<?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-7372325282808443368</id><updated>2012-02-10T18:58:26.427-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bliggity, Bloggity, Blue</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Kevin Leggat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467523660224569210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>110</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372325282808443368.post-4509809932134798324</id><published>2011-10-22T21:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-22T21:42:27.505-07:00</updated><title type='text'>summer staycation</title><content type='html'>We got to go to a lot of fun places over the summer (most of which were thanks to Kevin's work). Before it gets too cold, here's a look back:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art's Festival&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="2011-07-151 by kevleggat, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24137335@N07/6271026917/"&gt;&lt;img height="480" alt="2011-07-151" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6040/6271026917_12ef3f3bc0_z.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Red Butte&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="2011-10-021 by kevleggat, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24137335@N07/6271543018/"&gt;&lt;img height="480" alt="2011-10-021" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6046/6271543018_cf56b0dda0_z.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Zoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="2011-10-022 by kevleggat, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24137335@N07/6271019497/"&gt;&lt;img height="457" alt="2011-10-022" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6034/6271019497_7074970dc7_z.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discovery Gateway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="2011-07-15 by kevleggat, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24137335@N07/6271021531/"&gt;&lt;img height="640" alt="2011-07-15" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6228/6271021531_630278ce65_z.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Is The Place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="2011-10-023 by kevleggat, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24137335@N07/6271023221/"&gt;&lt;img height="427" alt="2011-10-023" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6217/6271023221_3b086af565_z.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinosaur Museum at Thanksgiving Point&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="2011-10-024 by kevleggat, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24137335@N07/6271025059/"&gt;&lt;img height="360" alt="2011-10-024" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6099/6271025059_a529c75470_z.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372325282808443368-4509809932134798324?l=leggats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/feeds/4509809932134798324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372325282808443368&amp;postID=4509809932134798324' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/4509809932134798324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/4509809932134798324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/2011/10/summer-staycation.html' title='summer staycation'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13897885206560861370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R6KmHao9rpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ge95v-IRHyo/S220/IMG_0033rev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6040/6271026917_12ef3f3bc0_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372325282808443368.post-986701281117639669</id><published>2011-10-06T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T21:10:53.712-07:00</updated><title type='text'>our {realistic} romantic getaway...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661703339709514914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HKKWp7hypDc/TpJpMMMHRKI/AAAAAAAABTM/60t7JO76xQc/s400/" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just one more thing about us and our anniversary and I promise that's it! We did plan something besides just a picnic...we had a nice weekend away--just the two of us. We stayed downtown...so not very far away at all...but it's nice to have some time alone together every once in awhile. But as I was thinking back to what we did, I realized that THIS is really what life looks like 10 years later:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Went to Park City to shop at the outlets. But printed out some coupons before leaving.&lt;br /&gt;*Got massages using a gift card Kevin gave me for Christmas (but I hadn't had time to use yet).&lt;br /&gt;*Ate at fancy restaurants for less as we only went to places participating in Dine-a-Round (this was actually a lucky coincidence).&lt;br /&gt;*Stayed overnight at the Hilton for free using honors points Kevin accumulated while travelling with PwC.&lt;br /&gt;*Went to Mary Poppins. Matinee. Tickets purchased online with a Travelzoo discount code. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And doesn't Kevin look so excited about going?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a title="2011-10-02 by kevleggat, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24137335@N07/6228640423/"&gt;&lt;img height="640" alt="2011-10-02" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6034/6228640423_06eef8d3e6_z.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;That's better. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We had a fabulous time. I kept thinking how weird it was to be without kids and to feel like US again...but at the same time, our kids are US now (whoa, I bet your mind was just blown thinking about that one). Thanks again to family for tending. Can't wait for next year...better start checking Priceline stat! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CfnA92V6-cs/To29qj1NoQI/AAAAAAAABSk/UcjyVeNwSA8/s1600/IMG_9078-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660388845545169154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 326px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CfnA92V6-cs/To29qj1NoQI/AAAAAAAABSk/UcjyVeNwSA8/s400/IMG_9078-1.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/7372325282808443368-986701281117639669?l=leggats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/feeds/986701281117639669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372325282808443368&amp;postID=986701281117639669' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/986701281117639669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/986701281117639669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/2011/10/our-realistic-romantic-getaway.html' title='our {realistic} romantic getaway...'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13897885206560861370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R6KmHao9rpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ge95v-IRHyo/S220/IMG_0033rev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6034/6228640423_06eef8d3e6_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372325282808443368.post-7835037335577308841</id><published>2011-10-03T21:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T10:32:11.804-07:00</updated><title type='text'>9.13.11</title><content type='html'>A few more photos from our somewhat impromptu photoshoot/picnic at the temple on our anniversary:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24137335@N07/6210141822/" title="2011-09-13 by kevleggat, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6042/6210141822_13a656ea95_z.jpg" width="640" height="457" alt="2011-09-13"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I probably should/could have planned a little more ahead on this since...I mean...a 10 year anniversary only comes around once. But anywho, earlier in the afternoon on this day I decided to make a picnic with some of the food we had at our reception (which wasn't much...we had rolls, cheese, and grapes).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I thought it would be fun to take some photos...kind of a glimpse into what life is like 10 years later. So...Kevin's just home from work/stressed as can be look, Lily's crazy unicorn (aka piggy) tails, Sammy's chocolate face, and me looking like--well--a worn out mom (who's at least not wearing sweats)...is all totally on purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in fact, those are the things I love the very most about these photos. Because that really is what life is like now! Had I caught a glimpse of these photos 10 years earlier...holy cow, I don't know what I would have thought. But I'd like to think I'd be pretty darn excited for what was to come after seeing two of the cutest kids in the universe (not to mention one handsome husband).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. How lucky am I to have a world class photographer for a sister who just happens to live a block away from the temple? Thank you again and again &lt;a href="http://heathertullisphotography.blogspot.com/"&gt;Heather&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.p.s. I promise that's it on the mush for awhile...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372325282808443368-7835037335577308841?l=leggats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/feeds/7835037335577308841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372325282808443368&amp;postID=7835037335577308841' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/7835037335577308841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/7835037335577308841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/2011/10/91311.html' title='9.13.11'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13897885206560861370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R6KmHao9rpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ge95v-IRHyo/S220/IMG_0033rev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6042/6210141822_13a656ea95_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372325282808443368.post-5729723260085459648</id><published>2011-09-20T20:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T20:48:12.482-07:00</updated><title type='text'>same bat time, same bat station...10 years later</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#663300;"&gt;September 13, 2001 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#663300;"&gt;Salt Lake Temple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 264px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654652509876905746" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8F0rsWy5urM/Tnlcf4N75xI/AAAAAAAABRI/qMTvTByT0Qo/s400/n723154623_1579702_7199745.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#663300;"&gt;September 13, 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#663300;"&gt;Salt Lake Temple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fzEI8dsgMG0/Tnlct3eGBXI/AAAAAAAABRQ/UfdYe0Fi7GM/s1600/Picture_1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 305px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654652750194410866" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fzEI8dsgMG0/Tnlct3eGBXI/AAAAAAAABRQ/UfdYe0Fi7GM/s400/Picture_1.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#663300;"&gt;Much has changed in the last 10 years. In fact, much has changed in the last 6 months or so since I last updated this. So cheers to 10 years of married bliss and here's to doing a better job updating my life. Because--holy cow, you blink and look what happens...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372325282808443368-5729723260085459648?l=leggats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/feeds/5729723260085459648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372325282808443368&amp;postID=5729723260085459648' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/5729723260085459648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/5729723260085459648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/2011/09/same-bat-time-same-bat-station10-years.html' title='same bat time, same bat station...10 years later'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13897885206560861370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R6KmHao9rpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ge95v-IRHyo/S220/IMG_0033rev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8F0rsWy5urM/Tnlcf4N75xI/AAAAAAAABRI/qMTvTByT0Qo/s72-c/n723154623_1579702_7199745.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372325282808443368.post-4401277222782985240</id><published>2011-02-23T20:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T21:34:22.699-08:00</updated><title type='text'>S to the G 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;a title="2011-02-22 by kevleggat, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24137335@N07/5473136842/"&gt;&lt;img height="281" alt="2011-02-22" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5180/5473136842_00f46d8cf9.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The winter blahs were getting to us (can't you tell from Kevin's face?) so we had to get outta town. We all got to go to St. George for the long weekend (and the kids and I get to stick around til the end of the week).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="2011-02-221 by kevleggat, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24137335@N07/5472544059/"&gt;&lt;img height="357" alt="2011-02-221" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5136/5472544059_2d75fdf044.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been so nice to be able to play outside (Lily and Sam are LOVING it). We've been able to swim and go to the park every day...when do we ever get to do that at home? Thought I could use some of this time to update the blog (since I finally got around to getting photos off my memory card)...we'll see how that goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Recovered Autosave by kevleggat, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24137335@N07/5472490703/"&gt;&lt;img height="386" alt="Recovered Autosave" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5139/5472490703_a8d3662f6e.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of the blog~we tried recreating &lt;a href="http://leggats.blogspot.com/2010/03/just-like-red-rocks-that-surround-this.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; picture from last year...didn't realize we still have a super sad tiny baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. I love Lily's pose at the Jacob Hamblin home...following in her gma's footsteps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.p.s. 2 words: spring. fever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372325282808443368-4401277222782985240?l=leggats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/feeds/4401277222782985240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372325282808443368&amp;postID=4401277222782985240' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/4401277222782985240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/4401277222782985240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/2011/02/s-to-g-2011.html' title='S to the G 2011'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13897885206560861370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R6KmHao9rpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ge95v-IRHyo/S220/IMG_0033rev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5180/5473136842_00f46d8cf9_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372325282808443368.post-8820613367667160515</id><published>2011-02-09T12:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T12:18:08.664-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2.9.09</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;2 years ago today, outside it looked like this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/TVL0pkmYkyI/AAAAAAAABLg/NeGI8ZQm4bQ/s1600/244222-R1-05-32A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 270px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571784684047209250" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/TVL0pkmYkyI/AAAAAAAABLg/NeGI8ZQm4bQ/s400/244222-R1-05-32A.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and my feet looked like this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/TVL0ps0e3-I/AAAAAAAABLY/ZczIUG90H2k/s1600/244222-R1-09-28A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 270px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571784686253826018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/TVL0ps0e3-I/AAAAAAAABLY/ZczIUG90H2k/s400/244222-R1-09-28A.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;until this perfect baby boy was born&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/TVL0aB9vIuI/AAAAAAAABLQ/3wjt8flxVuk/s1600/244222-R1-01-36A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 270px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571784417051878114" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/TVL0aB9vIuI/AAAAAAAABLQ/3wjt8flxVuk/s400/244222-R1-01-36A.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(and his feet looked like this):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/TVL0ZyvC3sI/AAAAAAAABLI/4MvOtRORnfw/s1600/244223-R1-10-12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 291px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571784412963724994" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/TVL0ZyvC3sI/AAAAAAAABLI/4MvOtRORnfw/s400/244223-R1-10-12.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and I fell in love with this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/TVL0Zzzr7UI/AAAAAAAABLA/VCIRG6hbwvQ/s1600/244223-R1-09-11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 270px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571784413251628354" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/TVL0Zzzr7UI/AAAAAAAABLA/VCIRG6hbwvQ/s400/244223-R1-09-11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and that it made our family look like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/TVL0ZXe1xlI/AAAAAAAABK4/ZJpfxFDbqvM/s1600/244223-R1-02-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 270px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571784405648000594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/TVL0ZXe1xlI/AAAAAAAABK4/ZJpfxFDbqvM/s400/244223-R1-02-4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; I love you Samuel Officer, and I'm grateful every day you born into our family.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/TVL0ZTi0g1I/AAAAAAAABKw/ls5vXTwhPbw/s1600/244223-R1-03-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 270px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571784404590953298" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/TVL0ZTi0g1I/AAAAAAAABKw/ls5vXTwhPbw/s400/244223-R1-03-5.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Happy 2nd Birthday.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372325282808443368-8820613367667160515?l=leggats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/feeds/8820613367667160515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372325282808443368&amp;postID=8820613367667160515' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/8820613367667160515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/8820613367667160515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/2011/02/2909.html' title='2.9.09'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13897885206560861370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R6KmHao9rpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ge95v-IRHyo/S220/IMG_0033rev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/TVL0pkmYkyI/AAAAAAAABLg/NeGI8ZQm4bQ/s72-c/244222-R1-05-32A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372325282808443368.post-1201431246890547172</id><published>2011-01-13T15:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T23:32:23.247-08:00</updated><title type='text'>decade</title><content type='html'>10 years ago today, Kevin and I went on our first date. Well, not really our first date, but our first REAL date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561817774752965762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 293px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/TS-LzGGapII/AAAAAAAABJ0/8SUO9zWY9Ig/s400/tullis130.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Here we are 15 years ago-at our senior homecoming dance...but not together (obviously). Though we did almost date the summer before this (and the fall before that). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kevin and I knew each other for almost 8 years before we really started dating. It only took us 8 months to get married after that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561814411843978722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/TS-IvWSbxeI/AAAAAAAABJs/WcCLMteEV0E/s400/tullis127.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;9.13.01&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I tend to get sentimental about insignificant dates and details that don't really matter to anyone else, but ten years ago today is a night I will never forget. It was like for the first time ever we were able to give the idea of us dating a chance. We almost-uh, sorta-dated before that, but for one reason or another it wouldn't work out. I know now it was just a matter of timing for which I am grateful because I think we both had to learn a thing or two before we ended up together.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561939176300624914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/TS_6NmG6PBI/AAAAAAAABJ8/vHQByJJ8T0E/s400/GetAttachment%255B2%255D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I love you Kevin.  I love that we really are best friends (with benefits?!?!?! you love it.).  I have loved the last 10 years--wow, that sounds like so long.  But now we've known each other for longer than we haven't.  I can't imagine life without you.  Here's to many more decades together.  xoxoxoxo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372325282808443368-1201431246890547172?l=leggats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/feeds/1201431246890547172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372325282808443368&amp;postID=1201431246890547172' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/1201431246890547172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/1201431246890547172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/2011/01/decade.html' title='decade'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13897885206560861370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R6KmHao9rpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ge95v-IRHyo/S220/IMG_0033rev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/TS-LzGGapII/AAAAAAAABJ0/8SUO9zWY9Ig/s72-c/tullis130.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372325282808443368.post-679199183116997918</id><published>2011-01-02T12:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T12:20:10.477-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is anyone else...</title><content type='html'>...ready for school to start again?  Because I think I am (and I'm pretty sure my girl is too).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a title="2010-12-16 by kevleggat, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24137335@N07/5317289530/"&gt;&lt;img height="386" alt="2010-12-16" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5086/5317289530_b2b670b9dc.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Christmas was wonderful--one of the best yet.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;New Year's resolution #853:  get the blog back in business.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you're wondering why Lily isn't in the group shot with Santa, it's because she was hungry and just wanted to eat her special lunch (see above).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wishing you all the best in 2011!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372325282808443368-679199183116997918?l=leggats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/feeds/679199183116997918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372325282808443368&amp;postID=679199183116997918' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/679199183116997918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/679199183116997918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/2011/01/is-anyone-else.html' title='Is anyone else...'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13897885206560861370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R6KmHao9rpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ge95v-IRHyo/S220/IMG_0033rev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5086/5317289530_b2b670b9dc_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372325282808443368.post-6604914237744424536</id><published>2010-10-16T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T22:51:16.834-07:00</updated><title type='text'>call the exterminator</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;We have a mouse in our house....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a title="2010-10-15 by kevleggat, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24137335@N07/5088073249/"&gt;&lt;img height="457" alt="2010-10-15" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4152/5088073249_73a4a7b57d_z.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and I simply can't imagine why. It's grossing me out big time-I can't even walk into my kitchen without crunching up my toes. And now tonight Kevin saw it in our front room. Guess I'm going to have to camp out in my bed until it's caught (or at least seal up the chips and put them somewhere Sammy can't reach).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other rodent news...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a title="2010-10-151 by kevleggat, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24137335@N07/5088672188/"&gt;&lt;img height="457" alt="2010-10-151" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4107/5088672188_01f7061238_z.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;...have you seen my son's hair? Yes, that would be a faux hawk/rats tail combo he's sporting. Maybe our pre-children agreement that Kevin could have control over the boys' hair wasn't such a good idea after all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Sammy's sort of rockin it, and I think he can pretty much handle whatever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-3d12dd8a2b5545f3" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3d12dd8a2b5545f3%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331225776%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D83E05F2E81B40C41FD167EE4A23F6C2241924B68.326896A5AC5CA0BFD0B5D804F96F4D03038878E2%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3d12dd8a2b5545f3%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D23Cv5smaGVyG3FcZTA6pTutVy9c&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3d12dd8a2b5545f3%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331225776%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D83E05F2E81B40C41FD167EE4A23F6C2241924B68.326896A5AC5CA0BFD0B5D804F96F4D03038878E2%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3d12dd8a2b5545f3%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D23Cv5smaGVyG3FcZTA6pTutVy9c&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;...that kid is quite the animal.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372325282808443368-6604914237744424536?l=leggats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/feeds/6604914237744424536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372325282808443368&amp;postID=6604914237744424536' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/6604914237744424536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/6604914237744424536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/2010/10/call-exterminator.html' title='call the exterminator'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13897885206560861370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R6KmHao9rpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ge95v-IRHyo/S220/IMG_0033rev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4152/5088073249_73a4a7b57d_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372325282808443368.post-1479448216331147902</id><published>2010-10-05T20:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T21:06:48.398-07:00</updated><title type='text'>beware</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/TKvzJ-5f7oI/AAAAAAAABEs/UJU5nSCvUnE/s1600/IMG_7371.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524776720728583810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/TKvzJ-5f7oI/AAAAAAAABEs/UJU5nSCvUnE/s400/IMG_7371.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;do not be fooled by the cuteness of this boy.  he single handedly got every single person he was in contact with this weekend sick.  i mean, puking their guts out sick.  he must have {evil} superpowers...seduces his victims with those irresistable dimples and then leaves them sleepless and helpless with only a throw up bucket as proof he was there.  girls...considered yourself warned--you're not going to want to mess with this one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and p.s.  i'm so so so so sorry to everyone in my family (especially the pregnant woman and children) that sammy got you sick.  xoxoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372325282808443368-1479448216331147902?l=leggats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/feeds/1479448216331147902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372325282808443368&amp;postID=1479448216331147902' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/1479448216331147902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/1479448216331147902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/2010/10/beware.html' title='beware'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13897885206560861370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R6KmHao9rpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ge95v-IRHyo/S220/IMG_0033rev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/TKvzJ-5f7oI/AAAAAAAABEs/UJU5nSCvUnE/s72-c/IMG_7371.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372325282808443368.post-5767458181297229299</id><published>2010-10-04T20:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T21:32:57.959-07:00</updated><title type='text'>that's what i'm talkin about</title><content type='html'>conference was just what i needed this weekend. that &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8w1zMRJ-Sq4&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;dieterminator&lt;/a&gt; is the best...felt like his talk was just for me (especially since it was right in line with what i was getting at in my last post).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524397595270754370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/TKqaV-gisEI/AAAAAAAABEI/x3IejZJqNms/s400/IMG_7286.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;how many redheads {+ kevin} can you fit in an elevator?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;got to spend some time with these guys...whenever we do get together, it always feels like it's been way too long since the last time we were together. so happy that heather has moved home from new york after an amazing, exciting, movie-like year. can't wait for dave and his family to move from flagstaff to midway after christmas. i am grateful every day for my family...i feel so lucky that they are my best friends.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524400122900275618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/TKqcpGqYYaI/AAAAAAAABEQ/jJqUDRa1tV8/s400/IMG_7283.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;cousins-april 2010. next year about this time tim &amp;amp; holly's baby girl will join the bunch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;we even got to have max sleepover with us last night. lily wanted him to sleep right next to her in her teeny tiny toddler bed (that she has just about outgrown). i told her they wouldn't both fit-the next thing i knew they were snuggled up together saying "see?!?!? we do both fit!". i made a bed on the floor right next to her...just in case (and when i went to check on them later, lily's was sprawled out on the bed and max was on the ground). in the morning lily said to kevin (while still half asleep), "daddy-max fell off the bed"....yes, i'm sure that's what happened.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524404905308268162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 305px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/TKqg_ehTJoI/AAAAAAAABEk/TxdILmR54Kg/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;my grandpa, hildebrand cousins, siblings, rachel &amp;amp; me at wheeler farm-1987ish? grandpa flet free and started the tractor...most embarrassing thing in the world for his grandkids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;we had to say goodbye to cousins today and as they drove away, lily could not control the tears. reminded me of when rachel moved to washington and i honestly didn't know what i was going to do without her (i still feel like that now by the way--good thing she lives a little bit closer now).  in the words of elder uchtdorf,  "in family relationships, love is spelled t-i-m-e".  i love the time i get to spend with all of my family...best times of my life with the best people in the world.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-fb2ebbfc6a167e25" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dfb2ebbfc6a167e25%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331225776%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D58F8B8BC14E8966C851E39A0AF61AE4C96563E79.69553B6C3CEB5B48018C3457262587489007B357%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dfb2ebbfc6a167e25%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DbqeX9EJ2tDH1kt2Y43ONq3CG56w&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dfb2ebbfc6a167e25%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331225776%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D58F8B8BC14E8966C851E39A0AF61AE4C96563E79.69553B6C3CEB5B48018C3457262587489007B357%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dfb2ebbfc6a167e25%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DbqeX9EJ2tDH1kt2Y43ONq3CG56w&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sammy's fake sneezing (and one of his first words)-april 2010&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;p.s. i wish that sammy sickness the last few days was more like this video...but instead it's been nothin but grossness coming out both ends. it's a good thing he's so darn cute...i've just about had enough with his smelliness.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372325282808443368-5767458181297229299?l=leggats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/feeds/5767458181297229299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372325282808443368&amp;postID=5767458181297229299' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/5767458181297229299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/5767458181297229299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/2010/10/thats-what-im-talkin-about.html' title='that&apos;s what i&apos;m talkin about'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13897885206560861370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R6KmHao9rpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ge95v-IRHyo/S220/IMG_0033rev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/TKqaV-gisEI/AAAAAAAABEI/x3IejZJqNms/s72-c/IMG_7286.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372325282808443368.post-1594381710307381818</id><published>2010-10-01T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T10:36:47.685-07:00</updated><title type='text'>remember us?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/TKYMm-PEGBI/AAAAAAAABDs/nZWNKgfhKso/s1600/02600008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/TKYMm-PEGBI/AAAAAAAABDs/nZWNKgfhKso/s400/02600008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;it's been awhile.  okay, it's been like...forever.  and to make matters worse the most recent photo downloaded on my computer is from 3 months ago.  but we are still alive and kickin...and have many things to catch up on.  but more than likely they won't be...but we can at least go forward.  so....it's october now.  last time i posted anything was the beginning of march.  much has happened since then, but nothing too life altering or out of this world.  but i'm just realizing that i'm losing a lot of little moments in the mean time that i don't want to forget.  so i'm making my way back to the blogiverse (thanks to a friendly nudge from some book clubbers that shall remain nameless :) ). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a little snapshot of life right now (friday, 10.1.10 10:30 am): &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kevin&lt;/strong&gt; is in daybreak at his new job with rio tinto where he is now working as a senior analyst.  it's been a busy month or so but hopefully things will calm down soon.  he may or may not have left early this morning to play tennis with some co-workers...can't remember what time it was when he kissed me good-bye while i was still asleep.  it's been a great job--we feel very fortunate for the way things lined up so that kevin could be where he is now (and our parents are pretty glad we didn't move their grandbabies across the country like we thought we might).  when he does have spare time, he's usually watering the grass in our new backyard, updating music on the radio cure (check it out on facebook if you're not already a total fan), or playing the latest halo game i gave him for our 9th anniversary (best. wife. ever. but...he's not so bad himself). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lily&lt;/strong&gt; is sitting next to me at the kitchen counter coloring a picture that will most likely include valenhearts, a princess with high heels, eyelashes and a pointy princess hat, stars, a tulip and flower, and a dectorations in pink and puhple.  she doesn't have school today so she's still wearing ruby's old nightgown but has put on her pink sparkly shoes (even on the right feet).  she's been in preschool since august and loves it...now i don't know what we ever did without it.  she is such a good girl--a good little friend, a great big sister, and a joy to all around her.  i love this girl.  she is my favorite and my best and as sweet as can be (and makes me proud whenever she answers me by saying 'you know it, girl!').&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sammy&lt;/strong&gt; is finally asleep after a third 'ahbah'.  the kid could live off of milk (but only warmed up in a bottle...still).  he's such a silly little guy and you can't say his name without smiling because he's such a cute little stinka.  he is obsessed with cars and especially buses.  he's still as snuggly as can be and demands binky, baba, blankie, and mama when he goes to sleep (or sometimes dada).  he's been saying lots of new words (in his grunty, sigh-ey little voice) and everything he sees is a shock and a wonder to behold.  i love him oh so much...the best little boyfriend i could ever ask for. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i&lt;/strong&gt; should not admit what i am doing right now since i'm still wearing my robe and haven't showered yet.  but i've been feeling a little reflective lately...trying to think of ways to bring more joy into my life.  i think i get caught up (like lots of people) in feeling i deserve this or that to be happy and then feel let down because whatever that was ended up not being fulfilling.  i realized last night that i deserve to have JOY and sometimes obtaining joy takes work instead of instant gratification.  and sometimes you just have to take a look at what you already have to remind yourself just how darn joyful your life already is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy october, hope to see you again real soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372325282808443368-1594381710307381818?l=leggats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/feeds/1594381710307381818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372325282808443368&amp;postID=1594381710307381818' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/1594381710307381818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/1594381710307381818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/2010/10/remember-us.html' title='remember us?'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13897885206560861370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R6KmHao9rpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ge95v-IRHyo/S220/IMG_0033rev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/TKYMm-PEGBI/AAAAAAAABDs/nZWNKgfhKso/s72-c/02600008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372325282808443368.post-2002554130905560328</id><published>2010-03-13T21:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T22:03:05.415-08:00</updated><title type='text'>just like the red rocks that surround this beautiful city</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4043/4431334108_09a271cab1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 500px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4043/4431334108_09a271cab1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to St. George a few weeks ago. It rained the whole time, but the sun did come out right when we were leaving town...just enough time to take some pretty cute photos (well, until the kids had had enough). Still a treat and very fun to go on a little trip (especially in the middle of February--with Kevin!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm ready to go back or go somewhere with some sunshine (anyone else have major spring fever?). One good thing about a snowy spring day though means we got to do some spring cleaning...so much crapola in our closet. One closet half way down, the rest of the house to go. Maybe it is a good thing that groundhog saw his shadow--I's gots a lot to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p.s. for an explanation on the title of this post, please see my hilarious, imaginative husband.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372325282808443368-2002554130905560328?l=leggats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/feeds/2002554130905560328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372325282808443368&amp;postID=2002554130905560328' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/2002554130905560328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/2002554130905560328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/2010/03/just-like-red-rocks-that-surround-this.html' title='just like the red rocks that surround this beautiful city'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13897885206560861370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R6KmHao9rpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ge95v-IRHyo/S220/IMG_0033rev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4043/4431334108_09a271cab1_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372325282808443368.post-9205737712262098495</id><published>2010-02-16T20:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T21:02:15.783-08:00</updated><title type='text'>eye spy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;you can tell i'm tired when i start picking at my eyelashes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;tonight when i was giving sam a bottle, he started picking at his eyelashes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 333px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2756/4364480834_1973ffd855.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(which--with lashes like that--would be very hard to resist)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;kevin and lily were reading this spiderman and friends look-and-find book.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he had taught her all of the characters' names when they read it a few days ago, and she remembered them all and made her daddy proud when she recited them all back (though we're not quite sure what the lizard guy's name is...).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 195px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439062595558197554" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/S3tunP9cSTI/AAAAAAAAAr0/FYFZrsfdT-w/s320/240340_ukZX43ayR0rg5D_YqxtlrKlQC.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's nothing cooler (and weirder) than seeing your some of your own personality traits show up in your kids'. but i guess that's what makes you love them so much-because they quite literally have a part of you.  but these 2 have got me in the figurative sense as well....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;like, big time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 500px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4024/4364570188_127d962886.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p.s. sorry for the lack of blogging and the really old photos.  i need to get all my photos from my memory card onto a disc and then find a computer with space to hold them long enough for me to blog about them.  i know, much more difficult than it needs to be (kind of a theme in my life)...but when i do, i've got much to catch up on.  &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/7372325282808443368-9205737712262098495?l=leggats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/feeds/9205737712262098495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372325282808443368&amp;postID=9205737712262098495' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/9205737712262098495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/9205737712262098495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/2010/02/eye-spy.html' title='eye spy'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13897885206560861370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R6KmHao9rpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ge95v-IRHyo/S220/IMG_0033rev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2756/4364480834_1973ffd855_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372325282808443368.post-1938064708072127028</id><published>2009-12-22T03:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T03:45:29.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'>merry christmas to all...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2787/4206102980_30bdc4e47f_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 700px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 500px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2787/4206102980_30bdc4e47f_b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;... and to all a good night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372325282808443368-1938064708072127028?l=leggats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/feeds/1938064708072127028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372325282808443368&amp;postID=1938064708072127028' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/1938064708072127028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/1938064708072127028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-christmas-to-all.html' title='merry christmas to all...'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13897885206560861370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R6KmHao9rpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ge95v-IRHyo/S220/IMG_0033rev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2787/4206102980_30bdc4e47f_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372325282808443368.post-8099142775188661361</id><published>2009-12-02T22:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T22:54:47.135-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where do you see yourself in 5 years?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I've always dreaded that question in job interviews (maybe because the jobs I interviewed for I hoped wouldn't still be there in 5 years). Five years ago we found out that Kevin had an internship with PricewaterhouseCoopers, and in Salt Lake nonetheless. We were thrilled because it's so tough to even get an internship with one of the big 4 accounting firms, and even more tough to get one in the Salt Lake office (but this of course was no surprise to me---I mean, it's Kevin we're talking about). So for the past five years PwC has pretty much defined our lives...especially with the time commitment that comes along with it. It's been a wonderful company to work for and such a great experience (and Kevin has worked so hard), but we always knew it wouldn't be forever. So it is very surreal to actually say (in true &lt;em&gt;Bachelor&lt;/em&gt; form) that this journey has ended, and a new chapter of life is about to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 329px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410898968891894338" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/Sxdf8axUKkI/AAAAAAAAAqc/pb4eZyD6s2U/s400/IMG_3683-pola.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kevin and Lily at the office 11/19/07&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kevin, I love you. I am so proud of you. And I'm so excited to see what happens next (because I'm pretty sure if YOU put your mind to something, you really can accomplish anything). I think you're amazing and I appreciate all the sacrifices you have made for our family. And you're pretty hot, too. {And with that might I add---will you accept this rose???}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got me thinking about all that's happened over the last five years. It's been a very monumental period of life for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a title="Wordle: last 5" href="http://www.wordle.net/show/wrdl/1406060/last_5"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: #ddd 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #ddd 1px solid; PADDING-BOTTOM: 4px; PADDING-LEFT: 4px; PADDING-RIGHT: 4px; BORDER-TOP: #ddd 1px solid; BORDER-RIGHT: #ddd 1px solid; PADDING-TOP: 4px" alt="Wordle: last 5" src="http://www.wordle.net/thumb/wrdl/1406060/last_5" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here's to what lies ahead!&lt;/strong&gt;&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/7372325282808443368-8099142775188661361?l=leggats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/feeds/8099142775188661361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372325282808443368&amp;postID=8099142775188661361' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/8099142775188661361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/8099142775188661361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/2009/12/where-do-you-see-yourself-in-5-years.html' title='Where do you see yourself in 5 years?'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13897885206560861370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R6KmHao9rpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ge95v-IRHyo/S220/IMG_0033rev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/Sxdf8axUKkI/AAAAAAAAAqc/pb4eZyD6s2U/s72-c/IMG_3683-pola.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372325282808443368.post-7860076268606832425</id><published>2009-11-25T22:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T22:45:52.886-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Highlights</title><content type='html'>Since it is Thanksgiving in an hour, I guess I should post some Halloween photos. Lily wanted to be Sleeping Beauty (I guess we've officially entered the princess years). So I thought it would make sense for Sam to be an owl...it wasn't until the costumes came in the mail that I realized they didn't quite go together (should have done a Briar Rose costume for Lily instead). But anywhooo...it worked out just fine and it was a great Halloween. Lily is really getting the hang of trick-or-treating and is already talking about what she wants us all to be next year (right now she wants to be a swan, and it would be awesome if she stuck with that and we could make her look like Bjork). But for this year, here are some pics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 800px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 619px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2763/4134721311_a7a6a40ca8_b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 800px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 800px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2788/4135482856_b7bfec8cc0_b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Little Haunts" at This Is The Place Heritage Park (where I was once again reminded I would have never survived as a pioneer). Trick-or-treating in a down pour, scary stories from a real witch, a train ride, and a costume parade made for one fun family day. But the highlight for sure was the candy cannon (and then all the candy tasted like gun powder).:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 700px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 550px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2694/4134723277_8c02d6d63d_b.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 700px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 215px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2775/4134774411_6d0a7e586e_b.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;p.s. Sam was really there with us too--just all bundled up in the stroller...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Halloween at the office with dad:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 700px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 700px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2784/4134724283_1a4751b1dc_b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ward Trunk-or-Treat at the church (with a visit from Grandma and Grandpa). Lily didn't want to part with the ladybug Rose ladies. And Beau and Emily made the coolest robot costumes ever! Then we went to Mimi's (where she had some awesome lips that evidently were NOT candy) and did more trick-or-treating:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 700px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 500px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2674/4135485736_ba84982395_b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Needless to say, it was lots of fun and the costumes have already gotten plenty of mileage out of them (stay tuned for photos of Disney on Ice). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Thanksgiving...hope to post photos of that before Christmas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372325282808443368-7860076268606832425?l=leggats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/feeds/7860076268606832425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372325282808443368&amp;postID=7860076268606832425' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/7860076268606832425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/7860076268606832425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/2009/11/halloween-highlights.html' title='Halloween Highlights'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13897885206560861370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R6KmHao9rpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ge95v-IRHyo/S220/IMG_0033rev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2763/4134721311_a7a6a40ca8_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372325282808443368.post-9021621646143232522</id><published>2009-11-18T23:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T23:26:04.732-08:00</updated><title type='text'>11.19.09</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;for my dream man:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 700px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 570px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2684/4116263797_dcbf370c5b_b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;hope it rocks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;love you oh so much&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/7372325282808443368-9021621646143232522?l=leggats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/feeds/9021621646143232522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372325282808443368&amp;postID=9021621646143232522' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/9021621646143232522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/9021621646143232522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/2009/11/111909.html' title='11.19.09'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13897885206560861370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R6KmHao9rpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ge95v-IRHyo/S220/IMG_0033rev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2684/4116263797_dcbf370c5b_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372325282808443368.post-7647331708772011737</id><published>2009-11-12T16:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T09:54:05.609-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ar{mani} you kidding me?!?!?!?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;VOTE FOR MY SISTER!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 211px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403379215469030530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SvyoxKTCrII/AAAAAAAAAqE/Xx7RNwTJCNM/s400/GetAttachment.aspx.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://heathertullisphotography.blogspot.com/"&gt;Heather&lt;/a&gt; entered this photo in an Armani Exchange "Create Your Own Sunglasses Ad" competition.  It has been chosen as one of the Top 10 entries!!!  Now she needs votes to win the top spot and have her ad shown on their website.  Please go to &lt;a href="http://ax.promo.eprize.com/solarstyle/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; website to vote for her!  You have to fill out a little bit of information (just to make sure noone is cheating) and then you can vote for her once a day until Nov. 27th.  Please take the time to vote for her if you can!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hef, I'm so proud of you!  Awesome things are happening for you in NYC!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372325282808443368-7647331708772011737?l=leggats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/feeds/7647331708772011737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372325282808443368&amp;postID=7647331708772011737' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/7647331708772011737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/7647331708772011737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/2009/11/armani-you-kidding-me.html' title='Ar{mani} you kidding me?!?!?!?'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13897885206560861370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R6KmHao9rpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ge95v-IRHyo/S220/IMG_0033rev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SvyoxKTCrII/AAAAAAAAAqE/Xx7RNwTJCNM/s72-c/GetAttachment.aspx.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372325282808443368.post-3055606421501293476</id><published>2009-11-12T09:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T09:46:34.737-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"mi parainfamilia"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2619/4097963155_e6e3f4801a_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 700px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2619/4097963155_e6e3f4801a_b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I went downstairs and found Lily coloring this all by herself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And writing our names (all of which she's figured out by herself).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A perfect family portrait-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;though I'm not quite sure where the kids are (maybe I just don't appreciate her artistic style quite yet). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We may have to use it for Christmas cards this year.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a sidenote, Sammy went to the doctor for his 9 month check up yesterday-which was ironic since he's the healthiest in our family right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;22 pounds 12 ounces of kissable goodness.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We've all been &lt;a href="https://health.google.com/health/ref/Parainfluenza"&gt;sick&lt;/a&gt; this week, and I think we're getting a little sick of being sick.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Perhaps the illness is being represented as the monster in Lily's drawing? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hmmm...maybe I am starting to understand.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372325282808443368-3055606421501293476?l=leggats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/feeds/3055606421501293476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372325282808443368&amp;postID=3055606421501293476' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/3055606421501293476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/3055606421501293476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/2009/11/mi-parainfamilia.html' title='&quot;mi parainfamilia&quot;'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13897885206560861370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R6KmHao9rpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ge95v-IRHyo/S220/IMG_0033rev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2619/4097963155_e6e3f4801a_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372325282808443368.post-2650425073443218322</id><published>2009-11-09T20:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T21:24:19.889-08:00</updated><title type='text'>niner niner</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2710/4091180843_3503e00452_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 700px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 700px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2710/4091180843_3503e00452_b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;november ninth&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the boy is nine months old today&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and as the old saying goes, these last nine months have gone by a lot faster than the nine before that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;right now, some of our sammy boy favorites are:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;the one word he's mastered is 'mama'. depending on his mood and how hungry he is, it can be a sweet 'mama' or an angry 'maaaamaaa!' he's also working on 'bahb' (not sure of the definition yet)and 'whoaa'.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;he loves being close-ever since he was a newborn baby. sometimes he just needs a snuggle or a hand on his face. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;his binkie is his best friend (kevin claims they could sell those things for millions and people would still buy them). he's figured out how to put it in his mouth, and if it's backwards, how to turn it around and put it in the right way.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;that smile and that laugh....and oh, those dimples.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;he is perfectly happy just sitting with toys. he doesn't roll, he doesn't crawl, he just sort of sits. that and...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;he shakes it on command (i'll need to post a video soon).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;he loves to eat big boy food. he eats cheerios by the fistful (and he loves to drink water out of a cup).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;he loves his sister. she was the first to make him laugh and she continues to do so daily.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;we love you sam-o. what did we ever do without you?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372325282808443368-2650425073443218322?l=leggats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/feeds/2650425073443218322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372325282808443368&amp;postID=2650425073443218322' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/2650425073443218322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/2650425073443218322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/2009/11/niner-niner.html' title='niner niner'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13897885206560861370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R6KmHao9rpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ge95v-IRHyo/S220/IMG_0033rev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2710/4091180843_3503e00452_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372325282808443368.post-4874993087121181642</id><published>2009-11-08T21:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T22:14:23.813-08:00</updated><title type='text'>what a special night it is</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2802/4088884802_4d6dc64eff_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 800px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 610px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2802/4088884802_4d6dc64eff_b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"Have sweet dreams, mom"&lt;/span&gt; Lily said tonight as I tucked her in. Followed by what she tells me every night, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"I'll dream about you and you dream about me." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kevin gives Lily the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;'warm blindfold'&lt;/span&gt;...a nice warm washcloth over her eyes along with a hand massage before bed. He asks, "where do you want to go tonight?" and she responds with either the beach or the jungle. Kevin then whispers a story about a little girl who journeys off to distant lands to meet wild creatures and other exciting (yet calm and relaxing) adventures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;this all started as a way to get her to keep a washcloth over her eyes while trying to clear up a stye. she would love to have kevin do this every night, but he has told her it's only for special nights. so pretty much every night she says, 'dad...what a special night it is' in the hopes that he will give in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;We read&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3 books&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;before bed--because Lily is&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3 years old&lt;/span&gt;--&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;but she always wants to read more than&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; (and gets to with new books from the library). &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Then I hear her reading to herself...and after hearing it once, she can pretty much read a whole book by herself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;(picture above is from this summer when Kevin and Lily &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;built a fort in the front room&lt;/span&gt;. and slept in it together--&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;all night&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;bedtime&lt;/span&gt; is the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;best time&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372325282808443368-4874993087121181642?l=leggats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/feeds/4874993087121181642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372325282808443368&amp;postID=4874993087121181642' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/4874993087121181642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/4874993087121181642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-special-night-it-is.html' title='what a special night it is'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13897885206560861370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R6KmHao9rpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ge95v-IRHyo/S220/IMG_0033rev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2802/4088884802_4d6dc64eff_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372325282808443368.post-2583636346556214203</id><published>2009-11-05T09:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T09:45:18.248-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Having one of these days...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 700px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 510px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2781/4078420452_8aa099fc92_b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...where I'd like to just stay in p.j.'s and do nothing today. And I probably would, too--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;if it weren't for this girl:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 375px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 500px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2730/4078419764_a521351bfc.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SvMLbxxS4bI/AAAAAAAAAp8/YMuF52c4fXY/s1600-h/IMG_6403.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Who went in her room, picked out her clothes, and got dressed all by herself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Her shirt was on backwards and she put her pants on upside down &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(and came to me giggling like she had done the funniest thing ever).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And today, it sort of was...and now I'm going to go shower.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372325282808443368-2583636346556214203?l=leggats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/feeds/2583636346556214203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372325282808443368&amp;postID=2583636346556214203' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/2583636346556214203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/2583636346556214203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/2009/11/having-one-of-these-days.html' title='Having one of these days...'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13897885206560861370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R6KmHao9rpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ge95v-IRHyo/S220/IMG_0033rev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2781/4078420452_8aa099fc92_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372325282808443368.post-2997149989806247460</id><published>2009-10-28T21:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T22:17:28.628-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Jo-llis's (or possibly The Tu-nes's)</title><content type='html'>What started with these 4:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397881650244894370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/Sukgwv5yPqI/AAAAAAAAAp0/d8eJQQ9tAEg/s400/untitledr.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;has led to these 17 (and counting):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 700px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 204px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2452/4055022526_b125b0e657_b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry I don't have a photo to capture the awesomeness of the 15 (and counting, eh?) of those of us in the middle.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So...36 people in a 12,000 square foot cabin filled with costumes, crafts and catch phrases=one wacky weekend!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.s. if this makes no sense, blame those twinners in the first picture...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372325282808443368-2997149989806247460?l=leggats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/feeds/2997149989806247460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372325282808443368&amp;postID=2997149989806247460' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/2997149989806247460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/2997149989806247460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/2009/10/jo-lliss-or-possibly-tu-ness.html' title='The Jo-llis&apos;s (or possibly The Tu-nes&apos;s)'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13897885206560861370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R6KmHao9rpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ge95v-IRHyo/S220/IMG_0033rev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/Sukgwv5yPqI/AAAAAAAAAp0/d8eJQQ9tAEg/s72-c/untitledr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372325282808443368.post-4351244065860166414</id><published>2009-10-21T22:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T22:28:27.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i really, really like this boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2467/4033383923_81f8f8ce75_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 500px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2467/4033383923_81f8f8ce75_b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2467/4033383923_81f8f8ce75_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(and i don't think i'm the only one)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/St_prA5urvI/AAAAAAAAApc/9hiyQI4W15E/s1600-h/MVI_6388.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ed1235890dce4e2d" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Ded1235890dce4e2d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331225776%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7D3679D922716496D6A15DD20CD800BD1D2B4F6C.3C5FFA091B381E5B469B216512D3DC664B504A69%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ded1235890dce4e2d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DH0PUGPKOxlESMpj22csUatC9Fa0&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Ded1235890dce4e2d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331225776%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7D3679D922716496D6A15DD20CD800BD1D2B4F6C.3C5FFA091B381E5B469B216512D3DC664B504A69%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ded1235890dce4e2d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DH0PUGPKOxlESMpj22csUatC9Fa0&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px" align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px" align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;photo: 10.2.09 almost 8 months old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px" align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;video: 9.2.09 almost 7 moths old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372325282808443368-4351244065860166414?l=leggats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/feeds/4351244065860166414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372325282808443368&amp;postID=4351244065860166414' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/4351244065860166414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/4351244065860166414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-really-really-like-this-boy.html' title='i really, really like this boy'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13897885206560861370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R6KmHao9rpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ge95v-IRHyo/S220/IMG_0033rev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2467/4033383923_81f8f8ce75_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372325282808443368.post-8064019273641157177</id><published>2009-10-19T22:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T22:22:01.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The San Francisco Treat</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 700px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 700px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2510/4027930793_542d80e48c_o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm a bit behind on the blog (technical difficulties, once again). At the end of August, Kevin and I got to go to San Francisco (like...by ourselves!) to go to my friend Brianne's wedding. Brianne and I grew up 2 houses away from each other, have the same birthday (just mine's a year earlier) and were basically inseparable as kids. Lily keeps asking me to tell her stories about when I was a little girl, and most of them include memories I have with Brianne. We have recently reconnected (through the powers of Facebook) and even though this was the first time I'd seen her in probably 15 years, it was amazing (though cliche sounding) how the years were erased and it was just like old times again. I love this family and this incredible woman and I'm so happy for friendships like this that are never ending (man, I sound old). The wedding was beautiful and amazing (and really, have you ever seen a more perfect bride in your life?). I'm so happy we were able to be a part of such a special day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. it also made for a pretty good excuse for Kevin and I to have a nice weekend away together(thanks mom and dad!) :)&lt;br /&gt;p.p.s. so sad I have crazy, mid-blink eyes in that picture of us...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372325282808443368-8064019273641157177?l=leggats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/feeds/8064019273641157177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372325282808443368&amp;postID=8064019273641157177' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/8064019273641157177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/8064019273641157177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/2009/10/san-francisco-treat.html' title='The San Francisco Treat'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13897885206560861370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R6KmHao9rpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ge95v-IRHyo/S220/IMG_0033rev.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372325282808443368.post-3165988828087251094</id><published>2009-09-20T20:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T21:01:12.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hey dad.....PASS!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2482/3939359011_89f9667cf8_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 824px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 649px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2482/3939359011_89f9667cf8_b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372325282808443368-3165988828087251094?l=leggats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/feeds/3165988828087251094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372325282808443368&amp;postID=3165988828087251094' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/3165988828087251094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/3165988828087251094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/2009/09/hey-dadpass_20.html' title='hey dad.....PASS!!!'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13897885206560861370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R6KmHao9rpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ge95v-IRHyo/S220/IMG_0033rev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2482/3939359011_89f9667cf8_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372325282808443368.post-1983928929088714424</id><published>2009-09-03T21:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T21:55:58.805-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the kids</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2633/3885568775_d05acabded_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 750px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 750px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2633/3885568775_d05acabded_o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3447/3885582469_923a28c292_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 750px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 750px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3447/3885582469_923a28c292_o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2483/3886416364_c6a0d94235_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 750px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 750px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2483/3886416364_c6a0d94235_o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2674/3885644031_6f4cb641e0_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 750px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 750px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2674/3885644031_6f4cb641e0_o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thanks &lt;a href="http://heathertullisphotography.blogspot.com/"&gt;Heather&lt;/a&gt; for taking these beautiful photos and for capturing a little piece of our every day lives. We love them and you (and man, do we love these kids)!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372325282808443368-1983928929088714424?l=leggats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/feeds/1983928929088714424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372325282808443368&amp;postID=1983928929088714424' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/1983928929088714424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/1983928929088714424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/2009/09/kids.html' title='the kids'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13897885206560861370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R6KmHao9rpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ge95v-IRHyo/S220/IMG_0033rev.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372325282808443368.post-600738317479845277</id><published>2009-08-01T21:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T22:17:21.492-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who are the people in your neighborhood?</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;(oh the people that you meet when you're walkin down the street....)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, these are the some of the people we've met in our neighborhood (or Sugarhood--what have you).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 700px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 700px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2532/3774421578_8789de6759_o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have I mentioned before how much we love our ward?  I guess I've had to since they started this blog for us.  We have made such good friends during the last few years we've lived here.  But in some secret meeting unbeknownst to us, they all got together and decided that now that we all get along so well, this would be the perfect time to move away (okay, so maybe there were a few of us uninvited).  But to have a chance to take a moment and say our good-byes &lt;em&gt;(thank you Chris Harrison from the Bachelor for that line)&lt;/em&gt;, we had a barbecue this week over at Liberty Park.  It was a good time including:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bocce ball&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3580/3780107282_ebc57b348e_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 700px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 700px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3580/3780107282_ebc57b348e_o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and fun times for all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2544/3779310601_179af5f101_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 700px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 700px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2544/3779310601_179af5f101_o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the little reasons we love our ward:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3439/3779332113_0938384426_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 700px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 700px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3439/3779332113_0938384426_o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So whether coming or going (or just stickin around like us!), we're so grateful for the friendships we've made and wish everyone the best!&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3589/3779372657_00e6d8c7da_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 700px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 235px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3589/3779372657_00e6d8c7da_o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372325282808443368-600738317479845277?l=leggats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/feeds/600738317479845277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372325282808443368&amp;postID=600738317479845277' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/600738317479845277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/600738317479845277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/2009/08/who-are-people-in-your-neighborhood.html' title='Who are the people in your neighborhood?'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13897885206560861370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R6KmHao9rpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ge95v-IRHyo/S220/IMG_0033rev.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372325282808443368.post-8696382906374889942</id><published>2009-07-29T21:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T22:07:57.109-07:00</updated><title type='text'>silver lining</title><content type='html'>Isn't this an amazing photo by &lt;a href="http://www.sarahsilver.com/"&gt;Sarah Silver&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 535px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 600px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3441/3771367620_b84b6fd71e_o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess who her amazing new intern is?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 375px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2553/3771413914_1eb53a41db.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;congrats Hef...I'm so excited for you!&lt;br /&gt;(love, your #1 fan)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372325282808443368-8696382906374889942?l=leggats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/feeds/8696382906374889942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372325282808443368&amp;postID=8696382906374889942' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/8696382906374889942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/8696382906374889942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/2009/07/silver-lining.html' title='silver lining'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13897885206560861370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R6KmHao9rpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ge95v-IRHyo/S220/IMG_0033rev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2553/3771413914_1eb53a41db_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372325282808443368.post-6466268967142338664</id><published>2009-07-28T23:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T00:19:15.089-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lily's Pre-Ballet Class</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 750px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 750px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3595/3767648311_c5a202f62f_o.jpg" /&gt;Lily took a dance class this summer and it just might have been the cutest thing I've ever seen in my life. Monday was Parent's Observation Day so we got to go watch her in action during her last day of class. Lily loved this class and got excited every Sunday night because when she woke up the next day it was going to be time for 'dance class-ons' (since I kept saying dance class &lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt; dance lessons). Lily never lets me do her hair, but always would sit extra still and let me do her hair like a ballerina (but not to worry, it always came out the minute we're back in the car). It's the first time she's been in a class where I haven't been there to guide her and make sure she was comfortable. The first day we got there, she took her shoes off, sat down in the circle of little girls and joined right in. I loved watching her little face look around at the other girls-I can only imagine her thinking 'hey, you guys like to dance just like me!'. And the best is when she would catch a glimpse of herself in the mirror-I could tell she thought she was pretty special (or maybe I just think that because one day on the way to class she told me, "oh, I apposogot to look in the mirror at how cute I am!" I assured her she'd be able to once she got there). I don't know...what can you say about little 3-5 year olds trying to figure out coordination? Here's a snipet:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-8275e71944554b52" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8275e71944554b52%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331225776%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D72ACE3DAC2C9A6D17A94B27D013458D79DFA5067.1D996364382DFC7D5719CE4748A0167861A990C0%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8275e71944554b52%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DiYVpTWafWeiND7aNCWyB3BeMto8&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8275e71944554b52%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331225776%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D72ACE3DAC2C9A6D17A94B27D013458D79DFA5067.1D996364382DFC7D5719CE4748A0167861A990C0%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8275e71944554b52%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DiYVpTWafWeiND7aNCWyB3BeMto8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks to Miss Kim for being a wonderful teacher. And a big thank you to some of her adoring fans for coming...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363772397597711602" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/Sm_yk77bXPI/AAAAAAAAAo4/Oo7FK0hlPCA/s400/IMG_6282.JPG" /&gt; ...who (along with the girl's parents) just might have been laughing and smiling themselves to tears while watching.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372325282808443368-6466268967142338664?l=leggats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=8275e71944554b52&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/feeds/6466268967142338664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372325282808443368&amp;postID=6466268967142338664' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/6466268967142338664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/6466268967142338664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/2009/07/lilys-pre-ballet-class.html' title='Lily&apos;s Pre-Ballet Class'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13897885206560861370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R6KmHao9rpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ge95v-IRHyo/S220/IMG_0033rev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/Sm_yk77bXPI/AAAAAAAAAo4/Oo7FK0hlPCA/s72-c/IMG_6282.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372325282808443368.post-3378750790328640985</id><published>2009-07-24T14:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T14:35:46.857-07:00</updated><title type='text'>rah tah da da duh rah tah da da duh rah tah da da duh duh</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 500px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2655/3752652709_d39dc99fac.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sista sista Heather moved to NYC 2 weeks ago.  Before she left, we had a New York, New York Bon Voyage BBQ with hot dogs, pizza (gross combo), cheesecake, and apples (get it, like the big apple?) to send her on her way.  And what better way to celebrate than to eat all that New York inspired crap and karaoke show tunes?  I promise there were more people than just us and my parents there, just didn't get more photos.  I'm so proud of Heather for going to New York and already she's doing awesome.  I'm sure there will be lots of amazing photos to post from there soon!  Love you Hefe!  Miss you already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s.  pretty obvious that Samo is heartbroken to see his auntie go (with first his look of shock at the news and then pure sadness when reality set in)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.p.s.  I have had the 'start spreadin' the news' song stuck in my head for 2 weeks straight...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372325282808443368-3378750790328640985?l=leggats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/feeds/3378750790328640985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372325282808443368&amp;postID=3378750790328640985' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/3378750790328640985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/3378750790328640985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/2009/07/rah-tah-da-da-duh-rah-tah-da-da-duh-rah.html' title='rah tah da da duh rah tah da da duh rah tah da da duh duh'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13897885206560861370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R6KmHao9rpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ge95v-IRHyo/S220/IMG_0033rev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2655/3752652709_d39dc99fac_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372325282808443368.post-6898515293605774569</id><published>2009-07-15T21:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T10:36:18.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>these boots were made for walkin'</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 383px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2448/3726018236_c756eef4ce.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;...or even better for running&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-da7f79663a1b9ea" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0da7f79663a1b9ea%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331225776%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5F96BC3A97D3779936EB88DC5A5829CF5F4514A9.65E6DDD9609F39A63A687D1109D7CE9DA812EE7C%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dda7f79663a1b9ea%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DfyGC_YjdTQp3q_jhd0cRbaWqu5Q&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0da7f79663a1b9ea%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331225776%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5F96BC3A97D3779936EB88DC5A5829CF5F4514A9.65E6DDD9609F39A63A687D1109D7CE9DA812EE7C%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dda7f79663a1b9ea%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DfyGC_YjdTQp3q_jhd0cRbaWqu5Q&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously, how cute are these girls? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 379px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2505/3726058160_456a85dcd1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;might even give these ones a run for their money!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358934476078242114" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/Sl7Cg1082UI/AAAAAAAAAog/dFK5i6tnczE/s400/IMG_6152.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;(but ladies, no need for tears~the All-American Cutie is here for y'all--if you can squeeze him out of that Bumpo)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358938670196783250" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/Sl7GU-Iu-JI/AAAAAAAAAoo/9AUVZferMXk/s400/IMG_6121.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372325282808443368-6898515293605774569?l=leggats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/feeds/6898515293605774569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372325282808443368&amp;postID=6898515293605774569' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/6898515293605774569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/6898515293605774569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/2009/07/these-boots-were-made-for-walkin.html' title='these boots were made for walkin&apos;'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13897885206560861370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R6KmHao9rpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ge95v-IRHyo/S220/IMG_0033rev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2448/3726018236_c756eef4ce_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372325282808443368.post-2957274190508314407</id><published>2009-06-21T22:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T23:02:08.334-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dad's day</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3350/3649824722_960c74210c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 375px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3350/3649824722_960c74210c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; to one fantastic father &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p.s.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 252px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2435/3649072811_6c5f109846.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we think these two are pretty great as well&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/7372325282808443368-2957274190508314407?l=leggats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/feeds/2957274190508314407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372325282808443368&amp;postID=2957274190508314407' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/2957274190508314407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/2957274190508314407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/2009/06/dads-day.html' title='dad&apos;s day'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13897885206560861370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R6KmHao9rpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ge95v-IRHyo/S220/IMG_0033rev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3350/3649824722_960c74210c_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372325282808443368.post-4711834450357104327</id><published>2009-06-02T08:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T08:27:10.332-07:00</updated><title type='text'>li'l red riding hood</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SiVDIc6rFqI/AAAAAAAAAoY/51l13hp9wbk/s1600-h/Trail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342750345425262242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 132px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SiVDIc6rFqI/AAAAAAAAAoY/51l13hp9wbk/s400/Trail.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Seriously...how lucky am I to have a talented photographer for a sister who just happens to need a cute little girl for some of her photoshoots?&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;a href="http://heathertullisphotography.blogspot.com/"&gt;Heather&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;'s latest word for her&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://wordstoshootby.blogspot.com/"&gt;Words to Shoot By&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;project was&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TRAIL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;.  I love these images of Lily leaving little bread crumbs--sort of a mix between Little Red Riding Hood and Hansel and Gretel.  I think they're beautiful--thanks again Hefe!&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/7372325282808443368-4711834450357104327?l=leggats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/feeds/4711834450357104327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372325282808443368&amp;postID=4711834450357104327' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/4711834450357104327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/4711834450357104327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/2009/06/lil-red-riding-hood.html' title='li&apos;l red riding hood'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13897885206560861370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R6KmHao9rpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ge95v-IRHyo/S220/IMG_0033rev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SiVDIc6rFqI/AAAAAAAAAoY/51l13hp9wbk/s72-c/Trail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372325282808443368.post-735739223121306679</id><published>2009-05-31T22:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T22:19:00.272-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Somewhere over the rainbow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3344/3584590280_438207c199.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 416px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3344/3584590280_438207c199.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...even better than a pot of gold&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/7372325282808443368-735739223121306679?l=leggats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/feeds/735739223121306679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372325282808443368&amp;postID=735739223121306679' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/735739223121306679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/735739223121306679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/2009/05/somewhere-over-rainbow.html' title='Somewhere over the rainbow'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13897885206560861370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R6KmHao9rpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ge95v-IRHyo/S220/IMG_0033rev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3344/3584590280_438207c199_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372325282808443368.post-1012586937701619377</id><published>2009-05-22T16:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T21:30:15.922-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Presidential Power</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-41bd4f1b8fb0c734" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D41bd4f1b8fb0c734%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331225776%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D79710D730909D8810BBE594A21CB03137942848F.6DD25A61B57DD70C80F34C08E5A623099EF454CB%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D41bd4f1b8fb0c734%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DyN6uaTtAq_Ikjf2maQI1AzPfNAw&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D41bd4f1b8fb0c734%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331225776%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D79710D730909D8810BBE594A21CB03137942848F.6DD25A61B57DD70C80F34C08E5A623099EF454CB%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D41bd4f1b8fb0c734%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DyN6uaTtAq_Ikjf2maQI1AzPfNAw&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I wish I could claim that I had something to do with this (because I think it's pretty darn clever), but the girl came up it on her own. One day I heard her playing in her room and she was trying really hard to do something and well...it stuck. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3556/3556009442_5bc3ca28f6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 375px" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3556/3556009442_5bc3ca28f6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3556/3556009442_5bc3ca28f6.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hope you have a great Memorial Day Weekend (and if you're having a hard time pulling those weeds--you know what to do).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372325282808443368-1012586937701619377?l=leggats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=41bd4f1b8fb0c734&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/feeds/1012586937701619377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372325282808443368&amp;postID=1012586937701619377' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/1012586937701619377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/1012586937701619377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/2009/05/presidential-power.html' title='Presidential Power'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13897885206560861370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R6KmHao9rpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ge95v-IRHyo/S220/IMG_0033rev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3556/3556009442_5bc3ca28f6_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372325282808443368.post-6805567895830955333</id><published>2009-05-18T14:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T16:06:30.228-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5.18.09</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2191/3544245794_e57146ea18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 500px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2191/3544245794_e57146ea18.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt; hope it's filled with yummy treats and sweet surprises&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;we love you!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/7372325282808443368-6805567895830955333?l=leggats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/feeds/6805567895830955333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372325282808443368&amp;postID=6805567895830955333' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/6805567895830955333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/6805567895830955333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/2009/05/51809.html' title='5.18.09'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13897885206560861370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R6KmHao9rpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ge95v-IRHyo/S220/IMG_0033rev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2191/3544245794_e57146ea18_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372325282808443368.post-1691176731470512797</id><published>2009-05-06T21:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T22:59:48.354-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what a blessing</title><content type='html'>We were finally able to have a blessing for our baby boy...had the wait been much longer, he may have needed to sit in a chair. The fellas got a workout holding this 16 pounder, but it was a beautiful blessing and we were so happy to have a chance to celebrate the arrival of our Sam. He is such a blessing to us-such a sweet baby boy that we are so lucky to have as part of our family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#339999;"&gt;my 2 handsome boys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 500px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3323/3508897449_29ce14c811.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;With a name like Officer, the sailor hat was only fitting (though he doesn't seem to like it so much)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 500px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3373/3509680856_3d7320a67d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Some of our blessings that were with us that day...thanks for being with us on Sammy's special day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 500px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3623/3509781498_5fb21edca6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.s. what are the chances that 4 cute girls all show up with the exact same dress completely unplanned??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332952078358108018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SgJzqPq3V3I/AAAAAAAAAoI/knNGiTv7okg/s320/IMG_5791.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.p.s. what are the chances that 2 grown men show up with matching outfits as well (being pink paisley ties and pink cuff links)????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332952077626739986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SgJzqM8fjRI/AAAAAAAAAoA/RDK5sNJbuaU/s320/IMG_5789.JPG" border="0" /&gt;whether or not this one was planned is questionnable...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372325282808443368-1691176731470512797?l=leggats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/feeds/1691176731470512797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372325282808443368&amp;postID=1691176731470512797' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/1691176731470512797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/1691176731470512797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-blessing.html' title='what a blessing'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13897885206560861370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R6KmHao9rpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ge95v-IRHyo/S220/IMG_0033rev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3323/3508897449_29ce14c811_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372325282808443368.post-9191833579322237914</id><published>2009-04-24T22:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T23:10:19.791-07:00</updated><title type='text'>easter '09</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3659/3472036105_ec9b90ce41.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 500px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3659/3472036105_ec9b90ce41.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;some easter highlights:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;going to the bees stadium for an easter egg hunt with 20,000 eggs (along with about 20,000 other people)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;dying eggs at mimi's (although mine always end up weird colors...see if you can guess which ones i did--hint: they did not end up looking like &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sharonh.com/egging/blog/archives/images/marthaStewart.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;as my sister's did)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the 18th annual easter egg hunt at grandma and grandpa leggat's (along with a delicious easter feast, of course)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;going on an 'egg'streme hunt at mimi's (since by the time we got there on easter it was dark outside)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and did you notice my scary-i mean awesomely creative-easter snack i made for lily?  she wouldn't eat it...wonder why......&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372325282808443368-9191833579322237914?l=leggats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/feeds/9191833579322237914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372325282808443368&amp;postID=9191833579322237914' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/9191833579322237914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/9191833579322237914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter-09.html' title='easter &apos;09'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13897885206560861370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R6KmHao9rpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ge95v-IRHyo/S220/IMG_0033rev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3659/3472036105_ec9b90ce41_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372325282808443368.post-6113475994658079153</id><published>2009-04-20T15:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T15:16:31.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>play</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SezzZfKmNhI/AAAAAAAAAno/KYHJwGqhIUs/s1600-h/play_heather.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326900078460679698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 194px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SezzZfKmNhI/AAAAAAAAAno/KYHJwGqhIUs/s400/play_heather.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My amazingly talented sister &lt;a href="http://heathertullisphotography.blogspot.com/"&gt;Heather&lt;/a&gt; just started a project called &lt;a href="http://wordstoshootby.blogspot.com/"&gt;Words to Shoot By&lt;/a&gt; where she and some of her photog friends pick a word and then take photos based on that word.  This week the word was &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;PLAY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;so she took some pictures of Lily dressing up...love them!  &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/7372325282808443368-6113475994658079153?l=leggats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/feeds/6113475994658079153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372325282808443368&amp;postID=6113475994658079153' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/6113475994658079153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/6113475994658079153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/2009/04/play.html' title='play'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13897885206560861370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R6KmHao9rpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ge95v-IRHyo/S220/IMG_0033rev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SezzZfKmNhI/AAAAAAAAAno/KYHJwGqhIUs/s72-c/play_heather.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372325282808443368.post-1469889982893433760</id><published>2009-04-19T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T21:28:47.362-07:00</updated><title type='text'>silly books</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SevxGK_-yZI/AAAAAAAAAng/teF1bPVmozI/s1600-h/IMG_5450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326616072629963154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SevxGK_-yZI/AAAAAAAAAng/teF1bPVmozI/s400/IMG_5450.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Somehow Lily has arranged it so that when we read her stories before bed, we have to read them 'silly'. It would seem the last thing you want to do as a tired parent trying to get kids to bed is have to create a new story out of an existing story and make it different enough to be silly...so Kevin and I compare notes afterwards to see how we can make each book silly without having to recreate it every time (especially since Lily will tell us if we're doing it wrong....am I making sense?). Anywho, I love listening in on Kevin reading silly books to Lily--so far my favorite has been "The Big Blue Turkey" instead of "The Little Red Hen". Or a close second being Disney princess books where he mixes the princesses up (example: Kevin: 'BELLE and the Beast...' Lily cuts in: 'hey, I thought we were going to read this silly!' Kevin: 'oh, I mean.....ARIEL and the Beast....'---she thinks it's hilarious). But for the most part, our silly books end up reminding me of this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hulu.com/watch/61232/saturday-night-live-update-jon-bovi?c=0"&gt;http://www.hulu.com/watch/61232/saturday-night-live-update-jon-bovi?c=0&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372325282808443368-1469889982893433760?l=leggats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/feeds/1469889982893433760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372325282808443368&amp;postID=1469889982893433760' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/1469889982893433760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/1469889982893433760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/2009/04/silly-books.html' title='silly books'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13897885206560861370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R6KmHao9rpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ge95v-IRHyo/S220/IMG_0033rev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SevxGK_-yZI/AAAAAAAAAng/teF1bPVmozI/s72-c/IMG_5450.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372325282808443368.post-1304614672629329967</id><published>2009-04-15T14:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T15:14:05.031-07:00</updated><title type='text'>look familiar?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325041382274734866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 247px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SeZY7IS9mxI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/edJuzhFvvOA/s400/IMG_5659crop.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Sam and Brielle&lt;/span&gt;&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325041388133083570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SeZY7eHs6bI/AAAAAAAAAnY/4e2GX9LbYWg/s400/395-R1-09-11.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Gentry and Lily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so exciting to meet the newest cousin, Brielle on Friday.  We're so happy the third amigo made it here safe and sound (and our Sammy boy looks ginormous next to her!!!).  Sam and Brielle are about 9 weeks apart and their sisters Lily and Gentry are 7 weeks apart which made for total deja vu going to the hospital.  Welcome baby Brielle!  Hooray for cousins!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372325282808443368-1304614672629329967?l=leggats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/feeds/1304614672629329967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372325282808443368&amp;postID=1304614672629329967' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/1304614672629329967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/1304614672629329967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/2009/04/look-familiar.html' title='look familiar?'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13897885206560861370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R6KmHao9rpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ge95v-IRHyo/S220/IMG_0033rev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SeZY7IS9mxI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/edJuzhFvvOA/s72-c/IMG_5659crop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372325282808443368.post-3850462673832878911</id><published>2009-04-01T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T20:51:07.387-07:00</updated><title type='text'>feeling down on your luck?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;I bet rubbing this belly would help...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3425/3406295876_d9d2eed92c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 309px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 500px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3425/3406295876_d9d2eed92c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372325282808443368-3850462673832878911?l=leggats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/feeds/3850462673832878911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372325282808443368&amp;postID=3850462673832878911' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/3850462673832878911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/3850462673832878911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/2009/04/feeling-down-on-your-luck.html' title='feeling down on your luck?'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13897885206560861370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R6KmHao9rpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ge95v-IRHyo/S220/IMG_0033rev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3425/3406295876_d9d2eed92c_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372325282808443368.post-1701937403083102677</id><published>2009-03-25T22:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T23:05:42.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Born to be wild</title><content type='html'>Well, hopefully not too wild.  But one thing's for sure, these two little cousins were born to be best buddies.  Sam and Blake are 5 days apart (oh, and in typing this, I realized I messed up on the notation on the picture...whoopsies).  In Kevin's family there are 15 grandkids (including the one on the way) 12 of which are girls.  It's been so fun to have these 2 little boys born together and we are already loving watching them grow up together, especially since one is tall and skinny and the other is slightly round and chunky (I'm not naming names or anything...).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 147px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3556/3386175995_fc1316934a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;JoLynn and Henry brought Blake to the hospital to meet Sam.  We just laughed and laughed as the two of them just cried and cried...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 183px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3639/3386196535_22361ed8c5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I get to bring Sammy over to see Blake when I go to work, so JoLynn and I love the photoshoots where we just can watch them together (ad just laugh and laugh some more...).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3556/3386175995_fc1316934a.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 285px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3425/3386208639_fc931ee2c8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Can't wait for what's ahead (until they get about 7 or 8 and into trouble........).&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/7372325282808443368-1701937403083102677?l=leggats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/feeds/1701937403083102677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372325282808443368&amp;postID=1701937403083102677' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/1701937403083102677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/1701937403083102677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/2009/03/born-to-be-wild.html' title='Born to be wild'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13897885206560861370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R6KmHao9rpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ge95v-IRHyo/S220/IMG_0033rev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3556/3386175995_fc1316934a_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372325282808443368.post-5710712412052659725</id><published>2009-03-25T21:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T21:37:14.677-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sibs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3593/3386912744_550a475db4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 318px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3593/3386912744_550a475db4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love my siblings.  I don't know how my mom did it with 5 kids in 8 years, but I'm sure glad she did because my siblings are my best friends.  It's been so fun to watch Lily sort of warm up to the idea of having a sibling-it takes some getting used to after being the one and only for a few years.  And Sammy already just loves her.  He smiled for the very first time last week and it was for his big sister.  Every night before Lily goes to sleep she gets 'daddy time' and 'mommy time' where we each read some books with her and spend a minute alone with her.  The other night she said "what about 'Mo time'?".  I put Mo-mo by her on her bed and she just had this cute little look on her face-she loves her little Mo.  And I must say, he is already having to put up with a lot with having a sister--as seen here:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-51aca991e731ce81" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D51aca991e731ce81%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331225776%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D25AFB994F9559355CF8C32FE81C685397262D0C4.735E3C2FEDEDAAFE9263A5B2FD18FB41E25C5C53%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D51aca991e731ce81%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DUC6XJ2ZkP5mdTt5ZYzDC6HHnwms&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D51aca991e731ce81%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331225776%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D25AFB994F9559355CF8C32FE81C685397262D0C4.735E3C2FEDEDAAFE9263A5B2FD18FB41E25C5C53%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D51aca991e731ce81%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DUC6XJ2ZkP5mdTt5ZYzDC6HHnwms&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3593/3386912744_5665a58c53_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember &lt;a href="http://www.britemusic.com/watch-me-sing-1-songbook"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; from your childhood?  This record was a staple of my childhood, and now Lily has discovered and loves it.  She had to put her tutu on and dance to it and made Sammy wear a little tutu also--poor little brother, I don't think it will be the last time.  Don't mind my singing--I get a little carried away in wishing I were Janeen Brady...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372325282808443368-5710712412052659725?l=leggats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=51aca991e731ce81&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/feeds/5710712412052659725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372325282808443368&amp;postID=5710712412052659725' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/5710712412052659725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/5710712412052659725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title='sibs'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13897885206560861370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R6KmHao9rpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ge95v-IRHyo/S220/IMG_0033rev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3593/3386912744_550a475db4_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372325282808443368.post-6164534478756558618</id><published>2009-03-13T13:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T13:24:11.832-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing ever happens on Mars</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/Sbq-fLudbhI/AAAAAAAAAnA/uPRPLH4kDvw/s1600-h/IMG00015-20090307-1112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312768153369800210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/Sbq-fLudbhI/AAAAAAAAAnA/uPRPLH4kDvw/s400/IMG00015-20090307-1112.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;boring...boring...boring...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Kevin took Lily on a Daddy Daughter Date last Saturday.  We started telling her about it earlier in the week because for her the anticipation is almost better than the actual event (in fact, when I asked her what her favorite part was she didn't really have an answer).  She asked almost hourly if now she could go on her daddy daughter date~I told her that on the morning that she woke up and dad was home would be the day (she happened to wake up before Kevin left for work on Thursday and was so excited...whoopsies!).  So we had kind of told her what they would do, but that day she had it all planned out in order for Kevin...they took Trax to Gateway and saw the bubbles (the fountain), went to the planetarium, had lunch at McDonald's, and then got cookies from the cookie store (I might have thrown that one in there to make sure I'd have one brought home for me...).  She had so much fun and can't wait for the next time she gets a special date with her daddy! &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/7372325282808443368-6164534478756558618?l=leggats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/feeds/6164534478756558618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372325282808443368&amp;postID=6164534478756558618' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/6164534478756558618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/6164534478756558618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/2009/03/nothing-ever-happens-on-mars.html' title='Nothing ever happens on Mars'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13897885206560861370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R6KmHao9rpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ge95v-IRHyo/S220/IMG_0033rev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/Sbq-fLudbhI/AAAAAAAAAnA/uPRPLH4kDvw/s72-c/IMG00015-20090307-1112.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372325282808443368.post-7954448635998523065</id><published>2009-03-03T13:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T14:03:01.100-08:00</updated><title type='text'>twosies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Baby #&lt;strong&gt;2&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 375px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 500px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3638/3326941848_fef4168ec5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;wants to eat every &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; hours&lt;br /&gt;gained &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; pounds and grew&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; inches in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; weeks&lt;br /&gt;had projectile #&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; while I was changing his diaper (got all over his crib, sheets, bumper, etc.)... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;twice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;has &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; cute dimples (just like his sister)&lt;br /&gt;is already getting &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; big (?)&lt;br /&gt;has made life &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;twice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; as nice...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/7372325282808443368-7954448635998523065?l=leggats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/feeds/7954448635998523065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372325282808443368&amp;postID=7954448635998523065' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/7954448635998523065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/7954448635998523065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/2009/03/twosies.html' title='twosies'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13897885206560861370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R6KmHao9rpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ge95v-IRHyo/S220/IMG_0033rev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3638/3326941848_fef4168ec5_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372325282808443368.post-2288377707839924564</id><published>2009-03-02T13:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T14:25:43.370-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sam the [little old] man</title><content type='html'>Some photos over the past 3 weeks with the new little dude.  Amanda--this is for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-63.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=2954361355578189923&amp;amp;site=widget-63.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2954361355578189923&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-63.slide.com/p1/2954361355578189923/bb_t001_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2954361355578189923&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-63.slide.com/p2/2954361355578189923/bb_t001_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=2954361355578189923&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-63.slide.com/p4/2954361355578189923/bb_t001_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&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/7372325282808443368-2288377707839924564?l=leggats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/feeds/2288377707839924564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372325282808443368&amp;postID=2288377707839924564' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/2288377707839924564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/2288377707839924564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/2009/03/sam-little-old-man.html' title='Sam the [little old] man'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13897885206560861370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R6KmHao9rpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ge95v-IRHyo/S220/IMG_0033rev.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372325282808443368.post-2991542902737919720</id><published>2009-02-24T10:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T11:25:02.592-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More-o the Sam-o</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SaQ3FP1VGdI/AAAAAAAAAmw/rZCLVGojers/s1600-h/IMG_5470.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306426824238373330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SaQ3FP1VGdI/AAAAAAAAAmw/rZCLVGojers/s400/IMG_5470.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry for not posting more photos of the wee one sooner. My hands have quite literally been full since this little dude wants to be held constantly! But hey, I'm a mom--I can multi-task...if words are misspelled it's because he's resting on my typing hands at the moment! I have really enjoyed having two kids--wasn't sure how the transition would be. People kept telling me it's either having the 2nd or the 3rd that is really hard...so far this has been pretty great and I love what having a new baby has brought to our family~already we wonder what we ever did without him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will post some more photos from home soon, but for some photos of Sammy's birthday check out my sister's &lt;a href="http://heathertullisphotography.blogspot.com/2009/02/samuel-officer-leggat.html"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;. How lucky am I to have an up and coming photographer for a sister that was willing to just hang out at the hospital to take photos? And she did a fabulous job--thanks Heather-you're the best! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A little about the big sister...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lily is doing great and is such a good big sister. Every morning she sees Sam and says, "Mo!!! Oh...his eyes are open! He's so cuuuuute!"and when he cries she says "What's wrong little Mo?" or "It's okay baby brother" or if we're in the other room she says "we better go get Mo". She always helps me by handing me blankets or pacifiers or what have you~I'm tellin ya--I got my hands full! Well, and maybe that's also because she doesn't like it when other people hold Sam...she tells them "that's Mom's baby!". She is just great and I am very proud of her for adjusting so well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;An explanation on the name...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we found out we were having a baby boy, I asked Kevin what names he liked. He just said, "I really like the name Sam". Right then I thought to myself "Oh great, that's it". Kevin doesn't me now though because starting then I fought the name Sam--hated it! I'm sure I told lots of you that I cringed at the thought of the name Sam. But I could never find anything that I loved and Kevin always felt really good about Sam (I'm convinced mostly so he could name his son after Sam Bean of Iron and Wine). That's how I felt the whole time I was pregnant with Lily--that it just should be her name (okay, so maybe I was just jealous that I didn't come up with the name or have the same feeling I did with Lils). So combine all of that (and a little bit of me giving in), and Sam it is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And for the record, none of names on my shortlist would have worked--he's for sure a Sam...well, for the most part. We got so used to calling him Mo--it sort of stuck and we all call him that almost more than we call him Sam. So another reason the name worked is that with Officer for a middle name (which is Kevin's grandfather's middle name--was his mother's maiden name) we can call him Sam-o... We love our little Sam-o!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One more thing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think the reason 2 kids has been so great is because I've had so so so much help! I am so grateful for all the help that family, friends and neighbors have given--I am in awe at the kindness that comes pouring in when a baby is born! Thank you so much~loves to all of you :).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372325282808443368-2991542902737919720?l=leggats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/feeds/2991542902737919720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372325282808443368&amp;postID=2991542902737919720' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/2991542902737919720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/2991542902737919720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/2009/02/more-o-sam-o.html' title='More-o the Sam-o'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13897885206560861370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R6KmHao9rpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ge95v-IRHyo/S220/IMG_0033rev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SaQ3FP1VGdI/AAAAAAAAAmw/rZCLVGojers/s72-c/IMG_5470.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372325282808443368.post-8028481814714053400</id><published>2009-02-14T12:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T12:07:43.442-08:00</updated><title type='text'>so this is love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3359/3279680606_0a1f81a9c3_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 702px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 372px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3359/3279680606_0a1f81a9c3_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3359/3279680606_a2af91a334.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/7372325282808443368-8028481814714053400?l=leggats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/feeds/8028481814714053400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372325282808443368&amp;postID=8028481814714053400' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/8028481814714053400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/8028481814714053400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/2009/02/so-this-is-love.html' title='so this is love'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13897885206560861370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R6KmHao9rpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ge95v-IRHyo/S220/IMG_0033rev.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372325282808443368.post-4797181303441215055</id><published>2009-02-12T08:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T08:44:14.476-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Introducing...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3339/3274724326_56ffa90dfd_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 640px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 426px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3339/3274724326_56ffa90dfd_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Samuel Officer Leggat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#666666;"&gt;February 9, 2009 1:56 p.m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666666;"&gt;8 lbs. 12 oz. 20 inches&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;more photos to come. we're all doing great!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&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/7372325282808443368-4797181303441215055?l=leggats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/feeds/4797181303441215055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372325282808443368&amp;postID=4797181303441215055' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/4797181303441215055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/4797181303441215055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/2009/02/introducing.html' title='Introducing...'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13897885206560861370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R6KmHao9rpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ge95v-IRHyo/S220/IMG_0033rev.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372325282808443368.post-3347487308604519973</id><published>2009-01-23T04:07:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T04:14:40.477-08:00</updated><title type='text'>and they're off!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3340/3220251844_3a3e035d7b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 343px" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3340/3220251844_3a3e035d7b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We were so excited to hear that JoLynn &amp;amp; Henry were expecting at just about the exact same time as us...and then shortly after to find out Bryan &amp;amp; Heidi were too!  This little guy is so lucky to have cousins that will be his same age--we can't wait til they all get here!  Now it's just a race to the finish.  Sorry Heidi, you're not allowed to win this one~don't want Ellie coming too soon.  Now we'll just see if our nameless boy wonder can beat out Blake...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372325282808443368-3347487308604519973?l=leggats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/feeds/3347487308604519973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372325282808443368&amp;postID=3347487308604519973' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/3347487308604519973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/3347487308604519973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/2009/01/and-theyre-off.html' title='and they&apos;re off!'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13897885206560861370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R6KmHao9rpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ge95v-IRHyo/S220/IMG_0033rev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3340/3220251844_3a3e035d7b_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372325282808443368.post-8099827775332524726</id><published>2009-01-07T14:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T09:16:15.879-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Greats of '08</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;***Warning: This became a lot longer and a lot sappier than I originally intended it to be. I guess it's one of those "I use my blog as my journal" posts. Feel free to speed read, scan, or just skip all together!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Looking back over this past year, here's a snap shot of some of the things we'll remember about 2008:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;TOP 8 GREATS OF 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;8. Painting the house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SWZ-o8WAbTI/AAAAAAAAAjo/i9PTenml6QA/s1600-h/lily%27s+2nd+birthday+121.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289054054251523378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SWZ-o8WAbTI/AAAAAAAAAjo/i9PTenml6QA/s400/lily%27s+2nd+birthday+121.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;What an undertaking--our big project for the year was to paint the house, and Kevin did all of this himself with a little help from a paint sprayer. All was going well until the sprayer got clogged and stopped working with one side of the house left to go. Kevin ended up painting the west side of our house with a roller~took him longer to do that one side than the rest of the house put together! His other big project this year was organizing his man shack garage. He made "shells out of sticks" as Lily would say (shelves out of 2x4 and what not) and then spray painted it all black to make a tool bench in the garage~AND he can park his car in there now, too. My favorite part is the "art project" he did with all of his Smith stickers and posters--I'll have to take some photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;7. Our big family vacation: St. George&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SWZ_0w8jWEI/AAAAAAAAAjw/AQv3b6NO8ZU/s1600-h/St.+George+Aug.+08+052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289055356862027842" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SWZ_0w8jWEI/AAAAAAAAAjw/AQv3b6NO8ZU/s320/St.+George+Aug.+08+052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I loves me a vacation. This year, however, we decided to stick close to home with our biggest trip being to St. George in the summer (by the way, this is the only photo I had of the 3 of us and I have some weird look on my face and Lily's eyes are closed--awesome). We were able to go to the cabin quite a few times and Lily and I joined Kevin in Sun Valley twice when he was there for work (she still talks about it--every day she tells me, "Mom, I NEED to go back to Sun Zalley"). With Kevin's busy work schedule and this darn pregnancy, we've really just enjoyed being home. But I'm still hoping we can at least cross a state line or something this year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;6. New Calling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SWaEIZuHKbI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/1WlFH8J3-To/s1600-h/may+days+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289060092271339954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SWaEIZuHKbI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/1WlFH8J3-To/s320/may+days+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SWaC02oRhRI/AAAAAAAAAj4/_6aR-TBGXOI/s1600-h/may+days+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Something I wasn't really expecting and still not quite feeling up to is my calling as our Stake Relief Society Enrichment Counselor. Not exactly sure how I ended up here, but I do know that it was through Heavenly Father hearing my prayers and knowing me personally. After President Hinckley died, I (like lots of people) sort of was reevaluating myself and decided I really needed to try to have the spirit with me more. I fasted on that first Sunday in February for this--and fasting is something I'm not good at (especially after getting out of the habit with pregnancy and nursing). But this Sunday (even though it was Super Bowl Sunday) it was very easy for me and I just felt peaceful all day. Later that week, I got called into the stake president's office and was asked to accept my new calling. I still don't feel like I am the most worthy and certainly not the most knowledgeable for this, but it has been a really great calling for me and just a blessing~I have really enjoyed getting to know and serving with the ladies in my area. The biggest challenge this year was putting together our Women's Conference in May while our president was out of town for a few months...right after we got called--talk about the blind leading the blind! Luckily it turned out really nice...which reminds me~it's almost time to start that all over again! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;5. 360&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289063562913999090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SWaHSa3zaPI/AAAAAAAAAkY/tTDa9KSHBhk/s400/IMG_4316.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;This photo is old lame~there is a new level of lameness in town--and it involves Kevin's new Xbox 360. I'll tell you now, it's the beginning of EPICNESS (or epic nerdiness, if you ask me). Somehow, Kevin westsided his way into getting an Xbox 360 without us having to spend any money for it. So that's what he got this year for his birthday AND Christmas (at least it was cheap, right?). I sometimes forget that I married such a geek...but it's been great fun [for him] so far. More to come on the epic geek night (12 hours of Halo 3) to come...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;4. Working (for mom) and Playing (for Lils)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SWd6pEbHJeI/AAAAAAAAAlM/zybCYGfU91M/s1600-h/IMG_5222.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289331133350618594" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SWd6pEbHJeI/AAAAAAAAAlM/zybCYGfU91M/s200/IMG_5222.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289331136345168146" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SWd6pPlEWRI/AAAAAAAAAlE/AQJkfS5HH0A/s200/IMG_4281.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Around my big 30th birthday this year, I had a bit of an identity crisis...mostly feeling like I needed something more to do to keep me busy. So I started looking for a job and very luckily and gratefully started working for my brother-in-law, Henry. It has been just perfect--I work one day a week for a few hours, and while I get to use my brain for more than just nursery rhymes, Lily gets to spend time with either Grandma or Mimi. It has worked out just great, and I think it's good for all of us, but especially Lily. Whenever I come to pick her up she tells me to go back to work. She is so blessed to have two grandmas that love her so much and how lucky is she to be able to spend one-on-one time with them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;3. Co-op Dinners&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SWfVfFz-OeI/AAAAAAAAAlc/sxv3xF3E5dY/s1600-h/Sept+%2708+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289431017482762722" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SWfVfFz-OeI/AAAAAAAAAlc/sxv3xF3E5dY/s320/Sept+%2708+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Again, a really bad photo, but it has all the elements I needed--Amber and me, our kids, and food. At the beginning of the year, Amber and I decided to start a dinner co-op where we each cook once a week for all of us. And just like that, a guaranteed home cooked meal twice a week (well, for the most part anyway--except when I had to order a pizza a few times...). That in itself is probably the most home cookin' Kevin's had the whole time we've been married. It's not that I don't like to cook, I just really have a hard time doing it for just 2 (and a half) of us. It's been a great way to try cooking new things--even though most of the time my meals turn out like Sunday dinner--and to try all the exotic things Amber makes. Now we've just got to get back in the habit--Kevin's just about had it with bringing home the Wendy's 99 cent menu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;2. How much we love our Lily girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289433580536158770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SWfX0R7hWjI/AAAAAAAAAlk/ILhC8fuMAi8/s400/lily+christmas+08+021+b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Everyday I look at this girl and just feel so lucky that she is a part of our family. She is just about perfect in every way...with a splash of sass. She has this ability to read my every emotion, and won't let me lie if I'm feeling a little off (I get asked at least 5 times a day, "Mom, are you happy?" How could I not be happy with this girl!). My very favorite thing to do with our little family is on weekend mornings when we can bring Lily into bed with us and just snuggle and giggle for a little while. It's going to be strange to go from just the three of us to four-I mean, I know I'll love our baby boy equally, right now it's just hard to imagine when my heart's already so full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;1. We're having baby #2~and it's a boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SWjSiGQes3I/AAAAAAAAAls/u1J-tu85lz8/s1600-h/oh+boy+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289709245583766386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SWjSiGQes3I/AAAAAAAAAls/u1J-tu85lz8/s400/oh+boy+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Ya, that pretty much sums up the year...feels like this pregnancy has lasted forever. But now with just a month to go, I'm hoping to stop with the complaining soon! There's been lots of anticipation, lots of emotion (what, me? emotional?!?), and lots of Subway sandwiches (gross that I craved them!). We're so excited about this new year and this new addition to our family (and not being pregnant anymore!!!). And Mo's getting pretty excited too--I'll tell you what, this boy is a mover and a shaker! Does that mean he'll be all over the place once he's got more room? I guess he is a boy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;2008 was a great year especially because of our great families and friends. Here's wishing everyone a fantastic 2009!&lt;/span&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/7372325282808443368-8099827775332524726?l=leggats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/feeds/8099827775332524726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372325282808443368&amp;postID=8099827775332524726' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/8099827775332524726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/8099827775332524726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/2009/01/greats-of-08.html' title='Greats of &apos;08'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13897885206560861370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R6KmHao9rpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ge95v-IRHyo/S220/IMG_0033rev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SWZ-o8WAbTI/AAAAAAAAAjo/i9PTenml6QA/s72-c/lily%27s+2nd+birthday+121.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372325282808443368.post-1349796584025396116</id><published>2009-01-06T13:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T14:18:23.284-08:00</updated><title type='text'>rock 'n' roll, baby!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3083/3174391893_db4ed37cde.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 375px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3083/3174391893_db4ed37cde.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So far, this girl's a singer.  I'm always surprised at how good Lily is at remembering lyrics to songs.  She gets to spend lots of time at Grandma Leggat's and comes home singing songs I've never heard...and I always say, "must be a Grandma Leggat song".  She loves going over there and playing the piano and singing~especially when she can jam out with her cousin Gentry (as seen in the photo and &lt;a href="http://fivecrazyleggs.blogspot.com/2008/11/rockin-on-synth.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;).  But I especially love it when she remembers songs in her own way...for example:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;"A whole new world!!! A &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Jasmine&lt;/span&gt; place I never knew!"  (The classic Aladdin song with a twist...she sings this really, really high too)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"I'm a mean old witch with a hat.......&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and He has sent me here&lt;/span&gt;" (A combination of a Halloween song she learned from Grandma Leggat and "I am a Child of God")&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"A B C D E F G-H I J K &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;M O U S E&lt;/span&gt;" (abc's and Mickey, of course)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;and my favorite for the holidays:  "Oh Christmas Tree, Oh Christmas Tree...&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I love to see the temple&lt;/span&gt;!"  (the tunes are actually quite similar...)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh, and one other thing I need to document is that Lily loves Coldplay.  Every time we're in the car listening to the radio she says, "Mom!  This is Coldplay!"~sometimes she's right, sometimes she's not, but it always makes me smile.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and p.s. at least Lily has the rocker hairdo--I'm thinking it's time for a bob and some bangs since she only likes her hair "down and cuhly" and will hardly let me brush it.  Any thoughts?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372325282808443368-1349796584025396116?l=leggats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/feeds/1349796584025396116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372325282808443368&amp;postID=1349796584025396116' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/1349796584025396116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/1349796584025396116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/2009/01/rock-n-roll-baby.html' title='rock &apos;n&apos; roll, baby!'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13897885206560861370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R6KmHao9rpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ge95v-IRHyo/S220/IMG_0033rev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3083/3174391893_db4ed37cde_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372325282808443368.post-6344272501294941891</id><published>2008-12-23T15:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T21:53:33.841-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We can hardly stand the wait</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SVF7aXCCPmI/AAAAAAAAAjg/9DgMck5oK1c/s1600-h/08400035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283139530671668834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 265px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SVF7aXCCPmI/AAAAAAAAAjg/9DgMck5oK1c/s400/08400035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Have a wonderful Christmas.  We love you all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="COLOR: rgb(0,153,0)"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&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/7372325282808443368-6344272501294941891?l=leggats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/feeds/6344272501294941891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372325282808443368&amp;postID=6344272501294941891' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/6344272501294941891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/6344272501294941891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/2008/12/we-can-hardly-stand-wait.html' title='We can hardly stand the wait'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13897885206560861370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R6KmHao9rpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ge95v-IRHyo/S220/IMG_0033rev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SVF7aXCCPmI/AAAAAAAAAjg/9DgMck5oK1c/s72-c/08400035.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372325282808443368.post-8083546412686645955</id><published>2008-12-14T20:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T21:18:03.331-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Phat Phamily Photos</title><content type='html'>...and remember, that's phat with a p-h! Okay, so it's been awhile. We've had some technical difficulties, once again. We got a virus that shut the computer down for a bit...that got fixed, but now I still can't download new photos from my camera. So anywho, here are a few from a little photo shoot my sister &lt;a href="http://heathertullisphotography.blogspot.com/"&gt;Heather&lt;/a&gt; did a few weeks ago. It was close to nap time so Lily didn't last too long, but we got a few good ones. Though I don't know why I thought having family photos done while 7 months pregnant was a good idea...oh well, posterity maybe! &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 500px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3204/3109845146_958d358876.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372325282808443368-8083546412686645955?l=leggats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/feeds/8083546412686645955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372325282808443368&amp;postID=8083546412686645955' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/8083546412686645955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/8083546412686645955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/2008/12/phat-phamily-photos.html' title='Phat Phamily Photos'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13897885206560861370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R6KmHao9rpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ge95v-IRHyo/S220/IMG_0033rev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3204/3109845146_958d358876_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372325282808443368.post-1350961181641688247</id><published>2008-11-06T22:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T23:00:13.155-08:00</updated><title type='text'>99 bottles of beer on the wall</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SRPdLFUqDWI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/3IPR9exht0Q/s1600-h/1123153971_92ee68b909.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265795571803360610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 273px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SRPdLFUqDWI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/3IPR9exht0Q/s400/1123153971_92ee68b909.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Root beer, that is. Actually for me it's been more like 99 bottles of Caffeine Free Diet Pepsi lately (which makes you think...what's the point, really?). But the true title of this post should be 99 days until baby bottles...yup, 99 days til this baby boy is due. But who's counting? Oh wait, I totally am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STILL?!?!?! Has this been the longest pregnancy ever for anyone else? I guess I started out with a few misconceptions: 1) I figured that since I'd been through this before, the second go would be easier... 2) Boys are supposed to be easier pregnancies than girls. Neither is true! And nobody warned me about how hard it is to have a toddler (in the heart of the terrible two's) whilst pregnant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, enough complaining. I should be grateful we still have 99 days since I've only bought this little guy one thing. And I panic just about everyday when I try to figure out how this is all going to work...how everything is going to fit...how the Lils is going to nap (it takes her quite awhile to get to chill out--that probably comes as a shock, I'm sure) in the same room as her baby brother...how I'm going to get 2 kids into our car that locks and unlocks by itself..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember being pregnant with Lily and just worrying so much about giving birth or breastfeeding or just having a newborn! But it just happens--like it's happened throughout all generations of time--and you get through it. I know it will be the same with this~we'll get it all figured out and everything will be just fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to meet this little dude. I just wonder what he'll look like (mini Kevin? boy version of Lily? red hair?!?!?). He is so active already~I just imagine him in my belly poking at everything wondering "what does this do? what's that for?". I swear he was trying to watch the Utah football game tonight. He already makes us so happy. Lily is always kissing my stomach and when I say "hey, who's kicking me?" and she says "silly Mo!" (oh, she's decided that we should name him Mo....I think she got it from Wall-E. Her choices are either Mo or Eggo~so for now we call him Mo). It will be so fun to have him in our family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I'm ranting...I did wake up to my first charlie horse this pregnancy the other night. And it's only a matter of time til these feet swell up~aye, aye, aye! Oh well...I can handle it for 99 more days. Besides, after 99 days I'm going to have to figure out a way to get rid of these 9 million pounds I've gained this time around (and still with 99 days to go!!!!!!!!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that's out of my system. So now~99 days to come up with a name....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372325282808443368-1350961181641688247?l=leggats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/feeds/1350961181641688247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372325282808443368&amp;postID=1350961181641688247' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/1350961181641688247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/1350961181641688247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/2008/11/99-bottles-of-beer-on-wall.html' title='99 bottles of beer on the wall'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13897885206560861370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R6KmHao9rpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ge95v-IRHyo/S220/IMG_0033rev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SRPdLFUqDWI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/3IPR9exht0Q/s72-c/1123153971_92ee68b909.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372325282808443368.post-5780144834105650856</id><published>2008-11-04T13:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T16:46:46.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'>and what about all the september moons?</title><content type='html'>well, here's one:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264921805967562338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SRDCfN7nlmI/AAAAAAAAAjA/tUINDSmqwzM/s400/Sept+%2708+062.jpg" border="0" /&gt; So, once again I seem to be having technical difficulities and my camera will not download new photos onto the computer. But I realized I have a bunch of photos from a month (or so...) ago that I never b-logged. So here are some September high-li-lie-la-lie-lie-lie-lie-lights (Kevin-you LOVE it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*************************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 251px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3027/3003988654_398e17be7f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;For our anniversary, Kevin surprised me (okay, after I made him plan something) with a night up at Snowbird. It was the first time I had ever spent a night away from the Lillers (about time, right?! oh, and she loved her sleepover at Mimi &amp;amp; Papa John's). Oktoberfest was going on so that was lots of fun and then we went up the tram for a stargazing adventure that night. It was freezing but fantastic since there was a full moon. There were telescopes set up so we could see many a constellation and a close up on Jupiter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 167px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3027/3003208619_c728d094e7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;************************************************************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 375px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3192/3004133384_b78ae81eb8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For my dad's birthday, we had him take the whole fam to the fair (happy birthday to who?). I don't remember the last time I went to the fair, and to be honest...I wasn't sure how long I'd last. I mean...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;since the safety of the rides is questionable... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3051/3004116904_7fa0d6e2b1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;and I'm allergic to all the animals (though Lily sure liked them)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3011/3004104856_a06f856d73.jpg" border="0" /&gt; what's a girl to do? Why--try all of the greasy fried fair food, of course!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 334px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2228/3003320059_5353c00530.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Well, we couldn't leave without some friendly competition. The fellas duked it out with squirty water guns with the hopes of winning some random stuffed prize. Luckily, Kevin won this turtle for Lily (just don't mention that he was on the kiddie gun preset to win the game).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 500px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3195/3003350715_a321215781.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The only thing that would have made it better was if my dad would have gotten a temporary tattoo with a heart and "Marilee" etched into it. Oh well, maybe next year. It sure was fun to bond with the fam (we just missed Dave and his family!). &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;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264956885887342850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SRDiZI0P2QI/AAAAAAAAAjI/GSCzqrd6RJk/s400/Sept+%2708+047.jpg" border="0" /&gt; ***********************************************************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since I can't do a post without mentioning how great our neighbors are, here are some photos from Amber's 30th birthday bash. We love any excuse to get together with the wardees!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 103px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3183/3003421359_765d4a74fd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(I don't know why these photos are so tiny--I'll try to fix them Amber, I promise!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*************************************************************************************&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And last but not least, here are some cute pictures of Lily and her (2nd?) cousin, Ruby. Rachel and I used to love wearing matching outfits, so when the girls got soaked at the Gateway fountain we HAD to go get them so new clothes to wear. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 500px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3060/3004266332_4927d1e13f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so that's what happened in September. Hopefully I'll finish catching up soon. Story of my life!&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/7372325282808443368-5780144834105650856?l=leggats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/feeds/5780144834105650856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372325282808443368&amp;postID=5780144834105650856' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/5780144834105650856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/5780144834105650856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/2008/11/and-what-about-all-september-moons.html' title='and what about all the september moons?'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13897885206560861370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R6KmHao9rpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ge95v-IRHyo/S220/IMG_0033rev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SRDCfN7nlmI/AAAAAAAAAjA/tUINDSmqwzM/s72-c/Sept+%2708+062.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372325282808443368.post-8060329914771014968</id><published>2008-10-13T13:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T19:58:55.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Man-tag Montage</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3163/2939702542_614d30b178.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="My creation by kevleggat, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24137335@N07/2939702542/"&gt;&lt;img height="500" alt="My creation" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3163/2939702542_614d30b178.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;My sister-in-law &lt;a href="http://davidandmyndie.blogspot.com/"&gt;Myndie&lt;/a&gt; man-tagged me. So here's a little bit about my main man, Kevin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;What is your husbands name? Kevin Michael Leggat (aka Dukester, K-Dawg or if you ask him-Big Ticket)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;How long have you been married? 7 years (oh, and 1 month today!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;How long did you date? ummm....technically/officially I guess 8 months from first date to wedding. But we'd known each other for about 8 years before that. We came close to dating a few times during that time, but I guess the stars hadn't quite aligned yet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;How old is he? 30 (though he will be 31 next month). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Who eats more sweets? Well, since I am a Tullis--that would be me. He claims to not have a sweet tooth, but that's a lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Who said I love you first? I did, and here's why...it was a few days before Valentine's Day and I could tell Kevin was going to wait til then to say it. I thought that was cheesy so I spit it out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Who is taller? He doesn't call himself Big Ticket for nothin---he's 6'2", I'm 5'6".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Who can sing the best? Kevin was president of Men's Ensemble so he totally does. I sing more though with the Lilleroos...I'm perfecting my princess vocals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Who is smarter? I'd like to think we compliment each other. We used to write papers together for our senior english class (I typed while he b.s.'ed) and I did his math homework while we were dating. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Who does the laundry? I do...even if it takes running out of EVERYTHING before I get around to it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Who pays the bills? Me...though he's the accountant of this family. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Who mows the lawn? We only have a little front lawn right now, but Kevin mows it~even with a perdy diagonal pattern to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Who cooks dinner? If dinner gets cooked, it's usually me (thank goodness for the co-op or I'd never cook). Kevin does gracefully call on his way home asking if he needs to pick anything up though.  But when Kevin does cook, it's always fancy shmancy.  Once for Christmas he made me a filet mignon with a reduced red wine sauce and a lobster tail on top with a sprig of rosemary sticking out on top of that.  That's right...he MADE it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Who drives? He usually does when we're together. Lily likes it when daddy drives "sast".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Who is the first to admit when they are wrong? Me, wrong?!? Never!!! We're both a little stubborn, but once we talk it out we both take the blame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Who kissed who first? Kevin. Kissed. Me. It was after we'd been watching a movie with another...friend at my parents' house. He was ever so slowly leaving and kept saying "I can't kiss you" and I said "okay" but low and behold, he gave in (I'm pretty much irresistable I guess).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Who asked who out first? ummm...well the details are a little fuzzy. I guess on our first official date (though it may have been a few years after our first official kiss) I asked him out. The family I nannied for had some tickets to the opera they couldn't use so they gave them to me. If you want to know details, it was "Rigoletto". I spent the day trying to find something to wear (what do you wear to the opera if you don't want sequins?) and then picked Kevin up at his parents' house in the (mine at the time) silver buggy car. Marin answered the door and I was surprised that she didn't know who I was because I felt like I knew his family pretty well (but mostly just from group events, I guess). Anywho, she ironed his purple Regis shirt and tie and then we headed downtown (he drove). We decided to just park and then try to find a place to eat. After walking into like 5 restaurants with long waits, we ended up at Bambara and sat back at their bar (where it was nice and dark and quiet and romantic...especially after being in lots of loud places). Oh, as we were crossing the street to get there, Kevin grabbed my hand...and I didn't let go the rest of the night. After the opera, we went to Blockbuster and rented "28 Days" and bought chaco-tacos for dessert (that's HOT). It was a great first date. 1.13.01. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Who wears the pants? Lily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rules for this tag: answer questions about your spouse, list names of people you are tagging in your post, then leave a comment on their blog letting them know they've been tagged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tagging......Rachel (since she just did a post about her men) and Amber.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;love you kevin xoxoxoxoxo &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372325282808443368-8060329914771014968?l=leggats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/feeds/8060329914771014968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372325282808443368&amp;postID=8060329914771014968' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/8060329914771014968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/8060329914771014968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-man-tag-montage.html' title='My Man-tag Montage'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13897885206560861370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R6KmHao9rpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ge95v-IRHyo/S220/IMG_0033rev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3163/2939702542_614d30b178_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372325282808443368.post-2103074443934081417</id><published>2008-10-01T15:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T15:57:33.091-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm so glad when daddy comes home...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SOP_U1RYHUI/AAAAAAAAAaw/0IjppHRxS1w/s400/IMG_3207.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252322874182401554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SOP_03lM_hI/AAAAAAAAAa4/mBH423gB_k0/s400/IMG_3209.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Lake Powell 2007--this was the only way we could get Lily to take naps &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kevin got home from a work trip this afternoon right before Lily was supposed to take a nap. He read her some books and tucked her in and we decided to lay down ourselves for a little while. Well after about an hour of Lily singing, reading her books out loud ("and dey lived happiyee eva afteh. dee end!"), and a lots of asking for mommy and daddy, Kevin went and got her and brought her into our bed. Within two minutes she was deep asleep all snuggled up with daddy. She just missed him and wanted to be close~super cute moment of the day :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372325282808443368-2103074443934081417?l=leggats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/feeds/2103074443934081417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372325282808443368&amp;postID=2103074443934081417' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/2103074443934081417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/2103074443934081417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-so-glad-when-daddy-comes-home.html' title='i&apos;m so glad when daddy comes home...'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13897885206560861370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R6KmHao9rpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ge95v-IRHyo/S220/IMG_0033rev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SOP_U1RYHUI/AAAAAAAAAaw/0IjppHRxS1w/s72-c/IMG_3207.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372325282808443368.post-4490272922235745900</id><published>2008-09-28T10:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T11:43:22.789-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it's a...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SN_IqpnbMsI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/sZJvnBpwNOc/s1600-h/400px-Symbol_mars_svg.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251136325588562626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SN_IqpnbMsI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/sZJvnBpwNOc/s400/400px-Symbol_mars_svg.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BOY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a title="My creation by kevleggat, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24137335@N07/2896080962/"&gt;&lt;img height="400" alt="My creation" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3053/2896080962_7e83e61bc6.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a title="oh boy 008 by kevleggat, on Flickr" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24137335@N07/2895287823/"&gt;&lt;img height="375" alt="oh boy 008" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3082/2895287823_506c9ec558.jpg" width="500" /&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/7372325282808443368-4490272922235745900?l=leggats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/feeds/4490272922235745900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372325282808443368&amp;postID=4490272922235745900' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/4490272922235745900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/4490272922235745900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/2008/09/its.html' title='it&apos;s a...'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13897885206560861370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R6KmHao9rpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ge95v-IRHyo/S220/IMG_0033rev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SN_IqpnbMsI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/sZJvnBpwNOc/s72-c/400px-Symbol_mars_svg.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372325282808443368.post-2475574473033204967</id><published>2008-09-24T14:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T15:39:29.864-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pink or blue?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3190/2885460643_9b60fabd00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3190/2885460643_9b60fabd00.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, what do you think--boy or girl???  We find out Friday what we're having, but I have NO IDEA!!!  I'm beyond any sort of mother's intuition.  But one thing I do know for sure--this one is going to be the &lt;strong&gt;best&lt;/strong&gt; big sister!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2878052876_5a51ab33d9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2878052876_5a51ab33d9.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372325282808443368-2475574473033204967?l=leggats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/feeds/2475574473033204967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372325282808443368&amp;postID=2475574473033204967' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/2475574473033204967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/2475574473033204967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/2008/09/pink-or-blue.html' title='pink or blue?'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13897885206560861370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R6KmHao9rpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ge95v-IRHyo/S220/IMG_0033rev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3190/2885460643_9b60fabd00_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372325282808443368.post-6626904302593072218</id><published>2008-08-22T09:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T20:13:32.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunny St. George</title><content type='html'>We had a fun trip to St. George a few weeks ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lily loved swimming with her cousins:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-ea.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=2954361355562699242&amp;amp;site=widget-ea.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2954361355562699242&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-ea.slide.com/p1/2954361355562699242/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2954361355562699242&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-ea.slide.com/p2/2954361355562699242/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2954361355562699242&amp;amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-ea.slide.com/p4/2954361355562699242/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and she couldn't wait to go to the temple:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24137335@N07/2785494542/" title="My creation by kevleggat, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3143/2785494542_e21cd48ce7.jpg" width="494" height="500" alt="My creation" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24137335@N07/2784603823/" title="Copy of St. George Aug. 08 059 by kevleggat, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3108/2784603823_7287b68f54.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="Copy of St. George Aug. 08 059" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lily and I stayed for a few extra days with Mimi and Naht-Nah.  I always love the time we get to spend together as four generations.  We drove out to Zion's and stopped in Grafton on the way where Naht-Nah's grandmother taught school.  We had a great time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-17.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=2954361355562814487&amp;amp;site=widget-17.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2954361355562814487&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-17.slide.com/p1/2954361355562814487/bb_t046_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2954361355562814487&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-17.slide.com/p2/2954361355562814487/bb_t046_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2954361355562814487&amp;amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-17.slide.com/p4/2954361355562814487/bb_t046_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&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/7372325282808443368-6626904302593072218?l=leggats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/feeds/6626904302593072218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372325282808443368&amp;postID=6626904302593072218' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/6626904302593072218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/6626904302593072218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/2008/08/we-had-fun-trip-to-st.html' title='Sunny St. George'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13897885206560861370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R6KmHao9rpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ge95v-IRHyo/S220/IMG_0033rev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3143/2785494542_e21cd48ce7_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372325282808443368.post-1142253415636513426</id><published>2008-08-05T13:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T12:51:28.241-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer highlights (other than the ones in my hair)</title><content type='html'>So, we really have been having a fun summer, even though it doesn't look like it. Here are some of the highlights. Take a look, won't you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. We painted our little mint green house tan. Now it's all grown up (but still so little):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Before:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231132441873517378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SJi3PXrki0I/AAAAAAAAAXM/wk7y3--XJHM/s400/IMG_1815.JPG" border="0" /&gt;(this was taken before we moved in---shown here for the maximum effect)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231132434135155394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SJi3O62mgsI/AAAAAAAAAXE/olv0N4nBqnQ/s400/lily%27s+2nd+birthday+120.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ya, that's right, my man and his spray gun (too bad it broke and he had to do the side of the house using a roller!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231971076737997138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SJux-WAWGVI/AAAAAAAAAY4/zBICqgR9SfE/s400/IMG_4971%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SJu0JHjXUMI/AAAAAAAAAZI/WF2WFJUY5mM/s1600-h/IMG_4973%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231973460860162242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SJu0JHjXUMI/AAAAAAAAAZI/WF2WFJUY5mM/s200/IMG_4973%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SJu0qpWKaJI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/f5dsQEzHtpk/s1600-h/IMG_4975%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231974036867278994" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SJu0qpWKaJI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/f5dsQEzHtpk/s200/IMG_4975%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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ta dah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;2. Attended a few sporting events:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bees game&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2051/2738926325_df64f07db3_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;(ok, so this was more EARLY summer, like spring-hence the coats-but we went to another game later in the season and it was freezing too!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ReAL game&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2209/2739790402_b3d4257571_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. Lily and I have had some fun play dates with friends:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Petting Zoo at Thanksgiving Point&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3006/2740766048_85b10d099b_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;(miniature) Pool Party at Rachel's&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3206/2740783290_b96689a147_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We also had a fun time at Liberty Park/Tracy Aviary, but I forgot my camera. Next up is the zoo if you'd like to come along!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;4. Kevin's knee surgery: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Well, maybe not FUN, but he took a week of vacation for it???&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2333/2740805828_2f924ef0d7_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Lily was the best little nurse and gave daddy lots of kisses to make him all betta&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;5. Outdoor concerts:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Cousins' dance review&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3151/2740849732_b5d19b5ce6_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Lily and Gentry watching the dances, anyway. Photos by Aunt JoLynn (she always takes the best pictures!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Andrew Bird at the Gallivan Center&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SJqGZB1_EiI/AAAAAAAAAXs/SAWdv5eoPpw/s1600-h/More+July+08+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231641681693970978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SJqGZB1_EiI/AAAAAAAAAXs/SAWdv5eoPpw/s200/More+July+08+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SJqGZV96CRI/AAAAAAAAAX0/ARE-C_JgzjA/s1600-h/More+July+08+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231641687095904530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SJqGZV96CRI/AAAAAAAAAX0/ARE-C_JgzjA/s200/More+July+08+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SJqGZmDopaI/AAAAAAAAAX8/IXJ_bq4cQ_Q/s1600-h/More+July+08+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231641691414898082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SJqGZmDopaI/AAAAAAAAAX8/IXJ_bq4cQ_Q/s200/More+July+08+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;(plus Wilco, coming up in August...)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;And we've just had fun being together and enjoying summer! Hope it's been a luscious summer for you as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2215/2740105567_5db55ea954_b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh and there's been one more exciting thing about this summer:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SJqJb7dWcyI/AAAAAAAAAYs/0sT03BL3YIs/s1600-h/July+08+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231645030054523682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SJqJb7dWcyI/AAAAAAAAAYs/0sT03BL3YIs/s400/July+08+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;me: "Kevin--we're pregnant"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;xbox: "Double Kill!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SJqIRaq54dI/AAAAAAAAAYU/lEomMFaA6-I/s1600-h/July+08+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231643749942682066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SJqIRaq54dI/AAAAAAAAAYU/lEomMFaA6-I/s400/July+08+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SJqIRQUy7lI/AAAAAAAAAYM/BmsZeC-RO3A/s1600-h/July+08+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me: "no seriously, the test is positive"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;xbox: "Gained The Lead!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SJqIRnWE7xI/AAAAAAAAAYc/zhIdZS6--i0/s1600-h/July+08+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231643753344986898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SJqIRnWE7xI/AAAAAAAAAYc/zhIdZS6--i0/s400/July+08+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;me: "so...we're having another baby?!?!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;xbox: "1 minute remaining!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SJqIRhbiNJI/AAAAAAAAAYk/FNgJ0rwVH0k/s1600-h/July+08+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231643751757264018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SJqIRhbiNJI/AAAAAAAAAYk/FNgJ0rwVH0k/s400/July+08+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;me: ________&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;xbox: "Total Annihilation!!!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Baby Legs #2~due Valentine's Day 2009&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&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/7372325282808443368-1142253415636513426?l=leggats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/feeds/1142253415636513426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372325282808443368&amp;postID=1142253415636513426' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/1142253415636513426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/1142253415636513426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/2008/08/summer-highlights-other-than-ones-in-my.html' title='Summer highlights (other than the ones in my hair)'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13897885206560861370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R6KmHao9rpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ge95v-IRHyo/S220/IMG_0033rev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SJi3PXrki0I/AAAAAAAAAXM/wk7y3--XJHM/s72-c/IMG_1815.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372325282808443368.post-203248705863052466</id><published>2008-07-26T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T12:51:28.532-08:00</updated><title type='text'>4th-o-July</title><content type='html'>Always late but worth the wait, eh? Thanks Kevin for that all too informative last post...&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, we went up to the Leggat's cabin for the 4th of July and had lots of fun:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Going to the Oakley Rodeo (which, by the way, should be pronounced ro-DAY-oh~like the boulevard~ because of all the nice cars that were there)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3018/2705017025_8e1287c8c5_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-bb41b59a6f8af696" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dbb41b59a6f8af696%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331225777%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D12AAC6D5F15A88D96F07B0B941F4D298920C8955.1CD9AA23804A85763740DADB7754BEB4F6ECBE84%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dbb41b59a6f8af696%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DZEdWe9mRJrLznMxHy_fGRsk6Llo&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dbb41b59a6f8af696%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331225777%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D12AAC6D5F15A88D96F07B0B941F4D298920C8955.1CD9AA23804A85763740DADB7754BEB4F6ECBE84%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dbb41b59a6f8af696%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DZEdWe9mRJrLznMxHy_fGRsk6Llo&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;(Lily learned what it takes to be a real cowgirl)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;~Going to the Park City Parade&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3044/2705898020_3859939ca5_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3092/2705091417_d223489a0c_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and observing the &lt;a href="http://blogs.accesshollywood.com/archives/billys-blog/index.html"&gt;stars&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IOL9RiOXP2U&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;stripes&lt;/a&gt; (emphasis on the STARS, if you know what I mean)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;~and just enjoying our time at the cabin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3012/2705949362_49b34e3124_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hope you had a...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227564693379935154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SIwKZE1I67I/AAAAAAAAAWs/2e_4JjRE4F0/s400/4th+of+july.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/7372325282808443368-203248705863052466?l=leggats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=bb41b59a6f8af696&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/feeds/203248705863052466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372325282808443368&amp;postID=203248705863052466' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/203248705863052466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/203248705863052466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/2008/07/4th-o-july.html' title='4th-o-July'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13897885206560861370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R6KmHao9rpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ge95v-IRHyo/S220/IMG_0033rev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SIwKZE1I67I/AAAAAAAAAWs/2e_4JjRE4F0/s72-c/4th+of+july.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372325282808443368.post-309967533780322949</id><published>2008-07-14T15:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T10:42:54.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Whoever said nothing good happens after midnight?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=Zxvsq-IluaA&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So this past week I've been recovering from my knee surgery which, subsequently, required me to be drugged up and my back for 3 days, knee propped up over my head. During this time (most likely due to the sweet narcotics), everything has meshed together in one big sea of movie clips, T.V. shows, a couple chapters of "Into Thin Air", XBOX and work. There was one night though, that (the rest of this sentence should be read with a pirate accent) I remember as if it be but yeserdee. It was around midnight and Becca and I were just ready to call it a night when I noticed that the HDMusic channel was featuring Radiohead's "From the Basement". What followed was one of the most magical hours of television that I've ever seen. Becca and I just sat back a revelled in the brilliance of Thom Yorke and company. Here is a clip of one of the songs from the show. Ironically it's one of the damned sexiest songs in the world. Good thing I was drugged and unable to move under my own power because with Becca's new 'do and mood of this song, it would've been baby makin' time. So, turn the lights low, the music up and let the magesty of Radiohead wash over you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Zxvsq-IluaA&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" fs="1"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372325282808443368-309967533780322949?l=leggats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/feeds/309967533780322949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372325282808443368&amp;postID=309967533780322949' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/309967533780322949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/309967533780322949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/2008/07/whoever-said-nothing-good-happens-after.html' title='Whoever said nothing good happens after midnight?'/><author><name>Kevin Leggat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467523660224569210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372325282808443368.post-1587902539835136328</id><published>2008-07-06T19:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T12:51:28.787-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How do you do?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Or should I say, how do you like the new 'do?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SHGGtKngcOI/AAAAAAAAAWc/rcz0wiqB-1Y/s1600-h/Photo+103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SHGGtKngcOI/AAAAAAAAAWc/rcz0wiqB-1Y/s400/Photo+103.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220101553601409250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fun with the photo booth never gets old...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame" style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24137335@N07/2644059465/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3016/2644059465_e9743a7391.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372325282808443368-1587902539835136328?l=leggats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/feeds/1587902539835136328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372325282808443368&amp;postID=1587902539835136328' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/1587902539835136328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/1587902539835136328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/2008/07/how-do-you-do.html' title='How do you do?'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13897885206560861370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R6KmHao9rpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ge95v-IRHyo/S220/IMG_0033rev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SHGGtKngcOI/AAAAAAAAAWc/rcz0wiqB-1Y/s72-c/Photo+103.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372325282808443368.post-1699524411097983236</id><published>2008-06-13T10:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T12:51:28.930-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aloha Naht-Nah</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SFKq0dxsKSI/AAAAAAAAAV8/RH5uHXCup3g/s1600-h/Grandma+in+Maui.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211415537144047906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SFKq0dxsKSI/AAAAAAAAAV8/RH5uHXCup3g/s400/Grandma+in+Maui.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mom just emailed this photo to me from Hawaii.  She took my Grandma there for her first time (after only being on an airplane twice in her life).  Naht-Nah (as Lily calls her) keeps pinching herself because she can't believe she is really there~she was practically running to see the ocean.  I might be SLIGHTLY jealous, but to see this smile on Grandma's face just makes me so happy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372325282808443368-1699524411097983236?l=leggats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/feeds/1699524411097983236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372325282808443368&amp;postID=1699524411097983236' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/1699524411097983236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/1699524411097983236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/2008/06/aloha-naht-nah.html' title='Aloha Naht-Nah'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13897885206560861370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R6KmHao9rpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ge95v-IRHyo/S220/IMG_0033rev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SFKq0dxsKSI/AAAAAAAAAV8/RH5uHXCup3g/s72-c/Grandma+in+Maui.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372325282808443368.post-502206127147997440</id><published>2008-06-10T09:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T09:52:06.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Relay for Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="flickr-frame" align="center"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24137335@N07/2567405119/"&gt;&lt;img class="flickr-photo" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3267/2567405119_c1c27134eb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We participated in the &lt;a href="http://www.relayforlife.org/relay/"&gt;Relay for Life&lt;/a&gt; over the weekend with Kevin's work. It's such a great event and we had a really good time~even though it was FREEZING!!! We're just glad that we didn't have to walk at 3 in the morning. You gotta love Lily's outfit--the large t-shirt over the pj's, not to mention the crocs over the pj's~oh, and the high ponytail--it's an awesome look (well, you do what you gotta do to stay warm!). We may have done more talking and eating than walking, but it's always worthwhile to take part in a great cause!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372325282808443368-502206127147997440?l=leggats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/feeds/502206127147997440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372325282808443368&amp;postID=502206127147997440' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/502206127147997440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/502206127147997440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/2008/06/relay-for-life.html' title='Relay for Life'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13897885206560861370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R6KmHao9rpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ge95v-IRHyo/S220/IMG_0033rev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3267/2567405119_c1c27134eb_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372325282808443368.post-7386192014462728276</id><published>2008-05-31T21:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T12:51:29.175-08:00</updated><title type='text'>wow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zSySrKSI0wE/SEIiG2ES9HI/AAAAAAAAAak/Jhk1G2jdnsI/s1600-h/n585909232_481927_6020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206761620181808242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zSySrKSI0wE/SEIiG2ES9HI/AAAAAAAAAak/Jhk1G2jdnsI/s400/n585909232_481927_6020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; How awesome is this?  This is our friend Ryan Barker and the photo he has on his Facebook account.  Too good--the shorty shorts, the 'stache, Jared Fullmer holding a fan so Ryan's hair is blowing in the wind, the pose AND the serious silhouette?...it's near perfection.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372325282808443368-7386192014462728276?l=leggats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/feeds/7386192014462728276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372325282808443368&amp;postID=7386192014462728276' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/7386192014462728276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/7386192014462728276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/2008/05/wow.html' title='wow'/><author><name>Kevin Leggat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467523660224569210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zSySrKSI0wE/SEIiG2ES9HI/AAAAAAAAAak/Jhk1G2jdnsI/s72-c/n585909232_481927_6020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372325282808443368.post-8899750373881686240</id><published>2008-05-25T11:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T12:51:30.002-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lillerina/Boot-scootin' Lily</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SDmsV1gd5_I/AAAAAAAAAUI/9hDxXxH1uZo/s1600-h/lily%27s+2nd+birthday+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204380335543805938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SDmsV1gd5_I/AAAAAAAAAUI/9hDxXxH1uZo/s200/lily%27s+2nd+birthday+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204380026306160610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SDmsD1gd5-I/AAAAAAAAAUA/bOt2SEkKRj8/s320/lily%27s+2nd+birthday+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SDmsWFgd6AI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/ZMwUkmXYhZI/s1600-h/lily%27s+2nd+birthday+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204380339838773250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SDmsWFgd6AI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/ZMwUkmXYhZI/s200/lily%27s+2nd+birthday+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Now, I promise I won't care if Lily doesn't dance when she's bigger~I will support her in whatever she does. But in the meantime, it's hard to resist a slight nudge in that direction with stuff like this! My mom had this tutu made for Lily for her birthday. When I was 2, I wanted to be a 'rina' and for Christmas I got a blue leotard, tights, and tutu that I LOVED! So Mimi did the same for Lily. We tried putting on Enchanted music for her to dance to, but she was confused because "icaseeit" (I can't see it).  So we put on the movie and thus she was distracted. But I've got a feeling this is going to be a treasured gift for a long time~thanks Mimi!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SDmvDFgd6BI/AAAAAAAAAUY/JMg2iz3j7yc/s1600-h/lily%27s+2nd+birthday+109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204383311956142098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SDmvDFgd6BI/AAAAAAAAAUY/JMg2iz3j7yc/s200/lily%27s+2nd+birthday+109.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SDmvkVgd6EI/AAAAAAAAAUw/dQEqr0mmyQ8/s1600-h/lily%27s+2nd+birthday+119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204383883186792514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SDmvkVgd6EI/AAAAAAAAAUw/dQEqr0mmyQ8/s320/lily%27s+2nd+birthday+119.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SDmvDlgd6DI/AAAAAAAAAUo/jDamV24TwIA/s1600-h/lily%27s+2nd+birthday+140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204383320546076722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SDmvDlgd6DI/AAAAAAAAAUo/jDamV24TwIA/s200/lily%27s+2nd+birthday+140.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Lily was also lucky enough to get her very first bike from Grandma and Grandpa Leggat~pink and purple with streamers too?!?!  She is so excited and for now loves scooting around on it while she figures out the pedals, or-as you can see,-it makes for a comfortable lounge chair.  She even got her first helmet~wow, what a big girl!  Grandparents are the best!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372325282808443368-8899750373881686240?l=leggats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/feeds/8899750373881686240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372325282808443368&amp;postID=8899750373881686240' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/8899750373881686240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/8899750373881686240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/2008/05/lillerinaboot-scootin-lily.html' title='Lillerina/Boot-scootin&apos; Lily'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13897885206560861370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R6KmHao9rpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ge95v-IRHyo/S220/IMG_0033rev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SDmsV1gd5_I/AAAAAAAAAUI/9hDxXxH1uZo/s72-c/lily%27s+2nd+birthday+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372325282808443368.post-890012564538662217</id><published>2008-05-20T16:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T07:59:18.214-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lily vs. The Candle</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-46b186ab35303761" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D46b186ab35303761%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331225777%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D35D6C9B6D14585A955CD419891B65EFC321D0FC5.6FB238D159A70C45DC942903546C11B8A54A10F6%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D46b186ab35303761%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DAcE2OpstjKOuSGEq0Roz39UPQDM&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D46b186ab35303761%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331225777%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D35D6C9B6D14585A955CD419891B65EFC321D0FC5.6FB238D159A70C45DC942903546C11B8A54A10F6%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D46b186ab35303761%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DAcE2OpstjKOuSGEq0Roz39UPQDM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Lily got pretty spoiled for her birthday--it was a weekend's worth of celebrations! So this was another cake where she got to blow out candles (on her actual birthday). She had already blown this candle out with the same gumption twice before, but wanted to do it "umotime"~one more time. I don't know what my favorite part of this is--the camera shaking from me laughing so hard, Lily doing the happy dance after the candle has finally gone out (with a little help from dad), or Kevin's german accent singing "happy birthday"...you tell me!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372325282808443368-890012564538662217?l=leggats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=46b186ab35303761&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/feeds/890012564538662217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372325282808443368&amp;postID=890012564538662217' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/890012564538662217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/890012564538662217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/2008/05/lily-vs-candle.html' title='Lily vs. The Candle'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13897885206560861370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R6KmHao9rpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ge95v-IRHyo/S220/IMG_0033rev.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372325282808443368.post-3276757066752320265</id><published>2008-05-20T13:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T09:41:28.777-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Come on, vaminos!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="flickr-frame" align="center"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24137335@N07/2509662136/"&gt;&lt;img class="flickr-photo" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2125/2509662136_55e93c3074.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Lily's birthday, we had a BBQ with the fams along with a Backpack Adventure! Kevin was the map and told us that to get to Cupcake Cavern~&lt;br /&gt;First: you have to twist in time to go across Dinosaur Lake&lt;br /&gt;Then: you have to get through the Rocky Forest without Swiper the Fox (aka Tim) getting your candy&lt;br /&gt;Then: down Lava Slide ~ and that's how you get to Cupcake Cavern!&lt;br /&gt;The kids got treats at all of the stations to take to the Cupcake Cavern where the decorated their own cupcakes. They Did It!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372325282808443368-3276757066752320265?l=leggats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/feeds/3276757066752320265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372325282808443368&amp;postID=3276757066752320265' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/3276757066752320265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/3276757066752320265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/2008/05/come-on-vaminos.html' title='Come on, vaminos!'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13897885206560861370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R6KmHao9rpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ge95v-IRHyo/S220/IMG_0033rev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2125/2509662136_55e93c3074_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372325282808443368.post-4333619044313384922</id><published>2008-05-15T01:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T01:17:05.969-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back up, catch up &amp; wrap up</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="flickr-frame" align="center"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24137335@N07/2493654389/"&gt;&lt;img class="flickr-photo" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2309/2493654389_e38d47a8b9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well hello to you in blogger land. It's been awhile since the last post. As Morgan says in &lt;em&gt;Enchanted&lt;/em&gt;, "It's been pretty busy around here". The next few posts are some updates on whassahappenin. Hope everyone is doing well!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372325282808443368-4333619044313384922?l=leggats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/feeds/4333619044313384922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372325282808443368&amp;postID=4333619044313384922' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/4333619044313384922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/4333619044313384922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/2008/05/back-up-catch-up-wrap-up.html' title='Back up, catch up &amp;amp; wrap up'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13897885206560861370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R6KmHao9rpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ge95v-IRHyo/S220/IMG_0033rev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2309/2493654389_e38d47a8b9_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372325282808443368.post-5415539929872495437</id><published>2008-05-15T01:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T12:51:30.498-08:00</updated><title type='text'>looks like trouble...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200513610887889234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SCvvk1qOgVI/AAAAAAAAATY/F5RRFUDqx9U/s320/may+days+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Marin's been in town for a bit before she departs for exotic adventures in Jackson Hole and India (and perhaps a truly exotic career in Pocatello) . Although I didn't get any photos of her the other day, I did get a few of 2 mischevious little girls fascinated with Grandma &amp;amp; Grandpa's fountain.  We love watching Lily and Gentry play together--it's been so fun to watch them grow up together (just 7 weeks apart!).  I'll get some more photos of them and the rest of the fam up soon--maybe showing their faces next time :) &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200513623772791138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SCvvllqOgWI/AAAAAAAAATg/FAeTvFpssuU/s320/may+days+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372325282808443368-5415539929872495437?l=leggats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/feeds/5415539929872495437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372325282808443368&amp;postID=5415539929872495437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/5415539929872495437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/5415539929872495437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/2008/05/looks-like-trouble.html' title='looks like trouble...'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13897885206560861370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R6KmHao9rpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ge95v-IRHyo/S220/IMG_0033rev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SCvvk1qOgVI/AAAAAAAAATY/F5RRFUDqx9U/s72-c/may+days+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372325282808443368.post-5362098339040037697</id><published>2008-05-15T00:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T00:38:28.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Women's Conference</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="flickr-frame" align="center"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24137335@N07/2493623139/"&gt;&lt;img class="flickr-photo" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3066/2493623139_29ab11a886.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;Well, here's my excuse for why I've been a little out of touch lately.  I was put into our Stake Relief Society's presidency at the end of February (crazy, I know) and right away we had ward conferences to attend, speaking assignments to fill, and there were meetings already scheduled for the stake's women's conference scheduled in May.  That was all fine until our wonderful president, Sarah, had to leave town to take care of her father who is ill.  She ended up having to attend to him until just a few weeks before our conference.  So, although it was a bit like the blind leading the blind, we had a great committee of women from the stake who helped us so much and in the end we had a wonderful, beautiful and I must say inspired conference.  It was so neat to be on the other end of something like that and to see first hand how the Spirit guided us through the entire process~I was overcome with gratitude.  Thank you again to all that helped and supported this conference!  Now I have got to get some laundry done!!!&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/7372325282808443368-5362098339040037697?l=leggats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/feeds/5362098339040037697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372325282808443368&amp;postID=5362098339040037697' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/5362098339040037697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/5362098339040037697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/2008/05/women-conference_15.html' title='Women&amp;#39;s Conference'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13897885206560861370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R6KmHao9rpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ge95v-IRHyo/S220/IMG_0033rev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3066/2493623139_29ab11a886_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372325282808443368.post-1972534376016360606</id><published>2008-05-14T23:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T12:51:30.954-08:00</updated><title type='text'>this month is such a special one, it's birthday time for you!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SEwXcLM8aVI/AAAAAAAAAVk/fyty4Qyy19I/s1600-h/may+days+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209564641771678034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SEwXcLM8aVI/AAAAAAAAAVk/fyty4Qyy19I/s200/may+days+032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was Wes' birthday over the weekend and we were pleased as punch to watch Holden as Amber took Wes out on the town to celebrate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200493252742906162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SCvdD1qOgTI/AAAAAAAAATI/BtlPHk5ZJrc/s200/may+days+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Upon further inspection, you might be able to see why Kevin would happily watch Holden again anytime. The best part was that before these photos were taken I told Kevin, "see, we could totally handle two kids". A mere second or two later, Lily peed on the couch right when Holden was waking up from a nap right when I was in the middle of making a cake. Hmmm.....is that karma trying to tell me something?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209564311857279042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SEwXI-LOMEI/AAAAAAAAAVc/-4xw5OswZs8/s400/2561001385_9e6d3207f8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Then we went to the Warrens' for cake and ice cream with some of our neighbors that we just adore (oh, though Kevin and Lily don't seem to be adoring my pose). Happy Birthday Wes!!!&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/7372325282808443368-1972534376016360606?l=leggats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/feeds/1972534376016360606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372325282808443368&amp;postID=1972534376016360606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/1972534376016360606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/1972534376016360606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/2008/05/this-month-is-such-special-one-it.html' title='this month is such a special one, it&amp;#39;s birthday time for you!'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13897885206560861370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R6KmHao9rpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ge95v-IRHyo/S220/IMG_0033rev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SEwXcLM8aVI/AAAAAAAAAVk/fyty4Qyy19I/s72-c/may+days+032.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372325282808443368.post-2889453362191052294</id><published>2008-05-14T23:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T12:51:31.101-08:00</updated><title type='text'>27 dresses</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SCvTbVqOgRI/AAAAAAAAAS4/91NHcbqMKtk/s1600-h/may+days+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200482661353554194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SCvTbVqOgRI/AAAAAAAAAS4/91NHcbqMKtk/s400/may+days+049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="flickr-frame" align="center"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24137335@N07/2494329098/"&gt;&lt;img class="flickr-photo" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3193/2494329098_45b70a6733.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;My sister recently had her 27th birthday. We had fun at the Golden Phoenix with some friends the night before and the party continued through the weekend at Mimi's. Lily loved being a good helper blowing out the candles (and so did Kevin????). Heather has become one of my closest friends--I've been trying to figure out when that happened (when I was younger I wrote in my journal "Heather: hate" and we would lay in our beds fighting over whose turn it was to turn off the light that night). I am just amazed at the person she is now. She is so talented--I mean really--she's a photographer, a chef, a triathalon-er, a knitter and the list could go on and on (and she's beautiful!!!). We talk to each other every day and I depend on her way too much. See, this is why I can't get behind on blog posts--they get way too sentimental. But thanks Hef, for all you do for me! Hope you have a great year! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;b.t.w.--she's updated her dance photos &lt;a href="http://heathertullisphotography.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&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/7372325282808443368-2889453362191052294?l=leggats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/feeds/2889453362191052294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372325282808443368&amp;postID=2889453362191052294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/2889453362191052294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/2889453362191052294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/2008/05/27-dresses.html' title='27 dresses'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13897885206560861370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R6KmHao9rpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ge95v-IRHyo/S220/IMG_0033rev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SCvTbVqOgRI/AAAAAAAAAS4/91NHcbqMKtk/s72-c/may+days+049.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372325282808443368.post-7075256790309247504</id><published>2008-05-02T16:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T12:51:31.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'>almost 2 and...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24137335@N07/2459719209/"&gt;&lt;img class="flickr-photo" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3105/2459719209_07dfe44e1f.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195921523579012706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SBufGLW7xmI/AAAAAAAAASw/3gZKhaIymDQ/s400/2459685381_f3ed28c65d.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/7372325282808443368-7075256790309247504?l=leggats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/feeds/7075256790309247504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372325282808443368&amp;postID=7075256790309247504' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/7075256790309247504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/7075256790309247504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/2008/05/almost-2-and.html' title='almost 2 and...'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13897885206560861370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R6KmHao9rpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ge95v-IRHyo/S220/IMG_0033rev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3105/2459719209_07dfe44e1f_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372325282808443368.post-7547427090556216839</id><published>2008-04-30T11:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T12:51:31.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy 8's</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SBjBlrW7xjI/AAAAAAAAASY/VPvb1jdhuYs/s1600-h/2168899879_0e5ddcbdf7_s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195115023210104370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 87px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 84px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="180" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SBjBlrW7xjI/AAAAAAAAASY/VPvb1jdhuYs/s400/2168899879_0e5ddcbdf7_s.jpg" width="171" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Rachel tagged me with this one. I could probably just copy most of the things she said, but I figured since I've never done a tag, I'd give it a go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;My 8's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;8 things I'm passionate about:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Kevin (I mean, how could I not be, he screams passion!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Lillian Jane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;My family and my friends (they're pretty much interchangeable)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Finding any excuse to have a party or just get together with my homies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Right now, the stake women's conference&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Finding the perfect gift for someone (bonus points if it's on sale)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Travelling--seeing new places or even just to get out of here for awhile!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;My testimony&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;8 songs I can listen to over and over again and not get sick of:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sweet Escape&lt;/em&gt; by Gwen Stefani (or anything of hers)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Snow &lt;/em&gt;by Red Hot Chili Peppers (reminds me of when Lily was born)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dark Night Of The Soul &lt;/em&gt;by Loreena McKennitt (Kevin song...&lt;em&gt;Dante's Prayer &lt;/em&gt;is a good one by her, too)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Windmills &lt;/em&gt;by Toad The Wet Sprocket (been a fave since high school)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Way I Are &lt;/em&gt;by Timbaland (especially when Lily is dancing to it~and yes, I am 30, not 15)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Boy With A Coin &lt;/em&gt;by Iron and Wine (that one's for you, honey)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;2+2=5 (The Lukewarm) &lt;/em&gt;by Radiohead (just to name one Radiohead song)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Consider the Lilies &lt;/em&gt;by the Mo-Tab...I'm a sucker just for the title alone, what can I say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;The past 8 books I've read:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Other Boleyn Girl &lt;/em&gt;by Philippa Gregory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dandelion Wine &lt;/em&gt;by Ray Bradbury&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How Green Was My Valley &lt;/em&gt;by Richard Llewellyn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Thirteenth Tale &lt;/em&gt;by Diane Setterfield&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A Girl Named Zippy &lt;/em&gt;by Haven Kimmel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sink Reflections &lt;/em&gt;by Marla Cilley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Princess Academy &lt;/em&gt;by Shannon Hale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eclipse &lt;/em&gt;by Stephenie Meyer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(It's a good thing I've got book clubs, otherwise it looks like I wouldn't read anything!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;8 things I say often:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Don't panic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I'll figure it out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Kevin, you're so inappropriate (the verbal form of a head shake or eye roll)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Let's just talk about this later...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Lily! Lily! Lily! Lily! Lily! (all day)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Where to start...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I really need to do some laundry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I'm sleepy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;8 things that attract me to a friend:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;They will actually ask for your help when they need it~even if it's just a caffiene free diet Dr. Pepper run&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You would actually call them if you needed some help&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Being with that friend makes you feel more complete as a person &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You can pick up right where you left off--even if you haven't seen each other for awhile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;They genuinely want what's best for you and encourage you (and vice versa)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You've got to be able to just laugh and laugh together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You can have a real conversation together once in awhile, and a whole lot of silly ones, too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;8 random things about me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I'm really bad at shaving my legs~you'd think I'm 12 with all the cuts and missed spots (it's the knees! They can get tricky!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I can remember at least a part of almost every dance I've ever been in (Kevin loves this when a song I danced to comes on and I have to prove that I've still got it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I love those Haribo gummy frogs and any time I see them at a gas station, I have to buy some (they're hard to come by)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;In my secret life, I'm a wedding coordinator&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I am an official BYU graduate even though I only spent 1 semester living in Provo (majored in Marriage, Family, and Human Development and minored in Modern Dance)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Apparently, I can still remember my choir folder number from high school...I remember lots of useless little details&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I worked at Snowbird doing housekeeping when I was 15 and hated it so bad I would cry every time I went up the canyon. I think I faked mono to get out of working there! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;When I think of a happy place, it's usually Lake Powell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;8 things I want to do before I die:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Live abroad for a time while our family is young&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Learn how to take neat photos and use Photoshop and while I'm at it, Illustrator (so Heather doesn't have to do everything for me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Cook a Thanksgiving dinner myself (or at least the turkey...but not this year)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Get lots of stamps in my passport&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Set a goal, work really hard and dedicate myself to reaching it and reach it!~not just talk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Get involved in my kids' activities &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Be happy with life at the present during all stages of life--not looking forward or backward &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Just see my family happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;8 things I've learned this past year:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Staying at home is a huge blessing, but it also takes some getting used to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Just about all the words to Disney movies like &lt;em&gt;Cars, Cinderella, Enchanted&lt;/em&gt;, etc. and quite a few cartoon theme songs as well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;There's no such thing as busy "season" in Kevin's work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I get easily overwhelmed at the prospect of a new project&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;As a homeowner, projects never end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Heavenly Father knows us personally and answers our prayers...even if sometimes it's in ways you're not expecting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A little extra vitamin D can go a long way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I'm one lucky girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The 8 people I want to do the 8's:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Kevin (as if)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Amber (since she's in a blogging slump)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Wes (since he'd like the part about listing his favorite music &amp;amp; since Amber's got the whole slump thing going on...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Hever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Hory Cow &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ruth (a little introspection before the 30th birthday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Karin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Heidi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372325282808443368-7547427090556216839?l=leggats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/feeds/7547427090556216839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372325282808443368&amp;postID=7547427090556216839' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/7547427090556216839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/7547427090556216839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/2008/04/crazy-8s.html' title='Crazy 8&apos;s'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13897885206560861370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R6KmHao9rpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ge95v-IRHyo/S220/IMG_0033rev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SBjBlrW7xjI/AAAAAAAAASY/VPvb1jdhuYs/s72-c/2168899879_0e5ddcbdf7_s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372325282808443368.post-7700217279557948766</id><published>2008-04-25T09:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T12:51:31.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dance on the Edge!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SBIWRLW7xhI/AAAAAAAAASI/Xz5UwM_S8Y8/s1600-h/DSC_2557+sized+.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193237804674172434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SBIWRLW7xhI/AAAAAAAAASI/Xz5UwM_S8Y8/s400/DSC_2557+sized+.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey all you former HHS Dance Co-ers--check out this photo my sister Heather did! This one's not even the coolest either. She is the new photographer for Dance Company, working with Heidi Clark who took Robyn's spot. Heather is selling some of the photos at the concert (yes, Dance in Concert is going on this weekend if you're looking for something to do--nothing better than running into the B man at the old stomping grounds!). Anyway, I went last night to help her with selling them while she did the concert photos. I was telling this girl that was a sophomore dance company member "Oh, I was a sophomore on dance company.....15 YEARS AGO!!!!" What's up with that???? That's half my life ago!!! So weird. Heather will be updating her blog with more photos, but you can check some of last year's out &lt;a href="http://heathertullisphotography.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Way cooler (in my opinion) than Ryan's stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*P.S.  Did you know that "So You Think You Can Dance" starts May 22nd?  Set your DVR's!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372325282808443368-7700217279557948766?l=leggats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/feeds/7700217279557948766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372325282808443368&amp;postID=7700217279557948766' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/7700217279557948766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/7700217279557948766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/2008/04/dance-on-edge.html' title='Dance on the Edge!'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13897885206560861370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R6KmHao9rpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ge95v-IRHyo/S220/IMG_0033rev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SBIWRLW7xhI/AAAAAAAAASI/Xz5UwM_S8Y8/s72-c/DSC_2557+sized+.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372325282808443368.post-1439352926124263515</id><published>2008-04-23T15:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T15:23:17.781-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Get your kicks on Route 66</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24137335@N07/2437466868/"&gt;&lt;img class="flickr-photo" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2088/2437466868_c6faa2f0e1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;Well, it's been awhile since the last post because I went to Flagstaff to visit my brother and fam with my mom (Lily tagged along too). It was so nice to get out of town! And to make it even better, it was sunny and warm so we just loved being outside. Lily loved seeing her cousins again and was constantly saying, "Abe! What are you doing!?" or "Kai! Where are you going!?" etc. etc. etc... We miss them already and Lily's been asking, "where cousins go?" Thanks again to Dave and Myndie for letting us stay with them, and to Mimi for taking us. We needed it! The next few posts are of some of the things we did on the trip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372325282808443368-1439352926124263515?l=leggats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/feeds/1439352926124263515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372325282808443368&amp;postID=1439352926124263515' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/1439352926124263515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/1439352926124263515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/2008/04/get-your-kicks-on-route-66.html' title='Get your kicks on Route 66'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13897885206560861370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R6KmHao9rpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ge95v-IRHyo/S220/IMG_0033rev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2088/2437466868_c6faa2f0e1_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372325282808443368.post-1444410298833293285</id><published>2008-04-23T15:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T15:23:38.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>that's my boy....er, girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24137335@N07/2437548298/"&gt;&lt;img class="flickr-photo" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2012/2437548298_4f14f45367.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night the girls went shopping and Dave stayed with the little kids. Lily saw her cousins in the bath and had to get in with them. So, when we got back from shopping Lily was dressed in Kai's clothes that Dave had put her in and she loved it! She slept in them that night and was so sad to take them off in the morning. She had so much fun playing with the boys' cars...with the outfit and the mullet hair, she easily could have been mistaken for a boy (which is so funny because she also always sings princess songs and dances...at least she's well rounded).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372325282808443368-1444410298833293285?l=leggats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/feeds/1444410298833293285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372325282808443368&amp;postID=1444410298833293285' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/1444410298833293285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/1444410298833293285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/2008/04/that-my-boyer-girl.html' title='that&amp;#39;s my boy....er, girl'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13897885206560861370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R6KmHao9rpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ge95v-IRHyo/S220/IMG_0033rev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2012/2437548298_4f14f45367_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372325282808443368.post-6442056853581259912</id><published>2008-04-23T15:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T15:24:00.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Radiator Springs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24137335@N07/2437517378/"&gt;&lt;img class="flickr-photo" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3286/2437517378_2e7b01380e.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Sedona on Saturday and after watching Cars with Lily a million times, I really felt like I was in Radiator Springs! It was so pretty and it felt like we were really on vacation since it's such a tourist attraction. Fun, fun, fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372325282808443368-6442056853581259912?l=leggats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/feeds/6442056853581259912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372325282808443368&amp;postID=6442056853581259912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/6442056853581259912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/6442056853581259912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/2008/04/radiator-springs.html' title='Radiator Springs'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13897885206560861370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R6KmHao9rpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ge95v-IRHyo/S220/IMG_0033rev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3286/2437517378_2e7b01380e_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372325282808443368.post-4609303681431319643</id><published>2008-04-23T15:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T15:24:20.557-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wheeeee!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24137335@N07/2436660399/"&gt;&lt;img class="flickr-photo" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2302/2436660399_88bf405cc4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Dave and Mimi went to some art galleries in Sedona, Myndie and I stayed with the kids at a local park. It was great for them to be able to play after the long car ride. Oh, did I mention that Sadie and Lily had matching outfits? Down to the shoes and hairdo's. Lily loves, loves, loves the slide and went down it at least 85 times. She sure has nice cousins to go up and down the slide over and over with her--Sadie even squealed with her, it was so cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372325282808443368-4609303681431319643?l=leggats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/feeds/4609303681431319643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372325282808443368&amp;postID=4609303681431319643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/4609303681431319643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/4609303681431319643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/2008/04/wheeeee.html' title='Wheeeee!!!!'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13897885206560861370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R6KmHao9rpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ge95v-IRHyo/S220/IMG_0033rev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2302/2436660399_88bf405cc4_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372325282808443368.post-8922183684942814772</id><published>2008-04-23T15:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T15:24:36.488-07:00</updated><title type='text'>that's 2 hands!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24137335@N07/2437566510/"&gt;&lt;img class="flickr-photo" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2210/2437566510_a590517a46.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were able to be with Sadie for her 10th birthday. I can't believe she's that old! We made some yummy crepes for breakfast with some mango/blueberry concoction Dave made. Myndie made an awesome ipod cake and Sadie couldn't wait to blow out the candles (especially since after that was present time). We made blue cotton candy with Sadie's new cotton candy maker--needless to say, I was excited she got that for her birthday. We went on a fun bike ride with Kai and Lily in tow. That night we surprised Sadie with a candy bar poster that was much more fun for us than for her (thinking up marv-rolo-us...brilliant!). And that night we watched Nancy Drew. Not a bad way to enter double digits, if you ask me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372325282808443368-8922183684942814772?l=leggats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/feeds/8922183684942814772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372325282808443368&amp;postID=8922183684942814772' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/8922183684942814772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/8922183684942814772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/2008/04/that-2-hands.html' title='that&amp;#39;s 2 hands!'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13897885206560861370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R6KmHao9rpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ge95v-IRHyo/S220/IMG_0033rev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2210/2437566510_a590517a46_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372325282808443368.post-6886173544917985854</id><published>2008-04-15T21:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T12:51:32.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'>head, shoulders, knees &amp; TOES!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="flickr-frame" align="center"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24137335@N07/2417365033/"&gt;&lt;img class="flickr-photo" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2107/2417365033_58eddeff8d.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="flickr-frame" align="left"&gt;Wow, thanks again to Amber for putting together a super fun evening (and to everyone for coming, I felt so special!). Using my birthday as an excuse, some of the ward gals got together at a hygienically questionable yet cheap nail salon close by and had manicures and pedicures-it was fantastic! The best was walking into church the next day and seeing all of these pink toes. Now it just needs to stop snowing so we can wear sandals again! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="flickr-frame" align="left"&gt;p.s. if you couldn't tell, the snork toe you're seeing belongs to yours truly....those hairy mountain men have nothing on me!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SAWFv4J2noI/AAAAAAAAAQI/VgT5x2vWslw/s1600-h/bees+%26+beeday+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="flickr-frame" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SAWHVIJ2nrI/AAAAAAAAAQg/HQISKB-Jhsg/s1600-h/bees+%26+beeday+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189702942650179250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SAWHVIJ2nrI/AAAAAAAAAQg/HQISKB-Jhsg/s320/bees+%26+beeday+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SAWFvIJ2nmI/AAAAAAAAAP4/FQGZByWedvo/s1600-h/bees+%26+beeday+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame" align="center"&gt;Ahh, nothing better than being pampered...&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SAWFvIJ2nmI/AAAAAAAAAP4/FQGZByWedvo/s1600-h/bees+%26+beeday+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="flickr-frame" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SAWFvYJ2nnI/AAAAAAAAAQA/Stq7vd4EBJQ/s1600-h/bees+%26+beeday+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189701194598489714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SAWFvYJ2nnI/AAAAAAAAAQA/Stq7vd4EBJQ/s200/bees+%26+beeday+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SAWFvIJ2nmI/AAAAAAAAAP4/FQGZByWedvo/s1600-h/bees+%26+beeday+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189701190303522402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SAWFvIJ2nmI/AAAAAAAAAP4/FQGZByWedvo/s200/bees+%26+beeday+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="flickr-frame" align="center"&gt;...except if you squirm when your feet get scrubbed like these two!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SAWG24J2nqI/AAAAAAAAAQY/wj8s0jtvBCg/s1600-h/bees+%26+beeday+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189702422959136418" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 227px" height="155" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SAWG24J2nqI/AAAAAAAAAQY/wj8s0jtvBCg/s320/bees+%26+beeday+025.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="flickr-frame" align="center"&gt;Don't we look refreshed?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="flickr-frame" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SAWH7YJ2nuI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/hY6SJOZ_wyk/s1600-h/bees+%26+beeday+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189703599780175586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SAWH7YJ2nuI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/hY6SJOZ_wyk/s200/bees+%26+beeday+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SAWFwIJ2npI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/7TpjykZ5kqQ/s1600-h/bees+%26+beeday+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189701207483391634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SAWFwIJ2npI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/7TpjykZ5kqQ/s200/bees+%26+beeday+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SAWH64J2ntI/AAAAAAAAAQw/lw8UyMvd8m8/s1600-h/bees+%26+beeday+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189703591190240978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/SAWH64J2ntI/AAAAAAAAAQw/lw8UyMvd8m8/s200/bees+%26+beeday+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="flickr-frame" align="center"&gt;The boys came over too, and why wouldn't they want to with a spread like that? Oh, and Lily may have found a new boyfriend--Ben (don't worry Holden, it's only because he's much more mobile than you right now). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="flickr-frame" align="center"&gt;Thanks again girls!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372325282808443368-6886173544917985854?l=leggats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/feeds/6886173544917985854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372325282808443368&amp;postID=6886173544917985854' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/6886173544917985854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/6886173544917985854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/2008/04/head-shoulders-knees-toes.html' title='head, shoulders, knees &amp;amp; TOES!'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13897885206560861370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R6KmHao9rpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ge95v-IRHyo/S220/IMG_0033rev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2107/2417365033_58eddeff8d_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372325282808443368.post-8557018777935202527</id><published>2008-04-10T11:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T12:51:34.098-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Man-Crush</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;As many of you know, I am not an avid blogger. In fact, just the opposite. Becca writes the posts, I manage the music. . . it's a good relationship. It allows me to maintain my critical view of all bloggers without feeling too hypocritical. Sometimes though, I feel blogs can be very useful. Baby announcements, wedding dates, major life events, family photos. . . yada. . .yada. . .and so on. That being said I feel that I have a serious announcement that has been weighing on me for years now. The only way I can get it off my chest is to 'come out' and scream it from the roof tops. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I have, and have had, a man-crush on the following bearded musicians for quite some time now:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&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;First and absolutely foremost: Sam Beam of &lt;strong&gt;Iron and Wine&lt;/strong&gt; as seen &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=OYUFcxBq1y4"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zSySrKSI0wE/R_5o6fVnuFI/AAAAAAAAAaE/5fTTDjdrnI4/s1600-h/386308304_404c49c255.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187699174831274066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zSySrKSI0wE/R_5o6fVnuFI/AAAAAAAAAaE/5fTTDjdrnI4/s200/386308304_404c49c255.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSySrKSI0wE/R_5pIPVnuGI/AAAAAAAAAaM/I1Tg-ZZWWp4/s1600-h/iron-and-wine1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187699411054475362" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSySrKSI0wE/R_5pIPVnuGI/AAAAAAAAAaM/I1Tg-ZZWWp4/s200/iron-and-wine1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187696778239522818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zSySrKSI0wE/R_5mu_VnuAI/AAAAAAAAAZc/YVUtM9wD18Y/s400/ironwine320x480.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;As close second: Jim James of &lt;strong&gt;My Morning Jacket &lt;/strong&gt;as seen &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=_0Q9iAcPjzc&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zSySrKSI0wE/R_5pb_VnuHI/AAAAAAAAAaU/wH6b_nsNnEc/s1600-h/bonnaroo_18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187699750356891762" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zSySrKSI0wE/R_5pb_VnuHI/AAAAAAAAAaU/wH6b_nsNnEc/s200/bonnaroo_18.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zSySrKSI0wE/R_5pmvVnuII/AAAAAAAAAac/1UwpF7c-rSs/s1600-h/N_JimMorningJacket1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187699935040485506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zSySrKSI0wE/R_5pmvVnuII/AAAAAAAAAac/1UwpF7c-rSs/s200/N_JimMorningJacket1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187697658707818514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zSySrKSI0wE/R_5niPVnuBI/AAAAAAAAAZk/BFtiuS0moY4/s400/220px-Jim_james_langerado.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Third: Ray Lamontagne as seen &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=xQ3KrpsSqgg"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187698234233436210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zSySrKSI0wE/R_5oDvVnuDI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/qauZ2kORkYM/s400/RayLamontagne02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last but not least: Ben Bridwell of &lt;strong&gt;Band of Horses&lt;/strong&gt; as seen &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=MmoNyh8PPhc"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187698745334544450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zSySrKSI0wE/R_5ohfVnuEI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/RMlcS_G4rLM/s400/bandofhorses_blog.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I feel like a weight has been removed from my shoulders. Becca, I hope you can learn to forgive me. . . &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372325282808443368-8557018777935202527?l=leggats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/feeds/8557018777935202527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372325282808443368&amp;postID=8557018777935202527' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/8557018777935202527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/8557018777935202527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/2008/04/man-crush.html' title='Man-Crush'/><author><name>Kevin Leggat</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467523660224569210</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zSySrKSI0wE/R_5o6fVnuFI/AAAAAAAAAaE/5fTTDjdrnI4/s72-c/386308304_404c49c255.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372325282808443368.post-6522852350592528260</id><published>2008-04-08T20:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T20:53:01.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Greetings</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="flickr-frame" align="center"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24137335@N07/2400238418/"&gt;&lt;img class="flickr-photo" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2256/2400238418_c8e7c183ca.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;Little late, but hope ya'll had a nice Easter. This year, Lily discovered how fun it can be! She loved finding eggs and loved finding out that inside the eggs were treats! Mimi was so sweet and took her Easter dress shopping-and boy, is she a lucky girl! The day before we went with Mimi &amp;amp; Papa John to see real baby chicks, ducks &amp;amp; bunnies at none other than the IFA! We also dyed eggs at their house that night. The Easter bunny left some eggs at our house but didn't hide them very well and Lily found them in about 5 seconds flat. Then we went to Grandma &amp;amp; Grandpa Leggat's for another hunt (by this time she was a pro) and she had a blast! Maybe next year we'll have to let that bunny know that she's up for a challenge!  Happy belated Easter (but it's supposed be around this time anyway, right?)!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372325282808443368-6522852350592528260?l=leggats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/feeds/6522852350592528260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372325282808443368&amp;postID=6522852350592528260' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/6522852350592528260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/6522852350592528260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/2008/04/easter-greetings.html' title='Easter Greetings'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13897885206560861370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R6KmHao9rpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ge95v-IRHyo/S220/IMG_0033rev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2256/2400238418_c8e7c183ca_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372325282808443368.post-6409653964321611928</id><published>2008-04-08T13:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T12:51:35.851-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cousins</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R_vVZi97ZaI/AAAAAAAAANw/d7KsBRGsPKQ/s1600-h/IMG_4336.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R_vVZi97ZaI/AAAAAAAAANw/d7KsBRGsPKQ/s160/IMG_4336.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R_vVZS97ZZI/AAAAAAAAANo/D7F2k8_WgEE/s1600-h/IMG_4335.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R_vVZS97ZZI/AAAAAAAAANo/D7F2k8_WgEE/s160/IMG_4335.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R_vVYy97ZXI/AAAAAAAAANY/9_YHLg07RAI/s1600-h/IMG_4319.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R_vVYy97ZXI/AAAAAAAAANY/9_YHLg07RAI/s160/IMG_4319.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R_vVZS97ZYI/AAAAAAAAANg/78Br5rNn4zE/s1600-h/IMG_4330.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R_vVZS97ZYI/AAAAAAAAANg/78Br5rNn4zE/s160/IMG_4330.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had such a fun weekend with the Flagstaff cousins in town. I heard Lily this morning saying "Sadie? Abe? Kai Kai? Mac...x?"-she misses them already. Luckily, we're going to go see them soon unless I can't get out of jury duty (and this will be my second time in 2 1/2 years! Is that normal?)! We had a great time together and can't wait to see you guys again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R_vYGC97ZbI/AAAAAAAAAN4/B1n-zZy0Www/s1600-h/IMG_4321.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R_vYGS97ZcI/AAAAAAAAAOA/U_tVDsALdm8/s1600-h/IMG_4345.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R_vYGi97ZdI/AAAAAAAAAOI/4GaNWJ_0CdI/s1600-h/IMG_4347.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R_vYGi97ZeI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/g6Yc8yE8pHs/s1600-h/IMG_4368.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R_vbaC97ZjI/AAAAAAAAAPI/XQa0grCspzo/s1600-h/IMG_4321.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186980636366956082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R_vbaC97ZjI/AAAAAAAAAPI/XQa0grCspzo/s200/IMG_4321.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R_vbvy97ZkI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/hXwcsMzzQAg/s1600-h/IMG_4345.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186981010029110850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R_vbvy97ZkI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/hXwcsMzzQAg/s200/IMG_4345.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R_vbwC97ZlI/AAAAAAAAAPY/GLCiQ8yPvcc/s1600-h/IMG_4347.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186981014324078162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R_vbwC97ZlI/AAAAAAAAAPY/GLCiQ8yPvcc/s200/IMG_4347.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R_vbwy97ZmI/AAAAAAAAAPg/YP8zYOTbnls/s1600-h/IMG_4368.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186981027208980066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R_vbwy97ZmI/AAAAAAAAAPg/YP8zYOTbnls/s200/IMG_4368.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/7372325282808443368-6409653964321611928?l=leggats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/feeds/6409653964321611928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372325282808443368&amp;postID=6409653964321611928' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/6409653964321611928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/6409653964321611928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/2008/04/cousins.html' title='Cousins'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13897885206560861370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R6KmHao9rpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ge95v-IRHyo/S220/IMG_0033rev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R_vVZi97ZaI/AAAAAAAAANw/d7KsBRGsPKQ/s72-c/IMG_4336.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372325282808443368.post-8441074965502750269</id><published>2008-04-06T22:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T12:51:37.631-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thirty--check. Flirty--still got it.  Thriving--you bet!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wow, are you impressed--new photos?!? It's amazing what can happen when you empty your computer's recycle bin. Wow, what a weekend. I've officially been spoiled rotten...so far the thirties aren't so bad! My cute brothers along with Kevin planned a surprise party for me Friday night. I was so surprised, in fact, I had to borrow clothes from my hip mother to look at least semi-ready to party. Dave and Myndie were in town for the weekend, and that was fun enough for me, but it was so so sweet of those boys to put something together for me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R_my2S97ZCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/zwLxicG-i0I/s1600-h/IMG_4340.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R_my2S97ZCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/zwLxicG-i0I/s320/IMG_4340.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The girls had fun chatting and seeing how big the babies have gotten... &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R_my2C97ZBI/AAAAAAAAAKk/NEGtPQdX4bY/s1600-h/IMG_4339.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R_my2C97ZBI/AAAAAAAAAKk/NEGtPQdX4bY/s320/IMG_4339.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R_m2dS97ZJI/AAAAAAAAALk/OChwgt_2DII/s1600-h/IMG_4357.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186377060317881490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R_m2dS97ZJI/AAAAAAAAALk/OChwgt_2DII/s320/IMG_4357.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R_m08i97ZHI/AAAAAAAAALU/YEZudPrTo74/s1600-h/IMG_4356.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186375398165537906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R_m08i97ZHI/AAAAAAAAALU/YEZudPrTo74/s200/IMG_4356.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R_m08S97ZGI/AAAAAAAAALM/mKPFYNVrMEM/s1600-h/IMG_4354.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186375393870570594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R_m08S97ZGI/AAAAAAAAALM/mKPFYNVrMEM/s200/IMG_4354.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R_m08i97ZII/AAAAAAAAALc/sVCX2UKKpg0/s1600-h/IMG_4360.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186375398165537922" style="WIDTH: 210px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 151px" height="148" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R_m08i97ZII/AAAAAAAAALc/sVCX2UKKpg0/s200/IMG_4360.jpg" width="301" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="WIDTH: 307px; HEIGHT: 229px" height="165" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R_my1y97ZAI/AAAAAAAAAKc/98RhhkzvUto/s320/IMG_4337.jpg" width="273" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; ...while the boys happily watched whatever sporting event was on at the time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then things got happenin' with an air hockey tournament. I, of course, was out in the first round (not that I had much of a chance anyway against Myndie the pro!). The finals came down to my bro Dave and Kevin with Dave being crowned the champion...but I'm sure there'll be a rematch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R_my2S97ZDI/AAAAAAAAAK0/SdA4GSWpfuw/s1600-h/IMG_4346.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R_my2S97ZDI/AAAAAAAAAK0/SdA4GSWpfuw/s320/IMG_4346.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R_m4NC97ZKI/AAAAAAAAALs/z0kG9NKXqiw/s1600-h/IMG_4351.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186378980168262818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R_m4NC97ZKI/AAAAAAAAALs/z0kG9NKXqiw/s320/IMG_4351.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Polished off the night with some cake (Tullis style with an unnecessarily oversized candle--usually due to not having birthday candles on hand--go big or go home, right?). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R_m5DS97ZLI/AAAAAAAAAL0/6K1SPU6p8fc/s1600-h/IMG_4362.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186379912176166066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R_m5DS97ZLI/AAAAAAAAAL0/6K1SPU6p8fc/s320/IMG_4362.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;It was a fantastic evening that just continued into a wonderful weekend.  I just feel so lucky to have such a supportive and loving family and  great friends!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R_m5Di97ZMI/AAAAAAAAAL8/_axkQU2PB2E/s1600-h/IMG_4365.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186379916471133378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R_m5Di97ZMI/AAAAAAAAAL8/_axkQU2PB2E/s320/IMG_4365.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thanks again to everyone for making my birthday so special!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I love you all so much!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372325282808443368-8441074965502750269?l=leggats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/feeds/8441074965502750269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372325282808443368&amp;postID=8441074965502750269' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/8441074965502750269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/8441074965502750269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/2008/04/thirty-check-flirty-still-got-it.html' title='Thirty--check. Flirty--still got it.  Thriving--you bet!'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13897885206560861370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R6KmHao9rpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ge95v-IRHyo/S220/IMG_0033rev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R_my2S97ZCI/AAAAAAAAAKs/zwLxicG-i0I/s72-c/IMG_4340.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372325282808443368.post-6443229721205101950</id><published>2008-04-03T09:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T09:29:20.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mimi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24137335@N07/2385601686/"&gt;&lt;img class="flickr-photo" style="WIDTH: 460px; HEIGHT: 342px" height="367" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2373/2385601686_bfa2461145.jpg" width="484" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame" align="left"&gt;Today is my mom's birthday. She's telling everyone she's 29, and even though she could totally pull that off, it's a little weird since I'm turning 30 in 2 days. I love my mom so much and here's a few reasons why:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. She always knows just what to do to make you feel better. I call her everytime Lily is even remotely sick. But it's not just that, she has always been so good at making bad days go away (even if it means getting in the car and driving to St. George).&lt;br /&gt;2. She is always hip and knows what's in style for the season. If you're ever wondering what the in colors are this spring, she's your gal! She's so much more in style than I ever could be.&lt;br /&gt;3. She knows how to make everything look just right especially with her artsy little touches. There's no where I'd rather be for Christmas than at her house.&lt;br /&gt;4. She loves pumping Radiohead full blast in her red buggy car on her way to work early in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;5. She loves, loves, LOVES her kids and grandkids and always, always, ALWAYS does way too much for us!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love you, Mimi!!! Thanks for everything you do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame" align="center"&gt;Happy 29th Birthday!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372325282808443368-6443229721205101950?l=leggats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/feeds/6443229721205101950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372325282808443368&amp;postID=6443229721205101950' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/6443229721205101950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/6443229721205101950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/2008/04/mimi.html' title='Mimi'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13897885206560861370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R6KmHao9rpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ge95v-IRHyo/S220/IMG_0033rev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2373/2385601686_bfa2461145_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372325282808443368.post-6650986868124235836</id><published>2008-03-27T08:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T12:51:37.886-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mamma Mia</title><content type='html'>Lily has called me by many names--first it was mama or just plain m&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R-u_ny97Y-I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/1F1OL-mLXsA/s1600-h/IMG_3893.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R-u_ny97Y-I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/1F1OL-mLXsA/s320/IMG_3893.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a, then mom and when she really wants my attention--Baca for Becca (which led to many yells of "Mom! Mama! Maca! Baca!"--you see the progression). But this week she has started calling me mommy for the first time. There's something about being called mommy that makes me feel like a real mom. I think it started because her bum's been hurting her so bad (darn those diaper rashes) which makes being called mommy even more sweet--because well, you know, when you're in pain the only thing you want is your mommy. Lots of times she says it in her fake baby voice (which, by the way, she's already mastered), but I'm falling for it against my better judgement...that girl's got me wrapped around her little finger.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372325282808443368-6650986868124235836?l=leggats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/feeds/6650986868124235836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372325282808443368&amp;postID=6650986868124235836' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/6650986868124235836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/6650986868124235836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/2008/03/mamma-mia.html' title='Mamma Mia'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13897885206560861370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R6KmHao9rpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ge95v-IRHyo/S220/IMG_0033rev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R-u_ny97Y-I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/1F1OL-mLXsA/s72-c/IMG_3893.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372325282808443368.post-4381387051470578440</id><published>2008-03-26T11:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T12:21:02.285-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Daffodils</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.scenicnursery.com/archives/dutch-master-daffodil.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.scenicnursery.com/archives/dutch-master-daffodil.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still haven't gotten my computer cleared out enough to add more photos, but don't worry, some super cute ones will be coming soon....it will be totally worth the wait, I promise. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I saw the first daffodils blooming across the street. What a perfect flower for spring--so bright and cheery and hopeful. It's been a long winter and I think it's supposed to snow tomorrow, but it has been so nice to feel the warmth of the sun and have the longer evenings especially with the beautiful few days that we've had. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was such a nice weekend for Easter, even with it being early this year. I loved that it came just when it's getting warmer and the symbolism that springtime provides--that-just like the daffodils-there is hope and that has been given to us through our Savior. Hmmmm....Ijust realized that our Enrichment meeting tonight might be talking about the same thing---I'll have to add more to this post once it's over. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But seeing that little daffodil today made me happy and I wanted to pass that along. With that, here's a thought for the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Look at the trees, look at the birds, look at the clouds, look at the stars... and if you have eyes you will be able to see that the whole existence is joyful. Everything is simply happy. Trees are happy for no reason; they are not going to become prime ministers or presidents and they are not going to become rich and they will never have any bank balance. Look at the flowers - for no reason. It is simply unbelievable how happy flowers are. ~Osho&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372325282808443368-4381387051470578440?l=leggats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/feeds/4381387051470578440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372325282808443368&amp;postID=4381387051470578440' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/4381387051470578440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/4381387051470578440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/2008/03/daffodils.html' title='Daffodils'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13897885206560861370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R6KmHao9rpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ge95v-IRHyo/S220/IMG_0033rev.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372325282808443368.post-1209441099462948505</id><published>2008-03-13T09:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T12:51:38.255-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nacho Lily</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.funtalking.com/images/nacho_jack2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 289px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 328px" height="397" alt="" src="http://www.funtalking.com/images/nacho_jack2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R9lQ-QZEj1I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/WeYrLSyq-yA/s1600-h/IMG_4157.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R9lQ-QZEj1I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/WeYrLSyq-yA/s400/IMG_4157.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thezreview.co.uk/posters/posterimages/n/nacholibre.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: left" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: left" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Your skills plus my skills--in the ring---tag team!&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/7372325282808443368-1209441099462948505?l=leggats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/feeds/1209441099462948505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372325282808443368&amp;postID=1209441099462948505' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/1209441099462948505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/1209441099462948505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/2008/03/nacho-lily.html' title='Nacho Lily'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13897885206560861370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R6KmHao9rpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ge95v-IRHyo/S220/IMG_0033rev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R9lQ-QZEj1I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/WeYrLSyq-yA/s72-c/IMG_4157.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372325282808443368.post-591738701427034648</id><published>2008-03-05T13:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T22:13:41.442-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Might I digress...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24137335@N07/2312522325/" title="shower by kevleggat, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3034/2312522325_dac2fc8a64.jpg" width="500" height="500" alt="shower" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to technical difficulties (aka-no space left on the computer), I'll have to put some old photos up--again. This is from the shower we had for Wes and Amber pre-Holden. I put photos up of just the ward because they're the only ones that leave comments, and thus the only ones that care (just kidding). The best part was that since it was a couples shower and the boys didn't know how to handle it, they all watched sports in the kitchen and the girls chatted about high chairs and hooter hiders in the living room. Anyway, we had lots of fun and it was more a party for us because it was a great way to get to know everyone better. Now someone else is going to have a baby so we can do it again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372325282808443368-591738701427034648?l=leggats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/feeds/591738701427034648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372325282808443368&amp;postID=591738701427034648' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/591738701427034648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/591738701427034648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/2008/03/might-i-digress.html' title='Might I digress...'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13897885206560861370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R6KmHao9rpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ge95v-IRHyo/S220/IMG_0033rev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3034/2312522325_dac2fc8a64_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372325282808443368.post-2936879056311071607</id><published>2008-02-29T11:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T11:57:20.361-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In honor of Leap day</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/koC7zRRHkdA"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/koC7zRRHkdA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This one goes out to all the So You Think You Can Dance fans out there!  These guys have nothing on Kevin and Chris though...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372325282808443368-2936879056311071607?l=leggats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/feeds/2936879056311071607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372325282808443368&amp;postID=2936879056311071607' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/2936879056311071607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/2936879056311071607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/2008/02/in-honor-of-leap-day.html' title='In honor of Leap day'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13897885206560861370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R6KmHao9rpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ge95v-IRHyo/S220/IMG_0033rev.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372325282808443368.post-1536530509017156006</id><published>2008-02-25T14:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T14:31:42.669-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lily loves...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/24137335@N07/2292537052/"&gt;&lt;img class="flickr-photo" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3082/2292537052_6da4c0e1e2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;books. She has to take one to bed with her every time she goes to sleep. Some of her favorites lately have been &lt;em&gt;Art&lt;/em&gt; by Patrcik McDonnell, &lt;em&gt;Little Pea&lt;/em&gt; by Amy Krouse Rosenthal, and &lt;em&gt;Walter the&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;Farting Dog Goes on a Cruise&lt;/em&gt; by William Kotzwinkle, Elizabeth Gundy and Glenn Murray. I'm always looking for new, different books for her (particularly those with neat illustrations). Any ideas? What have been some of your (or your kids') favorite books?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7372325282808443368-1536530509017156006?l=leggats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/feeds/1536530509017156006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372325282808443368&amp;postID=1536530509017156006' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/1536530509017156006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/1536530509017156006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/2008/02/lily-loves_25.html' title='Lily loves...'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13897885206560861370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R6KmHao9rpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ge95v-IRHyo/S220/IMG_0033rev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3082/2292537052_6da4c0e1e2_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7372325282808443368.post-1811846234058585341</id><published>2008-02-19T11:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T12:51:39.552-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ode to Joe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R7s2m2qJDBI/AAAAAAAAAI8/QPjb4TyVTGc/s1600-h/IMG_3763.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168785038472973330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R7s2m2qJDBI/AAAAAAAAAI8/QPjb4TyVTGc/s320/IMG_3763.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy 31st Birthday Joey!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R7s1LWqJC9I/AAAAAAAAAIc/B5riM3LCneA/s1600-h/IMG_4174.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168783466514942930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R7s1LWqJC9I/AAAAAAAAAIc/B5riM3LCneA/s400/IMG_4174.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R7s1jGqJC_I/AAAAAAAAAIs/micWcwcq6-8/s1600-h/IMG_4171.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168783874536836082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R7s1jGqJC_I/AAAAAAAAAIs/micWcwcq6-8/s200/IMG_4171.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We celebrated my brother Joey's birthday last night and obviously from the look on my mother's face, it was sooome party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R7s4dmqJDGI/AAAAAAAAAJk/pGsBjImKFmE/s1600-h/IMG_2909.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168787078582439010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R7s4dmqJDGI/AAAAAAAAAJk/pGsBjImKFmE/s200/IMG_2909.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R7s46GqJDHI/AAAAAAAAAJs/oHLDT0J_3Do/s1600-h/IMG_3863.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168787568208710770" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R7s46GqJDHI/AAAAAAAAAJs/oHLDT0J_3Do/s200/IMG_3863.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Here's to the world's greatest uncle!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(well, one of them anyway)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/7372325282808443368-1811846234058585341?l=leggats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/feeds/1811846234058585341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7372325282808443368&amp;postID=1811846234058585341' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/1811846234058585341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7372325282808443368/posts/default/1811846234058585341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leggats.blogspot.com/2008/02/ode-to-joe.html' title='Ode to Joe'/><author><name>Becca</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13897885206560861370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R6KmHao9rpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ge95v-IRHyo/S220/IMG_0033rev.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h4fC0q4Zrvk/R7s2m2qJDBI/AAAAAAAAAI8/QPjb4TyVTGc/s72-c/IMG_3763.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
