slide was the highlight of the day for the kids (and also Rob and Kevin...who I think enjoyed it more). Ry was not a big fan, one time down was good for her. After that she stayed at the top to cheer for the other kids willing to brave the extreme slide.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In the evening we roasted marshmallows, ate smores (mmm...smores), and enjoyed a couple games of Mafia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TIP_4GGpzpI/AAAAAAAABQY/wqm7TpdOS9I/s1600/IMG_2076%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513531708007894674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TIP_4GGpzpI/AAAAAAAABQY/wqm7TpdOS9I/s640/IMG_2076%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Seriously, Kev was on the verge of shoving the little ones out of the way so he could have his turn. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TIQAnnKON0I/AAAAAAAABRY/2mL_rdGHkEQ/s1600/slide+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513532524335085378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TIQAnnKON0I/AAAAAAAABRY/2mL_rdGHkEQ/s800/slide+collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;We are missing a few but to date there are 20 McMinn grand kids (soon to be 21 this month).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TIP_6cBNcII/AAAAAAAABQw/23pb9YRkw2A/s1600/IMG_2092%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513531748250382466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TIP_6cBNcII/AAAAAAAABQw/23pb9YRkw2A/s640/IMG_2092%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TIP_5bCOofI/AAAAAAAABQo/1BYasHCPyds/s1600/IMG_2086%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513531730806350322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TIP_5bCOofI/AAAAAAAABQo/1BYasHCPyds/s640/IMG_2086%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Gorgeous nieces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TIP_4tZKPQI/AAAAAAAABQg/EoSEWU2V9iE/s1600/IMG_2085%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513531718554500354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TIP_4tZKPQI/AAAAAAAABQg/EoSEWU2V9iE/s640/IMG_2085%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;McMinn Reunion Day 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The day began with a tasty waffle breakfast for the moms and kiddos, while the dads enjoyed 18 holes of golf. After the 5 hr. golf game we all met up for a delicious BBQ (once again I'm finding food to be the highlight of my post).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Next it was off to Uncle Jeff's office for some orthodontic work for two of the nephews (Ry has sworn off braces after seeing the pain it caused), an unconventional activity for a reunion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We finished the reunion with some mini golf, which I am apparently as awful at as I am at regular golf.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TIQAmFVUtMI/AAAAAAAABRA/AiNxAFnR2gw/s1600/mini+golf+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513532498074973378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TIQAmFVUtMI/AAAAAAAABRA/AiNxAFnR2gw/s800/mini+golf+collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TIQAnCqigoI/AAAAAAAABRQ/A3gn9lhxaW0/s1600/ortho+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513532514538521218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TIQAnCqigoI/AAAAAAAABRQ/A3gn9lhxaW0/s800/ortho+collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Good looking group of kids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TIP_7Dt76AI/AAAAAAAABQ4/eruwGym_hzI/s1600/IMG_2108%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513531758906959874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TIP_7Dt76AI/AAAAAAAABQ4/eruwGym_hzI/s640/IMG_2108%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TIQBtb_sSfI/AAAAAAAABRg/AQZwJtQmJg0/s1600/IMG_2112%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513533723928971762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TIQBtb_sSfI/AAAAAAAABRg/AQZwJtQmJg0/s640/IMG_2112%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We missed you Grandpa and Grandma Mc! But I'm so thankful you are setting an example of service as missionaries to my kids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7814896466502489324-1768577608308519944?l=kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/feeds/1768577608308519944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7814896466502489324&amp;postID=1768577608308519944' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/1768577608308519944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/1768577608308519944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/2010/09/mcminn-reunion-2010.html' title='McMinn Reunion 2010'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07560268272225823766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SL3_beM-t8I/AAAAAAAAALc/xlC3Fg1Uir4/S220/IMG_1985.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TIP_4GGpzpI/AAAAAAAABQY/wqm7TpdOS9I/s72-c/IMG_2076%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7814896466502489324.post-4341987864707788628</id><published>2010-08-23T13:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T14:39:48.139-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Sophie!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/THLfrZ6coKI/AAAAAAAABQI/qMHErmlXSkg/s1600/IMG_2153%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508711231010939042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/THLfrZ6coKI/AAAAAAAABQI/qMHErmlXSkg/s800/IMG_2153%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; My baby is 1!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I know it sounds cliche but I can't imagine our family without her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Still convinced her favorite person is Ry, although the teasing is becoming more frequent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ry can get those good belly laughs out of her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She can also get her to scream whenever she takes her toys, shuts her in a room, or cuddles with mom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I really hope you two will be best friends (any suggestions?).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She struggles at nap time, climbs on everything, is SO loud...which is very different from Ry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am EXHAUSTED after 3 hrs. of church with her, where I am her jungle gym.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When I shush her in church she looks me square in the eyes and lets out a deliberate scream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She is so close to walking everywhere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Says the cutest high pitched "hi". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She pants like a dog, smacks her lips when she wants a kiss, and loves to dance by swinging her right arm back and forth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy birthday &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Sopha&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/THLbZmiYeMI/AAAAAAAABQA/T0QYP34YybE/s1600/bday+cake+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508706527115507906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/THLbZmiYeMI/AAAAAAAABQA/T0QYP34YybE/s800/bday+cake+collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/THLbY4W5ZpI/AAAAAAAABP4/q8zHfKSUowk/s1600/bday+cake+2+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508706514719303314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/THLbY4W5ZpI/AAAAAAAABP4/q8zHfKSUowk/s800/bday+cake+2+collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img class="gl_align_center" alt="Align Center" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7814896466502489324-4341987864707788628?l=kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/feeds/4341987864707788628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7814896466502489324&amp;postID=4341987864707788628' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/4341987864707788628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/4341987864707788628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/2010/08/happy-birthday-sophie.html' title='Happy Birthday Sophie!'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07560268272225823766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SL3_beM-t8I/AAAAAAAAALc/xlC3Fg1Uir4/S220/IMG_1985.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/THLfrZ6coKI/AAAAAAAABQI/qMHErmlXSkg/s72-c/IMG_2153%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7814896466502489324.post-7495081073121749213</id><published>2010-08-20T06:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T06:48:29.777-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Splash</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love the splash parks here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And the blue skies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh...and these cute faces.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TG6FpQvNIbI/AAAAAAAABPw/QmkWWnRtCb8/s1600/IMG_1917%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507486338234786226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TG6FpQvNIbI/AAAAAAAABPw/QmkWWnRtCb8/s800/IMG_1917%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sophie's many modes of transportation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TG6CopMQaqI/AAAAAAAABPg/CYftJf_Rar0/s1600/splash+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507483029084334754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TG6CopMQaqI/AAAAAAAABPg/CYftJf_Rar0/s800/splash+collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;This is later in the day when I was getting pelted by the hail while moving our tomato plants.  The weather was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;torrential&lt;/span&gt; enough to warrant us picking Kev up from school, which is saying something, I think that's happened maybe 5 times while we've been here (die hard b iker).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TG6CoLRV08I/AAAAAAAABPY/BhkuSzI4VwI/s1600/IMG_1933%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507483021052597186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TG6CoLRV08I/AAAAAAAABPY/BhkuSzI4VwI/s800/IMG_1933%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7814896466502489324-7495081073121749213?l=kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/feeds/7495081073121749213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7814896466502489324&amp;postID=7495081073121749213' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/7495081073121749213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/7495081073121749213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/2010/08/splash.html' title='Splash'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07560268272225823766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SL3_beM-t8I/AAAAAAAAALc/xlC3Fg1Uir4/S220/IMG_1985.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TG6FpQvNIbI/AAAAAAAABPw/QmkWWnRtCb8/s72-c/IMG_1917%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7814896466502489324.post-6862963331384736378</id><published>2010-08-12T22:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T22:42:47.792-07:00</updated><title type='text'>another hike. another mtn.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This past Saturday I had nothing planned so Kev's default weekend activity is the family driving to the mountains and doing a 4 hr. hike. I was not feeling it at first...but it turned out quite pleasant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TGTSowzwJFI/AAAAAAAABOo/lR47rvkLubs/s1600/hiking+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504756242292155474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TGTSowzwJFI/AAAAAAAABOo/lR47rvkLubs/s800/hiking+collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;This was our destination which was pretty gruelling to get to. I felt like I was climbing stairs for an hour straight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TGTSpu9xMDI/AAAAAAAABOw/2YSpyRXMTMk/s1600/IMG_1979.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504756258977165362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TGTSpu9xMDI/AAAAAAAABOw/2YSpyRXMTMk/s800/IMG_1979.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Kev's ulterior motive for our family hike.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TGTWlq_5FhI/AAAAAAAABO4/5tY74KiwFZE/s1600/fishing+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504760587239364114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TGTWlq_5FhI/AAAAAAAABO4/5tY74KiwFZE/s800/fishing+collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Kev doubles as a pack mule. He has to be packing an extra 50 lbs.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TGTW4u9pJoI/AAAAAAAABPA/t0d64xLNXYw/s1600/back+pack+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504760914721187458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TGTW4u9pJoI/AAAAAAAABPA/t0d64xLNXYw/s800/back+pack+collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;One little mishap. Ry took an accidental dive into the lake. No extra clothes, but she wore my jacket on top and kev's jacket for pants, and we were then left to walk down the mountain in the rain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TGTZKKzxOkI/AAAAAAAABPI/nYj5ZVdwWUU/s1600/IMG_1995.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504763413276998210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TGTZKKzxOkI/AAAAAAAABPI/nYj5ZVdwWUU/s800/IMG_1995.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One of these days I hope to have pictures of us frolicking on the beach. I love the mountains but I would not be opposed to a nice beach get away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7814896466502489324-6862963331384736378?l=kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/feeds/6862963331384736378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7814896466502489324&amp;postID=6862963331384736378' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/6862963331384736378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/6862963331384736378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/2010/08/another-hike-another-mtn.html' title='another hike. another mtn.'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07560268272225823766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SL3_beM-t8I/AAAAAAAAALc/xlC3Fg1Uir4/S220/IMG_1985.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TGTSowzwJFI/AAAAAAAABOo/lR47rvkLubs/s72-c/hiking+collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7814896466502489324.post-3137805363981507486</id><published>2010-08-08T14:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T14:17:47.977-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Berry Breakfast</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;So many reasons to love summer, one of them being fresh yummy berries. Sophie's favorite breakfast is all you can eat blackberries, blueberries, or strawberries. Day 1 of berry fest was messy, day 2 we lost the shirt.&lt;img class="gl_align_center" alt="Align Center" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TF8emI3B4jI/AAAAAAAABOQ/sCpaotHHFOc/s1600/berry+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503150910232191538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TF8emI3B4jI/AAAAAAAABOQ/sCpaotHHFOc/s800/berry+collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7814896466502489324-3137805363981507486?l=kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/feeds/3137805363981507486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7814896466502489324&amp;postID=3137805363981507486' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/3137805363981507486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/3137805363981507486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/2010/08/berry-breakfast.html' title='Berry Breakfast'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07560268272225823766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SL3_beM-t8I/AAAAAAAAALc/xlC3Fg1Uir4/S220/IMG_1985.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TF8emI3B4jI/AAAAAAAABOQ/sCpaotHHFOc/s72-c/berry+collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7814896466502489324.post-4543701979290538342</id><published>2010-08-01T14:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T20:43:50.671-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ghost town</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Saturday we headed to the mountains for some hiking, which is how we spend a lot of our weekends. This however was the first time we went to a ghost town. It was A.MAZING. The ghost town was pretty cool, but the beautiful mountains and wildflowers were spectacular.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Glad we have friends who love to escape the city too. McDonoughs are always up for a good adventure. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TFXrAgQ_ZXI/AAAAAAAABNQ/nlFai1rAyIM/s1600/ghost+town+picnik.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500560913796654450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TFXrAgQ_ZXI/AAAAAAAABNQ/nlFai1rAyIM/s800/ghost+town+picnik.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I want a yard full of wildflowers...but not of the&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;dandelion&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;variety.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TFXvBT_YlLI/AAAAAAAABOA/sqxoveJuYVk/s1600/IMG_1899%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500565325727962290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TFXvBT_YlLI/AAAAAAAABOA/sqxoveJuYVk/s640/IMG_1899%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It's best not to tell Ry to smile for pics. You end up with either monkey face (as seen below) or squinty eyes (as seen above).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TFXvAqUC6JI/AAAAAAAABNw/RGFuL2PW5OU/s1600/IMG_1885%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500565314540333202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TFXvAqUC6JI/AAAAAAAABNw/RGFuL2PW5OU/s640/IMG_1885%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TFXvASeIWXI/AAAAAAAABNo/ihVn_lj3G0Q/s1600/IMG_1883%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500565308140181874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TFXvASeIWXI/AAAAAAAABNo/ihVn_lj3G0Q/s640/IMG_1883%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TFXu_4nQPcI/AAAAAAAABNg/pgtop3TnQf4/s1600/IMG_1882%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500565301199125954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TFXu_4nQPcI/AAAAAAAABNg/pgtop3TnQf4/s640/IMG_1882%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sophie and her best friend Belle. They both have great style (and know how to rock a yellow sweat suit).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TFXvBPXt1iI/AAAAAAAABN4/m-UPUIkrpdk/s1600/IMG_1892%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500565324487841314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TFXvBPXt1iI/AAAAAAAABN4/m-UPUIkrpdk/s640/IMG_1892%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Plumb tuckered out on the way down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TFXrA5tGJ9I/AAAAAAAABNY/QJaG-wjGaCk/s1600/hiking+sleeping+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500560920625424338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TFXrA5tGJ9I/AAAAAAAABNY/QJaG-wjGaCk/s800/hiking+sleeping+collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We balanced our day with mother nature with a nice dose of outlet shopping at the end...a perfect day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7814896466502489324-4543701979290538342?l=kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/feeds/4543701979290538342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7814896466502489324&amp;postID=4543701979290538342' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/4543701979290538342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/4543701979290538342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/2010/08/ghost-town.html' title='ghost town'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07560268272225823766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SL3_beM-t8I/AAAAAAAAALc/xlC3Fg1Uir4/S220/IMG_1985.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TFXrAgQ_ZXI/AAAAAAAABNQ/nlFai1rAyIM/s72-c/ghost+town+picnik.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7814896466502489324.post-2390007830992984985</id><published>2010-07-30T13:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T13:18:36.731-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Morning Ritual</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Here is yet another post about mornings in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;McMinn&lt;/span&gt; home. One of my favorite parts of the day is what happens after my crazy kids and Kev wake up at the crack of dawn. Sitting down and enjoying a delicious breakfast of cold cereals together. I love starting everyday off together (minus months 1-6 of Sophie's life when I was sleep deprived and refused to get out of bed until absolutely necessary). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But that's not all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kev's departure to school is always a big production.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It begins with hugs and kisses.  Even Sophie has picked up on blowing kisses to dad as soon as he puts his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;messenger&lt;/span&gt; bag on.  The farewell is then drawn out to the porch where Ry watches dad from the balcony and yells "I love you, have a good day" from the top of her lungs until Kev disappears into horizon...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then all the lovey sweet sentiments are over and I battle with Ry for the next 2 hrs. to clean her room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Of course there are those mornings when the girls are already falling apart that Kev just leaves to the sound of crying, and I think to myself...please, don't leave me (or just take me with you).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TFMxHT2dPyI/AAAAAAAABM4/hfl4hTTJ01c/s1600/IMG_1809%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499793571607035682" style="CURSOR: hand" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TFMxHT2dPyI/AAAAAAAABM4/hfl4hTTJ01c/s640/IMG_1809%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TFMxG-_eyiI/AAAAAAAABMw/-R-u_KotQfc/s1600/IMG_1812%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499793566007740962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TFMxG-_eyiI/AAAAAAAABMw/-R-u_KotQfc/s640/IMG_1812%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7814896466502489324-2390007830992984985?l=kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/feeds/2390007830992984985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7814896466502489324&amp;postID=2390007830992984985' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/2390007830992984985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/2390007830992984985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/2010/07/morning-ritual.html' title='Morning Ritual'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07560268272225823766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SL3_beM-t8I/AAAAAAAAALc/xlC3Fg1Uir4/S220/IMG_1985.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TFMxHT2dPyI/AAAAAAAABM4/hfl4hTTJ01c/s72-c/IMG_1809%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7814896466502489324.post-6009782714247563662</id><published>2010-07-25T13:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T14:06:19.019-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5 in the a.m.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So what is going on in your house at 5 in the morning? Hopefully sleeping. In our house I am the only one who does not believe 5a.m. is the proper time to wake up in the morning. At 5 we have a dad that is on the computer because of his inability to sleep to a decent hour, a baby sister waking up (but who is being trained to go back to sleep after a nice tall glass of formula), and a big sister who takes full advantage of her early morning alone time to do the things I would normally put a stop to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The upside to an early morning...the three hours of MY alone time during the day when the kiddos are napping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Here is what Ry was up to on Saturday morning. I'm working on channeling this energy into actual cleaning instead of pretend cleaning which ironically only makes the house dirtier (exhibit a:  the pile of dishes by the sink Ry pulled out of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;dishwasher&lt;/span&gt; and drawers.  exhibit b:  the little flood on the counter top.).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TEylIi-2h-I/AAAAAAAABMo/CljFBcU6ejc/s1600/morning+ry+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497950811360495586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TEylIi-2h-I/AAAAAAAABMo/CljFBcU6ejc/s800/morning+ry+collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7814896466502489324-6009782714247563662?l=kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/feeds/6009782714247563662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7814896466502489324&amp;postID=6009782714247563662' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/6009782714247563662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/6009782714247563662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/2010/07/5-in-am.html' title='5 in the a.m.'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07560268272225823766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SL3_beM-t8I/AAAAAAAAALc/xlC3Fg1Uir4/S220/IMG_1985.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TEylIi-2h-I/AAAAAAAABMo/CljFBcU6ejc/s72-c/morning+ry+collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7814896466502489324.post-7875467199272629491</id><published>2010-07-16T15:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T16:23:25.724-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In case you're wondering...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Lately I have heard from several people how blogs always make people's lives look pretty spectacular, and it can be a tad depressing. So here is a glimpse of the other 90% (ok..maybe 50%) of my life that I omit from my blog.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I never knew I needed anger management until I had a two year old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;4 months until graduation and still no job...but let the student loan repayment begin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;It's hard to imagine all those pics. of that cute smiley face of Ry yelling "don't talk to me!", and "no, I won't do that!", but I hear that about every hour (except during naps).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;A dirty house makes me so stressed and grumpy.  You would think that would result in a clean house, but instead there's lots of stress and grumpiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Every day I come up with a new parenting plan to teach Ry to listen and not be so defiant, and everyday I fail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Most days I think if my kids didn't wake up at 6 I would stay in bed until 10 and watch all the morning news shows and Rachael Ray.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;If Ry doesn't have a melt down at least once in public that day then we probably never left our house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;There would be more but I hear Sophie splashing in the toilet (how do you teach your 3 yr. old to put the seat down and shut the door?).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;The point.  I don't take pics. of all that stuff, I don't really want to record and remember it because it will just repeat itself the next day.  But I do not have it all together and luckily usually only Kev is privy to that.  I hope that made someone feel better out there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;After I thought of doing this post, I literally had to wait 10 secs. until I snapped a pic. of  this meltdown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TEDac9yWtAI/AAAAAAAABMg/GWgQDerNosQ/s1600/IMG_1776%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494631736548963330" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TEDac9yWtAI/AAAAAAAABMg/GWgQDerNosQ/s640/IMG_1776%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7814896466502489324-7875467199272629491?l=kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/feeds/7875467199272629491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7814896466502489324&amp;postID=7875467199272629491' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/7875467199272629491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/7875467199272629491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/2010/07/in-case-youre-wondering.html' title='In case you&apos;re wondering...'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07560268272225823766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SL3_beM-t8I/AAAAAAAAALc/xlC3Fg1Uir4/S220/IMG_1985.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TEDac9yWtAI/AAAAAAAABMg/GWgQDerNosQ/s72-c/IMG_1776%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7814896466502489324.post-5570147488146578937</id><published>2010-07-14T17:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T18:50:11.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>climber</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So Sophie has been sneaking up the stairs to our bedroom (and her bedroom which is still in our closet...so sad). Under my vigilant parenting, I usually realize this when I hear her in the baby monitor down in our kitchen (how have my kids survived?).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;However, this is one of her new stunts. She was so proud.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Ry didn't attempt anything this daring until she was about 2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TD5cW_5CwkI/AAAAAAAABMY/_MHmvD9d3sU/s1600/climbing+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493930145616151106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TD5cW_5CwkI/AAAAAAAABMY/_MHmvD9d3sU/s640/climbing+collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7814896466502489324-5570147488146578937?l=kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/feeds/5570147488146578937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7814896466502489324&amp;postID=5570147488146578937' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/5570147488146578937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/5570147488146578937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/2010/07/climber.html' title='climber'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07560268272225823766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SL3_beM-t8I/AAAAAAAAALc/xlC3Fg1Uir4/S220/IMG_1985.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TD5cW_5CwkI/AAAAAAAABMY/_MHmvD9d3sU/s72-c/climbing+collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7814896466502489324.post-5021041485578042694</id><published>2010-07-07T21:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T21:43:35.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fourth</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;First camping trip of the year (have a cluster of mosquito bites on my ankle and foot to prove it).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;We went to San Luis Lakes State Park.  It was a barren wilderness, lots of sage brush and sand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;We were joined by great friends and of course there was yummy camp food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The girls navigating the 4 hr. car ride.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TDVOY5AgcnI/AAAAAAAABL4/oLQrsW-01Gw/s1600/map+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491381510174962290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TDVOY5AgcnI/AAAAAAAABL4/oLQrsW-01Gw/s800/map+collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;img class="gl_photo" alt="Add Image" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sand dunes in the middle of the mountains.   It was crazy hot.  Thank goodness there was a little water spot for the kids to splash around in and Sophie to eat the mud.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TDVOZxfg3NI/AAAAAAAABMI/a9S7Lv7xoJo/s1600/IMG_1636%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491381525337398482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TDVOZxfg3NI/AAAAAAAABMI/a9S7Lv7xoJo/s800/IMG_1636%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TDVOYDMrMoI/AAAAAAAABLo/HNQCaz-2kxM/s1600/dunes+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491381495730483842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TDVOYDMrMoI/AAAAAAAABLo/HNQCaz-2kxM/s800/dunes+collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sophie and her buddy eating breakfast.  They were at the most awkward age to go camping.  Can't walk yet and the smorgasbord of dirt and bugs on the ground would be a little much.  I was pretty tired of holding her an hour into camping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TDVOZTyke2I/AAAAAAAABMA/2JWFvoqO-BM/s1600/IMG_1629%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491381517364263778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TDVOZTyke2I/AAAAAAAABMA/2JWFvoqO-BM/s640/IMG_1629%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Ry and her buddies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TDVOYj1Sx8I/AAAAAAAABLw/4ZEo2Hu-7Nk/s1600/friends+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491381504490784706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TDVOYj1Sx8I/AAAAAAAABLw/4ZEo2Hu-7Nk/s800/friends+collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Hiking through a freezing stream to see an AMAZING waterfall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TDVO4S0SraI/AAAAAAAABMQ/DUanhaoJJeE/s1600/stream+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491382049678994850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TDVO4S0SraI/AAAAAAAABMQ/DUanhaoJJeE/s800/stream+collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our camping trip was a success.  Thanks to Sophie and Ry for cooperating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I see another camp out in our future real soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7814896466502489324-5021041485578042694?l=kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/feeds/5021041485578042694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7814896466502489324&amp;postID=5021041485578042694' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/5021041485578042694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/5021041485578042694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/2010/07/fourth.html' title='The Fourth'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07560268272225823766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SL3_beM-t8I/AAAAAAAAALc/xlC3Fg1Uir4/S220/IMG_1985.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TDVOY5AgcnI/AAAAAAAABL4/oLQrsW-01Gw/s72-c/map+collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7814896466502489324.post-4677963793017110317</id><published>2010-07-01T21:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T21:41:13.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey Ladies!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TC1rUdHbR0I/AAAAAAAABLg/qlMvBxvJMPQ/s1600/P1010657.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489161519991834434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TC1rUdHbR0I/AAAAAAAABLg/qlMvBxvJMPQ/s640/P1010657.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TC1rUdHbR0I/AAAAAAAABLg/qlMvBxvJMPQ/s1600/P1010657.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;I have felt pretty spoiled lately with several girl's nights out.  The latest was joining the millions of other moms hooting and hollering over Jacob and Edward at Eclipse.  I swear the whole theater was giddy and giggling, not me of course...I'm way too mature for that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Thanks for the pic. Margaret!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TC1rUdHbR0I/AAAAAAAABLg/qlMvBxvJMPQ/s1600/P1010657.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7814896466502489324-4677963793017110317?l=kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/feeds/4677963793017110317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7814896466502489324&amp;postID=4677963793017110317' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/4677963793017110317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/4677963793017110317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/2010/07/hey-ladies.html' title='Hey Ladies!'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07560268272225823766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SL3_beM-t8I/AAAAAAAAALc/xlC3Fg1Uir4/S220/IMG_1985.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TC1rUdHbR0I/AAAAAAAABLg/qlMvBxvJMPQ/s72-c/P1010657.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7814896466502489324.post-4608997584537964751</id><published>2010-06-27T14:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T15:55:03.554-07:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Month Sophie</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TCfGKpsOo-I/AAAAAAAABLY/0LwFrZ2PqPc/s1600/10+month+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487572557266592738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TCfGKpsOo-I/AAAAAAAABLY/0LwFrZ2PqPc/s800/10+month+collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TCfGKpsOo-I/AAAAAAAABLY/0LwFrZ2PqPc/s1600/10+month+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Sophie. Sophie. Sophie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Still into everything, only now doors and drawers and heights can't deter her like they did before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Throws each pea one by one on the floor as if it's ridiculous I would try to serve them to her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cracks me up whenever she is mad and looks me straight in the eyes and lets out a 10 second scream.  Then I cringe because it won't be funny forever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Developed dad and Ry's sleeping habits (up by 6), yuck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She wants to be as big as her sister so bad.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Refused to eat baby food around 8 months and then turned into a carnivore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yells "mom" all the time.  And &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;occasionally&lt;/span&gt; will say "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Iyee&lt;/span&gt;" for Ry...but still no "dad".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Favorite game to play is Timber, played on Ry's bed, being pushed over then tickled (Ry's favorite game too, since she's the one doing the pushing).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Other favorite game is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Doggie&lt;/span&gt;, where Ry drags her around by her shirt saying "come on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Soph&lt;/span&gt;" (picture below).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Favorite sound...Ry and Sophie busting up laughing in the back seat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So Determined. So Crazy.  So Enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I've noticed that in almost all the pics. my kids are in pajamas.  I could say it's because it's early in the morning or bedtime...but let's be honest.  Some days my kids never make it out of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;jammies&lt;/span&gt;, and neither does their mom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TCfFlENhpwI/AAAAAAAABLQ/90dUc6DaRBU/s1600/IMG_1541%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487571911550543618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TCfFlENhpwI/AAAAAAAABLQ/90dUc6DaRBU/s800/IMG_1541%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7814896466502489324-4608997584537964751?l=kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/feeds/4608997584537964751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7814896466502489324&amp;postID=4608997584537964751' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/4608997584537964751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/4608997584537964751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/2010/06/10-month-sophie.html' title='10 Month Sophie'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07560268272225823766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SL3_beM-t8I/AAAAAAAAALc/xlC3Fg1Uir4/S220/IMG_1985.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TCfGKpsOo-I/AAAAAAAABLY/0LwFrZ2PqPc/s72-c/10+month+collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7814896466502489324.post-6204312044365176973</id><published>2010-06-21T20:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T21:24:35.377-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Three birds...one stone</title><content type='html'>This weekend we had lots of reasons to celebrate Kev, three to be exact. So this post is dedicated to a great husband, an intense biker, and obviously a great dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reason # 1: HAPPY ANNIVERSARY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It has been 6 years since he hooked himself to this ball and chain. No complaints on my end (can't talk for Kev), I can't speak well enough about this man. What kind of romantic celebration was in store...a silent auction for the Scouts, with the kids. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Upside: Bid and won an awesome looking blueberry crisp. Downside: Yo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Grabba&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Grabba&lt;/span&gt; Sophie grabbing hold and yanking it onto the church floor...upside down. Upside: It looked so good I ate it anyways, don't judge me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reason # 2: Bike Race&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My kids have hope. Although their mother's physical abilities are a joke, Kev did a 45 mile bike race this weekend. He did awesome, and I'm trying to convince him to do it on a tandem bike with me next year, or better yet, pull me in the bike trailer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reason # 3: Father's Day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The girls love their dad. Given the option they would rather stay home with Kev than me. Whenever Ry is sick she always asks for her dad. I love it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Also, I love my dad. I don't see him hardly enough with him living in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Hong&lt;/span&gt; Kong, but he is there for me and I love him (I love you dad!).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So there I did it. Killed three birds with one stone (which is an awful saying) but you get the point.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The girls love their dad, and I'm willing them to inherit so many of his qualities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TCAu3EChm9I/AAAAAAAABK4/XOPoKJta0hs/s1600/IMG_1547%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485435869649279954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TCAu3EChm9I/AAAAAAAABK4/XOPoKJta0hs/s800/IMG_1547%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Pre&lt;/span&gt; race. Go #1438! Did I mention he was the 6&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; biker to cross the finish line...I am in awe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TCA4u-Vy-_I/AAAAAAAABLA/e4L6M4jJaqI/s1600/IMG_1544%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485446725796822002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TCA4u-Vy-_I/AAAAAAAABLA/e4L6M4jJaqI/s800/IMG_1544%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TCAu270E2BI/AAAAAAAABKw/UlhuBQzjPiA/s1600/IMG_1544%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I love this smattering of pictures. I was trying to capture one of Kev and I in honor of our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;anniversary&lt;/span&gt;. Just like life though the kids wiggled their way into our moment...which made it a little gigglier.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TCAu2LJHDcI/AAAAAAAABKg/xRrr4gPgtdw/s1600/all+1+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485435854376078786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TCAu2LJHDcI/AAAAAAAABKg/xRrr4gPgtdw/s800/all+1+collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TCAu2fCtpzI/AAAAAAAABKo/gR146gD6qgo/s1600/all+2+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485435859717957426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TCAu2fCtpzI/AAAAAAAABKo/gR146gD6qgo/s800/all+2+collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7814896466502489324-6204312044365176973?l=kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/feeds/6204312044365176973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7814896466502489324&amp;postID=6204312044365176973' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/6204312044365176973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/6204312044365176973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/2010/06/three-birdsone-stone.html' title='Three birds...one stone'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07560268272225823766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SL3_beM-t8I/AAAAAAAAALc/xlC3Fg1Uir4/S220/IMG_1985.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TCAu3EChm9I/AAAAAAAABK4/XOPoKJta0hs/s72-c/IMG_1547%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7814896466502489324.post-3294930596924712024</id><published>2010-06-19T08:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T14:01:40.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More Idaho</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Our trip to Idaho was last minute, but the timing was great. We got to spend the weekend in Jackson with two of Kev's brothers and their families. We stayed in one of their AMAZING cabins and enjoyed spending time with family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I have to say...what is the deal Idaho?? I leave sunny warm Colorado to go to cloudy windy and out right cold Idaho - Idaho...you've changed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Despite the cold we ventured out and seriously enjoyed ourselves.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;On the way up to the ALPINE SLIDE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Is it too much to ask of your 3 yr. old to smile and look at the camera?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TBzldFiRWwI/AAAAAAAABKY/_n6Z0qk0ez8/s1600/Lift+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484510734095309570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TBzldFiRWwI/AAAAAAAABKY/_n6Z0qk0ez8/s800/Lift+collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TBzldFiRWwI/AAAAAAAABKY/_n6Z0qk0ez8/s1600/Lift+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Kev and Sophie on their way up and Ry and I on the way down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;Even the 10 mo. old knows to look at the camera.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TBzlcU46tHI/AAAAAAAABKQ/e0xNefeWCo0/s1600/Alpine+slide+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484510721036956786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TBzlcU46tHI/AAAAAAAABKQ/e0xNefeWCo0/s800/Alpine+slide+collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TBzldFiRWwI/AAAAAAAABKY/_n6Z0qk0ez8/s1600/Lift+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Hiking up to a waterfall...I'm sure it has a name but that is the sort of detail I never remember. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Thankfully we took the boat back... I was tired from the excursion (I mean the kids were exhausted).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TBzlcMwy_mI/AAAAAAAABKI/Cj6zzsxfL1o/s1600/Jackson+hike+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484510718855413346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TBzlcMwy_mI/AAAAAAAABKI/Cj6zzsxfL1o/s800/Jackson+hike+collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;And my favorite pics. from our trip, look at the pure joy on this little one's face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;I'm sure I would be just as happy if someone lugged me up the mountain (basking in the sun, taking a nap along the way) that's a good life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TBzlboGjbwI/AAAAAAAABKA/PuJPmtmxpEQ/s1600/Smiley+Sophie+Collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484510709014556418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TBzlboGjbwI/AAAAAAAABKA/PuJPmtmxpEQ/s800/Smiley+Sophie+Collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7814896466502489324-3294930596924712024?l=kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/feeds/3294930596924712024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7814896466502489324&amp;postID=3294930596924712024' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/3294930596924712024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/3294930596924712024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/2010/06/more-idaho.html' title='More Idaho'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07560268272225823766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SL3_beM-t8I/AAAAAAAAALc/xlC3Fg1Uir4/S220/IMG_1985.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TBzldFiRWwI/AAAAAAAABKY/_n6Z0qk0ez8/s72-c/Lift+collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7814896466502489324.post-3594465117825269443</id><published>2010-06-14T21:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T22:06:11.315-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Idaho Projects and Rantings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Fresh back from a two week hiatus to good &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ol&lt;/span&gt;' Idaho. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What I came back to: Kev (who had to fend for himself most of that time), a clean house and dinner (thank you, thank you, thank you babe), and a computer that crashed.  I'm determined not to buy a new one because we are going to be out of school in 5 months...it only needed to last 5 MORE MONTHS!! Hey, we are going on week 4 without a microwave so we'll see how long I can hold out. Please car don't fail us now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;While in Idaho my mom and I tackled several projects, namely painting a dresser, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt; stand, bed, master bedroom, and bathroom.  It was delightful since I don't have a home of my own to work on.  Thanks mom for letting me mess with your house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TBcGa1qLg6I/AAAAAAAABJo/rcNX3OjWonQ/s1600/cabinet+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482858129497228194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TBcGa1qLg6I/AAAAAAAABJo/rcNX3OjWonQ/s800/cabinet+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TBcGa1qLg6I/AAAAAAAABJo/rcNX3OjWonQ/s1600/cabinet+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TBcGbU2OwsI/AAAAAAAABJw/BYFSXX7S6X4/s1600/IMG_1534%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482858137869271746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TBcGbU2OwsI/AAAAAAAABJw/BYFSXX7S6X4/s640/IMG_1534%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TBcGb6Et2HI/AAAAAAAABJ4/BVjGUvrii40/s1600/cabinet+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482858147862141042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TBcGb6Et2HI/AAAAAAAABJ4/BVjGUvrii40/s800/cabinet+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7814896466502489324-3594465117825269443?l=kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/feeds/3594465117825269443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7814896466502489324&amp;postID=3594465117825269443' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/3594465117825269443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/3594465117825269443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/2010/06/idaho-projects-and-rantings.html' title='Idaho Projects and Rantings'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07560268272225823766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SL3_beM-t8I/AAAAAAAAALc/xlC3Fg1Uir4/S220/IMG_1985.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TBcGa1qLg6I/AAAAAAAABJo/rcNX3OjWonQ/s72-c/cabinet+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7814896466502489324.post-6022216801011379080</id><published>2010-05-30T19:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T18:42:09.851-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TAKQKCtZ5yI/AAAAAAAABJg/9ShbHOwiYBs/s1600/IMG_1093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477098599036348194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TAKQKCtZ5yI/AAAAAAAABJg/9ShbHOwiYBs/s640/IMG_1093.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think life would never be as entertaining with out Ry (or as frustrating...but I'm focusing on the happy). I've become one of those parents who tells other people the really "funny" things their kid says, while these people politely listen and act like it's as interesting as I think it is. Anyways, this is some of the good stuff Ry has said/done lately...thanks for politely listening.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Naughty Jesus&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;While Ry was pretending the other day I thought I heard the word Jesus somewhere in her conversation. When I asked her what was going on she replied "I'm pretending to be a naughty Jesus". Hmm...don't know what to think of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Circle of Life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ry loves Lion King and loves to sing, so Ry is constantly belting out Circle of Life at the top of her lungs. She has assigned me to sing the part with the African lyrics...struggle.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stinky Dad&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After Kev came home from playing basketball Ry took one big smell and declared that "dad smells like a diaper", which of course he does not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love my Ry, she makes life...interesting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7814896466502489324-6022216801011379080?l=kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/feeds/6022216801011379080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7814896466502489324&amp;postID=6022216801011379080' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/6022216801011379080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/6022216801011379080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-think-life-would-never-be-as.html' title=''/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07560268272225823766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SL3_beM-t8I/AAAAAAAAALc/xlC3Fg1Uir4/S220/IMG_1985.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/TAKQKCtZ5yI/AAAAAAAABJg/9ShbHOwiYBs/s72-c/IMG_1093.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7814896466502489324.post-6559875847924028011</id><published>2010-05-18T20:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T21:31:41.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Small Somewhat Sad Garden</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; A downside of apartment living...no yard. no garden. Even though we couldn't plant some serious crops we were able to do a container garden, or a "bucket" garden in our case.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So we headed to our local Nursery (Nick's) and as we walked up to the store I seriously started getting giddy seeing all the flowers.  It could be that I'm used to going to Home Depot for all our planting needs, but this place felt magical.  Costco has some serious competition now for our Saturday afternoon activity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think Ry was even more excited than I was.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S_NmbD_6iqI/AAAAAAAABJQ/qyWOZ0WKcY4/s1600/nursery+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472830587301169826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S_NmbD_6iqI/AAAAAAAABJQ/qyWOZ0WKcY4/s800/nursery+collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S_NmbwmmBSI/AAAAAAAABJY/5NXephXETEM/s1600/IMG_1308.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472830599274562850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S_NmbwmmBSI/AAAAAAAABJY/5NXephXETEM/s640/IMG_1308.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ry loved helping plant the tomatoes, peppers, and basil.  She's so excited to water them everyday and I'm so excited to eat our spoils.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S_Nh4oKTZEI/AAAAAAAABJA/ZTA3e_a8wO8/s1600/garden+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472825597666485314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S_Nh4oKTZEI/AAAAAAAABJA/ZTA3e_a8wO8/s800/garden+collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sophie wanted to be part of the action, but we kept her back (dirt and leaves are her favorite snacks).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S_Nh5fmFg6I/AAAAAAAABJI/AynfNaN_Ld4/s1600/IMG_1320.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472825612546966434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S_Nh5fmFg6I/AAAAAAAABJI/AynfNaN_Ld4/s640/IMG_1320.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7814896466502489324-6559875847924028011?l=kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/feeds/6559875847924028011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7814896466502489324&amp;postID=6559875847924028011' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/6559875847924028011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/6559875847924028011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/2010/05/small-somewhat-sad-garden.html' title='Small Somewhat Sad Garden'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07560268272225823766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SL3_beM-t8I/AAAAAAAAALc/xlC3Fg1Uir4/S220/IMG_1985.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S_NmbD_6iqI/AAAAAAAABJQ/qyWOZ0WKcY4/s72-c/nursery+collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7814896466502489324.post-3875075654675749486</id><published>2010-05-10T15:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T15:55:43.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Visitors!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;You know the kind...they invite themselves over and stay for WAY too long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ha! Just kidding (Dan and Tish)!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My brother, his wife, and their daughter chose us to spend their two week school break with. We were honored and a little nervous they would regret that decision.  In an effort to show them how fun and awesome we are we planned lots of fun activities.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Unfortunately at least half of our party was sick at any given moment, so we weren't able to do ALL the cool stuff we planned. I'm talking a double ear infection for my niece, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;fevers, coughs, and just feeling like crud for most everyone else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyways, we loved having you guys. Please come again...I'm already lonely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rockie's Baseball Game&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;That Red Vine kept Sophie entertained the whole game...I might start bringing those to church.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S-iDdKvxHsI/AAAAAAAABIg/2PNRaN0Ctr0/s1600/2010_04_26.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469766284565618370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S-iDdKvxHsI/AAAAAAAABIg/2PNRaN0Ctr0/s800/2010_04_26.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bowling and Pizza...good combo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S-iDd0-x_MI/AAAAAAAABIo/zhqGd9MRBpg/s1600/2010_04_29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469766295902878914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S-iDd0-x_MI/AAAAAAAABIo/zhqGd9MRBpg/s800/2010_04_29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hammond's Candy Factory Tour&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S-iDeIB5fAI/AAAAAAAABIw/Z4TNGZjfxOE/s1600/2010_04_30.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469766301016226818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S-iDeIB5fAI/AAAAAAAABIw/Z4TNGZjfxOE/s800/2010_04_30.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My personal favorite...all you can eat sushi. Need I say more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Once again food seems to be the theme in all my pics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S-iDen_VOeI/AAAAAAAABI4/enaQcwF6OUU/s1600/2010_05_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469766309595396578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S-iDen_VOeI/AAAAAAAABI4/enaQcwF6OUU/s800/2010_05_01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And let us not forget our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Cinco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Mayo dinner, Hot Pot, the zoo, lunches at the park, Mario Party, and a visit from Grandma Lou!&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/7814896466502489324-3875075654675749486?l=kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/feeds/3875075654675749486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7814896466502489324&amp;postID=3875075654675749486' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/3875075654675749486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/3875075654675749486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/2010/05/visitors.html' title='Visitors!'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07560268272225823766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SL3_beM-t8I/AAAAAAAAALc/xlC3Fg1Uir4/S220/IMG_1985.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S-iDdKvxHsI/AAAAAAAABIg/2PNRaN0Ctr0/s72-c/2010_04_26.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7814896466502489324.post-2866789921186254524</id><published>2010-05-09T14:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T14:45:27.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey Mamas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;First off...Happy Mother's Day to all the women out there, but especially to my mother and my mother-in-law.  Both amazing mothers and grandmothers.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;This pic. is a year old, so Sophie is still just a bun in the oven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S-cpF0LfswI/AAAAAAAABH4/J0YHUKE_5rk/s1600/IMG_3270c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469385452347699970" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S-cpF0LfswI/AAAAAAAABH4/J0YHUKE_5rk/s400/IMG_3270c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my hubby and my kiddos, thanks for the flowers, hugs, kisses and making me a mommy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Ry informed me that we need a Daughter's Day.  And that on this special day she will stay home with her dad, while I run to Costco to get HER flowers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S-clmyXTmAI/AAAAAAAABHw/1URtOlcvIxE/s1600/Mother%27s+Day+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469381620749539330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S-clmyXTmAI/AAAAAAAABHw/1URtOlcvIxE/s800/Mother%27s+Day+collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7814896466502489324-2866789921186254524?l=kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/feeds/2866789921186254524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7814896466502489324&amp;postID=2866789921186254524' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/2866789921186254524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/2866789921186254524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/2010/05/hey-mamas.html' title='Hey Mamas!'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07560268272225823766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SL3_beM-t8I/AAAAAAAAALc/xlC3Fg1Uir4/S220/IMG_1985.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S-cpF0LfswI/AAAAAAAABH4/J0YHUKE_5rk/s72-c/IMG_3270c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7814896466502489324.post-4668435203660197179</id><published>2010-05-03T18:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T19:20:44.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where's the Resemblance</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Baby Sophie and baby &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Rylee&lt;/span&gt; both at 8 months old. Not much of a resemblance in personality and apparently in looks either.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And it seems as if my picture taking skills are on the decline...rats.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S99_q12bV7I/AAAAAAAABHo/sYoaukbhvRw/s1600/McMinn+girls+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467228846637668274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S99_q12bV7I/AAAAAAAABHo/sYoaukbhvRw/s640/McMinn+girls+collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7814896466502489324-4668435203660197179?l=kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/feeds/4668435203660197179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7814896466502489324&amp;postID=4668435203660197179' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/4668435203660197179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/4668435203660197179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post.html' title='Where&apos;s the Resemblance'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07560268272225823766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SL3_beM-t8I/AAAAAAAAALc/xlC3Fg1Uir4/S220/IMG_1985.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S99_q12bV7I/AAAAAAAABHo/sYoaukbhvRw/s72-c/McMinn+girls+collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7814896466502489324.post-7073466526618705380</id><published>2010-04-25T21:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T21:57:34.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dresser Face Lift</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I mentioned earlier about a dresser I wanted to freshen up with some paint. I finally got to it and am pretty pleased with the outcome. I love refinishing or painting old furniture, it takes absolutely no skill or talent (unlike photography and sewing...talents I would love and long for).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here's the dresser (it was Kev's before we tied the knot). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S9UUqmsMSCI/AAAAAAAABHU/It7CMjQkA_8/s1600/dresser+before+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464296445056927778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S9UUqmsMSCI/AAAAAAAABHU/It7CMjQkA_8/s800/dresser+before+collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the girlier, freshly painted dresser with it's white milk glass handles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S9UUqQIMezI/AAAAAAAABHM/IJYg5duwGhc/s1600/dresser+after+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464296439000365874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S9UUqQIMezI/AAAAAAAABHM/IJYg5duwGhc/s800/dresser+after+collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S9UUrN_CYFI/AAAAAAAABHc/qPF-bsLw4kQ/s1600/IMG_1057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464296455604953170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S9UUrN_CYFI/AAAAAAAABHc/qPF-bsLw4kQ/s640/IMG_1057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7814896466502489324-7073466526618705380?l=kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/feeds/7073466526618705380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7814896466502489324&amp;postID=7073466526618705380' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/7073466526618705380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/7073466526618705380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/2010/04/dresser-face-lift.html' title='Dresser Face Lift'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07560268272225823766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SL3_beM-t8I/AAAAAAAAALc/xlC3Fg1Uir4/S220/IMG_1985.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S9UUqmsMSCI/AAAAAAAABHU/It7CMjQkA_8/s72-c/dresser+before+collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7814896466502489324.post-3880131387367800160</id><published>2010-04-23T15:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T15:30:44.552-07:00</updated><title type='text'>8 Month Sophie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S9IbJr2rEjI/AAAAAAAABHE/IPSIAUco2G4/s1600/IMG_0989c1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463459151158645298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S9IbJr2rEjI/AAAAAAAABHE/IPSIAUco2G4/s640/IMG_0989c1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;8 month Sophie is completely different from 6 month Sophie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Primary difference being free range of the house.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I find her staring longingly up the stairs, pushing all our soaps and shampoos into the bathtub, and sticking dirt. leaves. rubber bands. and sometimes food into her mouth (keeping choking hazards off the ground...a lot more difficult with a 3 year old running loose).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;She now has an aversion to toys but loves power cords and paper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;She's looking more and more like a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;McMinn&lt;/span&gt; (I think it's the ears).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Her favorite person is still Ry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;So independent.  So adventurous.  So different from her sister.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S9IbJCkLWwI/AAAAAAAABG8/zD9QQ3Iy9lI/s1600/8+month+sophie+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463459140075215618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S9IbJCkLWwI/AAAAAAAABG8/zD9QQ3Iy9lI/s800/8+month+sophie+collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7814896466502489324-3880131387367800160?l=kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/feeds/3880131387367800160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7814896466502489324&amp;postID=3880131387367800160' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/3880131387367800160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/3880131387367800160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/2010/04/8-month-sophie.html' title='8 Month Sophie'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07560268272225823766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SL3_beM-t8I/AAAAAAAAALc/xlC3Fg1Uir4/S220/IMG_1985.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S9IbJr2rEjI/AAAAAAAABHE/IPSIAUco2G4/s72-c/IMG_0989c1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7814896466502489324.post-889617472245659226</id><published>2010-04-19T19:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T20:53:31.165-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Allergy Check Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;Today we had our annual trip to the allergist and asthma specialist for Ry. I absolutely dread these appointments and ask (ok beg) Kev to go in my place, it is so traumatizing for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;What it entails:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Putting a full body bind on Ry so that the nurse can prick her with 30 different scratch tests causing welts and hives to form all over her back. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Trying to hold it together as Ry pleads through her sobs "I want daddy" and "no more pokies".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching movies and bribing her with marshmallows to forgive me for doing this to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The results: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;She is one allergic kid (the first words from the doc when she enters the room).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add to her existing list of allergies (milk, egg, and peanuts) trees, grass and weeds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently she has Asthma, which explains why she's had a "cough" since January.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Can't do a post without a pic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S80f5uZPlvI/AAAAAAAABG0/UHzKYGxzHYI/s1600/IMG_0964.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462056999637194482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S80f5uZPlvI/AAAAAAAABG0/UHzKYGxzHYI/s640/IMG_0964.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7814896466502489324-889617472245659226?l=kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/feeds/889617472245659226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7814896466502489324&amp;postID=889617472245659226' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/889617472245659226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/889617472245659226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/2010/04/allergy-check-up.html' title='Allergy Check Up'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07560268272225823766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SL3_beM-t8I/AAAAAAAAALc/xlC3Fg1Uir4/S220/IMG_1985.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S80f5uZPlvI/AAAAAAAABG0/UHzKYGxzHYI/s72-c/IMG_0964.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7814896466502489324.post-2798148431727837119</id><published>2010-04-12T14:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T14:07:48.029-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Who's the baby here?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It's not the one sucking her thumb, holding her blanky, hanging out in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;exersaucer&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S8OKodFe3oI/AAAAAAAABGs/3_lxKA4o5vA/s1600/IMG_0907.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459359600910196354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S8OKodFe3oI/AAAAAAAABGs/3_lxKA4o5vA/s640/IMG_0907.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7814896466502489324-2798148431727837119?l=kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/feeds/2798148431727837119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7814896466502489324&amp;postID=2798148431727837119' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/2798148431727837119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/2798148431727837119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/2010/04/whos-baby-here-its-not-one-sucking-her.html' title=''/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07560268272225823766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SL3_beM-t8I/AAAAAAAAALc/xlC3Fg1Uir4/S220/IMG_1985.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S8OKodFe3oI/AAAAAAAABGs/3_lxKA4o5vA/s72-c/IMG_0907.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7814896466502489324.post-1361380613906144961</id><published>2010-04-08T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T09:06:15.641-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Time to baby proof, this ones gone mobile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S738PQTNPRI/AAAAAAAABGc/JJIaasySAq4/s1600/crawling+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457795662446673170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S738PQTNPRI/AAAAAAAABGc/JJIaasySAq4/s800/crawling+collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The carrot we dangled...Big Sister and a couple of spoons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S73-UbCHyMI/AAAAAAAABGk/LJreitAYvB8/s1600/IMG_0951.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457797950250404034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S73-UbCHyMI/AAAAAAAABGk/LJreitAYvB8/s640/IMG_0951.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S738PQTNPRI/AAAAAAAABGc/JJIaasySAq4/s1600/crawling+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7814896466502489324-1361380613906144961?l=kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/feeds/1361380613906144961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7814896466502489324&amp;postID=1361380613906144961' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/1361380613906144961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/1361380613906144961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/2010/04/time-to-baby-proof-this-ones-gone.html' title=''/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07560268272225823766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SL3_beM-t8I/AAAAAAAAALc/xlC3Fg1Uir4/S220/IMG_1985.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S738PQTNPRI/AAAAAAAABGc/JJIaasySAq4/s72-c/crawling+collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7814896466502489324.post-6479810460349019308</id><published>2010-04-06T14:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T16:47:03.955-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I too Late?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Easter has come and gone but know we were thinking of our friends and family, hoping they were enjoying this special holiday.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do you ever feel like you have been so busy and that is why your house is in shambles and your "Happy Easter" post is late?  Then I reflect back on the past couple days and can't recall what exactly made them busy, and I am resigned to the fact I just am not a very efficient person.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Back to Easter - Ry did two Easter Egg hunts.  The first one was not documented with pics. because she outright refused to participate, but the second one she decided candy was worth hunting for and had a fun time.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S7vACVttwBI/AAAAAAAABGM/vTQGsYeCFOk/s1600/Egg+hunt+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457166519910645778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S7vACVttwBI/AAAAAAAABGM/vTQGsYeCFOk/s800/Egg+hunt+collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Easter Baskets Easter Morn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S7vACs5U1XI/AAAAAAAABGU/bp7i8loF7pE/s1600/Easter+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457166526133359986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S7vACs5U1XI/AAAAAAAABGU/bp7i8loF7pE/s640/Easter+collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have a hard time expressing the more serious feelings in the form of a blog post.  But I know why we celebrate Easter and I'm really grateful for Him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7814896466502489324-6479810460349019308?l=kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/feeds/6479810460349019308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7814896466502489324&amp;postID=6479810460349019308' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/6479810460349019308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/6479810460349019308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/2010/04/am-i-too-late.html' title='Am I too Late?'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07560268272225823766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SL3_beM-t8I/AAAAAAAAALc/xlC3Fg1Uir4/S220/IMG_1985.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S7vACVttwBI/AAAAAAAABGM/vTQGsYeCFOk/s72-c/Egg+hunt+collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7814896466502489324.post-8436581541496125694</id><published>2010-04-02T14:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T15:10:52.714-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Business, and a Little Pleasure</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eight months. That's how long we have left being full time students. I'm so excited, and a tad stressed at the same time. I'm excited for us to join the rest of the grown ups who have actual jobs, and a little stressed about finding said job but more specifically choosing a place to live (possibly forever, yikes!).  That said, we headed to Washington and Oregon to check things out and look for practices (at last).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;This is Ry's favorite part of traveling, "riding" the suitcase.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S7ZeckoK4hI/AAAAAAAABF8/gqEaYPcnb-0/s1600/IMG_0744c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455651843567444498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S7ZeckoK4hI/AAAAAAAABF8/gqEaYPcnb-0/s640/IMG_0744c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Most of our time was spent looking for practices. Our kids were such troopers. We probably logged over 10 hrs. in the car and spent our four nights in three different cities. We did manage to fit in a few fun stops and see some really great friends along the way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Point Defiance Park in Washington. Yes my baby is eating a rock, and yes that's gross&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S7ZearSv9-I/AAAAAAAABFk/unpjdjCAUJo/s1600/Ocean+Walk+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455651810996910050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S7ZearSv9-I/AAAAAAAABFk/unpjdjCAUJo/s800/Ocean+Walk+collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Pike's Place Market&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S7ZebO1kVXI/AAAAAAAABFs/kSzPWdsM3tk/s1600/Pikes+Market+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455651820538189170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S7ZebO1kVXI/AAAAAAAABFs/kSzPWdsM3tk/s800/Pikes+Market+collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Stopped at the Chocolate Factory by Pike's Place Market, Kev went in with Ry and she came out with this. I thought Kev had lost his mind and forgotten our kid will go into anaphylactic shock if she consumes dairy (usually found in chocolate). Well thanks to the Vegans out there, Ry can enjoy her first chocolate covered anything (pretzel). This girl was dancing with excitement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S7ZeaD6Of0I/AAAAAAAABFc/_TIADc8nENg/s1600/IMG_0783c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455651800425070402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S7ZeaD6Of0I/AAAAAAAABFc/_TIADc8nENg/s640/IMG_0783c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Took a short hike to this awesome waterfall near Salem, OR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S7Znz3zVbMI/AAAAAAAABGE/sQ_iko0kpAQ/s1600/waterfall+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455662139456187586" style="WIDTH: 800px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 370px" height="362" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S7Znz3zVbMI/AAAAAAAABGE/sQ_iko0kpAQ/s800/waterfall+collage.jpg" width="800" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No decisions have been made, but I loved both Washington and Oregon. The trees were covered with blooms, everything was covered with vibrant green moss, green green everywhere. What a contrast when you come from a state that has green two months of the year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7814896466502489324-8436581541496125694?l=kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/feeds/8436581541496125694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7814896466502489324&amp;postID=8436581541496125694' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/8436581541496125694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/8436581541496125694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/2010/04/business-and-little-pleasure.html' title='Business, and a Little Pleasure'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07560268272225823766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SL3_beM-t8I/AAAAAAAAALc/xlC3Fg1Uir4/S220/IMG_1985.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S7ZeckoK4hI/AAAAAAAABF8/gqEaYPcnb-0/s72-c/IMG_0744c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7814896466502489324.post-3998351437917951117</id><published>2010-03-30T15:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T15:39:49.938-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Break in MinnesOta</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Some people like to go to Hawaii for Spring Break and others like to do cruises, but we prefer the beautiful state of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;MinnesOta&lt;/span&gt; (and visiting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;family&lt;/span&gt;).  During our three hour delay at the airport I figured out that Ry has traveled by airplane 14 times (15 now, post coming).  Let me add a disclaimer, each one of these trips was a visit to family (even the 13 hr. plane ride to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Hong&lt;/span&gt; Kong), but still we are very lucky to see our families so often.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;MinnesOta&lt;/span&gt; may not be warm sunny beaches, but with the big indoor play area, Mall of America, Dim Sum, and lots of family we had a blast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Our seasoned traveler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S7J2zT4PuZI/AAAAAAAABE8/OXAUNImDcV4/s1600/IMG_0598c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454552722580683154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S7J2zT4PuZI/AAAAAAAABE8/OXAUNImDcV4/s640/IMG_0598c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sophie checking out the airplanes even though she's supposed to be napping on the dirty airport floor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S7J2ziNyerI/AAAAAAAABFE/b5d6PUuCMII/s1600/IMG_0620c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454552726429137586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S7J2ziNyerI/AAAAAAAABFE/b5d6PUuCMII/s640/IMG_0620c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S7J20VijHyI/AAAAAAAABFM/pr8Xko3esFA/s1600/2010_03_22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454552740206419746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S7J20VijHyI/AAAAAAAABFM/pr8Xko3esFA/s800/2010_03_22.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S7J21EMzckI/AAAAAAAABFU/Uvvqt00T-uc/s1600/2010_03_23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454552752731681346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S7J21EMzckI/AAAAAAAABFU/Uvvqt00T-uc/s640/2010_03_23.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thank you Grandma Lou, we already miss you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S7J2y2E8jpI/AAAAAAAABE0/5WccuzpOsUM/s1600/IMG_0735c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454552714580889234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S7J2y2E8jpI/AAAAAAAABE0/5WccuzpOsUM/s640/IMG_0735c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7814896466502489324-3998351437917951117?l=kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/feeds/3998351437917951117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7814896466502489324&amp;postID=3998351437917951117' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/3998351437917951117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/3998351437917951117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/2010/03/spring-break-in-minnesota.html' title='Spring Break in MinnesOta'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07560268272225823766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SL3_beM-t8I/AAAAAAAAALc/xlC3Fg1Uir4/S220/IMG_1985.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S7J2zT4PuZI/AAAAAAAABE8/OXAUNImDcV4/s72-c/IMG_0598c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7814896466502489324.post-5397780470994318712</id><published>2010-03-19T08:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T09:12:30.512-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moustache March</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today marks the end of &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MOUSTACHE MARCH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...&lt;/strong&gt;thank goodness. I would get the eebie jeebies just looking at this mug.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S6OfUIQQLsI/AAAAAAAABEM/-R2n6W1LvY0/s1600-h/IMG_0581c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450375142210285250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S6OfUIQQLsI/AAAAAAAABEM/-R2n6W1LvY0/s640/IMG_0581c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Now imagine a whole Orthodontic office full of these creeps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You're still handsome babe, gross moustache and all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S6OfUigphrI/AAAAAAAABEU/ExxB9kPkCtc/s1600-h/IMG_0582c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450375149258376882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S6OfUigphrI/AAAAAAAABEU/ExxB9kPkCtc/s400/IMG_0582c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7814896466502489324-5397780470994318712?l=kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/feeds/5397780470994318712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7814896466502489324&amp;postID=5397780470994318712' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/5397780470994318712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/5397780470994318712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/2010/03/goodbye-creep.html' title='Moustache March'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07560268272225823766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SL3_beM-t8I/AAAAAAAAALc/xlC3Fg1Uir4/S220/IMG_1985.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S6OfUIQQLsI/AAAAAAAABEM/-R2n6W1LvY0/s72-c/IMG_0581c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7814896466502489324.post-2656983300046031905</id><published>2010-03-15T13:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T15:28:59.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FORE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Colorado came through again with a beautiful sunny weekend. We loaded up the golf clubs and the kiddos and headed to the driving range. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm so happy Kev can golf, ski, wake board, and bike 70 miles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This gives me hope that my kids will inherit their dad's athletic abilities and aren't doomed to be physically awkward like their mother. While I'm hoping, I might as well put it out there that it would be ideal if they got his brains too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S56YGdB63DI/AAAAAAAABDo/z4CuJmTJc9s/s1600-h/IMG_0570c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448959835804195890" style="WIDTH: 197px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S56YGdB63DI/AAAAAAAABDo/z4CuJmTJc9s/s400/IMG_0570c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S56YF5nLdwI/AAAAAAAABDg/Sdt1Slw3Pfk/s1600-h/golfing+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448959826296796930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S56YF5nLdwI/AAAAAAAABDg/Sdt1Slw3Pfk/s640/golfing+collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7814896466502489324-2656983300046031905?l=kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/feeds/2656983300046031905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7814896466502489324&amp;postID=2656983300046031905' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/2656983300046031905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/2656983300046031905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/2010/03/fore.html' title='FORE!'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07560268272225823766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SL3_beM-t8I/AAAAAAAAALc/xlC3Fg1Uir4/S220/IMG_1985.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S56YGdB63DI/AAAAAAAABDo/z4CuJmTJc9s/s72-c/IMG_0570c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7814896466502489324.post-3728303671288001838</id><published>2010-03-08T22:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T23:36:07.794-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here Comes the Sun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Finally, a sunny warm Saturday! It makes me so excited for the summer and our fun weekend outings. Our current winter outings consist of samples and lunch at Costco (which I love), but I am ready to spend our Saturdays outdoors.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So what do you do with your two kids on a nice Saturday? You take a tour of the Coors Brewery of course. Brewing beer, pretty interesting actually, and smells a little like cat food. When they were giving out free samples I was kind of wishing we were at a juice making plant...but I don't know if they do tours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S5Xt3_S5jFI/AAAAAAAABCo/hzwWQ90Rn5E/s1600-h/coors+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446520870513773650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S5Xt3_S5jFI/AAAAAAAABCo/hzwWQ90Rn5E/s640/coors+collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We finished our outing with a little hike...through the snow. Ry picked some flowers and the little monkey on my back really enjoyed herself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S5XuA3Yz-ZI/AAAAAAAABC4/AEU5NwAl5BU/s1600-h/hiking+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446521023009913234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S5XuA3Yz-ZI/AAAAAAAABC4/AEU5NwAl5BU/s640/hiking+collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S5Xt2_thJNI/AAAAAAAABCg/_1czZWbdYJc/s1600-h/coors+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait until the next warm Saturday to bask in the sun. Neither can these babies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Pasty&lt;/span&gt; white legs+Moustache March=one hottie who shall remain nameless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S5Xt4R3U4eI/AAAAAAAABCw/UaTL1bE8y5M/s1600-h/3-6-2010+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446520875498398178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S5Xt4R3U4eI/AAAAAAAABCw/UaTL1bE8y5M/s640/3-6-2010+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7814896466502489324-3728303671288001838?l=kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/feeds/3728303671288001838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7814896466502489324&amp;postID=3728303671288001838' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/3728303671288001838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/3728303671288001838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/2010/03/here-comes-sun.html' title='Here Comes the Sun'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07560268272225823766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SL3_beM-t8I/AAAAAAAAALc/xlC3Fg1Uir4/S220/IMG_1985.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S5Xt3_S5jFI/AAAAAAAABCo/hzwWQ90Rn5E/s72-c/coors+collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7814896466502489324.post-7557004297400863369</id><published>2010-03-04T14:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T20:02:01.104-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ry's Bed...and other ramblings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ry has been in her big bed for a while now, but it has been a work in project. It is finally complete. Well, almost complete...it is supposed to be a four poster bed, but is currently a two poster bed awaiting to be fixed by Kev (Kev-I'll pay you a dollar if you fix it! Don't laugh, this works all the time with him if I say it with enough enthusiasm). The bed is from Craigs List and Kev hates that I buy used furniture because he usually has to help me strip (the paint off)/paint/fix or do something to make them just right. I tell him to be happy that I'm cheap (or at least the used furniture I buy is cheap).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Back to the bed. It is complete as far as the bedding goes. I would love to say I did it all, but we all know I didn't. My mom, the amazingly talented sewer, made the quilt totally all on her own without any input from me (she is such a cool grandma). She helped me make the yellow duvet under the quilt, which was surprisingly easy by using two flat twin sheets, and didn't require any cutting (right up my alley). I made the pillows, which I realize are not anything fancy but still considered a big accomplishment for me since a sewing machine was involved.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S5Ay_SUQkeI/AAAAAAAABCY/X_XsMqIlBHI/s1600-h/ry+bed+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444908012320887266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S5Ay_SUQkeI/AAAAAAAABCY/X_XsMqIlBHI/s800/ry+bed+collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My next project involves a dated dresser and desk, pale yellow paint, and new hardware. I'll give you a dollar Kev if you help me with it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7814896466502489324-7557004297400863369?l=kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/feeds/7557004297400863369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7814896466502489324&amp;postID=7557004297400863369' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/7557004297400863369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/7557004297400863369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/2010/03/rys-bedand-other-ramblings.html' title='Ry&apos;s Bed...and other ramblings'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07560268272225823766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SL3_beM-t8I/AAAAAAAAALc/xlC3Fg1Uir4/S220/IMG_1985.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S5Ay_SUQkeI/AAAAAAAABCY/X_XsMqIlBHI/s72-c/ry+bed+collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7814896466502489324.post-9053464190679257718</id><published>2010-03-01T15:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T21:47:33.518-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ERs, DRs, and RAD</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S4w3ahh1q1I/AAAAAAAABCQ/P48Sq7Cvu2I/s1600-h/IMG_0383c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443786978400512850" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S4w3ahh1q1I/AAAAAAAABCQ/P48Sq7Cvu2I/s400/IMG_0383c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Wow our kids go to the doctors' a lot. It's never anything major (knock on wood), but still between Ry's visits to the allergist, Sophie's visits to the orthopod, a few E.R. visits here and there, and all the routine checkups, we are no strangers to the health care system.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Saturday Ry had a normal cold. Towards the evening her breathing started to get a little fast and wheezy, but this is pretty typical for her when she's sick. We finally called the nurse line when she started grunting after each breath and were advised to call an ambulance. That seemed like a big waste of money for everyone so instead we drove the one mile to the nearest hospital.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Diagnosis -she has Bronchiolitis and something called Reactive Airway Disease (RAD). Meaning if she gets a virus it can trigger her airways to tighten making it difficult for her to get enough oxygen. This causes the wheezing, fast breathing, and her colds to last for weeks (What? That's not normal...good job mom of the year). They admitted us for two nights, gave her oxygen and a bunch of Nebulizers, and told us to see a respiratory specialist (that makes three specialists for the McMinn girls).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Times like these we are so grateful to have awesome friends. We lured the McDonoughs to our house Saturday evening with the promise of dinner and games, and instead left them with Sophie and a bunch of under cooked chicken. Please still be our friends.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S4w3aGIyInI/AAAAAAAABCI/AhjbIAhzNSM/s1600-h/hospital+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443786971047666290" style="CURSOR: hand" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S4w3aGIyInI/AAAAAAAABCI/AhjbIAhzNSM/s800/hospital+collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7814896466502489324-9053464190679257718?l=kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/feeds/9053464190679257718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7814896466502489324&amp;postID=9053464190679257718' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/9053464190679257718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/9053464190679257718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/2010/02/ers-drs-and-rad.html' title='ERs, DRs, and RAD'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07560268272225823766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SL3_beM-t8I/AAAAAAAAALc/xlC3Fg1Uir4/S220/IMG_1985.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S4w3ahh1q1I/AAAAAAAABCQ/P48Sq7Cvu2I/s72-c/IMG_0383c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7814896466502489324.post-100476066138751917</id><published>2010-02-25T14:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T15:08:28.643-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 6 Months Sophie</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S4b8JiQ__1I/AAAAAAAABCA/GCM8kN5-Czs/s1600-h/IMG_0371c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442314440470953810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S4b8JiQ__1I/AAAAAAAABCA/GCM8kN5-Czs/s640/IMG_0371c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Baby Sophie&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So easy. So happy. So cute. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I love that her hair currently looks like a bad toupee.  Love that she has the same light colored eyes as her dad and sister.  And really love that no one makes her light up more than &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Rylee&lt;/span&gt; does.   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So glad this one got her dad's laid back easy going personality.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7814896466502489324-100476066138751917?l=kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/feeds/100476066138751917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7814896466502489324&amp;postID=100476066138751917' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/100476066138751917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/100476066138751917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-6-months-sophie.html' title='Happy 6 Months Sophie'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07560268272225823766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SL3_beM-t8I/AAAAAAAAALc/xlC3Fg1Uir4/S220/IMG_1985.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S4b8JiQ__1I/AAAAAAAABCA/GCM8kN5-Czs/s72-c/IMG_0371c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7814896466502489324.post-3866419504075510260</id><published>2010-02-22T14:54:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T15:46:44.590-08:00</updated><title type='text'>RYLEE DAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This past Saturday was declared &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;RYLEE&lt;/span&gt; DAY! It included opening presents, lunch at Costco, and ended with her first official birthday party.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;PRESENTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ry was spoiled, not so much by us, but certainly by her grandparents and friends. Grandpa Chow and Venus got Ry her own set of golf clubs. Kev can not wait to get Ry out to the driving range this summer, if she can't be an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Olympic&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;skier&lt;/span&gt; she will be a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;professional&lt;/span&gt; golfer (no pressure Ry).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S4MLzT2GgoI/AAAAAAAABB4/uE9j_Z7j51E/s1600-h/2010_02_201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441205750922117762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S4MLzT2GgoI/AAAAAAAABB4/uE9j_Z7j51E/s800/2010_02_201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;THE SPREAD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I was determined to make lots of goodies that Ry could eat. The challenge...have you tried doing lots of desserts without eggs and milk? We ended up with chocolate cake, cupcakes, sugar cookies, and rice &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;crispies&lt;/span&gt;. We did cheat a little and serve ice cream to everyone else, I did not want to make our guests eat Rice Dream with their cake (tried it...not so dreamy).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S4MLymM4W0I/AAAAAAAABBw/NTcQhPKN65k/s1600-h/2010_02_20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441205738669628226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S4MLymM4W0I/AAAAAAAABBw/NTcQhPKN65k/s800/2010_02_20.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ry was loving the free for all sweet feast. That poor girl will watch her friends eat cookies, ice cream, or cake all the time and be excited to get a graham cracker.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S4MLxG8OYlI/AAAAAAAABBg/4ukIPdtrHZM/s1600-h/IMG_0351c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441205713098400338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S4MLxG8OYlI/AAAAAAAABBg/4ukIPdtrHZM/s400/IMG_0351c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;RYLEE&lt;/span&gt; DAY was a success, except to maybe Sophie who apparently does not like when you put a big cone on her head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S4MLx1ZU82I/AAAAAAAABBo/eoondhVO_Qk/s1600-h/IMG_0354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441205725568496482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S4MLx1ZU82I/AAAAAAAABBo/eoondhVO_Qk/s400/IMG_0354.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7814896466502489324-3866419504075510260?l=kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/feeds/3866419504075510260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7814896466502489324&amp;postID=3866419504075510260' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/3866419504075510260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/3866419504075510260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/2010/02/rylee-day.html' title='RYLEE DAY'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07560268272225823766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SL3_beM-t8I/AAAAAAAAALc/xlC3Fg1Uir4/S220/IMG_1985.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S4MLzT2GgoI/AAAAAAAABB4/uE9j_Z7j51E/s72-c/2010_02_201.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7814896466502489324.post-4635750160377584511</id><published>2010-02-19T19:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T19:57:55.151-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;Three years ago I was in the worst pain of my life, pleading with Kev to ask the Dr. to turn the epidural back up, moments away from one of the biggest blessings in my life...welcoming Rylee to the world and to our family.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I love this kid. Love her more than I thought possible. So grateful this special quirky spirit was sent to our family.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S39Wmdu0xOI/AAAAAAAABA4/JPnCRkGMXcs/s1600-h/IMG_0178c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440162093702890722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S39Wmdu0xOI/AAAAAAAABA4/JPnCRkGMXcs/s640/IMG_0178c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7814896466502489324-4635750160377584511?l=kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/feeds/4635750160377584511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7814896466502489324&amp;postID=4635750160377584511' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/4635750160377584511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/4635750160377584511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/2010/02/birthday-girl.html' title='Birthday Girl'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07560268272225823766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SL3_beM-t8I/AAAAAAAAALc/xlC3Fg1Uir4/S220/IMG_1985.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S39Wmdu0xOI/AAAAAAAABA4/JPnCRkGMXcs/s72-c/IMG_0178c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7814896466502489324.post-3682860866511373125</id><published>2010-02-17T14:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T13:22:51.031-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sewing Dresses</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;With my mom here this weekend I thought it would be a good time to learn to use a sewing pattern. I only like to sew things that are square shaped and don't require a pattern (that would be pillows). My mom however is a sewing expert, without her I would have taken one look at the pattern and chucked it (seriously...nothing makes me feel more incompetent than when I'm trying to sew). So here are the finish products, a dress for Ry and one for Sophie. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Little nervous for them to actually wear them, I think I will bring back up clothes in case the dresses suddenly fall apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S3xp3Qc6FyI/AAAAAAAABAw/1iRqNitP8ws/s1600-h/Picnik+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439338847986652962" style="CURSOR: hand" height="184" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S3xp3Qc6FyI/AAAAAAAABAw/1iRqNitP8ws/s800/Picnik+collage.jpg" width="640" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S3xo-3EQrNI/AAAAAAAABAo/JzbzdQD0LsE/s1600-h/Picnik+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7814896466502489324-3682860866511373125?l=kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/feeds/3682860866511373125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7814896466502489324&amp;postID=3682860866511373125' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/3682860866511373125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/3682860866511373125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/2010/02/sewing-dresses.html' title='Sewing Dresses'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07560268272225823766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SL3_beM-t8I/AAAAAAAAALc/xlC3Fg1Uir4/S220/IMG_1985.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S3xp3Qc6FyI/AAAAAAAABAw/1iRqNitP8ws/s72-c/Picnik+collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7814896466502489324.post-7206924966740837073</id><published>2010-02-14T13:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T13:42:30.845-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Happy Valentine's Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If you didn't get your card, it probably got lost in the mail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S3ht1kF7c9I/AAAAAAAABAg/bzrS9rd1hZ8/s1600-h/IMG_0084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438217317038912466" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S3ht1kF7c9I/AAAAAAAABAg/bzrS9rd1hZ8/s400/IMG_0084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S3ht1KLA-fI/AAAAAAAABAY/8CoF4Ens-lE/s1600-h/IMG_0110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438217310080924146" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S3ht1KLA-fI/AAAAAAAABAY/8CoF4Ens-lE/s400/IMG_0110.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S3ht05chJxI/AAAAAAAABAQ/abCv6VdywbM/s1600-h/IMG_0088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438217305590933266" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S3ht05chJxI/AAAAAAAABAQ/abCv6VdywbM/s400/IMG_0088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7814896466502489324-7206924966740837073?l=kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/feeds/7206924966740837073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7814896466502489324&amp;postID=7206924966740837073' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/7206924966740837073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/7206924966740837073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-valentines-day-if-you-didnt-get.html' title=''/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07560268272225823766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SL3_beM-t8I/AAAAAAAAALc/xlC3Fg1Uir4/S220/IMG_1985.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S3ht1kF7c9I/AAAAAAAABAg/bzrS9rd1hZ8/s72-c/IMG_0084.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7814896466502489324.post-7025411516614008121</id><published>2010-02-13T16:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T17:30:00.359-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hitting the Slopes</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;Kev has been looking forward to this day since Ry was born - taking her skiing.  After easing into it Ry loved it.  She went from refusing to be set down on the snow to skiing from Grandma down to dad by herself. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ever been to a ski area where all the power goes out?  No power in the lodge and no power on the mountain.  Well Eldora encountered this technical difficulty for the first time, which just happened to be the day we were there.  Another problem, the gusty wind which shut down the ski lifts to the upper mountain.  To make up for the inconvenience we were given passes for another day, looks like we will be taking Ry again sooner than we thought.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Thanks Grandma for taking us, and watching Sophie at the lodge so I could see Ry ski for the first time!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;On a side note, Kev informed me we have to have an even number of kids so that everyone will have a buddy on the ski lift. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S3dEvcRDvRI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/67HkW9rDJ6g/s1600-h/IMG_0144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437890656905444626" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S3dEvcRDvRI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/67HkW9rDJ6g/s400/IMG_0144.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S3dFQBCjCII/AAAAAAAAA_Y/tatO_FxRtyM/s1600-h/IMG_0138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437891216532506754" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S3dFQBCjCII/AAAAAAAAA_Y/tatO_FxRtyM/s320/IMG_0138.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S3dFQkutvOI/AAAAAAAAA_g/BRBKYTt33Qc/s1600-h/IMG_0145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437891226112998626" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S3dFQkutvOI/AAAAAAAAA_g/BRBKYTt33Qc/s320/IMG_0145.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S3dFSKTp6nI/AAAAAAAAA_4/ZsvOlXrFS4o/s1600-h/IMG_0147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437891253379918450" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S3dFSKTp6nI/AAAAAAAAA_4/ZsvOlXrFS4o/s320/IMG_0147.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S3dFRUXsdUI/AAAAAAAAA_o/hOc0yiX6Lkc/s1600-h/IMG_0152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437891238901347650" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S3dFRUXsdUI/AAAAAAAAA_o/hOc0yiX6Lkc/s320/IMG_0152.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S3dFR_bo2dI/AAAAAAAAA_w/-o-wyNm7U7g/s1600-h/IMG_0160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437891250460613074" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S3dFR_bo2dI/AAAAAAAAA_w/-o-wyNm7U7g/s320/IMG_0160.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S3dF9_VjxeI/AAAAAAAABAA/XY5xAK0F8UQ/s1600-h/IMG_0171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437892006349358562" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S3dF9_VjxeI/AAAAAAAABAA/XY5xAK0F8UQ/s320/IMG_0171.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S3dGGbF-uSI/AAAAAAAABAI/57YuW4PnMjQ/s1600-h/IMG_0175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437892151239162146" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S3dGGbF-uSI/AAAAAAAABAI/57YuW4PnMjQ/s400/IMG_0175.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7814896466502489324-7025411516614008121?l=kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/feeds/7025411516614008121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7814896466502489324&amp;postID=7025411516614008121' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/7025411516614008121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/7025411516614008121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/2010/02/hitting-slopes.html' title='Hitting the Slopes'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07560268272225823766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SL3_beM-t8I/AAAAAAAAALc/xlC3Fg1Uir4/S220/IMG_1985.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S3dEvcRDvRI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/67HkW9rDJ6g/s72-c/IMG_0144.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7814896466502489324.post-4623965534569395495</id><published>2010-02-10T07:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T08:20:55.160-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Official!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S3LS_rF8ETI/AAAAAAAAA_I/plG8rHFjMoI/s1600-h/IMG_0125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436639691530834226" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S3LS_rF8ETI/AAAAAAAAA_I/plG8rHFjMoI/s400/IMG_0125.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S3LS-321zGI/AAAAAAAAA_A/XkWbx-5g-tM/s1600-h/IMG_0129.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;After eight years and four universities I have finally accomplished the task that usually takes people four years to do. I earned my bachelor's degree! What took me so long? Here are some of the excuses that helped me to sleep at night for the past 8 years!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Marriage &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Moving&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Transfers&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Baby&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Working&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Blah Blah Blah (more lame excuses)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Online Classes through BYU - the real excuse and the bane of my existence&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;In all fairness it was those three BYU online classes (psychology, biology, and history...yuck) that took me the past three years to finish. They took some serious self discipline that apparently I was lacking. So while Kev was busy graduating from dental and ortho school, I managed to earn my BSBA in Accounting. Yeah for me!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7814896466502489324-4623965534569395495?l=kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/feeds/4623965534569395495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7814896466502489324&amp;postID=4623965534569395495' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/4623965534569395495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/4623965534569395495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-official.html' title='It&apos;s Official!'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07560268272225823766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SL3_beM-t8I/AAAAAAAAALc/xlC3Fg1Uir4/S220/IMG_1985.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S3LS_rF8ETI/AAAAAAAAA_I/plG8rHFjMoI/s72-c/IMG_0125.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7814896466502489324.post-3607398765749690168</id><published>2010-02-04T13:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T13:36:08.128-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Serenity Now!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love these two...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S2s8WaHH7qI/AAAAAAAAA-4/FzVjQ59lIao/s1600-h/IMG_0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434503731016625826" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S2s8WaHH7qI/AAAAAAAAA-4/FzVjQ59lIao/s400/IMG_0004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S2s7qM-x3LI/AAAAAAAAA-w/v6yZAhQYjY4/s1600-h/IMG_0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434502971577719986" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S2s7qM-x3LI/AAAAAAAAA-w/v6yZAhQYjY4/s400/IMG_0001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but does serenity come in the form of nap time to anyone else out there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;serenity now, serenity now, SERENITY NOW!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7814896466502489324-3607398765749690168?l=kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/feeds/3607398765749690168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7814896466502489324&amp;postID=3607398765749690168' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/3607398765749690168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/3607398765749690168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/2010/02/serenity-now.html' title='Serenity Now!'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07560268272225823766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SL3_beM-t8I/AAAAAAAAALc/xlC3Fg1Uir4/S220/IMG_1985.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S2s8WaHH7qI/AAAAAAAAA-4/FzVjQ59lIao/s72-c/IMG_0004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7814896466502489324.post-3894484068854535986</id><published>2010-02-01T13:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T14:03:27.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The 2 Minute Cake</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S2dLTwHLWfI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/52E-B5Gnv5c/s1600-h/IMG_0042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433394278150396402" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S2dLTwHLWfI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/52E-B5Gnv5c/s400/IMG_0042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That's right, a cake that only takes 2 minutes to make, and that's not the craziest part.  This cake is made in the microwave!  I don't know how this secret has been kept from me for so long, but our friends the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;McDonoughs&lt;/span&gt; finally let us in on it.  We have now made it twice, and it is a great treat for after the kiddos are in bed and Kev and I are up watching the Bachelor (I mean only I watch the Bachelor...right).  Try it, it's pretty tasty!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mix together:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Tblsp&lt;/span&gt; Flour&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Tblsp&lt;/span&gt; Sugar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Tblsp&lt;/span&gt; Cocoa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Tblsp&lt;/span&gt; Milk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Tblsp&lt;/span&gt; Oil&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1 Egg&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pinch of salt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Few drop of vanilla&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Spray a ramekin or hot chocolate mug with some Pam and add your batter.  Then microwave it for 2-3 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt;.  Our microwave is older than I am so it takes about 3 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt;, but if you have a microwave made after 1970 that has a little more power you might be able to do it in 2.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you want to get really fancy, we added caramel to the bottom of our ramekin before we poured the batter in, and then added chocolate syrup to the top (obviously I didn't make New Year's resolutions that focused on eating better, have you seen how many times I mention food in my posts?).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7814896466502489324-3894484068854535986?l=kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/feeds/3894484068854535986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7814896466502489324&amp;postID=3894484068854535986' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/3894484068854535986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/3894484068854535986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/2010/02/2-minute-cake.html' title='The 2 Minute Cake'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07560268272225823766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SL3_beM-t8I/AAAAAAAAALc/xlC3Fg1Uir4/S220/IMG_1985.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S2dLTwHLWfI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/52E-B5Gnv5c/s72-c/IMG_0042.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7814896466502489324.post-575703544054543300</id><published>2010-01-28T09:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T13:04:10.898-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Cereal - yummy, yummy</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;It's time for...solids!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Is it normal to not be as excited to start your second kid on food? Don't get me wrong, I was mildly excited...but I was ridiculously excited with Ry. Hopefully this one's eyes won't swell shut when it's time for milk and eggs. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S2HLVIU22-I/AAAAAAAAA9I/Di6PoJu77Lo/s1600-h/IMG_0024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431846189458185186" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S2HLVIU22-I/AAAAAAAAA9I/Di6PoJu77Lo/s400/IMG_0024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;First time trying the slimy substance not so interested.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Second time attacked the spoon...that's my girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S2HNGVfGmiI/AAAAAAAAA-A/L-Yudk54QZ4/s1600-h/IMG_0027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431848134316038690" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S2HNGVfGmiI/AAAAAAAAA-A/L-Yudk54QZ4/s320/IMG_0027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S2HNF-4Z7EI/AAAAAAAAA94/GvLg82fRBRg/s1600-h/IMG_0026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431848128248147010" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S2HNF-4Z7EI/AAAAAAAAA94/GvLg82fRBRg/s320/IMG_0026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S2HNFiTBlPI/AAAAAAAAA9w/XYRcl_WjhCY/s1600-h/IMG_0025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431848120575169778" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S2HNFiTBlPI/AAAAAAAAA9w/XYRcl_WjhCY/s320/IMG_0025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S2HNGjKr2VI/AAAAAAAAA-I/1k5eoqsWHuo/s1600-h/IMG_0031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431848137988495698" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S2HNGjKr2VI/AAAAAAAAA-I/1k5eoqsWHuo/s320/IMG_0031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Pictures courtesy of the new camera we caved in and bought. I thought about going the next 10 mos. without one (for about 10 seconds).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7814896466502489324-575703544054543300?l=kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/feeds/575703544054543300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7814896466502489324&amp;postID=575703544054543300' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/575703544054543300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/575703544054543300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/2010/01/baby-cereal-yummy-yummy.html' title='Baby Cereal - yummy, yummy'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07560268272225823766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SL3_beM-t8I/AAAAAAAAALc/xlC3Fg1Uir4/S220/IMG_1985.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S2HLVIU22-I/AAAAAAAAA9I/Di6PoJu77Lo/s72-c/IMG_0024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7814896466502489324.post-4312041881384330902</id><published>2010-01-23T10:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T10:24:23.244-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love the Rodeo...food</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Who doesn't love a good rodeo?  You have all the awesome animals, which were actually looking quite pretty after being washed and I'm convinced blown dry by the looks of their fluffy coats.  Then there's the actual rodeo with all those cowboys being bucked around, jumping onto calves (baby cows for you city folk), roping, and good ol' mutton bustin'.  But my favorite part, which you probably all can guess, was the delicious fair like food.  Where else can you get fried Oreos, fried Snickers, or fried Twinkies...no seriously...where else can I pick one of those up (they were delicious)?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;pictures courtesy of Michelle...again (thanks!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S1s695t8guI/AAAAAAAAA84/ZBG1xktWCtk/s1600-h/IMG_2616.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429998610865226466" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S1s695t8guI/AAAAAAAAA84/ZBG1xktWCtk/s400/IMG_2616.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S1s6-Yh2KZI/AAAAAAAAA9A/eFRTFcLR6Qw/s1600-h/rodeo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429998619135977874" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S1s6-Yh2KZI/AAAAAAAAA9A/eFRTFcLR6Qw/s400/rodeo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7814896466502489324-4312041881384330902?l=kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/feeds/4312041881384330902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7814896466502489324&amp;postID=4312041881384330902' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/4312041881384330902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/4312041881384330902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-love-rodeofood.html' title='I Love the Rodeo...food'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07560268272225823766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SL3_beM-t8I/AAAAAAAAALc/xlC3Fg1Uir4/S220/IMG_1985.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S1s695t8guI/AAAAAAAAA84/ZBG1xktWCtk/s72-c/IMG_2616.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7814896466502489324.post-4503211301728575048</id><published>2010-01-20T12:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T13:42:54.327-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Yurt Expedition</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S1dszh0EqAI/AAAAAAAAA8w/queXOmsbfXk/s1600-h/yurttrip2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428927508324329474" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S1dszh0EqAI/AAAAAAAAA8w/queXOmsbfXk/s400/yurttrip2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm ready to document our trip to the yurt, especially &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;since&lt;/span&gt; I snagged these photos from our friends who managed to make it home with their camera still intact (Thanks Michelle!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the first time I've been and it was really awesome. It was gorgeous, the mountains, the snow, and the most brilliant stars....amazing. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Rylee&lt;/span&gt; freaked out for the first hour as only &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Rylee&lt;/span&gt; can, crying, screaming and repeatedly begging to leave. We brought out the big guns to get the situation under control, a Dora movie and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Oreos&lt;/span&gt;. Of course the best part of camping trips is camp food (at least for me), and I was not disappointed with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Dinty&lt;/span&gt; Moore beef stew, rolls, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;chex&lt;/span&gt; mix, hot chocolate, sausage, and pancakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were a little nervous about the temperature inside the yurt plummeting after we all went to bed. In theory it sounded like a good idea to pack the stove with as much wood as possible, keeping you warmer and allowing you to sleep longer before you had to wake up and add more wood. In practice this created an inferno and rocketed the temperature of the yurt to 100 degrees (there was a thermometer inside), making it practically impossible to sleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We had a great time, even Rylee.  Snow shoeing was fun, the food was delicious, our friends are awesome, and Colorado is beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S1dsnOTZptI/AAAAAAAAA8I/g0EAlUt-40U/s1600-h/yurttrip3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428927296928589522" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S1dsnOTZptI/AAAAAAAAA8I/g0EAlUt-40U/s320/yurttrip3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S1dsoDM0B5I/AAAAAAAAA8o/A-B6g3AUPCs/s1600-h/yurttrip4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428927311128037266" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S1dsoDM0B5I/AAAAAAAAA8o/A-B6g3AUPCs/s320/yurttrip4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S1dsnhzqyGI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/K94n1cb2nuc/s1600-h/yurttrip1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428927302164203618" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S1dsnhzqyGI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/K94n1cb2nuc/s320/yurttrip1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S1dsnd2ELeI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/Jh-phDpeEp4/s1600-h/yurttrip.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428927301100514786" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S1dsnd2ELeI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/Jh-phDpeEp4/s320/yurttrip.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&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/7814896466502489324-4503211301728575048?l=kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/feeds/4503211301728575048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7814896466502489324&amp;postID=4503211301728575048' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/4503211301728575048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/4503211301728575048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/2010/01/our-yurt-expedition.html' title='Our Yurt Expedition'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07560268272225823766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SL3_beM-t8I/AAAAAAAAALc/xlC3Fg1Uir4/S220/IMG_1985.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S1dszh0EqAI/AAAAAAAAA8w/queXOmsbfXk/s72-c/yurttrip2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7814896466502489324.post-6504051664373787825</id><published>2010-01-18T17:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T17:24:38.633-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back from the Yurt - Cameraless</title><content type='html'>We made it back from our trip to the yurt...well we almost all made it back.  Unfortunately the camera is probably somewhere by the trail we were snow shoeing on.   I have no one to blame but myself since I was wearing the baby carrier with the pocket holding the camera.  I would post more...but I'm too sad from writing about the camera and how dumb I am.  Later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7814896466502489324-6504051664373787825?l=kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/feeds/6504051664373787825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7814896466502489324&amp;postID=6504051664373787825' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/6504051664373787825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/6504051664373787825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/2010/01/back-from-yurt-cameraless.html' title='Back from the Yurt - Cameraless'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07560268272225823766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SL3_beM-t8I/AAAAAAAAALc/xlC3Fg1Uir4/S220/IMG_1985.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7814896466502489324.post-813696555202135071</id><published>2010-01-14T08:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T08:21:10.079-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Preview of Our Weekend</title><content type='html'>Here are a few things my weekend has in store for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;These&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S09B_hQNjiI/AAAAAAAAA7w/cSVJgMDeHTM/s1600-h/snow+shoes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426628635518668322" style="WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S09B_hQNjiI/AAAAAAAAA7w/cSVJgMDeHTM/s320/snow+shoes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S09B_a60aTI/AAAAAAAAA7o/89seNZ1Bxa4/s1600-h/back+pack.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426628633818327346" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S09B_a60aTI/AAAAAAAAA7o/89seNZ1Bxa4/s320/back+pack.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S09CAfshdmI/AAAAAAAAA8A/cVFff8_Q0BY/s1600-h/yurt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426628652280411746" style="WIDTH: 233px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 175px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S09CAfshdmI/AAAAAAAAA8A/cVFff8_Q0BY/s320/yurt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and a couple of kids that look like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S09B__IoSpI/AAAAAAAAA74/O6dhMuZYPIY/s1600-h/kid+snowsuit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426628643539929746" style="WIDTH: 232px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S09B__IoSpI/AAAAAAAAA74/O6dhMuZYPIY/s320/kid+snowsuit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck, and if you don't hear from me call search and rescue!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7814896466502489324-813696555202135071?l=kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/feeds/813696555202135071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7814896466502489324&amp;postID=813696555202135071' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/813696555202135071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/813696555202135071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/2010/01/preview-of-our-weekend.html' title='A Preview of Our Weekend'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07560268272225823766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SL3_beM-t8I/AAAAAAAAALc/xlC3Fg1Uir4/S220/IMG_1985.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S09B_hQNjiI/AAAAAAAAA7w/cSVJgMDeHTM/s72-c/snow+shoes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7814896466502489324.post-8621394920046564744</id><published>2010-01-11T08:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T09:13:23.957-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Big Baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've been noticing a trend in some of the pics. I've posted lately, so I went back and took a look and sure enough there is definitely something weird going on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S0tOYcniWmI/AAAAAAAAA7g/1aDo4uwoDTI/s1600-h/IMG_3713.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425516358003743330" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S0tOYcniWmI/AAAAAAAAA7g/1aDo4uwoDTI/s320/IMG_3713.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S0tOXxr3FyI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/yVMP6bKiSJs/s1600-h/IMG_4697.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425516346479154978" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S0tOXxr3FyI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/yVMP6bKiSJs/s320/IMG_4697.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S0tOXbGzPFI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/lCGXOhTiGGk/s1600-h/IMG_4521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425516340418133074" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S0tOXbGzPFI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/lCGXOhTiGGk/s320/IMG_4521.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S0tOW62foCI/AAAAAAAAA7I/nFXx0nNAy5U/s1600-h/IMG_4728.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425516331759804450" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S0tOW62foCI/AAAAAAAAA7I/nFXx0nNAy5U/s320/IMG_4728.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Why is my child covering her ears in all these pics?? Because trains, carousels, and wagon rides are extremely scary to all two year olds right? Add to that list Dora movies (actually any movie), Santa Clause (which causes a full fledge panic attack), and anything that produces a somewhat loud noise. I love my weird kid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7814896466502489324-8621394920046564744?l=kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/feeds/8621394920046564744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7814896466502489324&amp;postID=8621394920046564744' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/8621394920046564744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/8621394920046564744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-odd-child.html' title='My Big Baby'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07560268272225823766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SL3_beM-t8I/AAAAAAAAALc/xlC3Fg1Uir4/S220/IMG_1985.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S0tOYcniWmI/AAAAAAAAA7g/1aDo4uwoDTI/s72-c/IMG_3713.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7814896466502489324.post-948200347825127037</id><published>2010-01-03T16:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T19:13:23.327-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Two Week Hiatus!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;One of the perks of being a full time student - the two week Christmas Break!  We packed everything up and headed out as soon as Kev got out of school and braced ourselves for the long car ride...hence the 2 liter Mtn. Dew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S0FAxTrCbuI/AAAAAAAAA4o/UA2arF1EkbY/s1600-h/IMG_4710.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422686642169343714" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S0FAxTrCbuI/AAAAAAAAA4o/UA2arF1EkbY/s320/IMG_4710.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S0FAxGmP2eI/AAAAAAAAA4g/wOXZOCaqwTA/s1600-h/IMG_4709.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422686638659590626" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S0FAxGmP2eI/AAAAAAAAA4g/wOXZOCaqwTA/s320/IMG_4709.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Sunday before Christmas all dolled up, well at least the girls were...me not so much.  I love how Ry has to put a head lock on Sophie in order to hold her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S0FBYCWCFCI/AAAAAAAAA5A/Jr8rVZ9yCOQ/s1600-h/IMG_4743.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422687307532735522" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S0FBYCWCFCI/AAAAAAAAA5A/Jr8rVZ9yCOQ/s320/IMG_4743.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S0FBY0ibVjI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/vfRQxkGzLO8/s1600-h/IMG_4753.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422687321006495282" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S0FBY0ibVjI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/vfRQxkGzLO8/s320/IMG_4753.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S0FBYoUpWMI/AAAAAAAAA5I/R81VT2gZax0/s1600-h/IMG_4747.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422687317727467714" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S0FBYoUpWMI/AAAAAAAAA5I/R81VT2gZax0/s320/IMG_4747.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S0FBXB5oXwI/AAAAAAAAA4w/bGlrxDkSvEE/s1600-h/IMG_4742.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422687290233741058" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S0FBXB5oXwI/AAAAAAAAA4w/bGlrxDkSvEE/s320/IMG_4742.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Christmas Morning!!  This pic totally captures the joy on Ry's face as she runs towards me wanting to show me a sweater she got in her stocking...so easy to please.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422712207265689378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S0FYBZE-7yI/AAAAAAAAA7A/t1nSAjWZDkw/s400/IMG_4759.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The rest are pics. of everyone enjoying the spoils of Christmas day.  It was so awesome to spend those two weeks with family.  Some other highlights of the trip included:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;McMinn reunion (with all 19.5 grandkids but minus Grandma and Grandpa who are on a mission)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Two trips to the movie theater&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lots of hours on the Wii with my sister-in-law&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lunch with old friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lots of Grandma Lou time for Ry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Many nights of games&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and as always delicious food that I didn't have to make&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S0FVUCJC7gI/AAAAAAAAA6w/D1RDFGBPlaM/s1600-h/IMG_4841.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422709228991344130" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S0FVUCJC7gI/AAAAAAAAA6w/D1RDFGBPlaM/s320/IMG_4841.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S0FTo6GKG7I/AAAAAAAAA5Y/aENjHQTmwYU/s1600-h/IMG_4759.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S0FUaomvmAI/AAAAAAAAA6I/cPBndrEllSU/s1600-h/IMG_4785.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422708242884040706" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S0FUaomvmAI/AAAAAAAAA6I/cPBndrEllSU/s320/IMG_4785.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S0FVTijRPFI/AAAAAAAAA6o/wiHKT9KuY34/s1600-h/IMG_4822.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422709220511398994" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S0FVTijRPFI/AAAAAAAAA6o/wiHKT9KuY34/s320/IMG_4822.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S0FUbPoZ3xI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/FDjQBFlD3Uo/s1600-h/IMG_4796.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422708253359988498" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S0FUbPoZ3xI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/FDjQBFlD3Uo/s320/IMG_4796.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S0FUbfnt1cI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/t5TksLMPhYs/s1600-h/IMG_4801.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422708257652069826" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S0FUbfnt1cI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/t5TksLMPhYs/s320/IMG_4801.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S0FUbx2VCKI/AAAAAAAAA6g/UzhZqqewSDA/s1600-h/IMG_4802.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422708262545197218" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S0FUbx2VCKI/AAAAAAAAA6g/UzhZqqewSDA/s320/IMG_4802.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S0FTpll9z-I/AAAAAAAAA5g/Nx2uKGn9COI/s1600-h/IMG_4760.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422707400261881826" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S0FTpll9z-I/AAAAAAAAA5g/Nx2uKGn9COI/s320/IMG_4760.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S0FX6iWD1dI/AAAAAAAAA64/eotVEcGg0fM/s1600-h/IMG_4770.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422712089494148562" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S0FX6iWD1dI/AAAAAAAAA64/eotVEcGg0fM/s320/IMG_4770.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S0FUaNVgq2I/AAAAAAAAA6A/L_s3lx8I8So/s1600-h/IMG_4776.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422708235564002146" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S0FUaNVgq2I/AAAAAAAAA6A/L_s3lx8I8So/s320/IMG_4776.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S0FTqz7FKjI/AAAAAAAAA54/LOr31VP8rNo/s1600-h/IMG_4774.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422707421288409650" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S0FTqz7FKjI/AAAAAAAAA54/LOr31VP8rNo/s320/IMG_4774.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S0FTqbaAefI/AAAAAAAAA5w/HVhWcZVfq0k/s1600-h/IMG_4768.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422707414707239410" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S0FTqbaAefI/AAAAAAAAA5w/HVhWcZVfq0k/s320/IMG_4768.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S0FTqBRx9WI/AAAAAAAAA5o/X95HlXQtVHI/s1600-h/IMG_4765.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422707407693411682" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S0FTqBRx9WI/AAAAAAAAA5o/X95HlXQtVHI/s320/IMG_4765.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7814896466502489324-948200347825127037?l=kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/feeds/948200347825127037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7814896466502489324&amp;postID=948200347825127037' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/948200347825127037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/948200347825127037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/2010/01/our-two-week-hiatus.html' title='Our Two Week Hiatus!'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07560268272225823766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SL3_beM-t8I/AAAAAAAAALc/xlC3Fg1Uir4/S220/IMG_1985.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/S0FAxTrCbuI/AAAAAAAAA4o/UA2arF1EkbY/s72-c/IMG_4710.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7814896466502489324.post-8300658506946603239</id><published>2009-12-18T13:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T22:08:33.255-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mullet Tribute</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ry's mullet has been giving me problems since she was born. Part of the problem is I am not the sort of mom to do my kid's hair every morning, realistically we're lucky if I do it once a week. I thought after cutting her hair it would miraculously grow into a thick luxurious hairstyle, and yet the mullet is creeping back into my life. It's a good thing the rest of her is so cute. I only hope she can one day forgive me for letting her walk around with such embarrassing hair (my favorite is the one with the pumpkin, poor kid).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416699336414322274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: ; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: ; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/Syv7WPoR3mI/AAAAAAAAA3M/YO6LTDDOqBs/s800/2008_02_18.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7814896466502489324-8300658506946603239?l=kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/feeds/8300658506946603239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7814896466502489324&amp;postID=8300658506946603239' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/8300658506946603239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/8300658506946603239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/2009/12/mullet-tribute.html' title='Mullet Tribute'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07560268272225823766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SL3_beM-t8I/AAAAAAAAALc/xlC3Fg1Uir4/S220/IMG_1985.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/Syv7WPoR3mI/AAAAAAAAA3M/YO6LTDDOqBs/s72-c/2008_02_18.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7814896466502489324.post-9035428138415243518</id><published>2009-12-15T14:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T14:40:43.009-08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Evening at the Zoo</title><content type='html'>This last frigid Saturday we went to the zoo, not to observe the animals, but to see all the awesome Christmas lights.  We also rode the carousel and ate Papa Murphy's Pizza, which makes for a great night in my book.  &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SygOl5KZnbI/AAAAAAAAA10/pE9gyvL_h3M/s1600-h/IMG_4697.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415594596075412914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SygOl5KZnbI/AAAAAAAAA10/pE9gyvL_h3M/s400/IMG_4697.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415594585116952434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SygOlQVsx3I/AAAAAAAAA1s/6dL3CUjAtO8/s400/IMG_4698.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415594577108587442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SygOkygW07I/AAAAAAAAA1k/je7JE4cFuEs/s400/IMG_4696.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7814896466502489324-9035428138415243518?l=kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/feeds/9035428138415243518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7814896466502489324&amp;postID=9035428138415243518' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/9035428138415243518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/9035428138415243518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/2009/12/evening-at-zoo.html' title='An Evening at the Zoo'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07560268272225823766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SL3_beM-t8I/AAAAAAAAALc/xlC3Fg1Uir4/S220/IMG_1985.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SygOl5KZnbI/AAAAAAAAA10/pE9gyvL_h3M/s72-c/IMG_4697.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7814896466502489324.post-1514973974465510980</id><published>2009-12-08T13:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T13:29:58.311-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Miracle</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, so it's not the warm and fuzzy sort of miracle that gives you chills...but it's pretty miraculous considering. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This was last years sad attempt at making a stocking for Ry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412976857156173922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/Sx7Bxbw0QGI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/XxoYUKV2mSY/s400/IMG_2912.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The two normal looking stocking were ones we bought when we first got married.  When I broke out the pathetic little one to hang up this year, Kevin laughed and said he didn't think we could even fit a present in there.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412976846877364082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/Sx7Bw1eKD3I/AAAAAAAAA1Q/iqd5GayezhI/s400/IMG_2911.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So with a little planning before actually cutting and sewing I was able to make two new stockings that at least won't cause Kev to bust up every time he looks at them.  Now if only I had planned a little more when picking out the different colors of fabric all the stocking could have matched (Kev says the yellow one looks like it came straight from the 70s).&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412976842983291058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/Sx7Bwm9vOLI/AAAAAAAAA1I/7ixVaMLkFtU/s400/IMG_4686.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412976836205769234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/Sx7BwNt2chI/AAAAAAAAA1A/FOhuxIu5jRs/s400/IMG_4690.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412976825730578082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/Sx7BvmsXtqI/AAAAAAAAA04/5Xves7VahZc/s400/IMG_4688.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7814896466502489324-1514973974465510980?l=kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/feeds/1514973974465510980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7814896466502489324&amp;postID=1514973974465510980' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/1514973974465510980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/1514973974465510980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-miracle.html' title='Christmas Miracle'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07560268272225823766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SL3_beM-t8I/AAAAAAAAALc/xlC3Fg1Uir4/S220/IMG_1985.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/Sx7Bxbw0QGI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/XxoYUKV2mSY/s72-c/IMG_2912.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7814896466502489324.post-984477685710282841</id><published>2009-12-03T12:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T14:24:43.729-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Pics!</title><content type='html'>Hurray! We finally found someone to take pics. of our family since the ones from when Ry was 3 months old are a tad bit outdated. Thanks go out to &lt;a href="http://avenuebphotography.com/index2.php"&gt;Becca&lt;/a&gt;, she was awesome to work with and didn't even appear to be slightly annoyed when my two year old was her usual sassy defiant self(check out her website if you live in Denver, and like us you don't have a family or friend who just happens to be a photographer).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411118049715509842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SxgnMmb_WlI/AAAAAAAAAzg/awwacp8ZKcU/s400/mcminn_009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SxgzBUfj9lI/AAAAAAAAA0o/HBV5fSMBkJ0/s1600-h/mcminn_049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411131050059626066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SxgzBUfj9lI/AAAAAAAAA0o/HBV5fSMBkJ0/s400/mcminn_049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SxgyiVmsPWI/AAAAAAAAA0g/6hHkmlOmeUg/s1600-h/mcminn_134doneBW.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411130517782019426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SxgyiVmsPWI/AAAAAAAAA0g/6hHkmlOmeUg/s400/mcminn_134doneBW.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SxgyPEl1WII/AAAAAAAAA0Y/nlUBJFQ6hLs/s1600-h/mcminn_154done.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411130186797504642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SxgyPEl1WII/AAAAAAAAA0Y/nlUBJFQ6hLs/s400/mcminn_154done.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/Sxgx2KXww1I/AAAAAAAAA0Q/mMP-NfcPR6c/s1600-h/mcminn_160done.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411129758852367186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 269px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/Sxgx2KXww1I/AAAAAAAAA0Q/mMP-NfcPR6c/s400/mcminn_160done.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SxgxdaGEMCI/AAAAAAAAA0I/YKu0RYKLzgw/s1600-h/mcminn_222done.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411129333576380450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SxgxdaGEMCI/AAAAAAAAA0I/YKu0RYKLzgw/s400/mcminn_222done.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SxgxJmmJ0WI/AAAAAAAAA0A/RXNS8UlAs_s/s1600-h/mcminn_191done.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411128993334808930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SxgxJmmJ0WI/AAAAAAAAA0A/RXNS8UlAs_s/s400/mcminn_191done.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411138290293928514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/Sxg5mwd78kI/AAAAAAAAA0w/aKlcqiDaBSY/s400/mcminn_105done.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/Sxgu1wG5ovI/AAAAAAAAAzo/l8o75dMIrAc/s1600-h/mcminn_105doneBW.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SxgnL3_htHI/AAAAAAAAAzY/DGF1h70jgX8/s1600-h/50done.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411118037248095346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SxgnL3_htHI/AAAAAAAAAzY/DGF1h70jgX8/s400/50done.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SxgmqgfmZsI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/RIje-JOujLY/s1600-h/41done.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411117464004486850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SxgmqgfmZsI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/RIje-JOujLY/s400/41done.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7814896466502489324-984477685710282841?l=kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/feeds/984477685710282841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7814896466502489324&amp;postID=984477685710282841' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/984477685710282841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/984477685710282841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/2009/12/family-pics.html' title='Family Pics!'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07560268272225823766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SL3_beM-t8I/AAAAAAAAALc/xlC3Fg1Uir4/S220/IMG_1985.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SxgnMmb_WlI/AAAAAAAAAzg/awwacp8ZKcU/s72-c/mcminn_009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7814896466502489324.post-1259152087587252268</id><published>2009-11-30T10:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T11:36:52.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving in Nauvoo</title><content type='html'>We had the pleasure of spending our Thanksgiving (and my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;B'day&lt;/span&gt;) in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Nauvoo&lt;/span&gt; where Kev's parents are on a mission.  Ry couldn't get enough of Grandma and Grandpa &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Mc&lt;/span&gt;, we had a blast seeing the sights, and Sophie was her usual lumpy content self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wagon Ride with Jim and John (the horses)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409980022262523298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SxQcKrzq5aI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ugqUCF0pqbU/s400/2009_11_25.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seeing the Sights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SxQcL9TJG2I/AAAAAAAAAzA/7fWVs2TBKkQ/s1600/2009_11_28.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409980044137798498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SxQcL9TJG2I/AAAAAAAAAzA/7fWVs2TBKkQ/s400/2009_11_28.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanging Around the House&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SxQcLXbiUEI/AAAAAAAAAy4/-xpkRRT9ifk/s1600/2009_11_27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409980033972457538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SxQcLXbiUEI/AAAAAAAAAy4/-xpkRRT9ifk/s400/2009_11_27.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;B'day&lt;/span&gt; (or to most people Thanksgiving) where Annette was in Charge of Feeding 240 People!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SxQcK_XJWEI/AAAAAAAAAyw/F9yhiu5xw-A/s1600/2009_11_26.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409980027511593026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SxQcK_XJWEI/AAAAAAAAAyw/F9yhiu5xw-A/s400/2009_11_26.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; Traveling Home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409980048435649074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SxQcMNT1GjI/AAAAAAAAAzI/qC7KMs_8EXA/s400/2009_11_281.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pics. of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Nauvoo&lt;/span&gt; temple to come, Kev was practically giddy when his parents let him use their much nicer camera.  The joy and excitement in his face told me he has added it to the long list of things we want when we're out of school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7814896466502489324-1259152087587252268?l=kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/feeds/1259152087587252268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7814896466502489324&amp;postID=1259152087587252268' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/1259152087587252268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/1259152087587252268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/2009/11/thanksgiving-in-nauvoo.html' title='Thanksgiving in Nauvoo'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07560268272225823766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SL3_beM-t8I/AAAAAAAAALc/xlC3Fg1Uir4/S220/IMG_1985.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SxQcKrzq5aI/AAAAAAAAAyo/ugqUCF0pqbU/s72-c/2009_11_25.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7814896466502489324.post-2760468655547351260</id><published>2009-11-23T10:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T11:24:04.011-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The End Is Near!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407375663633218834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SwrbhD3zPRI/AAAAAAAAAyI/dvQ0ZoPFREs/s400/IMG_4482.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Read the CAKE!!!  If you can't then let me spell it out for you -&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; 9 DOWN 1 TO GO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- or in other words we officially only have one year of school left.  Let's celebrate, well...we already celebrated, but it's worth celebrating all week long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are we celebrating?  Plenty, Only One More Year Of:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Paying Tuition&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Financing our groceries for the next 20 years (I guess I'm pretty excited to have an income)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Waking at 2 in the morning to Mariachi music&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Waking at 3 in the morning to someone's pounding bass&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Waking at 4 in the morning to motorcycles racing down the parking lot (so ready to move out of our classy apartments)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sharing a car &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;10 Vacation days for 2 years&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Way to go Kev, the end is in sight.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SwrbDowvfII/AAAAAAAAAx4/db9s0Mxhnmc/s1600/IMG_4513e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407375158139649154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SwrbDowvfII/AAAAAAAAAx4/db9s0Mxhnmc/s400/IMG_4513e.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SwrbDb8Z2YI/AAAAAAAAAxw/g33IgbMN1ZM/s1600/IMG_4510.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407375154698901890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SwrbDb8Z2YI/AAAAAAAAAxw/g33IgbMN1ZM/s400/IMG_4510.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SwrbCjPjotI/AAAAAAAAAxg/0M_uLush5a0/s1600/IMG_4488.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407375139478414034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SwrbCjPjotI/AAAAAAAAAxg/0M_uLush5a0/s400/IMG_4488.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7814896466502489324-2760468655547351260?l=kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/feeds/2760468655547351260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7814896466502489324&amp;postID=2760468655547351260' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/2760468655547351260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/2760468655547351260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/2009/11/end-is-near.html' title='The End Is Near!!'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07560268272225823766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SL3_beM-t8I/AAAAAAAAALc/xlC3Fg1Uir4/S220/IMG_1985.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SwrbhD3zPRI/AAAAAAAAAyI/dvQ0ZoPFREs/s72-c/IMG_4482.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7814896466502489324.post-8525978739643454133</id><published>2009-11-20T13:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T14:50:46.075-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Today this one made me laugh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SwcQyANVbnI/AAAAAAAAAxI/-LdDZ1-d9cQ/s1600/IMG_4473.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406308328917003890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SwcQyANVbnI/AAAAAAAAAxI/-LdDZ1-d9cQ/s400/IMG_4473.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She has "special" shoes, or "magic" shoes as our friend Aaron puts it. They must seem like they weigh a ton to this tiny little lump. What made me laugh was her attempt to roll over with them on (imagine rolling from your back to front with a 15 lb. snow board on). I know kids always seem funnier to their parents, but thought I would share Sophie's awkward attempt at rolling over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting Position&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SwcJgEfNh6I/AAAAAAAAAxA/QzvXq-f1Ykw/s1600/IMG_4463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406300324246685602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SwcJgEfNh6I/AAAAAAAAAxA/QzvXq-f1Ykw/s400/IMG_4463.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Use every ounce of muscle under those rolls and Buddha belly to lift your abnormally heavy foot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SwcJZIaSqdI/AAAAAAAAAw4/3O-Nh5bn9Cs/s1600/IMG_4465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406300205040708050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SwcJZIaSqdI/AAAAAAAAAw4/3O-Nh5bn9Cs/s400/IMG_4465.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The half way mark, which if you can make it just past this the weight of your abnormally heavy foot will do the rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SwcJCbfucCI/AAAAAAAAAwo/gY2HO0hRhVg/s1600/IMG_4461.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406299815026782242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SwcJCbfucCI/AAAAAAAAAwo/gY2HO0hRhVg/s400/IMG_4461.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And so it ends, legs awkwardly stuck in a successful roll over position yet body is stuck somewhere between.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406321441395120050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SwcctP_vF7I/AAAAAAAAAxY/Shi-DKFQQm0/s400/IMG_4475.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406321068616991538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SwccXjSgQzI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/sSDqI5-VpFQ/s400/IMG_4474.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7814896466502489324-8525978739643454133?l=kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/feeds/8525978739643454133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7814896466502489324&amp;postID=8525978739643454133' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/8525978739643454133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/8525978739643454133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/2009/11/today-this-one-made-me-laugh.html' title=''/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07560268272225823766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SL3_beM-t8I/AAAAAAAAALc/xlC3Fg1Uir4/S220/IMG_1985.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SwcQyANVbnI/AAAAAAAAAxI/-LdDZ1-d9cQ/s72-c/IMG_4473.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7814896466502489324.post-2981515438513148198</id><published>2009-11-18T14:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T14:25:22.500-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thank you Goodwill givers for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;These (chairs)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SwRymtJ9hdI/AAAAAAAAAwY/J1CdZpQumCk/s1600/IMG_4458.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405571462033409490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SwRymtJ9hdI/AAAAAAAAAwY/J1CdZpQumCk/s400/IMG_4458.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This&lt;/span&gt; (trunk)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SwRymKq430I/AAAAAAAAAwQ/WVgh0_xvTJk/s1600/IMG_4454.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405571452776275778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SwRymKq430I/AAAAAAAAAwQ/WVgh0_xvTJk/s400/IMG_4454.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and this (frame)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SwRylv7BsXI/AAAAAAAAAwI/4NAJMRW2lOE/s1600/IMG_4450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405571445596205426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SwRylv7BsXI/AAAAAAAAAwI/4NAJMRW2lOE/s400/IMG_4450.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;also Hobby Lobby and Home Depot for the supplies needed, and Kev for your assistance, to complete my projects.&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/7814896466502489324-2981515438513148198?l=kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/feeds/2981515438513148198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7814896466502489324&amp;postID=2981515438513148198' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/2981515438513148198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/2981515438513148198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/2009/11/thank-you-goodwill-givers-for-these.html' title=''/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07560268272225823766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SL3_beM-t8I/AAAAAAAAALc/xlC3Fg1Uir4/S220/IMG_1985.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SwRymtJ9hdI/AAAAAAAAAwY/J1CdZpQumCk/s72-c/IMG_4458.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7814896466502489324.post-7014213407432761960</id><published>2009-11-13T14:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T14:20:16.154-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Visitors Welcomed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love having visitors, so the invitation is out there for people to come to the fun state of Colorado and hang out with us!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had a fun weekend with Kev's brother and his wife, Jeff and Maja. Some of the highlights included:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All you can eat sushi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Shopping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Red Robin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Shopping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Garden of the God's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Visit to the Maynards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Shopping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Caraba's&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;STEELER'S GAME!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I don't actually have any pics. with our visitors in them, here is one they snapped of us at Garden of the God's. The best part was I had lost 20 lbs. since our last visit there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403715665586323090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/Sv3axIp8fpI/AAAAAAAAAvg/_zFIxwgD310/s400/IMG_4404.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403715652444105986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/Sv3awXsmLQI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/N-VWC5x2qKY/s400/IMG_3665.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls and I didn't get to go to the Steeler's game, so we hung out at home, snapping pictures, watching Mickey Mouse Clubhouse and the game on t.v.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403715657640292850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/Sv3awrDdsfI/AAAAAAAAAvY/ieYF1IO8drE/s400/2009_11_09.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/Sv3XjAdHNzI/AAAAAAAAAu4/zwdkIvF3LBI/s1600-h/2009_11_09.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7814896466502489324-7014213407432761960?l=kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/feeds/7014213407432761960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7814896466502489324&amp;postID=7014213407432761960' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/7014213407432761960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/7014213407432761960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/2009/11/visitors-welcomed.html' title='Visitors Welcomed'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07560268272225823766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SL3_beM-t8I/AAAAAAAAALc/xlC3Fg1Uir4/S220/IMG_1985.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/Sv3axIp8fpI/AAAAAAAAAvg/_zFIxwgD310/s72-c/IMG_4404.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7814896466502489324.post-8223102508057451627</id><published>2009-11-03T15:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T15:28:51.599-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;I wasn't going to do the Halloween post....but here Grandmas and Grandpas are pics. of Ry in her Halloween costume!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And fyi for everyone...those are not a pair of jeans Kev previously owned. Those were a special Goodwill, two sizes too small, perma wedgy purchase just to be worn for Halloween 2009. Kev - you're a good sport!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SvC8TFviK1I/AAAAAAAAArs/iOsDb5FNxP4/s1600-h/IMG_4302.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SvC8TFviK1I/AAAAAAAAArs/iOsDb5FNxP4/s400/IMG_4302.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did Boo at the Zoo this year. It was fun to walk around on such a nice day and be entertained by everyone's costumes. The most original?? Probably the guy dressed as Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SvC8TRNsbUI/AAAAAAAAAr0/-uUYnIfeJag/s1600-h/IMG_4366.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SvC8TRNsbUI/AAAAAAAAAr0/-uUYnIfeJag/s400/IMG_4366.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SvC8T__mx9I/AAAAAAAAAr8/Xljc1dXFJ4E/s1600-h/IMG_4367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SvC8T__mx9I/AAAAAAAAAr8/Xljc1dXFJ4E/s400/IMG_4367.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7814896466502489324-8223102508057451627?l=kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/feeds/8223102508057451627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7814896466502489324&amp;postID=8223102508057451627' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/8223102508057451627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/8223102508057451627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-wasnt-going-to-do-halloween-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07560268272225823766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SL3_beM-t8I/AAAAAAAAALc/xlC3Fg1Uir4/S220/IMG_1985.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SvC8TFviK1I/AAAAAAAAArs/iOsDb5FNxP4/s72-c/IMG_4302.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7814896466502489324.post-1305689667824111022</id><published>2009-10-30T14:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T06:14:42.957-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SNOW DAY!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;Kevin didn't have to go to school yesterday because he had a SNOW DAY!! He got a day and a half off from school because Denver got dumped on. Good thing because the day he was sent home early he crashed twice on his bike (Disclaimer: I offered to pick him up), seriously...who rides their bike in a foot of snow? Here is how we spent our exciting snow day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad and Ry played and shoveled...look at all that snow!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SutWeN5boQI/AAAAAAAAAq4/mSzsNsGp9ko/s1600-h/2009_10_29.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SutWeN5boQI/AAAAAAAAAq4/mSzsNsGp9ko/s800/2009_10_29.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Kev and I watched a movie and had sushi and home made hot chocolate (I know...weird combo).&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SutWehbqMxI/AAAAAAAAArA/KcjWp8nqL-g/s1600-h/2009_10_291.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SutWehbqMxI/AAAAAAAAArA/KcjWp8nqL-g/s800/2009_10_291.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And Miss Sophie could care less what was going on...but she's soooo cute I had to add her picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SutWfEmD2jI/AAAAAAAAArI/1ZmrTDq9YM8/s1600-h/2009_10_27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SutWfEmD2jI/AAAAAAAAArI/1ZmrTDq9YM8/s800/2009_10_27.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" border="0" alt="Posted by Picasa" align="middle" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7814896466502489324-1305689667824111022?l=kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/feeds/1305689667824111022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7814896466502489324&amp;postID=1305689667824111022' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/1305689667824111022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/1305689667824111022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/2009/10/snow-day.html' title='SNOW DAY!!'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07560268272225823766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SL3_beM-t8I/AAAAAAAAALc/xlC3Fg1Uir4/S220/IMG_1985.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SutWeN5boQI/AAAAAAAAAq4/mSzsNsGp9ko/s72-c/2009_10_29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7814896466502489324.post-8103129157726169830</id><published>2009-10-27T12:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T12:50:23.867-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sophie's New Hardware</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397368100922816050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SudNsPmHdjI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/ZpqVgRz5eAQ/s320/IMG_4274.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sophie's cast is off, but unfortunately it has been replaced by the bulkier, more annoying, more restrictive boots and bar. Kev and I don't recall the Dr. mentioning having to use the boots, let alone for two months full time, when we were talking about options...but what can you do. Last night we tried them on for the first time and they did not agree with Sophie one bit....to say she was irate would be an understatement. So we took them off, let her have a good nights sleep (9hrs. to be exact) and tried them again today. I am happy to say that they don't seem to bother her nearly as much as they did last night, so I guess I will be a good patient and comply with the Dr's. orders.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397368105870067906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SudNsiBoiMI/AAAAAAAAAoY/pZQ9Q0GSqQE/s320/IMG_4292.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397366906656440514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SudMmum0wMI/AAAAAAAAAng/wAD6eKEsSmo/s320/IMG_4290.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7814896466502489324-8103129157726169830?l=kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/feeds/8103129157726169830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7814896466502489324&amp;postID=8103129157726169830' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/8103129157726169830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/8103129157726169830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/2009/10/sophies-new-hardware.html' title='Sophie&apos;s New Hardware'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07560268272225823766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SL3_beM-t8I/AAAAAAAAALc/xlC3Fg1Uir4/S220/IMG_1985.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SudNsPmHdjI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/ZpqVgRz5eAQ/s72-c/IMG_4274.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7814896466502489324.post-7620890200154181513</id><published>2009-10-26T11:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T12:13:23.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Off To Grandma Lou's</title><content type='html'>The girls and I hopped on a plane to Poky (well &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;SLC&lt;/span&gt;) to visit Grandma Lou.  Dad had to fend for himself all week, although I don't think he minded having to fill his extra time with golfing, biking, and fishing.  Here are some of the highlights:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lots of hugs and cuddles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SuXxuR3maMI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/BeBE7ji_F04/s1600-h/IMG_4273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396985505846290626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SuXxuR3maMI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/BeBE7ji_F04/s320/IMG_4273.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My mom had tons of apples from her tree so Ry helped peel and core them, then we dried them (so good).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SuXxuIElMdI/AAAAAAAAAnI/sxXcVVy14p8/s1600-h/IMG_4265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396985503216382418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SuXxuIElMdI/AAAAAAAAAnI/sxXcVVy14p8/s320/IMG_4265.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Ry's two and a half years of life she has never tasted &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ice cream&lt;/span&gt; (which is a favorite of mine, so naturally I feel she is missing out big time) so we found some sorbet she could eat and pretty soon she was requesting it for breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SuXxtmQdKwI/AAAAAAAAAnA/b7e3L06c7Cw/s1600-h/IMG_4263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396985494139382530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SuXxtmQdKwI/AAAAAAAAAnA/b7e3L06c7Cw/s320/IMG_4263.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for letting us hang out with you Grandma Lou, and thanks dad for letting us go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SuXxs1Q9-RI/AAAAAAAAAm4/eiv64KV5OFA/s1600-h/IMG_4225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396985480988195090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SuXxs1Q9-RI/AAAAAAAAAm4/eiv64KV5OFA/s320/IMG_4225.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/7814896466502489324-7620890200154181513?l=kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/feeds/7620890200154181513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7814896466502489324&amp;postID=7620890200154181513' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/7620890200154181513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/7620890200154181513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/2009/10/off-to-grandma-lous.html' title='Off To Grandma Lou&apos;s'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07560268272225823766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SL3_beM-t8I/AAAAAAAAALc/xlC3Fg1Uir4/S220/IMG_1985.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SuXxuR3maMI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/BeBE7ji_F04/s72-c/IMG_4273.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7814896466502489324.post-6585943435682832818</id><published>2009-10-11T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T08:13:06.864-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hair Dos and Donts</title><content type='html'>What happens when you wake up on a Saturday morning and say to your husband "I need a new project". Unfortunately if you don't have something around the house to fix up (which was along the lines of what I was thinking) you make a project out of your daughter's hair. I tried to give Ry a cute hair cut and went a tad bit too short...so now she has a classic mushroom hair do (which is actually a hair don't unless a professional does it). &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391356878403407554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/StHyhCqYDsI/AAAAAAAAAmI/ivNrbRlxs6g/s320/IMG_4218.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391356869000702562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/StHygfomKmI/AAAAAAAAAmA/1j95gTMbfRM/s320/IMG_4216.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My other child on the other hand has awesome hair, so here are some pics. of Sophie's many hair dos. Actually when it's dry she only has one hair style, the kind that looks like she stuck her finger in the outlet.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391356901042888018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/StHyiXADHVI/AAAAAAAAAmY/Af4EjAp1XiQ/s320/IMG_4044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391356892178179506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/StHyh1-iZbI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/9kq54YoxfJI/s320/IMG_4043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391357864266084434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 306px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/StHzabSWsFI/AAAAAAAAAmo/7UOV-5K-hVk/s320/IMG_4149.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391357873697376370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/StHza-a8yHI/AAAAAAAAAmw/hSJjdWqgwxg/s320/IMG_4208.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7814896466502489324-6585943435682832818?l=kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/feeds/6585943435682832818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7814896466502489324&amp;postID=6585943435682832818' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/6585943435682832818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/6585943435682832818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/2009/10/hair-dos-and-donts.html' title='Hair Dos and Donts'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07560268272225823766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SL3_beM-t8I/AAAAAAAAALc/xlC3Fg1Uir4/S220/IMG_1985.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/StHyhCqYDsI/AAAAAAAAAmI/ivNrbRlxs6g/s72-c/IMG_4218.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7814896466502489324.post-2849099113677797360</id><published>2009-10-08T06:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T06:44:40.374-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE BIG 30</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/Ss3rKFfk2YI/AAAAAAAAAlo/AVOzBtTHfUE/s1600-h/IMG_4164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390222887538186626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/Ss3rKFfk2YI/AAAAAAAAAlo/AVOzBtTHfUE/s320/IMG_4164.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looky who is turing thirty (hopefully you didn't guess me). Kevin's b'day is today and it's a big one! Although you are getting up there in years kev you still look like the young buck I met seven years ago (minus the braces).  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390222896160988594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/Ss3rKlnaXbI/AAAAAAAAAlw/wtl48vfaNWU/s320/IMG_4170.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390222911130983074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/Ss3rLdYiWqI/AAAAAAAAAl4/9XJX6kJNIlM/s320/IMG_4174.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;On a side note, we definitely need to get a decoy present next year for Kev so Ry doesn't spill the beans on all of dad's real b'day presents (I know you can't wait to get those socks Kev!).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7814896466502489324-2849099113677797360?l=kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/feeds/2849099113677797360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7814896466502489324&amp;postID=2849099113677797360' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/2849099113677797360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/2849099113677797360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/2009/10/big-30.html' title='THE BIG 30'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07560268272225823766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SL3_beM-t8I/AAAAAAAAALc/xlC3Fg1Uir4/S220/IMG_1985.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/Ss3rKFfk2YI/AAAAAAAAAlo/AVOzBtTHfUE/s72-c/IMG_4164.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7814896466502489324.post-865344957346785096</id><published>2009-10-05T13:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T15:45:03.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Truth Be Told</title><content type='html'>After watching General Conference Ry began to sing "I am a Child of God" along with the music. I like to think she just misunderstood the words, but if I am being honest I think she was trying to send me a message as she sang:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a child of God and he has sent me here&lt;br /&gt;Has given me a &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;DIRTY&lt;/span&gt; home with parents kind and dear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Message received...cleaned the house today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7814896466502489324-865344957346785096?l=kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/feeds/865344957346785096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7814896466502489324&amp;postID=865344957346785096' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/865344957346785096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/865344957346785096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/2009/10/truth-be-told.html' title='The Truth Be Told'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07560268272225823766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SL3_beM-t8I/AAAAAAAAALc/xlC3Fg1Uir4/S220/IMG_1985.JPG'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7814896466502489324.post-3448501632214441016</id><published>2009-09-28T12:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T13:03:57.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sophie's first...and hopefully last cast</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SsETSO1XMQI/AAAAAAAAAlg/Yd0U-u9u4Og/s1600-h/IMG_4079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386607833252311298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SsETSO1XMQI/AAAAAAAAAlg/Yd0U-u9u4Og/s320/IMG_4079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SsETRurccMI/AAAAAAAAAlY/4xY9bfedo7I/s1600-h/IMG_4077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386607824620777666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SsETRurccMI/AAAAAAAAAlY/4xY9bfedo7I/s320/IMG_4077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SsETRazh9SI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/oiyiBElGsJ0/s1600-h/IMG_4070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386607819285984546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SsETRazh9SI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/oiyiBElGsJ0/s320/IMG_4070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sophie's leg is not broken, let's get that out there because I don't know how a 5wk old could break their leg without the parent looking a little negligent (although I'm sure it happens). Instead, she has a mildly clubbed left foot.  So in order for her to live my dreams of her becoming a beautiful dancer one day (or a basketball player if you ask Kev) we are getting it corrected.  Ry picked blue for the cast color so needless to say everyone was commenting on how cute our little boy's hair was the whole way out of the hospital.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a side note, a visit to a Children's Hospital quickly makes you appreciate the healthy bodies your children have.  We met an adorable 5 yr. old boy who was in a wheel chair and has cerebral palsy.  We chatted with him for a while, he was so outgoing and talkative.  We then saw him on the way out of the hospital and  started chatting again.  He pointed out how he now has a cast just like Sophie's, but he has two of them instead of one.   Seeing all the kids in the hospital with their various conditions broke my heart, but talking to this little boy brought a huge smile to my face.&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/7814896466502489324-3448501632214441016?l=kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/feeds/3448501632214441016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7814896466502489324&amp;postID=3448501632214441016' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/3448501632214441016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/3448501632214441016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/2009/09/sophies-firstand-hopefully-last-cast.html' title='Sophie&apos;s first...and hopefully last cast'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07560268272225823766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SL3_beM-t8I/AAAAAAAAALc/xlC3Fg1Uir4/S220/IMG_1985.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SsETSO1XMQI/AAAAAAAAAlg/Yd0U-u9u4Og/s72-c/IMG_4079.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7814896466502489324.post-3613874492260817099</id><published>2009-09-23T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T07:38:53.051-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Gross Post</title><content type='html'>It is only a matter of time before one gets pooped on when you have a baby. Last night was our night, at 3 in the morning. I'm not talking blowout, I'm talking about mid diaper change a stream of baby poop spraying all over my shirt. Thankfully Kev woke up from my gasp and helped clean everything up so we could all go back to bed (seriously thanks Kev). One may not have a preferred time to be pooped on, but mine would be during the day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7814896466502489324-3613874492260817099?l=kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/feeds/3613874492260817099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7814896466502489324&amp;postID=3613874492260817099' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/3613874492260817099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/3613874492260817099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/2009/09/gross-post.html' title='A Gross Post'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07560268272225823766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SL3_beM-t8I/AAAAAAAAALc/xlC3Fg1Uir4/S220/IMG_1985.JPG'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7814896466502489324.post-6844592681505004198</id><published>2009-09-17T14:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T14:57:22.217-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; This is what happens when I finish feeding baby and ask Kev to put her "away"&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382558151010658658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SrKwHs3fqWI/AAAAAAAAAlI/Kd4AIcpEUC8/s320/IMG_4018.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Which is not too far off from where she actually sleeps....the closet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382558140167399730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SrKwHEeQqTI/AAAAAAAAAlA/MsZ0fYytQUE/s320/IMG_4032.JPG" border="0" /&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/7814896466502489324-6844592681505004198?l=kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/feeds/6844592681505004198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7814896466502489324&amp;postID=6844592681505004198' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/6844592681505004198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/6844592681505004198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/2009/09/this-is-what-happens-when-i-finish.html' title=''/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07560268272225823766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SL3_beM-t8I/AAAAAAAAALc/xlC3Fg1Uir4/S220/IMG_1985.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SrKwHs3fqWI/AAAAAAAAAlI/Kd4AIcpEUC8/s72-c/IMG_4018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7814896466502489324.post-4643305415782806380</id><published>2009-09-13T19:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T19:35:52.385-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Matching Sisters</title><content type='html'>Ry and Sophie have one set of matching outfits (thanks Aunt Ruth!), so today for church they were matchy matchy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't mind the booger in this picture.  And I thought getting a decent pic. of just Ry was hard.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381143766805382882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/Sq2pvtG-BuI/AAAAAAAAAkw/IO0doV37914/s320/IMG_3985.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381144585594339314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/Sq2qfXVd__I/AAAAAAAAAk4/l_7sZFmcdEk/s320/IMG_3994.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381143747782273154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/Sq2pumPgaII/AAAAAAAAAkg/_dAcj6l5As0/s320/IMG_3977.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7814896466502489324-4643305415782806380?l=kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/feeds/4643305415782806380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7814896466502489324&amp;postID=4643305415782806380' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/4643305415782806380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/4643305415782806380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/2009/09/matching-sisters.html' title='Matching Sisters'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07560268272225823766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SL3_beM-t8I/AAAAAAAAALc/xlC3Fg1Uir4/S220/IMG_1985.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/Sq2pvtG-BuI/AAAAAAAAAkw/IO0doV37914/s72-c/IMG_3985.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7814896466502489324.post-6563398212251119468</id><published>2009-09-06T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T21:08:17.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessing Day</title><content type='html'>Although this pic. is not of Sophie's baby blessing day, it is pretty cute.  She slept through her bath only to awaken and scream the moment we took her out.  The best part of baths is afterwards when her hair dries and becomes the softest little fro (As seen in her blessing pics).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SqSFvIgN-1I/AAAAAAAAAkQ/jWn8DJdw8zA/s1600-h/IMG_3946.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378570899770178386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SqSFvIgN-1I/AAAAAAAAAkQ/jWn8DJdw8zA/s320/IMG_3946.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to bless Sophie today because it was the only time we would have any family in town (my mom and little bro).  We really wish Grandpa and Grandma Mc. could have been there, but we will see you soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SqSFuuwH-iI/AAAAAAAAAkI/jJFPKGbRSdE/s1600-h/IMG_3962.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378570892857571874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SqSFuuwH-iI/AAAAAAAAAkI/jJFPKGbRSdE/s320/IMG_3962.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SqSFtyh3rGI/AAAAAAAAAkA/K9x9DCS3vGc/s1600-h/IMG_3964.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378570876691655778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SqSFtyh3rGI/AAAAAAAAAkA/K9x9DCS3vGc/s320/IMG_3964.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SqSFtEAES_I/AAAAAAAAAj4/i-ED00eUsxA/s1600-h/IMG_3976+edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378570864201845746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SqSFtEAES_I/AAAAAAAAAj4/i-ED00eUsxA/s320/IMG_3976+edit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7814896466502489324-6563398212251119468?l=kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/feeds/6563398212251119468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7814896466502489324&amp;postID=6563398212251119468' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/6563398212251119468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/6563398212251119468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/2009/09/blessing-day.html' title='Blessing Day'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07560268272225823766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SL3_beM-t8I/AAAAAAAAALc/xlC3Fg1Uir4/S220/IMG_1985.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SqSFvIgN-1I/AAAAAAAAAkQ/jWn8DJdw8zA/s72-c/IMG_3946.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7814896466502489324.post-4627663202959217150</id><published>2009-08-23T05:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T05:50:03.287-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sophie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SpE6zzHn2cI/AAAAAAAAAjY/BogazXSNIDg/s1600-h/IMG_3862.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373140491999631810" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SpE6zzHn2cI/AAAAAAAAAjY/BogazXSNIDg/s320/IMG_3862.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SpE6zKnmv2I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/b5Mt_lFYmEU/s1600-h/IMG_3855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373140481127923554" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SpE6zKnmv2I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/b5Mt_lFYmEU/s320/IMG_3855.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SpE6yaHA1CI/AAAAAAAAAjI/hZyJHThuGy4/s1600-h/IMG_3851.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373140468106318882" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SpE6yaHA1CI/AAAAAAAAAjI/hZyJHThuGy4/s320/IMG_3851.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SpE6xtOJkNI/AAAAAAAAAjA/YoVxrHgpEmw/s1600-h/IMG_3844.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373140456056656082" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SpE6xtOJkNI/AAAAAAAAAjA/YoVxrHgpEmw/s320/IMG_3844.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We decided on a name. Sophie Marie. Things are still going great. Rylee loves being a big sister. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7814896466502489324-4627663202959217150?l=kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/feeds/4627663202959217150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7814896466502489324&amp;postID=4627663202959217150' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/4627663202959217150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/4627663202959217150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/2009/08/sophie.html' title='Sophie'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07560268272225823766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SL3_beM-t8I/AAAAAAAAALc/xlC3Fg1Uir4/S220/IMG_1985.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SpE6zzHn2cI/AAAAAAAAAjY/BogazXSNIDg/s72-c/IMG_3862.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7814896466502489324.post-5449050975925496972</id><published>2009-08-22T09:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T10:10:35.972-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Girl!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SpAl-rG98kI/AAAAAAAAAi4/Tvlpb5fxq-8/s1600-h/IMG_3835.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372836114107068994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SpAl-rG98kI/AAAAAAAAAi4/Tvlpb5fxq-8/s320/IMG_3835.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SpAl-EGeD7I/AAAAAAAAAiw/x7YZbUhh-yo/s1600-h/IMG_3813.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372836103635996594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SpAl-EGeD7I/AAAAAAAAAiw/x7YZbUhh-yo/s320/IMG_3813.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SpAl9ixIjQI/AAAAAAAAAio/ShHpNXo80uo/s1600-h/IMG_3807.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372836094688136450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SpAl9ixIjQI/AAAAAAAAAio/ShHpNXo80uo/s320/IMG_3807.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just a quick post to let everyone know that our new baby arrived and to post some pictures. She was 8 lbs 1 oz and 20 inches long. She was born at 12:58 am this morning, Aug 22nd. We haven't decided on a name yet. Both Stef and the baby are doing great.&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/7814896466502489324-5449050975925496972?l=kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/feeds/5449050975925496972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7814896466502489324&amp;postID=5449050975925496972' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/5449050975925496972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/5449050975925496972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/2009/08/baby-girl.html' title='Baby Girl!!!'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07560268272225823766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SL3_beM-t8I/AAAAAAAAALc/xlC3Fg1Uir4/S220/IMG_1985.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SpAl-rG98kI/AAAAAAAAAi4/Tvlpb5fxq-8/s72-c/IMG_3835.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7814896466502489324.post-1172689645127287581</id><published>2009-08-17T06:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T07:07:00.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Alive....No Baby</title><content type='html'>My desire to blog has been about at the same level as my desire to still be pregnant, hence no entry for over a month. Our count down to baby's due date is over, and now we'll see how stubborn she'll be and how far over we can go! It's not that bad, I actually feel good still and am not overly anxious to go through the whole birthing process again...we'll just leave it there. So here are some highlights from the last little bit:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Took some cute pics of Ry with my friend's nice camera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370930600518610770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/Solg7L0v71I/AAAAAAAAAhY/hrZsSgNmpno/s320/ry10c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ry riding her bike from G'ma Lou&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370930587940167570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/Solg6c90H5I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/05loPbbMO2E/s320/IMG_3707.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just thought this was pretty adorable&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370930606829523474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/Solg7jVY0hI/AAAAAAAAAhg/LAmOO_M-Buc/s320/IMG_3659.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Found this really cute park with a train...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370930618254165970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/Solg8N5PB9I/AAAAAAAAAho/m7Ifi9UyPwM/s320/IMG_3713.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;that Ry was a little apprehensive about...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370930636294345858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/Solg9RGWVII/AAAAAAAAAhw/UGZH6T3E7zk/s320/IMG_3718.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;a stream running through it...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370932499085085042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SolipsiRSXI/AAAAAAAAAiI/hBdVfneGoJY/s320/IMG_3744.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and we had some great laying out on the grass time.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370932471421794562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SolioFe0-QI/AAAAAAAAAh4/hRCKNJYTM9M/s320/IMG_3753.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370932485837828770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/Solio7L4MqI/AAAAAAAAAiA/OAJ_QJOuu3I/s320/IMG_3764.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7814896466502489324-1172689645127287581?l=kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/feeds/1172689645127287581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7814896466502489324&amp;postID=1172689645127287581' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/1172689645127287581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/1172689645127287581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/2009/08/still-aliveno-baby.html' title='Still Alive....No Baby'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07560268272225823766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SL3_beM-t8I/AAAAAAAAALc/xlC3Fg1Uir4/S220/IMG_1985.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/Solg7L0v71I/AAAAAAAAAhY/hrZsSgNmpno/s72-c/ry10c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7814896466502489324.post-2421771661252804934</id><published>2009-07-05T16:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T16:15:46.935-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4th of July Weekend!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of July weekend was fantastic, largely because Kev had a long weekend. We ended up go camping from Thursday evening to Sunday by a place called &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Leadville&lt;/span&gt;. Colorado is gorgeous and I love finding new beautiful places here...it is going to be hard to leave next year but I think being done with school and having an income will make the transition a little easier. So here was our weekend of camping in a nutshell:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Biking&lt;br /&gt;Little Fishing&lt;br /&gt;Little Hiking&lt;br /&gt;Way too much eating including: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;roasted hot dogs, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;smores&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;starbursts&lt;/span&gt;, bagels, bread &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;homemade &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ice cream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;peach cobbler &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;dutch oven chicken and potatoes &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;mountain man breakfast (eggs, cheese, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;hash browns&lt;/span&gt;, bacon, sausage in the dutch oven) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;lots of other junk food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;That &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;summarizes&lt;/span&gt; our fun weekend.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7814896466502489324-2421771661252804934?l=kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/feeds/2421771661252804934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7814896466502489324&amp;postID=2421771661252804934' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/2421771661252804934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/2421771661252804934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/2009/07/4th-of-july-weekend.html' title='4th of July Weekend!!'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07560268272225823766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SL3_beM-t8I/AAAAAAAAALc/xlC3Fg1Uir4/S220/IMG_1985.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7814896466502489324.post-4496124529044268398</id><published>2009-06-23T17:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T08:22:32.121-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Baby's Daddy</title><content type='html'>Father's day is long gone, but I couldn't pass up the opportunity to post adorable pictures of my two favorite people.  Ry adores Kev.  The highlight of her day is when she hears him walking up the steps to our apartment after school, and I love that she would rather go hang out at cub scouts with dad, then play at home with mom.   I needed a partner that would take on more responsibilities than most dads do and thank goodness Kev does.  I may not be the natural motherly type...but at least I married someone who is...no offense Kev, it's a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SkORwNnsUXI/AAAAAAAAAgU/nw1--_He2Aw/s1600-h/IMG_3479.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351281039722172786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SkORwNnsUXI/AAAAAAAAAgU/nw1--_He2Aw/s320/IMG_3479.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SkORv5LOotI/AAAAAAAAAgM/cv_dierfrmI/s1600-h/IMG_3415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351281034234077906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SkORv5LOotI/AAAAAAAAAgM/cv_dierfrmI/s320/IMG_3415.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SkF1eEY1gHI/AAAAAAAAAgE/V3BZHB-GanM/s1600-h/IMG_0840.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350686991727296626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SkF1eEY1gHI/AAAAAAAAAgE/V3BZHB-GanM/s320/IMG_0840.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SkF1dj2PVgI/AAAAAAAAAf8/SpTbZQb7TCw/s1600-h/IMG_1135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350686982992254466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SkF1dj2PVgI/AAAAAAAAAf8/SpTbZQb7TCw/s320/IMG_1135.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SkF1dax1PvI/AAAAAAAAAf0/4dttS0BpiSA/s1600-h/10-15-07+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350686980557848306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SkF1dax1PvI/AAAAAAAAAf0/4dttS0BpiSA/s320/10-15-07+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SkF1dP1NvnI/AAAAAAAAAfs/Zst1LnA_xhM/s1600-h/Rylee+pictures+4-8-07+073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350686977619246706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SkF1dP1NvnI/AAAAAAAAAfs/Zst1LnA_xhM/s320/Rylee+pictures+4-8-07+073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SkF1cTFVS7I/AAAAAAAAAfk/z62iBofezJU/s1600-h/Rylee+pictures+3-3-07+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350686961312287666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SkF1cTFVS7I/AAAAAAAAAfk/z62iBofezJU/s320/Rylee+pictures+3-3-07+049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7814896466502489324-4496124529044268398?l=kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/feeds/4496124529044268398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7814896466502489324&amp;postID=4496124529044268398' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/4496124529044268398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7814896466502489324/posts/default/4496124529044268398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kevandstefmcminn.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-babys-daddy.html' title='My Baby&apos;s Daddy'/><author><name>Stefanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07560268272225823766</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SL3_beM-t8I/AAAAAAAAALc/xlC3Fg1Uir4/S220/IMG_1985.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xhHK27KE0Yc/SkORwNnsUXI/AAAAAAAAAgU/nw1--_He2Aw/s72-c/IMG_3479.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
