<?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-8649557567689739484</id><updated>2012-01-30T20:50:58.111-07:00</updated><category term='points'/><category term='Beverly Hills 90210'/><category term='babies'/><category term='list'/><category term='movies'/><category term='Family'/><category term='The Earls'/><category term='Age of Love'/><category term='Los Hermanos'/><category term='Saturday Night Live'/><category term='photos'/><category term='BYU'/><category term='recap'/><category term='The Killers'/><category term='Vince Vaughn'/><category term='summer'/><category term='Long hair'/><category term='Food thief'/><category term='30 Rock'/><category term='first post'/><category term='douchebags'/><category term='Halloween'/><category term='eligible bachelor'/><category term='Ben Hanson Bowling Invitational'/><category term='Kenneth'/><category term='email'/><category term='Saved by the Bell'/><category term='cycling'/><category term='miniature golf'/><category term='nerd love'/><category term='Video'/><category term='Kate Lauryn Staples'/><category term='Bracey'/><category term='restaurants'/><category term='Will Ferrell'/><category term='Idaho Falls'/><category term='Flight of the Conchords'/><category term='Rick Astley'/><category term='Steve Carell'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='cupcakes'/><category term='Concert'/><category term='Photography'/><category term='Primary'/><category term='Anchorman'/><category term='reality tv'/><category term='game'/><category term='Popped collars'/><category term='Teenagers'/><category term='You Tube'/><category term='Tracey'/><category term='Bob&apos;s Brainfreeze'/><category term='Nixon watches'/><category term='Family news'/><category term='Disney World'/><category term='Friday'/><category term='Utah'/><category term='Disneyland'/><category term='Ikea'/><category term='Bethany'/><category term='Jeremy'/><category term='Sam'/><category term='West Coast Donkeys'/><category term='Trailer'/><category term='Disney'/><category term='Cleveland'/><category term='cougars'/><title type='text'>Sam's Town</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Tracey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11432282179330172309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oSwM2bvoaU/SPPNvM5qkSI/AAAAAAAABrU/WZYj0uSDX-M/S220/Tracey+princess.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>569</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649557567689739484.post-3140981339390524762</id><published>2012-01-30T20:50:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T20:50:58.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 29 - Big Boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Someone has officially graduated to a big boy twin bed. We have been trying to figure out how we were going to make the transition from the toddler bed since our crib mattress will soon be needed by Baby Girl. &amp;nbsp; My sweet friend Tracy was getting rid of her oldest son's bed and asked if we wanted it. &amp;nbsp;I think I may have screamed, "YES!!!" &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sam was very excited to bring home a "big bed" &amp;nbsp;but we made him wait a week and a half while I sanded and repainted it. More on that later. Also, he still has a darling quilt coming his way to complete his new big boy room. &amp;nbsp;Until I finish it, I'm letting him use the quilt my Grandma Dannelly made for Ben and I for our wedding. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think someone might be just a little excited.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZuUlj8UNh2Q/TydkoS3ynsI/AAAAAAAAEKs/SFD7M5Ot1KE/s1600/day-29-web.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZuUlj8UNh2Q/TydkoS3ynsI/AAAAAAAAEKs/SFD7M5Ot1KE/s640/day-29-web.jpg" width="456" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649557567689739484-3140981339390524762?l=traceyandben.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/feeds/3140981339390524762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-29-big-boy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/3140981339390524762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/3140981339390524762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-29-big-boy.html' title='Day 29 - Big Boy'/><author><name>Tracey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11432282179330172309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oSwM2bvoaU/SPPNvM5qkSI/AAAAAAAABrU/WZYj0uSDX-M/S220/Tracey+princess.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZuUlj8UNh2Q/TydkoS3ynsI/AAAAAAAAEKs/SFD7M5Ot1KE/s72-c/day-29-web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649557567689739484.post-2504166725271285244</id><published>2012-01-30T20:44:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T20:44:20.982-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 28 - Beep</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Saturday was crazy busy for us so by the time we got to bed, both Ben and I were exhausted. &amp;nbsp;At 1:30 am our peaceful slumber was disturbed by a beeping. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Why do smoke detector batteries always go out in the in middle of the night? &amp;nbsp;Especially when you have super high vaulted ceilings and no ladder?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My smartie pants husband pulled our kitchen table into our bedroom and then placed a chair on it to reach the smoke detector. &amp;nbsp; I'm glad he's so smart because in my sleep deprived state, my solution would have been to go sleep in the spare bedroom. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I did have the presence of mind to take a photo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8fXxuU6FRfw/TydjWCX3oCI/AAAAAAAAEKg/g3NHHo8Mgf8/s1600/day-28-web.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8fXxuU6FRfw/TydjWCX3oCI/AAAAAAAAEKg/g3NHHo8Mgf8/s640/day-28-web.jpg" width="282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649557567689739484-2504166725271285244?l=traceyandben.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/feeds/2504166725271285244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-28-beep.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/2504166725271285244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/2504166725271285244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-28-beep.html' title='Day 28 - Beep'/><author><name>Tracey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11432282179330172309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oSwM2bvoaU/SPPNvM5qkSI/AAAAAAAABrU/WZYj0uSDX-M/S220/Tracey+princess.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8fXxuU6FRfw/TydjWCX3oCI/AAAAAAAAEKg/g3NHHo8Mgf8/s72-c/day-28-web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649557567689739484.post-4659336195296090109</id><published>2012-01-28T19:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T19:40:11.615-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 27 - Stroller</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ben's parents bought us a sit and stand stroller for Sam and the baby. &amp;nbsp;I did tons of research and waited for a sale make the purchase. The night we went to buy it, I discovered the model I chose wouldn't work with my car seat. &amp;nbsp;UGH! &amp;nbsp;So after even more research, I found a stroller I liked even more. &amp;nbsp;Ben put it together today and wheeled it out to the living room to show Sam. &amp;nbsp;He immediately said, "Ellie's stroller!" &amp;nbsp;It's good to hear all this baby talk is sinking in. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We then explained that the stroller was for both Sam and his baby sister. Right away, he made himself comfortable. &amp;nbsp;In the baby's seat. &amp;nbsp;With his blanket. &amp;nbsp;Watching television. &amp;nbsp;Apparently, we need to continue discussing the baby. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2l-0YlQp-pQ/TySxViH9rYI/AAAAAAAAEJQ/eMUpjrO68Sw/s1600/day-27-web.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="344" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2l-0YlQp-pQ/TySxViH9rYI/AAAAAAAAEJQ/eMUpjrO68Sw/s640/day-27-web.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649557567689739484-4659336195296090109?l=traceyandben.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/feeds/4659336195296090109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-27-stroller.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/4659336195296090109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/4659336195296090109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-27-stroller.html' title='Day 27 - Stroller'/><author><name>Tracey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11432282179330172309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oSwM2bvoaU/SPPNvM5qkSI/AAAAAAAABrU/WZYj0uSDX-M/S220/Tracey+princess.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2l-0YlQp-pQ/TySxViH9rYI/AAAAAAAAEJQ/eMUpjrO68Sw/s72-c/day-27-web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649557567689739484.post-7499051299689242271</id><published>2012-01-27T19:36:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T19:36:32.174-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 26 - Two Points</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;"&gt;Sometimes it is 8:00 PM and I realize I don't have a photo. Then fate steps in a saves me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3pSkRVQs0_Y/TyNe11paf6I/AAAAAAAAEIw/nftruh3Fexo/s1600/day-26-web.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="456" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3pSkRVQs0_Y/TyNe11paf6I/AAAAAAAAEIw/nftruh3Fexo/s640/day-26-web.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Remember Sam's &lt;a href="http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-12-tickets.html"&gt;gambling habit&lt;/a&gt;? &amp;nbsp;These little babies are all over my house, my car and apparently my child.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/8649557567689739484-7499051299689242271?l=traceyandben.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/feeds/7499051299689242271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-26-two-points.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/7499051299689242271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/7499051299689242271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-26-two-points.html' title='Day 26 - Two Points'/><author><name>Tracey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11432282179330172309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oSwM2bvoaU/SPPNvM5qkSI/AAAAAAAABrU/WZYj0uSDX-M/S220/Tracey+princess.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3pSkRVQs0_Y/TyNe11paf6I/AAAAAAAAEIw/nftruh3Fexo/s72-c/day-26-web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649557567689739484.post-170180239868190017</id><published>2012-01-26T19:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T19:18:05.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 25 - BOOM!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So whenever Ben is right and I'm wrong, he points at me with both index fingers and says, "Boom!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Imagine my immense pleasure when my 3 yr old imitated this at dinner tonight. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XKH95OB0bjk/TyIJEnkh7OI/AAAAAAAAEII/Uc0LGno_hEc/s1600/day-25-web.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="456" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XKH95OB0bjk/TyIJEnkh7OI/AAAAAAAAEII/Uc0LGno_hEc/s640/day-25-web.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Please note the ninja sweat covering his body. &amp;nbsp;We play way too much Fruit Ninja in this house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649557567689739484-170180239868190017?l=traceyandben.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/feeds/170180239868190017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-25-boom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/170180239868190017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/170180239868190017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-25-boom.html' title='Day 25 - BOOM!'/><author><name>Tracey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11432282179330172309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oSwM2bvoaU/SPPNvM5qkSI/AAAAAAAABrU/WZYj0uSDX-M/S220/Tracey+princess.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XKH95OB0bjk/TyIJEnkh7OI/AAAAAAAAEII/Uc0LGno_hEc/s72-c/day-25-web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649557567689739484.post-4753850862982258009</id><published>2012-01-26T19:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T20:03:27.015-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 24 - Chuck E. Cheese</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sam has been to a total of TWO kid's birthday parties in his life. &amp;nbsp;His cousin Zaylee's last year and now Logan's. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For Logan's birthday we went to Chuck E. Cheese. &amp;nbsp;Our group consisted of me, Sam, Buddy, Logan and his two AWESOME brothers, Larson and Jackson. (We were of course sad that Ben, Tom and especially Jordan couldn't be with us.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For all of you Chuck E. Cheese naysayers out there. &amp;nbsp;You're wrong. &amp;nbsp;Chuck E. Cheese it the BEST. &amp;nbsp;The kids had so much fun. &amp;nbsp;Sam and Logan were in heaven. &amp;nbsp;It was clean. &amp;nbsp;The games were fun. &amp;nbsp;The food wasn't half bad. &amp;nbsp;Sam ate ALL of his pizza. Also, it doesn't hurt that we were with our favorite playmates. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I would also like to point out to a couple of individuals that the photos I took yesterday weren't that great. &amp;nbsp;In fact, I'm pretty sure that the photos taken yesterday by one of those individuals are MUCH better. &amp;nbsp;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cute friends riding a "roller coaster" together. &amp;nbsp;So fun until it died.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EQpIO9bzHEA/TyIHM380fFI/AAAAAAAAEHo/4RA7NHMsLNM/s1600/day-24-web.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="456" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EQpIO9bzHEA/TyIHM380fFI/AAAAAAAAEHo/4RA7NHMsLNM/s640/day-24-web.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Logan driving a monster truck. &amp;nbsp;Sam trying to escape.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DgKl6Sss6N8/TyIHNlmOH0I/AAAAAAAAEHw/CK4yo9yVywg/s1600/IMG_3746.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DgKl6Sss6N8/TyIHNlmOH0I/AAAAAAAAEHw/CK4yo9yVywg/s640/IMG_3746.jpg" width="456" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For a moment I couldn't find Sam. &amp;nbsp;I looked over to the big kid games and spotted this.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-heqtRKVC-Z8/TyIHPHeU1WI/AAAAAAAAEH4/81ekQVcY8DY/s1600/IMG_3759.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-heqtRKVC-Z8/TyIHPHeU1WI/AAAAAAAAEH4/81ekQVcY8DY/s640/IMG_3759.jpg" width="456" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Buddy and Logan laughing HYSTERICALLY while riding a Jurassic Park motion ride/game thing.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aZgvTPiQtBk/TyIHYQ4alOI/AAAAAAAAEIA/P6m5fMdtbXk/s1600/IMG_3771.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aZgvTPiQtBk/TyIHYQ4alOI/AAAAAAAAEIA/P6m5fMdtbXk/s640/IMG_3771.jpg" width="456" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As always, we had so much fun with our friends. &amp;nbsp;Now I just have to take Ben to Chuck E. Cheese.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649557567689739484-4753850862982258009?l=traceyandben.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/feeds/4753850862982258009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-24-chuck-e-cheese.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/4753850862982258009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/4753850862982258009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-24-chuck-e-cheese.html' title='Day 24 - Chuck E. Cheese'/><author><name>Tracey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11432282179330172309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oSwM2bvoaU/SPPNvM5qkSI/AAAAAAAABrU/WZYj0uSDX-M/S220/Tracey+princess.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EQpIO9bzHEA/TyIHM380fFI/AAAAAAAAEHo/4RA7NHMsLNM/s72-c/day-24-web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649557567689739484.post-6193573539284342381</id><published>2012-01-24T18:22:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T18:22:46.727-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 23 - Super Cool</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ben wears hats a lot. Before he got his job at the University of Texas, I would say that he wore a hat 85% of the time. &amp;nbsp;Sunday was practically the only day he didn't wear one. &amp;nbsp;Now he mostly just wears them at night and on Saturdays.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Until recently, Sam has not been interested in wearing hats. &amp;nbsp;He is, however, interested in picking out hats for Ben. &amp;nbsp;Over the last few months he has also started to warm to the idea of wearing them. &amp;nbsp;Ben encourages this by telling him he looks, "Super cool!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This afternoon I came out of the office to find this little scene.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I said, "Nice hat Sam." &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He responded, "Sam is SUPER cool!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That you are little friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cF1g-NXu8RU/Tx9ZCoXd_BI/AAAAAAAAEDk/6omt33aoAmo/s1600/IMG_3733.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="456" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cF1g-NXu8RU/Tx9ZCoXd_BI/AAAAAAAAEDk/6omt33aoAmo/s640/IMG_3733.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649557567689739484-6193573539284342381?l=traceyandben.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/feeds/6193573539284342381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-23-super-cool.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/6193573539284342381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/6193573539284342381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-23-super-cool.html' title='Day 23 - Super Cool'/><author><name>Tracey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11432282179330172309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oSwM2bvoaU/SPPNvM5qkSI/AAAAAAAABrU/WZYj0uSDX-M/S220/Tracey+princess.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cF1g-NXu8RU/Tx9ZCoXd_BI/AAAAAAAAEDk/6omt33aoAmo/s72-c/IMG_3733.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649557567689739484.post-3538951790898921503</id><published>2012-01-23T20:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T20:33:01.264-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 22 - Chinese New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sam has the BEST teachers. &amp;nbsp;Teachers that have mini-dance parties to Moves Like Jagger with Sam in the parking lot. &amp;nbsp;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For Christmas, they gave all of the kids a sweet stuffed polar bear and a book. &amp;nbsp;When Sam opened it he said, "Oh! &amp;nbsp;It's so cute!" &amp;nbsp;He repeats the sentiment whenever he hugs it. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For Chinese New Year, they gave all of the kids a fun red envelope. &amp;nbsp;I handed it to Sam in the car before opening it. &amp;nbsp;I heard him yell, "YAY!!! &amp;nbsp;A ticket!" &amp;nbsp;I was a little confused until I got him out and realized that his ticket was actually a dollar. &amp;nbsp;According to my extensive internet research, the red envelopes are good luck and ward off evil spirits. &amp;nbsp;Like I said, he has the BEST teachers. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When we got out, Sam insisted on carrying his envelope in his pocket. &amp;nbsp;When he couldn't get it in his front pocket, he tried to put it down his shirt. &amp;nbsp;Obviously that didn't work so well. &amp;nbsp;(At the zoo, he tried to put a rock down his shirt. &amp;nbsp;Strange child.) &amp;nbsp;He was thrilled when I helped him put it in his back pocket. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Goodness, I love this kid. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-37lkZ_DKrs8/Tx4lv5qCjlI/AAAAAAAAEDA/RsJoxBjbBhc/s1600/day-22-web.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-37lkZ_DKrs8/Tx4lv5qCjlI/AAAAAAAAEDA/RsJoxBjbBhc/s640/day-22-web.jpg" width="456" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;In case you are wondering he is playing his favorite walking game in the photo. &amp;nbsp;It consists of hitting different objects and saying, "Take that _____!" &amp;nbsp;In this case he was talking to the AC unit. My favorite is when he hits the doorbell and says, "Take that ding-dong!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649557567689739484-3538951790898921503?l=traceyandben.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/feeds/3538951790898921503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-22-chinese-new-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/3538951790898921503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/3538951790898921503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-22-chinese-new-year.html' title='Day 22 - Chinese New Year'/><author><name>Tracey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11432282179330172309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oSwM2bvoaU/SPPNvM5qkSI/AAAAAAAABrU/WZYj0uSDX-M/S220/Tracey+princess.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-37lkZ_DKrs8/Tx4lv5qCjlI/AAAAAAAAEDA/RsJoxBjbBhc/s72-c/day-22-web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649557567689739484.post-5441977686243880129</id><published>2012-01-22T18:46:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T18:46:44.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 20 and 21 - Fruit Ninja</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sam is really into video games. &amp;nbsp;He is also really into Fruit Ninja on the iPod. &amp;nbsp;He loved playing it with Uncle Berk when he was here this fall. &amp;nbsp;Yesterday, Ben decided to buy it for the Kinnect. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh. My. Goodness. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Greatest $10 we ever spent. &amp;nbsp;The kid is in love. He played all afternoon yesterday. &amp;nbsp;He played last night while the babysitter was here. &amp;nbsp; He woke up this morning and said, "Good morning Daddy. &amp;nbsp;Play Fruit Ninja on TV." He played after church today. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here he is yesterday while in the midst of a ninja frenzy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pvl_X4KMaeo/Txxx6EHVseI/AAAAAAAAEAg/Al0kga093Rs/s1600/day-20-web.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="456" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pvl_X4KMaeo/Txxx6EHVseI/AAAAAAAAEAg/Al0kga093Rs/s640/day-20-web.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The best part? &amp;nbsp;The kid is jumping around like a maniac. It wears him out. He gets to play video games and get TONS o' exercise at the same time. As you can see below, the kid isn't afraid to play hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5_B4DqkkYn0/Txy7ezWl8_I/AAAAAAAAEA0/eY8vhbgT_-E/s1600/day-21-web.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="456" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5_B4DqkkYn0/Txy7ezWl8_I/AAAAAAAAEA0/eY8vhbgT_-E/s640/day-21-web.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And he makes sound effects. &amp;nbsp;Like "Hee-ya!" &amp;nbsp;and "Boo-ya!" &amp;nbsp;Yes, I said Boo-ya. &amp;nbsp;It's awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's a little video of our favorite ninja.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="480" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/qXy0ygPzY7I?rel=0" width="853"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The only problem is he's not so good about playing with others. &amp;nbsp;There is a 2-player mode. &amp;nbsp;Nope, doesn't dig that. &amp;nbsp;Mommy and Daddy can play maybe ONE game and then he says, "Sammy's turn!" He wouldn't even let the babysitter play. &amp;nbsp;Little stinker. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br class="Apple-interchange-newline" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9kyUWeAqFG8/Txy7-AgD5EI/AAAAAAAAEA8/HlZIDeNVDv0/s1600/IMG_3695.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9kyUWeAqFG8/Txy7-AgD5EI/AAAAAAAAEA8/HlZIDeNVDv0/s640/IMG_3695.jpg" width="456" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-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/8649557567689739484-5441977686243880129?l=traceyandben.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/feeds/5441977686243880129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-20-and-21-fruit-ninja.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/5441977686243880129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/5441977686243880129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-20-and-21-fruit-ninja.html' title='Day 20 and 21 - Fruit Ninja'/><author><name>Tracey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11432282179330172309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oSwM2bvoaU/SPPNvM5qkSI/AAAAAAAABrU/WZYj0uSDX-M/S220/Tracey+princess.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pvl_X4KMaeo/Txxx6EHVseI/AAAAAAAAEAg/Al0kga093Rs/s72-c/day-20-web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649557567689739484.post-2907270534474441810</id><published>2012-01-20T16:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T16:15:14.877-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 19 - Goats</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our friends Buddy and Logan invited us out for a fabulous day at the Austin Zoo. &amp;nbsp;I use the term zoo very loosely. &amp;nbsp;It more like a private animal sanctuary. A fun and kinda ghetto zoo. &amp;nbsp;We loved it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There are all sorts of random exhibits. &amp;nbsp;Like a giant turkey wearing shoes (???) that I wouldn't go near. &amp;nbsp;Scary turkey. &amp;nbsp; I especially loved (NOT) the scary roosters walking around. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;They also had biggest pig I have ever seen in my life. &amp;nbsp;I texted Ben a picture but it isn't real great. &amp;nbsp;There were tons of monkeys, big cats and super fun goats.&amp;nbsp;We had such a good time. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Buddy and I liked the animals. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sam and Logan liked the sticks and the rocks. Go figure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here are the cuties posing in the duck cut-outs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PSNgn6F_L3c/TxnyyV4MKNI/AAAAAAAAD_w/gl1Z57r37j4/s1600/IMG_3551-copy-web.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PSNgn6F_L3c/TxnyyV4MKNI/AAAAAAAAD_w/gl1Z57r37j4/s640/IMG_3551-copy-web.jpg" width="425" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oWwvyGYH2kY/TxnyxogHTtI/AAAAAAAAD_o/TdE9ejcHoAY/s1600/IMG_3546-copyweb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oWwvyGYH2kY/TxnyxogHTtI/AAAAAAAAD_o/TdE9ejcHoAY/s640/IMG_3546-copyweb.jpg" width="425" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Attempting to get a picture in front of the lions. &amp;nbsp;Sam was loving but less than cooperative. &amp;nbsp;Logan wanted to go inside the cage with the lions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TbUObAmjpV0/TxnyzIM2nvI/AAAAAAAAD_4/uOzTZZdTWPc/s1600/IMG_3554-copyweb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="456" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TbUObAmjpV0/TxnyzIM2nvI/AAAAAAAAD_4/uOzTZZdTWPc/s640/IMG_3554-copyweb.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X8_D4y6hCVs/Txnyzzx6IcI/AAAAAAAAEAA/nMK_ckQgLm4/s1600/IMG_3558-copy-web.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X8_D4y6hCVs/Txnyzzx6IcI/AAAAAAAAEAA/nMK_ckQgLm4/s640/IMG_3558-copy-web.jpg" width="456" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My sweetie boy riding the most random train I have ever seen in my life. &amp;nbsp;Cute but I wasn't quite sure why there were aliens, pirates, gnomes and half a rhino along the route. &amp;nbsp;Whatever. &amp;nbsp;It was a train. &amp;nbsp;The boys loved it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YblmyhzmJHI/Txny0rxHoFI/AAAAAAAAEAI/SL1w5TobBD8/s1600/IMG_3562-copy-web.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YblmyhzmJHI/Txny0rxHoFI/AAAAAAAAEAI/SL1w5TobBD8/s640/IMG_3562-copy-web.jpg" width="456" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Cute friends holding hands while walking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eQCr78-3cFQ/Txny10Jql4I/AAAAAAAAEAQ/M3ukS1u_H0I/s1600/IMG_3576-copy-web.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eQCr78-3cFQ/Txny10Jql4I/AAAAAAAAEAQ/M3ukS1u_H0I/s640/IMG_3576-copy-web.jpg" width="456" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My very favorite part of the day was feeding the goats. &amp;nbsp;Sam was totally into it and practically stuck his hands in the goats' mouths. &amp;nbsp;Lovely. &amp;nbsp;Buddy said at one point Sam pulled his hand away and she saw a trail of goat drool. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yKJdFVp2LzY/Txnywiba_MI/AAAAAAAAD_g/FrYvQx9QPEw/s1600/day-19-web.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="456" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yKJdFVp2LzY/Txnywiba_MI/AAAAAAAAD_g/FrYvQx9QPEw/s640/day-19-web.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Logan on the other hand was more cautious. &amp;nbsp;He would put the feed in their little troughs and then yell for them to come get it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here he is yelling, "Come here white horse!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Hysterical.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-be8MNpKR1qE/Txny2X3CiFI/AAAAAAAAEAY/RGcH0poxJZo/s1600/IMG_3624-web.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="456" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-be8MNpKR1qE/Txny2X3CiFI/AAAAAAAAEAY/RGcH0poxJZo/s640/IMG_3624-web.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We are sooooo lucky to have such good friends here in Austin. We can hardly wait for our next adventure!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649557567689739484-2907270534474441810?l=traceyandben.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/feeds/2907270534474441810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-19-goats.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/2907270534474441810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/2907270534474441810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-19-goats.html' title='Day 19 - Goats'/><author><name>Tracey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11432282179330172309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oSwM2bvoaU/SPPNvM5qkSI/AAAAAAAABrU/WZYj0uSDX-M/S220/Tracey+princess.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PSNgn6F_L3c/TxnyyV4MKNI/AAAAAAAAD_w/gl1Z57r37j4/s72-c/IMG_3551-copy-web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649557567689739484.post-2751972068530241258</id><published>2012-01-19T19:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T19:15:47.224-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 18 - Delightful</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My plan for the day was to post a picture of the darling blessing dress my friend Kristen gave me for Baby Girl. &amp;nbsp;So CUTE and I'm so grateful that she thought of it! &amp;nbsp;Such a sweet friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8iKn2zxquFc/TxjNK-MMMOI/AAAAAAAAD_Q/HAy7o6J8CBM/s1600/IMG_3489.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8iKn2zxquFc/TxjNK-MMMOI/AAAAAAAAD_Q/HAy7o6J8CBM/s640/IMG_3489.jpg" width="456" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;However, Sam was not about to be upstaged by a dress and proceeded to be super cute in his own way playing with all of his cars from the Cars movie. &amp;nbsp;I love that he knows that it's time to smile when the camera comes out. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He has been particularly cute and delightful lately. &amp;nbsp;His daily reports from school have been awesome. He's making amazing progress. Last night he even initiated going #2 on the potty! &amp;nbsp;So exciting. &amp;nbsp;Today I tried to put him down for a rest (aka nap) and he started to cry, "But I need snuuuuuuuggggggles." &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;With a face like this, there was not a chance of me resisting.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_xU-cFUN5GE/TxjN_bWfG4I/AAAAAAAAD_Y/F7e9xC0zKLc/s1600/day-18-web.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_xU-cFUN5GE/TxjN_bWfG4I/AAAAAAAAD_Y/F7e9xC0zKLc/s640/day-18-web.jpg" width="456" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649557567689739484-2751972068530241258?l=traceyandben.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/feeds/2751972068530241258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-18-delightful.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/2751972068530241258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/2751972068530241258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-18-delightful.html' title='Day 18 - Delightful'/><author><name>Tracey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11432282179330172309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oSwM2bvoaU/SPPNvM5qkSI/AAAAAAAABrU/WZYj0uSDX-M/S220/Tracey+princess.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8iKn2zxquFc/TxjNK-MMMOI/AAAAAAAAD_Q/HAy7o6J8CBM/s72-c/IMG_3489.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649557567689739484.post-2864447840370417478</id><published>2012-01-19T19:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T19:08:20.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 17 - the betes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our Young Women activity put me behind last night. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H6Elxmk11io/TxjL9OJWT_I/AAAAAAAAD_I/kiELSEykRgA/s1600/day-17.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="456" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H6Elxmk11io/TxjL9OJWT_I/AAAAAAAAD_I/kiELSEykRgA/s640/day-17.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yesterday was the first day of finger stabbing. &amp;nbsp;So far, so good. &amp;nbsp;No above range readings. With my $100 worth of one month supplies (UGH!) I got a cute pink meter. For free. &amp;nbsp;It's the little things people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649557567689739484-2864447840370417478?l=traceyandben.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/feeds/2864447840370417478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-17-betes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/2864447840370417478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/2864447840370417478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-17-betes.html' title='Day 17 - the betes'/><author><name>Tracey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11432282179330172309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oSwM2bvoaU/SPPNvM5qkSI/AAAAAAAABrU/WZYj0uSDX-M/S220/Tracey+princess.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H6Elxmk11io/TxjL9OJWT_I/AAAAAAAAD_I/kiELSEykRgA/s72-c/day-17.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649557567689739484.post-2804090467864054651</id><published>2012-01-17T19:34:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T19:34:44.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 16 - Indifference</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today was the appointment at Maternal Fetal Medicine. &amp;nbsp;They are going to try to control my GD (Gestational Diabetes) with diet. &amp;nbsp;For the first week we are just going to cut refined foods and sugar and see where we get. &amp;nbsp;No carb counting and no medication. &amp;nbsp;Just finger stabbing 4x's a day. My levels were good when they tested me so fingers crossed. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We also had another ultrasound. &amp;nbsp;Baby Girl is definitely a girl and she still had all of her parts. &amp;nbsp;She did not feel like letting us see her face. &amp;nbsp;She kept covering it with her little hands. I'm 29.5 weeks and she is about 3.5 lbs so she is a little big. &amp;nbsp;Sam always measured big so no big surprise there. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I had no idea they were going to do an ultrasound so it was a pleasant surprise. &amp;nbsp;I was especially excited that Sam was going to get to see the baby. &amp;nbsp;As you can see, he was sooooooo interested. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0yXpf-mzscQ/TxYvglVjGaI/AAAAAAAAD-8/ngJjRWIEAAo/s1600/day-16-web.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="456" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0yXpf-mzscQ/TxYvglVjGaI/AAAAAAAAD-8/ngJjRWIEAAo/s640/day-16-web.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649557567689739484-2804090467864054651?l=traceyandben.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/feeds/2804090467864054651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-16-indifference.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/2804090467864054651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/2804090467864054651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-16-indifference.html' title='Day 16 - Indifference'/><author><name>Tracey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11432282179330172309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oSwM2bvoaU/SPPNvM5qkSI/AAAAAAAABrU/WZYj0uSDX-M/S220/Tracey+princess.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0yXpf-mzscQ/TxYvglVjGaI/AAAAAAAAD-8/ngJjRWIEAAo/s72-c/day-16-web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649557567689739484.post-6389822353369515427</id><published>2012-01-16T19:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T19:57:03.288-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 15 - Coloring</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Other than going to lunch with Ben, all we did today was snuggle, play and color. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Best MLK day ever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W3cBFMmvOnQ/TxTjSq6fiuI/AAAAAAAAD-s/Ygl03X3beJA/s1600/IMG_3457-web.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="456" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W3cBFMmvOnQ/TxTjSq6fiuI/AAAAAAAAD-s/Ygl03X3beJA/s640/IMG_3457-web.jpg" width="640" /&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/8649557567689739484-6389822353369515427?l=traceyandben.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/feeds/6389822353369515427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-15-coloring.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/6389822353369515427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/6389822353369515427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-15-coloring.html' title='Day 15 - Coloring'/><author><name>Tracey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11432282179330172309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oSwM2bvoaU/SPPNvM5qkSI/AAAAAAAABrU/WZYj0uSDX-M/S220/Tracey+princess.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W3cBFMmvOnQ/TxTjSq6fiuI/AAAAAAAAD-s/Ygl03X3beJA/s72-c/IMG_3457-web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649557567689739484.post-3807523121511748050</id><published>2012-01-15T19:32:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T19:32:59.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 14 - My Handsome Hanson Support Crew</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I was pregnant with Sam starting at 14 weeks we hard an extremely difficult time keeping my blood pressure under control even on medication. &amp;nbsp;My edema was so bad that Ben would write words in my legs by pressing on them. &amp;nbsp;The indentations wouldn't go away for at least 5 minutes. I lost 30 lbs in the 4 days I was in the hospital delivering Sam. &amp;nbsp;That's a lot of water weight people.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm happy to report that my blood pressure with Baby Girl has been great. &amp;nbsp;I have hardly any swelling. &amp;nbsp;I'm still wearing my wedding ring and I wore some sassy high heels to church today . . . with my tent of a maternity dress. &amp;nbsp;:) &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My perfect pregnancy has just hit a speed bump. &amp;nbsp;They diagnosed me with Gestational Diabetes this last week. Not fun for anyone but especially difficult since I have been a SUGAR FIEND with this baby. &amp;nbsp;I go in Tuesday and we'll find out the game plan. &amp;nbsp;However, since I'm obsessive I've already started reading up on the subject and figuring out what I need to do to minimize my risks. Obviously cutting sugar and carbs is part of it. &amp;nbsp;Ben has graciously been devouring all of the junk in our house. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One of the other things they suggest is to walk after dinner. &amp;nbsp;Now, if you know my hubby at all, making him walk is like pulling teeth. &amp;nbsp;His parents are avid walkers and hikers. &amp;nbsp;Somewhere along the line he developed a deep aversion to it. &amp;nbsp;He'd rather go run on the treadmill. (which he does regularly) So tonight when I asked Sam if he wanted to go for a walk Ben let out a giant groan. I told him he didn't have to go but because he loves his wife and son he joined us. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am so lucky to have a such a handsome support crew. &amp;nbsp;Men who walk and consume large amounts of sugar for the women they love. &amp;nbsp;What more could a girl ask for? &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-as_-1gb0WTk/TxOL5bWDPRI/AAAAAAAAD-k/ersD47808ig/s1600/day-14-web.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-as_-1gb0WTk/TxOL5bWDPRI/AAAAAAAAD-k/ersD47808ig/s640/day-14-web.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649557567689739484-3807523121511748050?l=traceyandben.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/feeds/3807523121511748050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-14-my-handsome-hanson-support-crew.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/3807523121511748050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/3807523121511748050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-14-my-handsome-hanson-support-crew.html' title='Day 14 - My Handsome Hanson Support Crew'/><author><name>Tracey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11432282179330172309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oSwM2bvoaU/SPPNvM5qkSI/AAAAAAAABrU/WZYj0uSDX-M/S220/Tracey+princess.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-as_-1gb0WTk/TxOL5bWDPRI/AAAAAAAAD-k/ersD47808ig/s72-c/day-14-web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649557567689739484.post-8128401134957300762</id><published>2012-01-14T22:05:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T22:05:57.161-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 13 - Bumputer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sam has his own login on the "bumputer". &amp;nbsp;He perches &amp;nbsp;on the stool, clicks on the doggie icon and then opens up Google Chrome to play his games. &amp;nbsp;We've set them up on bookmarks so he can easily find them. &amp;nbsp;My favorite part is when he suddenly jumps down to go potty. &amp;nbsp;Sometimes he forgets to put his pants back on before he returns. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ABqI0J8dLTY/TxJek42GLxI/AAAAAAAAD-c/uRt9gjfxizU/s1600/IMG_3399.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ABqI0J8dLTY/TxJek42GLxI/AAAAAAAAD-c/uRt9gjfxizU/s640/IMG_3399.jpg" width="456" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649557567689739484-8128401134957300762?l=traceyandben.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/feeds/8128401134957300762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-13-bumputer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/8128401134957300762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/8128401134957300762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-13-bumputer.html' title='Day 13 - Bumputer'/><author><name>Tracey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11432282179330172309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oSwM2bvoaU/SPPNvM5qkSI/AAAAAAAABrU/WZYj0uSDX-M/S220/Tracey+princess.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ABqI0J8dLTY/TxJek42GLxI/AAAAAAAAD-c/uRt9gjfxizU/s72-c/IMG_3399.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649557567689739484.post-715993596967018320</id><published>2012-01-13T19:42:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T19:42:41.409-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 12 - Tickets</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our local grocery store, HEB, gives out "Buddy Bucks" to kids. &amp;nbsp;They take the bucks to a machine where they spin for tickets. &amp;nbsp;Each ticket has a number value and they can save them up for prizes. &amp;nbsp;Sam just likes the number stickers. &amp;nbsp;He sticks them to his clothes and his toys. &amp;nbsp;Especially Clue. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's a little video of him at the machine. &amp;nbsp;I'm starting to become a little concerned that he may develop a gambling habit later in life. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed allowfullscreen="true" allownetworking="all" flashvars="file=http%3A%2F%2Fvid577.photobucket.com%2Falbums%2Fss217%2Ftdannely%2FVIDEO0139.mp4" height="361" src="http://static.photobucket.com/player.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="600" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649557567689739484-715993596967018320?l=traceyandben.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/feeds/715993596967018320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-12-tickets.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/715993596967018320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/715993596967018320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-12-tickets.html' title='Day 12 - Tickets'/><author><name>Tracey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11432282179330172309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oSwM2bvoaU/SPPNvM5qkSI/AAAAAAAABrU/WZYj0uSDX-M/S220/Tracey+princess.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649557567689739484.post-1030625018613257883</id><published>2012-01-12T19:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T19:12:48.435-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 11 - Books</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sammy J. adores books. He is already reading the BOB Books and he's getting pretty good at recognizing simple sight words. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He especially&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #990000; font-family: inherit; font-size: x-large;"&gt;LOVES&lt;/span&gt; Barnes and Noble.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Once Ben opens the door he shoots back to the Children's section and settles in with a book. &amp;nbsp;The "Maisy's First Clock" is on of his favorites. &amp;nbsp;He was on the bench reading it before I could even waddle my way back to him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ben an I both love to read so we are happy to see him so engaged in books. &amp;nbsp;Hopefully this is the beginning of a lifetime love of reading, &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QRZyW8W_aLA/Tw-ShAoPLkI/AAAAAAAAD-U/BZyeQVfHIRc/s1600/day-11-web.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QRZyW8W_aLA/Tw-ShAoPLkI/AAAAAAAAD-U/BZyeQVfHIRc/s640/day-11-web.jpg" width="456" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Hey Grandpa Dannelly. &amp;nbsp;I would like to point out the he is wearing his Caterpilar jacket and his "grandpa boots" all by his own choice. &amp;nbsp;I think we may need to renew the search for a hat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649557567689739484-1030625018613257883?l=traceyandben.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/feeds/1030625018613257883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-11-books.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/1030625018613257883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/1030625018613257883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-11-books.html' title='Day 11 - Books'/><author><name>Tracey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11432282179330172309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oSwM2bvoaU/SPPNvM5qkSI/AAAAAAAABrU/WZYj0uSDX-M/S220/Tracey+princess.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QRZyW8W_aLA/Tw-ShAoPLkI/AAAAAAAAD-U/BZyeQVfHIRc/s72-c/day-11-web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649557567689739484.post-1175545940273854532</id><published>2012-01-11T20:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T20:25:43.589-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 10 - Snuggles</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One of my very favorite parts of the day takes place after school and lunch but before nap. &amp;nbsp;This is when I get quality snuggle time. &amp;nbsp;Sam is a busy dude so I have to take advantage of every opportunity I get. &amp;nbsp;Lately he has be crawling up into the chair to wedge himself between me and the arm of the chair. Usually he rests his arm on my bump. &amp;nbsp;It's the only place he fits as Baby Sister has taken over Mom's lap. &amp;nbsp;Sometimes we watch Mickey Mouse or Tinker Bell. &amp;nbsp;Today he wanted to play iPad. &amp;nbsp;Sometimes I think he knows that our time with just the two of us is almost over because it feels like he is squeezing in as much loving as possible these days. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WqhSsDrjX4E/Tw5SMW1RgNI/AAAAAAAAD-M/pnYYpwm_auc/s1600/day-10--web.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="456" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WqhSsDrjX4E/Tw5SMW1RgNI/AAAAAAAAD-M/pnYYpwm_auc/s640/day-10--web.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649557567689739484-1175545940273854532?l=traceyandben.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/feeds/1175545940273854532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-10-snuggles.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/1175545940273854532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/1175545940273854532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-10-snuggles.html' title='Day 10 - Snuggles'/><author><name>Tracey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11432282179330172309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oSwM2bvoaU/SPPNvM5qkSI/AAAAAAAABrU/WZYj0uSDX-M/S220/Tracey+princess.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WqhSsDrjX4E/Tw5SMW1RgNI/AAAAAAAAD-M/pnYYpwm_auc/s72-c/day-10--web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649557567689739484.post-6011685520050173</id><published>2012-01-10T19:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T20:17:10.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 9 - Dad</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3ErIOXjR3yM/Twz2CE6bP-I/AAAAAAAAD98/rDtGbRHp9Yg/s1600/day-8-web.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="456" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3ErIOXjR3yM/Twz2CE6bP-I/AAAAAAAAD98/rDtGbRHp9Yg/s640/day-8-web.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I can't compete with this business.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Sam loves me and I get lots of sweet snuggles and kisses. &amp;nbsp;However, NOTHING competes with Dad. &amp;nbsp;As soon as Ben walks in the door, Mom is out in the cold. When he hears the door open he says, "It's Daddy!!!" &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is usually followed by, "Daddy, let's play Mario."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The kid has priorities.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Today he wanted to play on the "bumputer" &amp;nbsp;(computer) with Ben. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Usually he just wants to be close by his best buddy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Some things never change.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6qhMfYv2Eh0/Twz3J5tOTAI/AAAAAAAAD-E/t-zafHKv5A8/s1600/226982_1038771684127_1070558237_985954_5397_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6qhMfYv2Eh0/Twz3J5tOTAI/AAAAAAAAD-E/t-zafHKv5A8/s640/226982_1038771684127_1070558237_985954_5397_n.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649557567689739484-6011685520050173?l=traceyandben.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/feeds/6011685520050173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-8-dad.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/6011685520050173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/6011685520050173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-8-dad.html' title='Day 9 - Dad'/><author><name>Tracey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11432282179330172309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oSwM2bvoaU/SPPNvM5qkSI/AAAAAAAABrU/WZYj0uSDX-M/S220/Tracey+princess.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3ErIOXjR3yM/Twz2CE6bP-I/AAAAAAAAD98/rDtGbRHp9Yg/s72-c/day-8-web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649557567689739484.post-5016611948284828722</id><published>2012-01-09T19:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T19:43:46.751-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 8 - Bad Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The "Poor Tracey" list of the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;1. &amp;nbsp;Doctor's appointment rescheduled while en route to the doctor. &amp;nbsp;For the 2nd time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;2. &amp;nbsp;Failed my 1 hour glucose test. &amp;nbsp;I take the 3 hour test tomorrow. Ugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;3. &amp;nbsp;Iron is super low. &amp;nbsp;Add another pill to the list.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;4. &amp;nbsp;Gained 8 lbs since last month's appointment. &amp;nbsp;Oops. Dang Christmas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;5. &amp;nbsp;Couldn't find Baby Girl's heartbeat for 10 minutes. &amp;nbsp;Nerve wracking. Finally found it. &amp;nbsp;Sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;6. &amp;nbsp;Measuring BIG. &amp;nbsp;Here's to another big baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;7. &amp;nbsp;Doctor looked at my glucose test results and said, "Yeah, you were REALLY high. &amp;nbsp;You're probably not going to pass tomorrow." &amp;nbsp;Thanks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;8. &amp;nbsp;Blood pressure high. &amp;nbsp;See #10.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;9. &amp;nbsp;Sam doesn't ever want me to go when he and Ben leave the house. &amp;nbsp;Tonight's meltdown consisted of my crying child saying, "Mommy stay home!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Finally . . .&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;10. &amp;nbsp;I slid into a cute little family driving right before my doctor's appointment. &amp;nbsp;They didn't speak English. As you can see, I had minimal damage. My tank took out their bumper. &amp;nbsp;Sorry dudes. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1R2XwOm--eM/Twui0Wy4EJI/AAAAAAAAD90/P5fbDz37ETI/s1600/day-8-web.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="456" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1R2XwOm--eM/Twui0Wy4EJI/AAAAAAAAD90/P5fbDz37ETI/s640/day-8-web.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649557567689739484-5016611948284828722?l=traceyandben.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/feeds/5016611948284828722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-8-bad-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/5016611948284828722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/5016611948284828722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-8-bad-day.html' title='Day 8 - Bad Day'/><author><name>Tracey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11432282179330172309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oSwM2bvoaU/SPPNvM5qkSI/AAAAAAAABrU/WZYj0uSDX-M/S220/Tracey+princess.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1R2XwOm--eM/Twui0Wy4EJI/AAAAAAAAD90/P5fbDz37ETI/s72-c/day-8-web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649557567689739484.post-486668539092569161</id><published>2012-01-08T18:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T18:49:40.962-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 7 - Coconuts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O_jd7U9f8B4/TwpHkE8kKMI/AAAAAAAAD9s/BEpLsgAdYmE/s1600/IMG_2885-copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O_jd7U9f8B4/TwpHkE8kKMI/AAAAAAAAD9s/BEpLsgAdYmE/s640/IMG_2885-copy.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sam likes to tell jokes these days. &amp;nbsp;The all have the same punchline.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Hey Dad. &amp;nbsp;Guess what?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"What?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Coconuts."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Sam, where is the baby going to sleep?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Coconuts."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Who does Mommy love?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Coconuts."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think you get the idea. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649557567689739484-486668539092569161?l=traceyandben.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/feeds/486668539092569161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-7-coconuts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/486668539092569161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/486668539092569161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-7-coconuts.html' title='Day 7 - Coconuts'/><author><name>Tracey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11432282179330172309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oSwM2bvoaU/SPPNvM5qkSI/AAAAAAAABrU/WZYj0uSDX-M/S220/Tracey+princess.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O_jd7U9f8B4/TwpHkE8kKMI/AAAAAAAAD9s/BEpLsgAdYmE/s72-c/IMG_2885-copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649557567689739484.post-6117044581821703622</id><published>2012-01-07T20:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T20:34:22.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 6 - Pennies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Components of a perfect day.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Weather&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Clear and 70&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Breakfast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chick-fila for Sam.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Breakfast tacos for Dad.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chilaquiles for Mom.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Activities&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Children's Museum&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and most importantly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Throwing pennies in the fountain at breakfast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s577.photobucket.com/albums/ss217/tdannely/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Pennies.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i577.photobucket.com/albums/ss217/tdannely/Pennies.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649557567689739484-6117044581821703622?l=traceyandben.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/feeds/6117044581821703622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2012/01/pennies-by-traceybensam-on-flickr.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/6117044581821703622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/6117044581821703622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2012/01/pennies-by-traceybensam-on-flickr.html' title='Day 6 - Pennies'/><author><name>Tracey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11432282179330172309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oSwM2bvoaU/SPPNvM5qkSI/AAAAAAAABrU/WZYj0uSDX-M/S220/Tracey+princess.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649557567689739484.post-4229658989511287431</id><published>2012-01-06T19:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T19:03:09.364-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 5 - Clue</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(This year the blog is about keeping the grandparents happy more than the actual photography so prepare for lots o' kid posts)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Since Thanksgiving we have worked with Sam on a couple big things at our house: using utensils, going potty and getting rid of the binky before Baby Sister makes her appearance. &amp;nbsp;I am proud to say that he has managed to do all three things with relative ease.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The binky was the most daunting so I chose to do it the first week of Christmas vacation. &amp;nbsp;Uncle Kent and his girlfriend Erika came to visit so when they left we just told him that Kent took the binkies back to Utah. &amp;nbsp;While not thrilled about this, he had so much fun with Kent and Erika that he accepted the idea. &amp;nbsp;Every once in awhile he still asks for one but we just say, "Sorry, it went home with Kent." and he goes on with his business. &amp;nbsp;This could make our next trip to Utah interesting since Sam has an excellent memory. &amp;nbsp;He'll probably ask Kent for his binky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We also eased the transition by giving him a new friend to take to bed. &amp;nbsp;Blue from Blue's Clues. &amp;nbsp;In our house she (yup, watch the show, Blue is a girl) is referred to as "Clue". &amp;nbsp;Every time we went to Barnes and Noble this fall Sam would hunt down Clue and carry her around. &amp;nbsp;The last day that Kent and Erika were here we went to B&amp;amp;N and of course Sam found Clue. &amp;nbsp;Knowing the plan for the binky, I bought her on the sly when Sam wasn't watching. &amp;nbsp;He was very disappointed when he couldn't find her so he was SUPER excited that night when I brought her out at bedtime. &amp;nbsp;Now Sam and Clue are&amp;nbsp;inseparable.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last night Sam decided he wanted to sleep with Clue and his Lightning McQueen Easter basket (?????) &amp;nbsp;so imagine his excitement when I showed him that Clue could drive Lightning. &amp;nbsp;Needless to say, Clue has been cruising the house in her race car all day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I sure love age three.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-00ovnbzoX-s/TwenbWXvpAI/AAAAAAAAD9c/17X2a87pElA/s1600/day-5-web.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="456" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-00ovnbzoX-s/TwenbWXvpAI/AAAAAAAAD9c/17X2a87pElA/s640/day-5-web.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649557567689739484-4229658989511287431?l=traceyandben.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/feeds/4229658989511287431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-5-clue.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/4229658989511287431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/4229658989511287431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-5-clue.html' title='Day 5 - Clue'/><author><name>Tracey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11432282179330172309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oSwM2bvoaU/SPPNvM5qkSI/AAAAAAAABrU/WZYj0uSDX-M/S220/Tracey+princess.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-00ovnbzoX-s/TwenbWXvpAI/AAAAAAAAD9c/17X2a87pElA/s72-c/day-5-web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649557567689739484.post-7511849083584792406</id><published>2012-01-05T19:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T19:33:42.169-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 4 - Mario</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We have some serious Mario love going on in our house right now. &amp;nbsp;Sam want play Mario constantly, especially with Ben. &amp;nbsp;I'm no good so he usually ends up taking the controller away from me. &amp;nbsp;We've had to limit the times that he can play. &amp;nbsp;No Mario unless Daddy is home. &amp;nbsp;When he is home they usually play between Daddy catching up on ESPN and dinner. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here are a few of my favorite phrases that I often hear Sam say while they are playing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Go up Daddy!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Take that dudes!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Take that chumps"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Yea! &amp;nbsp;We did it!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Good job Daddy!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Ahhhh! So close"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Letsa go!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--UUrm-9fKDE/TwZdPy_lBcI/AAAAAAAAD9U/vwLbtOLE0zU/s1600/day-4-web.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="456" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--UUrm-9fKDE/TwZdPy_lBcI/AAAAAAAAD9U/vwLbtOLE0zU/s640/day-4-web.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649557567689739484-7511849083584792406?l=traceyandben.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/feeds/7511849083584792406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-4-mario.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/7511849083584792406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/7511849083584792406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-4-mario.html' title='Day 4 - Mario'/><author><name>Tracey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11432282179330172309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oSwM2bvoaU/SPPNvM5qkSI/AAAAAAAABrU/WZYj0uSDX-M/S220/Tracey+princess.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--UUrm-9fKDE/TwZdPy_lBcI/AAAAAAAAD9U/vwLbtOLE0zU/s72-c/day-4-web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649557567689739484.post-8171486133255711232</id><published>2012-01-04T16:33:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T16:33:29.044-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 3 - Besties</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sam has a BFF. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;His name is Logan. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They are the cutest little friends. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Since his mom and I are friends we often have little&amp;nbsp;McDonald's&amp;nbsp;lunch dates. &amp;nbsp;For awhile when we would drive past&amp;nbsp;McDonald's Sam would say, "Nuggets, fries, play with Logan!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Logan came to play this afternoon. &amp;nbsp;We had been talking about it for a couple of days. &amp;nbsp;When I picked Sam up and drove towards our house instead of Logan's he had a major meltdown. &amp;nbsp;Once I convinced him that the school bus was dropping Logan off at our house all was well. &amp;nbsp;The bus driver said that the whole way to our house Logan was talking about going to Sam's house to play. They played cars, made me lunch in Sam's kitchen, had snacks and played Legos. &amp;nbsp;I think they played with every single toy in my house. &amp;nbsp;I'm so Sam has such a cute (and nice) little friend to play with. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ar0aD6jJ3_c/TwThTiZOLqI/AAAAAAAAD9I/1wQ7VBtSG9c/s1600/day-3-web.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ar0aD6jJ3_c/TwThTiZOLqI/AAAAAAAAD9I/1wQ7VBtSG9c/s640/day-3-web.jpg" width="456" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649557567689739484-8171486133255711232?l=traceyandben.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/feeds/8171486133255711232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-3-besties.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/8171486133255711232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/8171486133255711232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-3-besties.html' title='Day 3 - Besties'/><author><name>Tracey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11432282179330172309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oSwM2bvoaU/SPPNvM5qkSI/AAAAAAAABrU/WZYj0uSDX-M/S220/Tracey+princess.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ar0aD6jJ3_c/TwThTiZOLqI/AAAAAAAAD9I/1wQ7VBtSG9c/s72-c/day-3-web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649557567689739484.post-4355520975094609524</id><published>2012-01-03T19:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T19:32:54.909-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 2 - Baking</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ppjyJOjgSN0/TwO4SYYojWI/AAAAAAAAD8w/se-GaAL1jnU/s1600/IMG_2673.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="456" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ppjyJOjgSN0/TwO4SYYojWI/AAAAAAAAD8w/se-GaAL1jnU/s640/IMG_2673.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;As you can see, Baby Girl isn't the only thing that is baking around here. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;First of all, seriously? &amp;nbsp;Could my stomach poke out anymore? &amp;nbsp;Ben came home today and my shirt wasn't covering my stomach. &amp;nbsp;My MATERNITY shirt. &amp;nbsp;And I still have 87 days to go. &amp;nbsp;I'm going to be employing my other prego friend Keri's plan of a mumu and Uggz before I know it. &amp;nbsp;Seriously. &amp;nbsp;So ridiculous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The good news is that while I'm carrying the same way I did with Sam, straight out and high, this pregnancy could has been the complete opposite of my pregnancy with Sam. &amp;nbsp;Blood pressure is great. &amp;nbsp;No swelling. &amp;nbsp;Minimal heartburn. &amp;nbsp;I feel fabulous. &amp;nbsp;I keep telling Ben that my body must prefer Baby Girls. And then I look at Sam and know that this cannot possibly be true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;In other baking news, all I want to do it cook. And eat. &amp;nbsp;And cook some more.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Tonight's dinner:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ourbestbites.com/2009/02/smokey-bean-soup-with-ham-and-bacon/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Smokey Bean Soup with Ham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://allrecipes.com/recipe/ciabatta-bread/detail.aspx"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Homemade Ciabattas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Both winners.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-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/8649557567689739484-4355520975094609524?l=traceyandben.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/feeds/4355520975094609524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-2-baking.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/4355520975094609524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/4355520975094609524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-2-baking.html' title='Day 2 - Baking'/><author><name>Tracey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11432282179330172309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oSwM2bvoaU/SPPNvM5qkSI/AAAAAAAABrU/WZYj0uSDX-M/S220/Tracey+princess.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ppjyJOjgSN0/TwO4SYYojWI/AAAAAAAAD8w/se-GaAL1jnU/s72-c/IMG_2673.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649557567689739484.post-7171656561975794924</id><published>2012-01-03T19:16:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T19:18:57.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 1 - We're back</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ok. &amp;nbsp;So last year I made it something like 252 days. &amp;nbsp;Not bad. &amp;nbsp;I felt a little bummed that I didn't get all 365 but it's a new year and we are going to try again. &amp;nbsp;Mostly because I've had a bunch of people ask when I was starting again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Plus this will be a good way to record the transition of having a new baby in our house. &amp;nbsp;We've been talking to Sam about Baby Sister a LOT so he won't be completely shocked when we bring her home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To start off the year I'm going to post a video. &amp;nbsp;We are going to be a little more flexible and use a combination of media this year. &amp;nbsp;Here is a little &amp;nbsp;conversation we have at least once a day. &amp;nbsp;In case you can't tell, he is totally teasing me with some of his answers. &amp;nbsp;He thinks it is HILARIOUS! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't mind my messy house it was New Years Day. &amp;nbsp;Also, I can't talk. &amp;nbsp;I'm pregnant. &amp;nbsp;Leave me alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed allowfullscreen="true" allownetworking="all" flashvars="file=http%3A%2F%2Fvid577.photobucket.com%2Falbums%2Fss217%2Ftdannely%2FVIDEO0129.mp4" height="361" src="http://static.photobucket.com/player.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="600" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To clarify for those of you who don't know, we are naming her Dannelly (my maiden name) but&amp;nbsp;I'm not huge on Danny for a girl so&amp;nbsp;we are&amp;nbsp;preemptively&amp;nbsp;nicknaming her Elly. &amp;nbsp;We'll see what we actually call her when she gets here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And that Diet Coke Sam drank at the end . . . from the night before. &amp;nbsp;So gross. &amp;nbsp;How has his mother not cleaned off the side table?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649557567689739484-7171656561975794924?l=traceyandben.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/feeds/7171656561975794924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-1-were-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/7171656561975794924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/7171656561975794924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-1-were-back.html' title='Day 1 - We&apos;re back'/><author><name>Tracey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11432282179330172309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oSwM2bvoaU/SPPNvM5qkSI/AAAAAAAABrU/WZYj0uSDX-M/S220/Tracey+princess.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649557567689739484.post-6260623709224034945</id><published>2011-12-22T20:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T20:07:15.199-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things made more difficult by pregnancy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sleeping&lt;br&gt;Rolling over&lt;br&gt;Sitting on the floor&lt;br&gt;Getting from a seated position on the floor&lt;br&gt;Getting up from any seated position&lt;br&gt;Shaving your legs&lt;br&gt;Getting out of the bath tub&lt;br&gt;Painting your toenails&lt;br&gt;Dressing a wiggly toddler&lt;br&gt;Parenting a wiggly toddler&lt;br&gt;Falling asleep&lt;br&gt;Staying awake&lt;br&gt;Blogging&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/8649557567689739484-6260623709224034945?l=traceyandben.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/feeds/6260623709224034945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/12/things-made-more-difficult-by-pregnancy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/6260623709224034945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/6260623709224034945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/12/things-made-more-difficult-by-pregnancy.html' title='Things made more difficult by pregnancy'/><author><name>Tracey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11432282179330172309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oSwM2bvoaU/SPPNvM5qkSI/AAAAAAAABrU/WZYj0uSDX-M/S220/Tracey+princess.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649557567689739484.post-5209512989719436899</id><published>2011-12-04T10:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T10:52:53.154-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Story of Christ's Birth According to Sam</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v6CNnLtUAys/TtuzP8m1dmI/AAAAAAAAD64/qgxEfFq2CKQ/s1600/Nativity-Web.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="376" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v6CNnLtUAys/TtuzP8m1dmI/AAAAAAAAD64/qgxEfFq2CKQ/s640/Nativity-Web.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the Bible mentions the three kings at the birth of Christ, I'm pretty sure it wasn't referring to the three kings of the Piston Cup. &amp;nbsp;Granted, I can see where Sam would be assume that they were talking about The King. &amp;nbsp;But Lightning McQueen and Chick Hicks? We may need to take his religious education a little bit more seriously.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649557567689739484-5209512989719436899?l=traceyandben.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/feeds/5209512989719436899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/12/story-of-christs-birth-according-to-sam.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/5209512989719436899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/5209512989719436899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/12/story-of-christs-birth-according-to-sam.html' title='The Story of Christ&apos;s Birth According to Sam'/><author><name>Tracey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11432282179330172309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oSwM2bvoaU/SPPNvM5qkSI/AAAAAAAABrU/WZYj0uSDX-M/S220/Tracey+princess.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v6CNnLtUAys/TtuzP8m1dmI/AAAAAAAAD64/qgxEfFq2CKQ/s72-c/Nativity-Web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649557567689739484.post-1817310306215149959</id><published>2011-10-24T07:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T07:26:03.817-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day ??? -  Pumpkin Cake</title><content type='html'>The goal of the week is to get this runaway train of a 365 back on track. &amp;nbsp;To start it off, I would like to introduce you to my breakfast. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/traceybensam/6276047191/" title="IMG_5462 by traceybensam, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_5462" height="383" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6019/6276047191_f14cdb92f3_z.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pumpkin and I have an interesting relationship. &amp;nbsp;I love pumpkin cookies, pumpkin bread and pumpkin cake. &amp;nbsp;I don't love pumpkin shakes. &amp;nbsp;I despise pumpkin pie and gutting pumpkins. &amp;nbsp;Gross. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, when I stumbled on this recipe, I knew I had to make it. &amp;nbsp;So do you. &amp;nbsp;Really. I'm encouraging the world to revolt against pumpkin pie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make the world a better place&lt;br /&gt;Try instead to make a cake.&lt;br /&gt;(That was really terrible.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found on &lt;a href="http://notsohumblepie.blogspot.com/2011/10/pumpkin-spice-cake-with-whipped-cream.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Not So Humble Pie&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;Spiced Pumpkin Cake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;from&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/1906868239/ref=as_li_qf_sp_asin_tl?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=nosohupi-20&amp;amp;linkCode=as2&amp;amp;camp=217145&amp;amp;creative=399369&amp;amp;creativeASIN=1906868239"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6487c7; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Bake!: EssentialTechniques for Perfect Baking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 8.5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;yields 2 8" or 9" cake rounds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 8.5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;3 cupsall-purpose flour (spooned and leveled)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 8.5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;1 cupgranulated sugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 8.5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;2 teaspoonsbaking powder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 8.5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;2 teaspoonsbaking soda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 8.5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;3/4 teaspoonsalt&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 8.5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;1 tablespoonground cinnamon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 8.5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;2 teaspoonsground ginger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 8.5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;2 teaspoonsfreshly ground nutmeg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 8.5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;1 cup goldenbrown sugar, firmly packed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 8.5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;2 cups cannedpumpkin puree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 8.5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;5 large eggs,at room temperature&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 8.5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;1 1/4 cupvegetable oil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 8.5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Preheat youroven to 350°F and prepare two 8" or 9" round cake pans with a lightcoating of non-stick spray and then line the bottoms with parchment.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 8.5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;In a largebowl, sift together the flour, granulated sugar, baking powder, baking soda,salt and spices. Once sifted, give it a good mixing with a whisk to ensureeverything is evenly distributed and then set aside.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 8.5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;In a secondlarge bowl, add the brown sugar and a third of the pumpkin puree. Combine thetwo with a spatula, pressing firmly to ensure there are no rogue lumps ofsugar.&amp;nbsp; Once lump free, add the remaining pumpkin and oil. Blend with awhisk and then add the eggs, one at a time, stirring with the whisk toincorporate after each addition.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 8.5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Add the dryingredients a third at a time, blending after each addition.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 8.5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Divide thebatter between your two pans and place into the oven on a lower-middlerack.&amp;nbsp; Bake for 40-45 minutes until risen and firm to the touch.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 8.5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Let the cakesstand in the pans on a wire rack to cool for 10 minutes. Then unmold onto theracks and turn right-side up to cool completely.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 8.5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Once cool youcan begin on my whipped cream cheese frosting.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 8.5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Ms. Humble's Whipped Cream Cheese Frosting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 8.5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Yields enough to frost a 8" or 9" double layer cake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 8.5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;1lb (16oz) fullfat cream cheese, softened but still cool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 8.5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;1 1/2 cupspowdered sugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 8.5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;1 cup coldheavy cream (use the ultra heavy 40%+ cream if you can find it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 8.5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;1 teaspoonvanilla bean paste or vanilla extract&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 8.5pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333233; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Siftthe powdered sugar and add the cream cheese to the bowl of your mixer with thepaddle attachment. Beat them thoroughly until fluffy and completely smooth/lumpfree. In a separate bowl, beat the heavy cream to nearly stiff peaks, then addthe whipped cream into the cheese mixture, scrape down the sides of your bowland quickly and briefly beat to combine. Do not over beat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: #333233; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649557567689739484-1817310306215149959?l=traceyandben.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/feeds/1817310306215149959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/10/day-pumpkin-cake.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/1817310306215149959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/1817310306215149959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/10/day-pumpkin-cake.html' title='Day ??? -  Pumpkin Cake'/><author><name>Tracey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11432282179330172309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oSwM2bvoaU/SPPNvM5qkSI/AAAAAAAABrU/WZYj0uSDX-M/S220/Tracey+princess.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6019/6276047191_f14cdb92f3_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649557567689739484.post-6657017247386440184</id><published>2011-10-13T19:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T19:29:29.585-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 252 - The Muffin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I realize that there are a couple of days missing but they are coming. &amp;nbsp;Soon. &amp;nbsp;For now, bear with while I talk about my favorite subject other than my boys. &amp;nbsp;Food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So Sam (you didn't think I was actually NOT going to talk about him did you?) really loves the show 3rd and Bird on the Disney Channel. &amp;nbsp;This is funny because I am terrified of birds. &amp;nbsp;My friend Kara sent me this today and I think it properly illustrates my feelings. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dN7usvUogKQ/TpeNKpxQNoI/AAAAAAAADqU/jKUuzhuf4s4/s1600/birds+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dN7usvUogKQ/TpeNKpxQNoI/AAAAAAAADqU/jKUuzhuf4s4/s640/birds+copy.jpg" width="378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway, back to Sam and the birds. &amp;nbsp;There is a character on this show called Muffin that always refers to herself in third person. &amp;nbsp;Super annoying but whatever, Sam loves it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I think the show is backed by some muffin that is inserting subliminal messages into the program because I have been wanting to back muffins all week long.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So today I made these lovelies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/traceybensam/6241905415/" title="Day 252 by traceybensam, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="Day 252" height="457" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6162/6241905415_d06b40c641_z.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;They were good, but not quite sweet enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Then my&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;brilliant&lt;/span&gt; husband suggested a white chocolate glaze.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Which I made immediately after Sam went to bed. &lt;/div&gt;Not the prettiest thing (or photo) but I'm sure I can perfect my technique because this sauce sealed the deal. &amp;nbsp;Muffin perfection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Cause I love ya, here's the recipe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;White Chocolate Glazed Raspberry White Chocolate Muffins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.food.com/recipe/elegant-white-chocolate-raspberry-muffins-34406"&gt;Based on recipe found here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 cup milk&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1/2 cup butter, melted&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 egg, slightly beaten&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 cups flour&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1/2 cup sugar&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 tablespoon baking poweder&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 teaspoon salt&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 cup raspberries. &amp;nbsp;Fresh or frozen (I used frozen)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1/2 cup white chocolate chips&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;White Chocolate Glaze&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;1/4 cup milk&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1/4 white sugar&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 tablespoons butter&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 cup white chocolate chips&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;Directions:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol start="1" style="margin-top: 0in;" type="1"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;Grease 12 muffin tin cups.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;ol start="2" style="margin-top: 0in;" type="1"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;Heat oven to 400°.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;ol start="3" style="margin-top: 0in;" type="1"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;In a large bowl mix the milk, butter and egg.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;ol start="4" style="margin-top: 0in;" type="1"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;Stir in all remaining muffin ingredients except raspberries&amp;amp; vanilla chips.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;ol start="5" style="margin-top: 0in;" type="1"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;Stir only until flour is moistened,then gently stir in theberries &amp;amp; vanilla chips.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;ol start="6" style="margin-top: 0in;" type="1"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;Spoon the batter into the greased muffin tins.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;ol start="7" style="margin-top: 0in;" type="1"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bake for 24-28 minutes or until golden brown.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;ol start="8" style="margin-top: 0in;" type="1"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;Let muffins cool a little, then remove from pan.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Glaze Directions:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Over medium heat, bring butter, milk and sugar to a boil.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Boil for 3-4 minutes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Remove from heat and stir in white chocolate chips until completely melted.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Drizzle (or liberally pour) over muffins.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649557567689739484-6657017247386440184?l=traceyandben.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/feeds/6657017247386440184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/10/day-252-muffin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/6657017247386440184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/6657017247386440184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/10/day-252-muffin.html' title='Day 252 - The Muffin'/><author><name>Tracey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11432282179330172309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oSwM2bvoaU/SPPNvM5qkSI/AAAAAAAABrU/WZYj0uSDX-M/S220/Tracey+princess.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dN7usvUogKQ/TpeNKpxQNoI/AAAAAAAADqU/jKUuzhuf4s4/s72-c/birds+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649557567689739484.post-3294345037136882467</id><published>2011-10-10T20:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T20:27:33.717-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 249 - Mexican Panaderia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ok, so there is a lot of food talk on this blog recently. &amp;nbsp;It's the baby's fault. &amp;nbsp;I seriously have the appetite of a 13 year old boy right now. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A couple of months ago, my friend Minda introduced me to a Mexican bakery here in Austin called Chuy's. (Not the Tex-Mex&amp;nbsp;restaurant) &amp;nbsp;She took me to have tortas for lunch. This was good because she ordered in Spanish and I don't speak Spanish. &amp;nbsp;The tortas were divine. &amp;nbsp;THEN I discovered the bakery on the other side of the&amp;nbsp;restaurant. &amp;nbsp;Oh. My. Heavens. Delightful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just this Saturday I took Ben there to buy bread bowls for the potato soup. &amp;nbsp;Once he laid eyes on the baked goods laid out before him, he had to give them a try. &amp;nbsp;We bought a churro, a sausage kolache, three bread bowls and a pound cake muffin thingey. &lt;br /&gt;It cost us $4.50. &lt;br /&gt;Angels sang. &lt;br /&gt;I wept.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;No one needed to speak Spanish. &lt;br /&gt;Baked goods are a universal language.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So imagine my lack of surprise when this morning Ben asked me if I was going back to Chuy's today. &amp;nbsp;Needless to say we did. &amp;nbsp;We got a strawberry empanada (HEAVEN), yellow cake with coconut frosting, another churro and two more pound cake muffin thingeys. Ben didn't want to share the pound cake this time. &amp;nbsp;All of this for a measly $3.50. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/traceybensam/6232541083/" title="day 249 by traceybensam, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="day 249" height="469" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6179/6232541083_ef1aca7419_z.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We did not eat it all. &amp;nbsp;In fact, we just ate the empanada and the cake. &amp;nbsp;I think Ben would have ate the muffin too.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway, here is their yelp page.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yelp.com/biz/chuy-bakery-austin"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Chuy's Bakery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;If you are ever in Austin to see us, remind me to take you there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649557567689739484-3294345037136882467?l=traceyandben.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/feeds/3294345037136882467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/10/day-249-mexican-panaderia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/3294345037136882467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/3294345037136882467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/10/day-249-mexican-panaderia.html' title='Day 249 - Mexican Panaderia'/><author><name>Tracey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11432282179330172309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oSwM2bvoaU/SPPNvM5qkSI/AAAAAAAABrU/WZYj0uSDX-M/S220/Tracey+princess.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6179/6232541083_ef1aca7419_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649557567689739484.post-5318166843902662011</id><published>2011-10-09T19:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T19:43:16.874-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 248 - Peanut Butter Pork</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/traceybensam/6228769856/" title="Day 248 by traceybensam, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="Day 248" height="457" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6224/6228769856_8404d57c7e_z.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Every once in awhile I have a cooking fail. &amp;nbsp;While tonight's dinner was nowhere near a fail, there was something about it that just wasn't quite right. &amp;nbsp;I liked it. &amp;nbsp;Ben liked it, &amp;nbsp;In fact, after dinner he kept eating the pork right off the cooking board so it must not have been too bad. &amp;nbsp;Despite this evidence, I still think it was missing something. &amp;nbsp;So. . . &amp;nbsp;Here is the link to the recipe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://crockpot365.blogspot.com/2009/02/asian-peanut-butter-pork-crockpot.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-size: large;"&gt;Asian Peanut Butter Pork&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Will someone else please make it and tell me what it needs? &amp;nbsp;Some heat? &amp;nbsp;A sauce? &amp;nbsp;More acid? &amp;nbsp;Please people, I'm begging you. &amp;nbsp;Solve the mystery of Asian Peanut Butter Pork. &amp;nbsp;It'll help me sleep at night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649557567689739484-5318166843902662011?l=traceyandben.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/feeds/5318166843902662011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/10/day-248-peanut-butter-pork.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/5318166843902662011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/5318166843902662011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/10/day-248-peanut-butter-pork.html' title='Day 248 - Peanut Butter Pork'/><author><name>Tracey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11432282179330172309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oSwM2bvoaU/SPPNvM5qkSI/AAAAAAAABrU/WZYj0uSDX-M/S220/Tracey+princess.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6224/6228769856_8404d57c7e_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649557567689739484.post-9054382500497518329</id><published>2011-10-09T09:04:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T09:04:37.701-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Baked Potato Soup</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/traceybensam/6224901056/" title="IMG_4971 by traceybensam, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_4971" height="640" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6043/6224901056_148ed4508c_z.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;In my last post I linked to the recipe that I used for Baked Potato Soup. &amp;nbsp;Then I realized that like most things, I didn't really follow the recipe exactly. &amp;nbsp;So here it is with a few minor Tracey changes. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Baked Potato Soup&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Ingredients&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="margin-top: 0in;" type="disc"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;6 bacon strips, diced&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;1 medium onion, chopped&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;2     clove garlic, minced&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;6     tablespoons all-purpose flour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;2     teaspoon salt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;2     teaspoon dried basil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;1 teaspoon pepper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;6 cups     chicken broth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;4     large baked potatoes, peeled and cubed (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;2 cup     half-and-half cream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Shredded     Cheddar cheese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Minced     fresh parsley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Directions&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;1. Bake potatoes in oven until cooked through. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;2. In a large dutch oven. cook bacon until crisp.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;3. Drain, leaving one 1 tablespoon drippings in the pan. Set bacon aside.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;4. Saute onion andgarlic in the drippings until tender. &amp;nbsp;I cook them FOREVER until almost&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;caramelized. &amp;nbsp;If you are&amp;nbsp;aggressive&amp;nbsp;while doing this you can get a lot of the burnt bacon off the bottom of the pan. &amp;nbsp;That is, if you are like me and have burnt bacon bits on the bottom of the pan. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;5. Make a roux by adding in some of the bacon fat and the flour. &amp;nbsp;This should be brown and bubbly. It is hard to tell around the onions but just do you best in order to cook out the flour flavor. &amp;nbsp;Unless it starts smoking you can't rook a roux too long. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;6. Stir in salt, basil and pepper;mix well. Gradually add broth. Bring to boil; boil and stir for 2 minutes. While stirring, finish using the liquid to deglaze the bottom of the pan. &amp;nbsp;Get as much of that bacon goodness as you can. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;7. Add half of the potatoes. &amp;nbsp;At this point I used my immersion blender to blend the potatoes and onions into a creamy mixture. &amp;nbsp;I like my soup kind of thick and we don't like onion chunks.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;8. Add the rest of the potatoes, half of the bacon, half-and half cream and hot pepper sauce; heat through but do not boil.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;9. Garnishwith leftover bacon, cheese and parsley.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649557567689739484-9054382500497518329?l=traceyandben.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/feeds/9054382500497518329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/10/baked-potato-soup.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/9054382500497518329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/9054382500497518329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/10/baked-potato-soup.html' title='Baked Potato Soup'/><author><name>Tracey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11432282179330172309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oSwM2bvoaU/SPPNvM5qkSI/AAAAAAAABrU/WZYj0uSDX-M/S220/Tracey+princess.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6043/6224901056_148ed4508c_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649557567689739484.post-3828456857552489835</id><published>2011-10-08T19:10:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-08T19:10:16.096-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 247 - Fall</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As you will read in the next post, I just spent a lovely 5 days in New England. &amp;nbsp;Fall days in New England. &amp;nbsp;I wore a jacket and ate soup. &amp;nbsp;I got rained on. &amp;nbsp;I shot lots of photos. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today it rained in Texas! &amp;nbsp;It was very exciting. &amp;nbsp;So since it is October and rainy, the only thing I could possibly do was make baked potato soup. &amp;nbsp;Then as I was cooking I realized I was really hot. &amp;nbsp;Possibly because it is still 82 degrees outside . . . in the rain . . . in October.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/traceybensam/6224901056/" title="IMG_4971 by traceybensam, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_4971" height="640" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6043/6224901056_148ed4508c_z.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was still delicious. &amp;nbsp;Here's the recipe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/baked-potato-soup/detail.aspx"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-size: large;"&gt;Baked Potato Soup&lt;/span&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/8649557567689739484-3828456857552489835?l=traceyandben.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/feeds/3828456857552489835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/10/day-247-fall.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/3828456857552489835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/3828456857552489835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/10/day-247-fall.html' title='Day 247 - Fall'/><author><name>Tracey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11432282179330172309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oSwM2bvoaU/SPPNvM5qkSI/AAAAAAAABrU/WZYj0uSDX-M/S220/Tracey+princess.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6043/6224901056_148ed4508c_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649557567689739484.post-1531513432854261356</id><published>2011-10-08T19:04:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-08T19:04:54.803-06:00</updated><title type='text'>And We're Back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We are back from hiatus. &amp;nbsp;The last two weeks have been filled to the brim so it was time to take a short photo break for the following:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sam is in school now. &amp;nbsp;Every morning, every day. &amp;nbsp;We are thrilled. &amp;nbsp;He has been making some wonderful progress and his speech is becoming clearer every day. &amp;nbsp;He LOVES school and his lovely teachers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ben's parents came for a visit last weekend. &amp;nbsp;Sam loved every second of it. &amp;nbsp;I left town but they found plenty to do. &amp;nbsp;Ben took them to the Farmer's Market where they picked up some persimmon and some pork chops. &amp;nbsp;Random but apparently delicious. &amp;nbsp;They also went to the Natural Bridge safari park. &amp;nbsp;Apparently, this is not the place for me as there is a giant scary ostrich. &amp;nbsp;I'm totally ok with missing that business. &amp;nbsp;Here is a little video from their adventure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/5JvBvtvZniQ" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Finally, I was able to go spend five lovely (and rainy) days in Concord, NH with my dear friend Shannon (known as Sister Harmon the missionary to you Nebraska folks) &amp;nbsp;For the last couple of years, I have made an annual trip to do photos for her and her friends. &amp;nbsp;They live on campus at St. Paul's School which could quite possibly be the most lovely campus on earth. I have 13 shoots scheduled. &amp;nbsp;We had rain every day but for some reason I was super blessed and the rain stopped for most of our shoots. &amp;nbsp;Although&amp;nbsp;I have a million more photos to sort through, here are a couple of little samples from my trip. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/traceybensam/6224888900/" title="IMG_2379 by traceybensam, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_2379" height="640" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6177/6224888900_6039debe5e_z.jpg" width="457" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/traceybensam/6224368519/" title="IMG_0583-web by traceybensam, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_0583-web" height="469" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6055/6224368519_3be6004062_z.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/traceybensam/6224888750/" title="IMG_9640-web by traceybensam, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_9640-web" height="640" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6047/6224888750_b2787fdd13_z.jpg" width="469" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/traceybensam/6224888674/" title="IMG_9014-web by traceybensam, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_9014-web" height="640" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6110/6224888674_9448be126c_z.jpg" width="469" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/traceybensam/6224888642/" title="IMG_0043-copy by traceybensam, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_0043-copy" height="469" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6214/6224888642_d8b267dca1_z.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/traceybensam/6224368227/" title="c_web by traceybensam, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="c_web" height="640" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6165/6224368227_4bc390512c_z.jpg" width="469" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649557567689739484-1531513432854261356?l=traceyandben.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/feeds/1531513432854261356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/10/and-were-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/1531513432854261356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/1531513432854261356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/10/and-were-back.html' title='And We&apos;re Back!'/><author><name>Tracey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11432282179330172309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oSwM2bvoaU/SPPNvM5qkSI/AAAAAAAABrU/WZYj0uSDX-M/S220/Tracey+princess.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/5JvBvtvZniQ/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649557567689739484.post-2693257363562365087</id><published>2011-09-22T20:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T20:05:19.514-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Treatloaf</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I did not get a photo today, however I'm going to make up for it by posting one of our Hanson favorite (not to mention easiest) recipes: &amp;nbsp;Treatloaf. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My mother hid Ben's cookbook for 6 months because she wanted to keep this recipe. &amp;nbsp;My brother Kent requests it within 30 minutes of seeing Ben when we go to Utah. He also asks him to make two. &amp;nbsp;Ben sends his brother taunting photos of Treatloaf when we have it for dinner. &amp;nbsp;My sister Bethany insists that there is magic in it. &amp;nbsp;There might be. I think it might just be cheese.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Treatload (aka Meatloaf)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;1-1½ lbs hamburger (we do half hamburger, half ground pork)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;1 cup cheese&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;1/3 cup milk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;2 tsp onion powder&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;1 tsp parsley&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;1 tsp thyme&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;2 cups corn flakes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;1 egg&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;salt &amp;amp; pepper&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Preheat oven to 350.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Mix all ingredients by hand and shape into loaf at bottom of 9x13pan.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Indent in the middle.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Cover with 1 can cream of mushroom soup.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Cook for 1-1½ hours&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649557567689739484-2693257363562365087?l=traceyandben.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/feeds/2693257363562365087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/09/treatloaf.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/2693257363562365087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/2693257363562365087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/09/treatloaf.html' title='Treatloaf'/><author><name>Tracey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11432282179330172309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oSwM2bvoaU/SPPNvM5qkSI/AAAAAAAABrU/WZYj0uSDX-M/S220/Tracey+princess.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649557567689739484.post-4519836742020329636</id><published>2011-09-22T19:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T19:52:47.667-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 246 - Big boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sam got into a WONDERFUL preschool program provided by the school district for kids with speech delay. &amp;nbsp;We could not be more thrilled. &amp;nbsp;He goes Monday through Friday from 7:45 am to 11:45 am. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fun for Sam. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sad for Mom. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Good for Mom's chores. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Great for Mom and Sam's afternoon naps. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wednesday was his first day of school. &amp;nbsp;He loved it. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/traceybensam/6173465071/" title="IMG_8130 by traceybensam, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_8130" height="640" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6157/6173465071_ebd64b2ab9_z.jpg" width="457" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I dropped him off in the morning, one of the little boys in his class exclaimed "Yea! &amp;nbsp;Sam's here!" &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I picked him up he was super happy and they said he had a wonderful day. &amp;nbsp;We love all of his teachers and feel so blessed that it is possible for him to participate in the program. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After school, we went and met Ben for lunch at Phil's Ice House. &amp;nbsp;He was excited to see Dad, play on the playground and drink lots of&amp;nbsp;root-beer. &amp;nbsp;Every time I look at him, I can hardly believe how big he is getting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/traceybensam/6173464957/" title="IMG_8131 by traceybensam, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_8131" height="640" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6156/6173464957_17524ee646_z.jpg" width="457" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We are looking forward to many great things as our little guy continues to grow and develop. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649557567689739484-4519836742020329636?l=traceyandben.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/feeds/4519836742020329636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/09/day-246-big-boy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/4519836742020329636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/4519836742020329636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/09/day-246-big-boy.html' title='Day 246 - Big boy'/><author><name>Tracey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11432282179330172309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oSwM2bvoaU/SPPNvM5qkSI/AAAAAAAABrU/WZYj0uSDX-M/S220/Tracey+princess.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6157/6173465071_ebd64b2ab9_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649557567689739484.post-1799420924508937641</id><published>2011-09-22T19:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T19:46:27.592-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 245 - Steak Pasta</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ben's least favorite thing about me being pregnant is the way it wrecks our dinner schedule. &amp;nbsp;We plan a month at a time but it seems like at least once a week I beg him for something off the plan. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This week it was Steak&amp;nbsp;Gorgonzola&amp;nbsp;from Olive Garden. &amp;nbsp;There are two problems with this. &amp;nbsp;First, Ben refuses to go to Olive Garden. &amp;nbsp;Second, I'm not really supposed to eat&amp;nbsp;Gorgonzola. &amp;nbsp;Something about mold and soft cheese or something. &amp;nbsp;Anyway, &amp;nbsp;I fixated for three days and finally decided to make my own Non-Gorgonzola&amp;nbsp;Steak Gorgonzola. &amp;nbsp;Here's the recipe I used. &amp;nbsp; (Loosely based on this &lt;a href="http://recipes.cuppylicious.net/?p=440"&gt;recipe&lt;/a&gt;.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/traceybensam/6173992846/" title="IMG_8122 by traceybensam, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_8122" height="457" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6162/6173992846_8d50c464e6_z.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Steak Gorgonzola &lt;/span&gt;(minus the Gorgonzola)&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; for Crazy Pregnant Ladies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Glaze&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;1/2 cup balsamic vinegar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;1/2 cup water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;2 Tablespoons brown sugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="display: block; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-top: 1em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Simmer until thickened, cool to room temperature.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The steak&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 lbs flat iron steak thinly sliced&lt;br /&gt;1 bottle Newman's Own Balsamic&amp;nbsp;Vinaigrette&lt;br /&gt;1 TBSP rosemary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dump it all in a&amp;nbsp;Ziploc&amp;nbsp;and marinade for an hour. &amp;nbsp;About 5 minutes before the pasta is done, throw it on the grill and cook for 1-2 minutes per side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Pasta&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 lbs&amp;nbsp;fettuccine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bring a pot of well salted water to a boil. &amp;nbsp;Cook as directed. &amp;nbsp;So easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Sauce&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 TBSP butter (Tracey addition)&lt;br /&gt;1/2 large sweet onion, finely chopped&amp;nbsp;(Tracey addition)&lt;br /&gt;3 cloves of minced garlic&amp;nbsp;(Tracey addition)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;1 1/2 cup white milk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;1 1/2 cup heavy cream&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup &amp;nbsp;parmesan cheese, grated&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup &amp;nbsp;romano cheese, grated ( I didn't have Romano so I just used all Parmesan. &amp;nbsp;It worked just fine)&lt;br /&gt;5 egg yolks, fresh jumbo eggs&lt;br /&gt;Salt and black pepper &amp;nbsp;(LOTS of black pepper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Melt butter in large saucepan. &amp;nbsp;Add onions and cook until slightly caramalized. &amp;nbsp;Add garlic and cook until light golden brown. &amp;nbsp;Stir in milk, cream and cheese. &amp;nbsp;Cook until cheese is melted. &amp;nbsp;In a separate bowl, lighly beat the egg yolks. &amp;nbsp;Slowly add sauce mixture to bring eggs up to temperature, stirring the entire time. &amp;nbsp;Once the eggs have been tempered, add it to the rest of the sauce and cook over low for 5 minutes. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assemble your pasta, sauce, steak and cheese. &amp;nbsp;Garnish with glaze and chopped sundried tomatoes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649557567689739484-1799420924508937641?l=traceyandben.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/feeds/1799420924508937641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/09/day-245-steak-pasta.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/1799420924508937641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/1799420924508937641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/09/day-245-steak-pasta.html' title='Day 245 - Steak Pasta'/><author><name>Tracey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11432282179330172309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oSwM2bvoaU/SPPNvM5qkSI/AAAAAAAABrU/WZYj0uSDX-M/S220/Tracey+princess.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6162/6173992846_8d50c464e6_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649557567689739484.post-6937031006337193473</id><published>2011-09-22T19:27:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T19:27:44.745-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 244 - Spelling</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm not sure what this says about our parenting abilities. &amp;nbsp;Either we are really great parents because Sam is spelling at the age of three.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/traceybensam/6173992504/" title="IMAG0082_edit0 by traceybensam, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMAG0082_edit0" height="383" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6170/6173992504_2702ec4bbb_z.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Or we are really bad parents because we obviously let him watch WAY too much Pixar. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649557567689739484-6937031006337193473?l=traceyandben.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/feeds/6937031006337193473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/09/day-244-spelling.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/6937031006337193473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/6937031006337193473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/09/day-244-spelling.html' title='Day 244 - Spelling'/><author><name>Tracey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11432282179330172309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oSwM2bvoaU/SPPNvM5qkSI/AAAAAAAABrU/WZYj0uSDX-M/S220/Tracey+princess.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6170/6173992504_2702ec4bbb_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649557567689739484.post-1786016968971992260</id><published>2011-09-18T20:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T20:12:31.663-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 243 - Goodbye feet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In case you haven't noticed, I've really been slacking on the posting. &amp;nbsp;I have a good reason though.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It seems that I have misplaced my brain. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And my balance. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Not to mention my appetite. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wait, that's not true. &amp;nbsp;I still have my appetite. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've just lost the ability to keep the food I eat in my stomach.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have also lost my ability to stay awake all day long without taking a nap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And the ability to stay awake past 10 pm. &amp;nbsp;This causes some blogging issues. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Finally, in the last few days I seem to have misplaced my feet.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;While I'm not counting on it, I'm hoping to find all of the above around the end of March.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Maybe if I'm lucky, the little culprit pushing out my abdomen will also make an appearance around the same time. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/traceybensam/6161239552/" title="Day 243 by traceybensam, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="Day 243" height="457" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6195/6161239552_184bf25742_z.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649557567689739484-1786016968971992260?l=traceyandben.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/feeds/1786016968971992260/comments/default' title='Post 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url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6195/6161239552_184bf25742_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649557567689739484.post-5965987366913693880</id><published>2011-09-18T19:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T19:59:19.373-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 242 - Chex Mix</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is what I was eating at 11:00 on Wednesday night. &amp;nbsp;It's the gooiest, most delicious chex mix you have ever had. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And once I find the post-it that I wrote the recipe on, I will share it with you. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/traceybensam/6160701053/" title="Day 242 by traceybensam, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="Day 242" height="457" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6179/6160701053_f5ac71b2bb_z.jpg" width="640" /&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/8649557567689739484-5965987366913693880?l=traceyandben.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/feeds/5965987366913693880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/09/day-242-chex-mix.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/5965987366913693880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/5965987366913693880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/09/day-242-chex-mix.html' title='Day 242 - Chex Mix'/><author><name>Tracey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11432282179330172309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oSwM2bvoaU/SPPNvM5qkSI/AAAAAAAABrU/WZYj0uSDX-M/S220/Tracey+princess.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6179/6160701053_f5ac71b2bb_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649557567689739484.post-7673745108114316641</id><published>2011-09-18T19:57:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T19:57:41.242-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 241 - Mickey</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When Sam was 6 months old, Ben took me to Disneyland for my birthday without Sam. &amp;nbsp;We had a LOVELY time. &amp;nbsp;While we were there we bought Sam the cutest Mickey you have ever seen. &amp;nbsp;It's a knit Mickey and we love it. &amp;nbsp;They had all of the main characters but we failed to pick up the rest. &amp;nbsp;Never again have we seen this line which is really too bad because Sam has taken to rotating sleeping between Mickey and Buzz every night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/traceybensam/6161239248/" title="Day 241 by traceybensam, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="Day 241" height="640" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6183/6161239248_ef9a9bc58d_z.jpg" width="456" /&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/8649557567689739484-7673745108114316641?l=traceyandben.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oSwM2bvoaU/SPPNvM5qkSI/AAAAAAAABrU/WZYj0uSDX-M/S220/Tracey+princess.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6183/6161239248_ef9a9bc58d_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649557567689739484.post-8725010366376694141</id><published>2011-09-18T19:53:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T19:54:17.526-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 240 - Crepes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After 3 days of craving crepes, I gave in on Tuesday and made them. &amp;nbsp;This really boring photo was my delicious ham and cheese crepe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/traceybensam/6161239342/" title="Day 240 by traceybensam, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="Day 240" height="457" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6066/6161239342_6a13c1111c_z.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What I really should have shown was the Nutella crepe topped with strawberry ice cream that I made later that night. &amp;nbsp;DELICIOUS. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649557567689739484-8725010366376694141?l=traceyandben.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/feeds/8725010366376694141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/09/day-240-crepes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/8725010366376694141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/8725010366376694141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/09/day-240-crepes.html' title='Day 240 - Crepes'/><author><name>Tracey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11432282179330172309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oSwM2bvoaU/SPPNvM5qkSI/AAAAAAAABrU/WZYj0uSDX-M/S220/Tracey+princess.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6066/6161239342_6a13c1111c_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649557567689739484.post-8198149531180978890</id><published>2011-09-17T22:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T22:25:34.203-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Delay of Game</title><content type='html'>Hi all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a quick check in. I've had a handful of messages expressing concern that I haven't updated the blog. &amp;nbsp;We are just fine. &amp;nbsp;I've been taking photos. &amp;nbsp;There's just a little bit of craziness going on at our house right now. &amp;nbsp;More on that soon. &amp;nbsp;Like tomorrow. . . or Monday. &amp;nbsp;Soon we'll be back to our regularly scheduled program. &amp;nbsp;I &amp;nbsp;promise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk to you soon!&lt;br /&gt;Tracey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649557567689739484-8198149531180978890?l=traceyandben.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/feeds/8198149531180978890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/09/delay-of-game.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/8198149531180978890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/8198149531180978890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/09/delay-of-game.html' title='Delay of Game'/><author><name>Tracey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11432282179330172309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oSwM2bvoaU/SPPNvM5qkSI/AAAAAAAABrU/WZYj0uSDX-M/S220/Tracey+princess.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649557567689739484.post-895764516818520117</id><published>2011-09-12T20:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T20:26:06.075-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 239 - Ice Cream</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sam is a really picky eater so when we find things that he likes, we try to work them into the rotation as much as possible. &amp;nbsp;Fortunately one of the things he love most is Costco cheese pizza. It's cheap. &amp;nbsp;It's easy. &amp;nbsp;I like it enough to split a slice with him. The funny part is that he only likes to eat pizza&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;at&amp;nbsp;Costco&lt;/span&gt;. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Recently he added another item to the list of Sam approved items. &amp;nbsp;Costco ice cream. &amp;nbsp;Again, something that he only likes&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;at Costco&lt;/span&gt;. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/traceybensam/6142135731/" title="IMG_8061 by traceybensam, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_8061" height="640" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6173/6142135731_4b8b16031f_z.jpg" width="457" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now, if I can just get him to eat hot dogs and chicken bakes, we will able to feed him the entire Costco menu. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649557567689739484-895764516818520117?l=traceyandben.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/feeds/895764516818520117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/09/day-239-ice-cream.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/895764516818520117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/895764516818520117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/09/day-239-ice-cream.html' title='Day 239 - Ice Cream'/><author><name>Tracey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11432282179330172309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oSwM2bvoaU/SPPNvM5qkSI/AAAAAAAABrU/WZYj0uSDX-M/S220/Tracey+princess.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6173/6142135731_4b8b16031f_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649557567689739484.post-7841940326584614784</id><published>2011-09-12T20:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T20:21:00.790-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 238 - Pudding</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Imagine my immense pleasure when I opened the fridge last night and found this . . .&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/traceybensam/6142689984/" title="IMG_8054 by traceybensam, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_8054" height="640" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6192/6142689984_df8b255a1a_z.jpg" width="457" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chocolate pudding from Rudy's BBQ that I bought on Friday night. &amp;nbsp;So happy. &amp;nbsp;So delicious. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649557567689739484-7841940326584614784?l=traceyandben.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/feeds/7841940326584614784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/09/day-238-pudding.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/7841940326584614784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/7841940326584614784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/09/day-238-pudding.html' title='Day 238 - Pudding'/><author><name>Tracey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11432282179330172309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oSwM2bvoaU/SPPNvM5qkSI/AAAAAAAABrU/WZYj0uSDX-M/S220/Tracey+princess.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6192/6142689984_df8b255a1a_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649557567689739484.post-4030984001748887903</id><published>2011-09-10T20:45:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T20:45:57.587-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 237 - Chuck</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ben's family came this weekend for the BYU vs. Texas game. &amp;nbsp;We are so excited to have them here. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The group includes his nearly identical twin brothers Nathan and Berkeley. Nathan's wife Kristy and Berk's oldest son Romney. &amp;nbsp;Ben has always called Romney by his nickname, Chuck. &amp;nbsp;Therefore I have always called him Chuck. However, I'm pretty sure Ben and I are the only people who call him Chuck. As you can imagine, this twin uncles and nickname situation has caused some major confusion for Sam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To make matters even more hilarious, Sam LOVES Berkeley. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Loves him&lt;/span&gt;. &amp;nbsp;He wants Berk to play with him, hold him and carry him everywhere. They have a major Fruit Ninja connection going on. &amp;nbsp;It is really very sweet. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/traceybensam/6135073228/" title="IMG_8029 by traceybensam, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_8029" height="640" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6068/6135073228_8f04b2bc92_z.jpg" width="457" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You would think that Sam calling Berk by the wrong name would be natural with him having a twin an all. &amp;nbsp;Except Sam doesn't call him Nathan.&lt;br /&gt;He calls him Romney. &lt;br /&gt;He refuses to call him Berkeley. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But what does Sam call Romney? &amp;nbsp;Chuck, of course. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/traceybensam/6135059840/" title="Day 237 by traceybensam, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="Day 237" height="640" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6152/6135059840_f601fd014b_z.jpg" width="457" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't you love the conflicting BYU and Texas gear? &amp;nbsp;Such cute Hanson boys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649557567689739484-4030984001748887903?l=traceyandben.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/feeds/4030984001748887903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/09/day-237-chuck.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/4030984001748887903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/4030984001748887903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/09/day-237-chuck.html' title='Day 237 - Chuck'/><author><name>Tracey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11432282179330172309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oSwM2bvoaU/SPPNvM5qkSI/AAAAAAAABrU/WZYj0uSDX-M/S220/Tracey+princess.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6068/6135073228_8f04b2bc92_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649557567689739484.post-1990127178664974647</id><published>2011-09-10T20:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T20:34:05.634-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 236 - Bat Bridge</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A couple of weeks ago, I posted a picture of some of the Austin bats. &amp;nbsp;My sister-in-law Kristy immediately replied that she DID NOT want to see the bats while in town this weekend. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Guess what we did last night?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/traceybensam/6134511351/" title="Day 236 by traceybensam, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="Day 236" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6187/6134511351_1a7c177046_z.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649557567689739484-1990127178664974647?l=traceyandben.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/feeds/1990127178664974647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/09/day-236-bat-bridge.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/1990127178664974647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/1990127178664974647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/09/day-236-bat-bridge.html' title='Day 236 - Bat Bridge'/><author><name>Tracey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11432282179330172309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oSwM2bvoaU/SPPNvM5qkSI/AAAAAAAABrU/WZYj0uSDX-M/S220/Tracey+princess.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6187/6134511351_1a7c177046_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649557567689739484.post-1812033661796221395</id><published>2011-09-08T19:55:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T19:55:20.436-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 235 - Area Rug and Excuses</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hate our carpet. &amp;nbsp;DESPISE it. &amp;nbsp;For months I have been trying to come up with a solution to keep it clean. &amp;nbsp;We don't wear shoes in the house but unfortunately we have a little person living in our home who likes to toss sippy cups around. &amp;nbsp;Grr. &amp;nbsp;I've been eyeing area rugs for awhile but they are just so expensive and the thought of putting a rug on carpet seems so strange to me. &amp;nbsp;I don't know why. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Luckily, Sam's birthday brought the perfect solution. &amp;nbsp;If my house didn't look like a Toys R Us before, it certainly does now. &amp;nbsp;But hey, it keeps the carpet clean.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/traceybensam/6129037660/" title="Day 235 by traceybensam, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="Day 235" height="379" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6207/6129037660_9a04eeb1d7_z.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In other news, my friend Shannon called today to check on us. &amp;nbsp;Apparently the combination of the craziness of our lives right now, the fires all over Texas combined with the fact that I didn't post yesterday was enough to cause a little bit of concern. &amp;nbsp;This is why I love her. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We are doing just fine. &amp;nbsp;There aren't any fires in our immediate vicinity. &amp;nbsp;However, I did pack a bag today just in case something happens and we need to evacuate. &amp;nbsp;We are hoping that will not be the case but it is better to be prepared. &amp;nbsp;Unfortunately there are many Texans who were caught by surprise and do not have the things that they need. &amp;nbsp;My heart aches for the 1,386 families that have lost there homes in Bastrop just outside of Austin. &amp;nbsp;We continue to pray for rain and hope that this dreadful drought will soon come to an end. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649557567689739484-1812033661796221395?l=traceyandben.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/feeds/1812033661796221395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/09/day-235-area-rug-and-excuses.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/1812033661796221395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/1812033661796221395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/09/day-235-area-rug-and-excuses.html' title='Day 235 - Area Rug and Excuses'/><author><name>Tracey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11432282179330172309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oSwM2bvoaU/SPPNvM5qkSI/AAAAAAAABrU/WZYj0uSDX-M/S220/Tracey+princess.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6207/6129037660_9a04eeb1d7_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649557567689739484.post-2008909840917420653</id><published>2011-09-06T21:04:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T21:04:34.153-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 234 - Boundaries</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As our friends were getting ready to go home today, Sam disappeared into the guest bedroom for a minute. &amp;nbsp;Since Sam is busy and I'm suspicious, I went in to check out the situation. &amp;nbsp;I was surprised to find this little scene. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/traceybensam/6122730706/" title="day 234 by traceybensam, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="day 234" height="640" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6085/6122730706_f3e17e1fd3_z.jpg" width="457" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sam LOVED the baby and could not get enough of him. &amp;nbsp;Every time someone would sit down with him, Sam needed to be on their lap as well checking out the situation. &amp;nbsp;Sam would help pat the baby's back and give him his binky. &amp;nbsp;He didn't even seem to mind when Ben or I would hold the baby. &amp;nbsp;He especially liked to lay on the baby mat with him. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/traceybensam/6122189059/" title="IMG_8018 by traceybensam, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_8018" height="457" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6184/6122189059_60ce1cf8d7_z.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There may be hope for this kid yet.&amp;nbsp;For the most part he did really well. &amp;nbsp;He only tried to step on him once. &amp;nbsp;He was even gentle. &amp;nbsp;For Sam. In the last 2 days he heard, "Sam! &amp;nbsp;Be gentle!" &amp;nbsp;about a million times. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Hopefully when we have another he will have learned some boundaries so we don't have to hide the baby . &amp;nbsp;Not that we know anyone who has to do that. &amp;nbsp;Right Mags?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649557567689739484-2008909840917420653?l=traceyandben.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/feeds/2008909840917420653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/09/day-234-boundaries.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/2008909840917420653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/2008909840917420653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/09/day-234-boundaries.html' title='Day 234 - Boundaries'/><author><name>Tracey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11432282179330172309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oSwM2bvoaU/SPPNvM5qkSI/AAAAAAAABrU/WZYj0uSDX-M/S220/Tracey+princess.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6085/6122730706_f3e17e1fd3_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649557567689739484.post-6424177185241995046</id><published>2011-09-05T20:24:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T13:49:53.177-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 233 - Baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;I'm a little behind this weekend due to us having guests.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;Sam is enamored with the smallest guest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;I'm not sure he is as excited about Sam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/traceybensam/6118906216/" title="Day 233 by traceybensam, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="Day 233" height="640" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6075/6118906216_5f182e2fdd_z.jpg" width="457" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;Unfortunately for our guests it is due to their home be evacuated because of the crazy Texas wildfires. &amp;nbsp;About 4000 homes just down the road from us were evacuated on Sunday night and they won't be able to go home until Tuesday at noon. &amp;nbsp;At the earliest. &amp;nbsp; A good chunk of our church congregation lives in the community and many of our friends were displaced. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;I think it time to start doing some rain dances. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/8649557567689739484-6424177185241995046?l=traceyandben.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/feeds/6424177185241995046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/09/day-233-naby.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/6424177185241995046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/6424177185241995046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/09/day-233-naby.html' title='Day 233 - Baby'/><author><name>Tracey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11432282179330172309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oSwM2bvoaU/SPPNvM5qkSI/AAAAAAAABrU/WZYj0uSDX-M/S220/Tracey+princess.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6075/6118906216_5f182e2fdd_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649557567689739484.post-6947203792859301183</id><published>2011-09-05T20:20:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T13:50:26.749-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 232 - Guests</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/traceybensam/6118361631/" title="Day 232 by traceybensam, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="Day 232" height="640" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6186/6118361631_b435cb92c2_z.jpg" width="457" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Again, we have guests at our house. &amp;nbsp;One of them is furry. &amp;nbsp;Sam is thrilled. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649557567689739484-6947203792859301183?l=traceyandben.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/feeds/6947203792859301183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/09/day-231.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/6947203792859301183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/6947203792859301183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/09/day-231.html' title='Day 232 - Guests'/><author><name>Tracey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11432282179330172309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oSwM2bvoaU/SPPNvM5qkSI/AAAAAAAABrU/WZYj0uSDX-M/S220/Tracey+princess.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6186/6118361631_b435cb92c2_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649557567689739484.post-6514006992350566150</id><published>2011-09-05T20:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T20:17:04.823-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 230 - Sloooooow Cooker and Day 231 - Chile Verde</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You might remember my finger burning chile incident from last week. &amp;nbsp;Well, since I still had Hatch peppers left. I needed to find something to do with them. &amp;nbsp;So Ben bought me a giant 12 lbs pork shoulder at Costco. &amp;nbsp;I cut off a fourth of it and decided to make green chile pork something. &amp;nbsp;Well, it turned into this. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/traceybensam/6118361883/" title="Day 230 by traceybensam, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="Day 230" height="457" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6064/6118361883_83a1a27f3a_z.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Which the next day turned into this:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/traceybensam/6118906450/" title="Day 231 by traceybensam, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="Day 231" height="457" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6069/6118906450_3ca05ee088_z.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, how I love chile verde. &amp;nbsp;Especially when I kind of make it by accident. &amp;nbsp;My subconscious must be telling me something.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649557567689739484-6514006992350566150?l=traceyandben.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/feeds/6514006992350566150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/09/day-230-sloooooow-cooker-and-day-231.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/6514006992350566150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/6514006992350566150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/09/day-230-sloooooow-cooker-and-day-231.html' title='Day 230 - Sloooooow Cooker and Day 231 - Chile Verde'/><author><name>Tracey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11432282179330172309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oSwM2bvoaU/SPPNvM5qkSI/AAAAAAAABrU/WZYj0uSDX-M/S220/Tracey+princess.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6064/6118361883_83a1a27f3a_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649557567689739484.post-5913923439000972794</id><published>2011-09-02T20:37:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T20:37:18.597-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 229 - Sweet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The only thing sweeter than a new baby is a sleeping new baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/traceybensam/6107442395/" title="Day 229 by traceybensam, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="Day 229" height="469" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6208/6107442395_982b6d1c80_z.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Or a sleeping new baby being held by a sweet daddy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649557567689739484-5913923439000972794?l=traceyandben.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/feeds/5913923439000972794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/09/day-229-sweet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/5913923439000972794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/5913923439000972794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/09/day-229-sweet.html' title='Day 229 - Sweet'/><author><name>Tracey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11432282179330172309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oSwM2bvoaU/SPPNvM5qkSI/AAAAAAAABrU/WZYj0uSDX-M/S220/Tracey+princess.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6208/6107442395_982b6d1c80_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649557567689739484.post-7889820471730488218</id><published>2011-08-31T20:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T20:32:33.622-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: inherit; line-height: 14px;"&gt;This is what happens when a three year old discovers the camera on your phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/traceybensam/6102016248/" title="day 228 by traceybensam, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="day 228" height="640" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6191/6102016248_fc9171db33_z.jpg" width="457" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 14px;"&gt;I have 100's of photos of Sam's legs. &amp;nbsp;Luckily, mine made it into this photo too. &amp;nbsp;Ugh.&amp;nbsp;&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/8649557567689739484-7889820471730488218?l=traceyandben.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/feeds/7889820471730488218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/08/this-is-what-happens-when-three-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/7889820471730488218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/7889820471730488218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/08/this-is-what-happens-when-three-year.html' title=''/><author><name>Tracey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11432282179330172309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oSwM2bvoaU/SPPNvM5qkSI/AAAAAAAABrU/WZYj0uSDX-M/S220/Tracey+princess.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6191/6102016248_fc9171db33_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649557567689739484.post-3671928271911989963</id><published>2011-08-31T20:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T20:30:12.077-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 227 - School</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now that Sam is three, he is old enough to be evaluated for the speech program through the school district. &amp;nbsp;Yesterday was his first day of school. &amp;nbsp;He will go for 4 hours each morning all week. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He loves it. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm lonely. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/traceybensam/6102016310/" title="day 227 by traceybensam, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="day 227" height="640" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6199/6102016310_d51fe03763_z.jpg" width="457" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I took his picture to document this momentous occasion. &amp;nbsp;Of course he wouldn't look at me. &amp;nbsp;Stinker.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He loves to wear his backpack and take his lunchbox. &amp;nbsp;They have breakfast every morning in the cafeteria. &amp;nbsp;Too bad he won't eat his food until I come to pick him up. &amp;nbsp;He immediately asks for his lunch box so he can have a snack. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We have a our first meeting next week to start to determine what program he will be in. &amp;nbsp;I'm really hoping he gets to stay in this class because we LOVE Ms. Laura.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649557567689739484-3671928271911989963?l=traceyandben.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/feeds/3671928271911989963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-227-school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/3671928271911989963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/3671928271911989963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-227-school.html' title='Day 227 - School'/><author><name>Tracey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11432282179330172309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oSwM2bvoaU/SPPNvM5qkSI/AAAAAAAABrU/WZYj0uSDX-M/S220/Tracey+princess.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6199/6102016310_d51fe03763_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649557567689739484.post-5657294861651299927</id><published>2011-08-29T20:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T20:01:24.348-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 226 - Twiners</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love dressing Sam like a little man. &amp;nbsp;I love it even more when Ben and Sam&amp;nbsp;inadvertently&amp;nbsp;match.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/traceybensam/6094732497/" title="Day 226 by traceybensam, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="Day 226" height="640" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6081/6094732497_29ff606802_z.jpg" width="457" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love it the most when they walk the same way while wearing matching man clothes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649557567689739484-5657294861651299927?l=traceyandben.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/feeds/5657294861651299927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-226-twiners.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/5657294861651299927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/5657294861651299927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-226-twiners.html' title='Day 226 - Twiners'/><author><name>Tracey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11432282179330172309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oSwM2bvoaU/SPPNvM5qkSI/AAAAAAAABrU/WZYj0uSDX-M/S220/Tracey+princess.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6081/6094732497_29ff606802_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649557567689739484.post-5347900837119655285</id><published>2011-08-29T19:58:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T19:59:05.468-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 226 - Hatch Green Chiles</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In case you didn't know, Hatch green chiles are in season. &amp;nbsp;Since moving to Texas I have developed a deep and abiding love for these little jewels.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Until last night. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/traceybensam/6095272654/" title="Day 225 by traceybensam, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="Day 225" height="457" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6193/6095272654_5eb4123bf6_z.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I decided to make enchiladas last night. &amp;nbsp;Sometimes I'm not so bright and I don't think things through. &lt;br /&gt;Like the fact that I was cutting chiles. &lt;br /&gt;With bare hands. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In case you were wondering, they will burn your hands. &lt;br /&gt;I was so bitter about my burning hands that I couldn't even properly enjoy my enchiladas.&lt;br /&gt;I will definitely be wearing gloves when I make green chile pork this week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649557567689739484-5347900837119655285?l=traceyandben.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/feeds/5347900837119655285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-226-hatch-green-chiles.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/5347900837119655285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/5347900837119655285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-226-hatch-green-chiles.html' title='Day 226 - Hatch Green Chiles'/><author><name>Tracey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11432282179330172309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oSwM2bvoaU/SPPNvM5qkSI/AAAAAAAABrU/WZYj0uSDX-M/S220/Tracey+princess.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6193/6095272654_5eb4123bf6_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649557567689739484.post-3514769068096594369</id><published>2011-08-27T21:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T21:09:06.147-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 224 - Cake</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/traceybensam/6087771886/" title="Day 224 by traceybensam, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="Day 224" height="640" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6200/6087771886_db7ee3aaa5_z.jpg" width="458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Because of our super busy day yesterday, Sam's cake wasn't finished until today. &amp;nbsp;He doesn't even like cake so he didn't seem to mind much. &amp;nbsp;He just blew out the candle and ran back to play with his number/letter mats.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ben and I sure enjoyed eating it though. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/traceybensam/6087227199/" title="cake by traceybensam, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="cake" height="457" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6077/6087227199_5ef45d6bd0_z.jpg" width="640" /&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/8649557567689739484-3514769068096594369?l=traceyandben.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/feeds/3514769068096594369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-224-cake.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/3514769068096594369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/3514769068096594369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-224-cake.html' title='Day 224 - Cake'/><author><name>Tracey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11432282179330172309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oSwM2bvoaU/SPPNvM5qkSI/AAAAAAAABrU/WZYj0uSDX-M/S220/Tracey+princess.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6200/6087771886_db7ee3aaa5_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649557567689739484.post-566546137302623143</id><published>2011-08-27T21:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T21:07:09.534-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 223 - Haddy Dirfday (Happy Birthday)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our little guy turned three yesterday. &amp;nbsp;I can't believe how fast he is growing up.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We started the day with "tatos" from Chick-fila. &amp;nbsp;They are his&amp;nbsp;absolute&amp;nbsp;FAVORITE. &amp;nbsp;He ate 2 whole orders. Yeesh. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/traceybensam/6087234611/" title="day 223 by traceybensam, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="day 223" height="640" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6206/6087234611_50f9201305_z.jpg" width="457" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Later we went swimming with Sam's friend Logan (and my friend Logan's mom Buddy). &amp;nbsp;We swam for two hours and he had a blast. &amp;nbsp;Towards the end they were jumping in the pool holding hands. &amp;nbsp;It was so cute. &amp;nbsp;Logan gave Sam a WONDERFUL letter book. &amp;nbsp;As soon as he opened it, we all lost his attention. &amp;nbsp;He wouldn't even pose for a picture. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wBv_nlrfVMw/TlmuTLmCTMI/AAAAAAAADSo/psdh6wIpNAo/s1600/IMG_7056.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="285" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wBv_nlrfVMw/TlmuTLmCTMI/AAAAAAAADSo/psdh6wIpNAo/s400/IMG_7056.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Luckily, Logan was much more&amp;nbsp;accommodating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LrlBFNX1-0A/TlmuWq9qrlI/AAAAAAAADSs/pzNeW_gdNB0/s1600/IMG_7061.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LrlBFNX1-0A/TlmuWq9qrlI/AAAAAAAADSs/pzNeW_gdNB0/s400/IMG_7061.jpg" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After swimming we had his other favorite, McDonalds. &amp;nbsp;He was so wiped he took a long nap. &amp;nbsp;After his nap we had dinner with our friends the MacFarlane family. They gave him a huge present. &amp;nbsp;The whole way home he kept saying, "Haddy Dirfday. &amp;nbsp;GIANT present." &amp;nbsp;When he opened it he was thrilled to find a&amp;nbsp;GIANT set of &amp;nbsp;foam floor mats. &amp;nbsp;It covers most of my living room floor. &amp;nbsp;But guess what are on the mats. &amp;nbsp;Letters . . . &amp;nbsp;and numbers. &amp;nbsp;Yet another giant hit. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He loved all of his gifts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chicka Chicka Boom Boom and Chicka Chicka 123 from Karen, Ryan and the girls.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AKhiKLjsBDE/TlmuXZvmOKI/AAAAAAAADSw/UU8ew5bhyJE/s1600/IMG_7123.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AKhiKLjsBDE/TlmuXZvmOKI/AAAAAAAADSw/UU8ew5bhyJE/s400/IMG_7123.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cars Duplos from Mom and Dad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zVu2GagPt3o/TlmuYRNkvdI/AAAAAAAADS0/mTm6Im1gUfY/s1600/IMG_7154.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zVu2GagPt3o/TlmuYRNkvdI/AAAAAAAADS0/mTm6Im1gUfY/s640/IMG_7154.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;From Grandma&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The M&amp;amp;M Counting Book&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LgwZW2jLUlQ/TlmuaFEXZUI/AAAAAAAADS4/AQC7Duo6bz8/s1600/IMG_7184.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LgwZW2jLUlQ/TlmuaFEXZUI/AAAAAAAADS4/AQC7Duo6bz8/s640/IMG_7184.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A bike horn. &amp;nbsp;(Thanks Mom!)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5IgmKd0oiwo/Tlmua21sIpI/AAAAAAAADS8/G3oXGpm7X3k/s1600/IMG_7188.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5IgmKd0oiwo/Tlmua21sIpI/AAAAAAAADS8/G3oXGpm7X3k/s640/IMG_7188.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And construction cones. &amp;nbsp;He loved them. &amp;nbsp;As soon as he opened them he said, "Toy Story 2!" &amp;nbsp;He likes the part where the toys cross the street in construction cones. &amp;nbsp;He also stuck them on his head and said, "Haddy Dirfday!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kd2-NsDWauo/Tlmub1hLqNI/AAAAAAAADTA/U1vStJLuO3M/s1600/IMG_7209.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kd2-NsDWauo/Tlmub1hLqNI/AAAAAAAADTA/U1vStJLuO3M/s640/IMG_7209.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All in all he had a fabulous day! &amp;nbsp;We are so grateful to have this little guy in our family and we can't wait to see what exciting things he learns (and does) in the next year. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love you Sammy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649557567689739484-566546137302623143?l=traceyandben.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/feeds/566546137302623143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-223-haddy-dirfday-happy-birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/566546137302623143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/566546137302623143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-223-haddy-dirfday-happy-birthday.html' title='Day 223 - Haddy Dirfday (Happy Birthday)'/><author><name>Tracey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11432282179330172309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oSwM2bvoaU/SPPNvM5qkSI/AAAAAAAABrU/WZYj0uSDX-M/S220/Tracey+princess.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6206/6087234611_50f9201305_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649557567689739484.post-3435452478103904177</id><published>2011-08-25T21:03:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T20:52:19.705-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 222 - Haircut</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/traceybensam/6081722234/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" title="day 222  by traceybensam, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="day 222 " height="640" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6184/6081722234_85c1357989_z.jpg" width="457" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Sam,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that after you haircut today, your eyelashes are officially longer than the hair on your head. If one day you end up wearing mascara when Daddy comes home, I cannot be held responsible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOX,&lt;br /&gt;Mom&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649557567689739484-3435452478103904177?l=traceyandben.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/feeds/3435452478103904177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/08/dear-sam-i-think-that-after-you-haircut.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/3435452478103904177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/3435452478103904177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/08/dear-sam-i-think-that-after-you-haircut.html' title='Day 222 - Haircut'/><author><name>Tracey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11432282179330172309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oSwM2bvoaU/SPPNvM5qkSI/AAAAAAAABrU/WZYj0uSDX-M/S220/Tracey+princess.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6184/6081722234_85c1357989_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649557567689739484.post-6552430601387233961</id><published>2011-08-24T21:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T21:21:55.984-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 221 - baby girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/traceybensam/6078704684/" title="Day 221 by traceybensam, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="Day 221" height="320" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6185/6078704684_381438bba7_z.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ummmmm. &amp;nbsp;Yeah. &amp;nbsp;I&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; really&lt;/span&gt; need a baby girl. Luckily, my friend Kristen let me play with her baby.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649557567689739484-6552430601387233961?l=traceyandben.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/feeds/6552430601387233961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-221-baby-girl.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/6552430601387233961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/6552430601387233961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-221-baby-girl.html' title='Day 221 - baby girl'/><author><name>Tracey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11432282179330172309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oSwM2bvoaU/SPPNvM5qkSI/AAAAAAAABrU/WZYj0uSDX-M/S220/Tracey+princess.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6185/6078704684_381438bba7_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649557567689739484.post-4100782407399633299</id><published>2011-08-24T21:19:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T21:19:49.176-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 220 - Daddy's Phone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/traceybensam/6078162821/" title="Day 220 by traceybensam, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="Day 220" height="640" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6202/6078162821_347e6d3144_z.jpg" width="457" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sam loves Daddy's phone nearly as much as he loves Daddy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649557567689739484-4100782407399633299?l=traceyandben.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/feeds/4100782407399633299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-220-daddys-phone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/4100782407399633299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/4100782407399633299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-220-daddys-phone.html' title='Day 220 - Daddy&apos;s Phone'/><author><name>Tracey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11432282179330172309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oSwM2bvoaU/SPPNvM5qkSI/AAAAAAAABrU/WZYj0uSDX-M/S220/Tracey+princess.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6202/6078162821_347e6d3144_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649557567689739484.post-1816979020975231118</id><published>2011-08-22T20:11:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T20:11:19.683-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 219 - Slide</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For family night tonight, we took Sam to EXTREME FUN. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/traceybensam/6071878216/" title="day-219--web by traceybensam, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="day-219--web" height="640" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6083/6071878216_57c680c4e9_z.jpg" width="457" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As you can see, his fun was definitely extreme. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649557567689739484-1816979020975231118?l=traceyandben.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/feeds/1816979020975231118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-219-slide.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/1816979020975231118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/1816979020975231118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-219-slide.html' title='Day 219 - Slide'/><author><name>Tracey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11432282179330172309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oSwM2bvoaU/SPPNvM5qkSI/AAAAAAAABrU/WZYj0uSDX-M/S220/Tracey+princess.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6083/6071878216_57c680c4e9_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649557567689739484.post-1159299177319072135</id><published>2011-08-22T20:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T20:10:01.830-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 218 - Cooking</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/traceybensam/6071878024/" title="day-218-web by traceybensam, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="day-218-web" height="640" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6189/6071878024_e2bb19e06c_z.jpg" width="457" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wish I could say that Sam was cooking something on his own. Ben was helping make pancakes (yes, the frozen &amp;nbsp;type) &amp;nbsp;Really, he just likes to turn on the timer on the microwave. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And no, he's not up there alone. &amp;nbsp;Ben was 2 ft behind him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649557567689739484-1159299177319072135?l=traceyandben.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/feeds/1159299177319072135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-218-cooking.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/1159299177319072135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/1159299177319072135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-218-cooking.html' title='Day 218 - Cooking'/><author><name>Tracey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11432282179330172309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oSwM2bvoaU/SPPNvM5qkSI/AAAAAAAABrU/WZYj0uSDX-M/S220/Tracey+princess.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6189/6071878024_e2bb19e06c_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649557567689739484.post-6575141455737168186</id><published>2011-08-20T19:55:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T19:55:09.575-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 217 - Bedhead</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/traceybensam/6064030032/" title="Day 217 by traceybensam, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="Day 217" height="640" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6207/6064030032_3b9f069387_z.jpg" width="457" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think it might be time for someone to get a haircut . . .&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649557567689739484-6575141455737168186?l=traceyandben.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/feeds/6575141455737168186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-217-bedhead.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/6575141455737168186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/6575141455737168186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-217-bedhead.html' title='Day 217 - Bedhead'/><author><name>Tracey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11432282179330172309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oSwM2bvoaU/SPPNvM5qkSI/AAAAAAAABrU/WZYj0uSDX-M/S220/Tracey+princess.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6207/6064030032_3b9f069387_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649557567689739484.post-1432411466968280013</id><published>2011-08-20T19:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T19:39:34.692-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 216 - Playmate</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/traceybensam/6060920134/" title="day-216-web by traceybensam, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="day-216-web" height="512" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6073/6060920134_07d11b4840_z.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One of Sam's favorite playmates got to come over twice this week! &amp;nbsp;He loves her so much. &amp;nbsp;Daily I get requests to play with "Becca." &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649557567689739484-1432411466968280013?l=traceyandben.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/feeds/1432411466968280013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-216-playmate.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/1432411466968280013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/1432411466968280013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-216-playmate.html' title='Day 216 - Playmate'/><author><name>Tracey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11432282179330172309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oSwM2bvoaU/SPPNvM5qkSI/AAAAAAAABrU/WZYj0uSDX-M/S220/Tracey+princess.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6073/6060920134_07d11b4840_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649557567689739484.post-7111487615511481939</id><published>2011-08-19T19:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T19:57:35.601-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 215 - Bats</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The conversation we had in the car last night,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Do you see that smoke? &amp;nbsp;Where is it coming from?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/traceybensam/6060920422/" title="IMG_6375 by traceybensam, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_6375" height="320" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6205/6060920422_f6cb2171f0_z.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Oh, never mind. &amp;nbsp;It's just a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;giant colony of bats!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gross.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649557567689739484-7111487615511481939?l=traceyandben.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/feeds/7111487615511481939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-215-bats.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/7111487615511481939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/7111487615511481939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-215-bats.html' title='Day 215 - Bats'/><author><name>Tracey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11432282179330172309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oSwM2bvoaU/SPPNvM5qkSI/AAAAAAAABrU/WZYj0uSDX-M/S220/Tracey+princess.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6205/6060920422_f6cb2171f0_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649557567689739484.post-8308349692995140336</id><published>2011-08-17T21:44:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T21:50:07.411-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 214 - Migas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/traceybensam/6054506097/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" title="Day 214 by traceybensam, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="Day 214" height="457" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6194/6054506097_a168633ce5_z.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Austin,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you for a million reasons. &amp;nbsp;However, it is quite possible that the best thing I've discovered while here is Migas. &amp;nbsp;(Migas is a lovely little mix of eggs, cheese, salsa/pico de gallo and tortilla bits. &amp;nbsp;It may also have chilis, black beans, refried beans, queso and&amp;nbsp;guacamole.&amp;nbsp;It ain't pretty but it is sooooooo good.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Seriously, the best breakfast food ever. &amp;nbsp;I ate it twice today.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Austin, please know that you will always have a special place in my heart from bringing me and my one true egg-based love together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOX,&lt;br /&gt;Tracey &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, here's a &lt;a href="http://thepioneerwoman.com/cooking/2008/09/ree-drummond-migas/comment-page-5/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;recipe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; for ya. &amp;nbsp;Or you can do it the cheater way like me and just use a cup of salsa in your scrambled eggs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649557567689739484-8308349692995140336?l=traceyandben.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/feeds/8308349692995140336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-214-migas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/8308349692995140336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/8308349692995140336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-214-migas.html' title='Day 214 - Migas'/><author><name>Tracey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11432282179330172309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oSwM2bvoaU/SPPNvM5qkSI/AAAAAAAABrU/WZYj0uSDX-M/S220/Tracey+princess.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6194/6054506097_a168633ce5_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649557567689739484.post-3320990465602621050</id><published>2011-08-17T21:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T21:37:15.946-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 213 - Baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sam LOVES babies. &amp;nbsp;This means he also loves baby dolls. &amp;nbsp;Since I'm an indulgent mother I bought him one. &amp;nbsp;He loves it. &amp;nbsp;Ben doesn't.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/traceybensam/6054513067/" title="IMG_6314 by traceybensam, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_6314" height="427" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6066/6054513067_a3d85d5ce3_z.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Apparently Ben's way of combating the&amp;nbsp;girlishness&amp;nbsp;of the doll is making the doll sleep in the dump truck. &amp;nbsp;Whatever works. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/traceybensam/6054506341/" title="Day 213 by traceybensam, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="Day 213" height="457" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6061/6054506341_1763938d73_z.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649557567689739484-3320990465602621050?l=traceyandben.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/feeds/3320990465602621050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-213-baby.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/3320990465602621050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/3320990465602621050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-213-baby.html' title='Day 213 - Baby'/><author><name>Tracey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11432282179330172309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oSwM2bvoaU/SPPNvM5qkSI/AAAAAAAABrU/WZYj0uSDX-M/S220/Tracey+princess.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6066/6054513067_a3d85d5ce3_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649557567689739484.post-936952934964266892</id><published>2011-08-15T19:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T19:30:38.826-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 212 - Nigh Night Mom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/traceybensam/6048023682/" title="day 212 by traceybensam, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="day 212" height="640" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6065/6048023682_ffe9649be9_z.jpg" width="427" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I love that Sam puts himself to bed. Until he decides to wake up at 7:00 am. Ugh.&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/8649557567689739484-936952934964266892?l=traceyandben.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/feeds/936952934964266892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-212-nigh-night-mom.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/936952934964266892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/936952934964266892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-212-nigh-night-mom.html' title='Day 212 - Nigh Night Mom'/><author><name>Tracey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11432282179330172309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oSwM2bvoaU/SPPNvM5qkSI/AAAAAAAABrU/WZYj0uSDX-M/S220/Tracey+princess.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6065/6048023682_ffe9649be9_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649557567689739484.post-300283873017305168</id><published>2011-08-15T18:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T18:51:00.623-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 211 - Steak Sandwich</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alright, so I'm a day behind on posting but I intend to catch up tonight. &amp;nbsp;Or tomorrow. &amp;nbsp;But first I have to tell you about our dinner last night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Steak&amp;nbsp;Sandwiches&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/traceybensam/6047324763/" title="day 211 by traceybensam, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="day 211" height="427" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6207/6047324763_63f89dbdb7_z.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So stinking good. Not to mention, SUPER easy to make. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The first think you need to know if that it is crucial that you buy the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;right bread.&lt;/span&gt; &amp;nbsp;Lucky for you, I'm going to tell you where I found this bread. &amp;nbsp;At &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Super Target&lt;/span&gt;. (WHAT?! &amp;nbsp;Tracey likes Target? &amp;nbsp;After spending 40 hours a week there for 8 years? &amp;nbsp;Shocking, I know.) &amp;nbsp;Back to the bread. &lt;br /&gt;You want the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;soft french bread&lt;/span&gt; that sits on the little rack when you walk in. &amp;nbsp;At least that is where it is at my Target. &amp;nbsp;This bread is AMAZING for sandwiches. &amp;nbsp;I crave this bread. &amp;nbsp;I have bought 2 loaves within the last week. &amp;nbsp;It's that good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;OK. &amp;nbsp;Onto the steak. &amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Thin sliced tri tip&lt;/span&gt;. &amp;nbsp;We bought ours at (GASP) WalMart. &amp;nbsp;I marinated the crud out of mine while at church. &amp;nbsp;It was a lot of tossing and pouring of ingredients but basically it boils down to this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tracey's Random Marinade&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 cup olive oil&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup balsamic vinegar (or red wine vinegar if you aren't morally opposed to it.)&lt;br /&gt;1 half onion. &amp;nbsp;Quartered&lt;br /&gt;3 clove garlic. &amp;nbsp;Smashed&lt;br /&gt;1 TBSP &amp;nbsp;rosemary&lt;br /&gt;1 TBSP thyme&lt;br /&gt;A generous pinch of red pepper flakes&lt;br /&gt;1/2 tsp black pepper&lt;br /&gt;1 tsp kosher salt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After marinating for a couple of hours, have your darling husband throw it on the grill. &amp;nbsp;For like 2 minutes. &amp;nbsp;Maybe. &amp;nbsp;This stuff cooks fast. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then build you sandwich. We just did mayo and provolone (simple and perfect) this time but here are some other topping ideas:&lt;br /&gt;Mayonaise.&lt;br /&gt;Kraft Dijon&amp;nbsp;Horseradish&amp;nbsp;Mayo (SO GOOD)&lt;br /&gt;Tomatoes&lt;br /&gt;Arugula&lt;br /&gt;Sun-dried&amp;nbsp;tomato aoli&lt;br /&gt;Red Onions&lt;br /&gt;Caramelized&amp;nbsp;onions&lt;br /&gt;Melted Provolone&lt;br /&gt;Fontina cheese (YUM)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649557567689739484-300283873017305168?l=traceyandben.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/feeds/300283873017305168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-211-steak-sandwich.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/300283873017305168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/300283873017305168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-211-steak-sandwich.html' title='Day 211 - Steak Sandwich'/><author><name>Tracey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11432282179330172309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oSwM2bvoaU/SPPNvM5qkSI/AAAAAAAABrU/WZYj0uSDX-M/S220/Tracey+princess.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6207/6047324763_63f89dbdb7_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649557567689739484.post-4936854799400349953</id><published>2011-08-14T19:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T19:19:43.562-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 210 - Potty Training</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/traceybensam/6043546301/" title="day 210 by traceybensam, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="day 210" height="640" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6125/6043546301_ac0dd3ce6d_z.jpg" width="427" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Welcome to Hanson Potty Training Boot Camp. &amp;nbsp;The place where almost three year old boys don't wear pants for days on end. &amp;nbsp;Overall things are going pretty well. &amp;nbsp;Today we only had two minor accidents. &amp;nbsp;Not too bad. The only problem is he will happily go whenever we remind him and take him but he has yet to tell us that he needs to go potty. &amp;nbsp;When does this happen? &amp;nbsp;Is this normal? &amp;nbsp;How do I help him make the connection?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649557567689739484-4936854799400349953?l=traceyandben.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/feeds/4936854799400349953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-210-potty-training.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/4936854799400349953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/4936854799400349953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-210-potty-training.html' title='Day 210 - Potty Training'/><author><name>Tracey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11432282179330172309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oSwM2bvoaU/SPPNvM5qkSI/AAAAAAAABrU/WZYj0uSDX-M/S220/Tracey+princess.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6125/6043546301_ac0dd3ce6d_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649557567689739484.post-1709045719655802594</id><published>2011-08-12T19:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T19:52:55.516-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 209 - Red Shoes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sam refers to his shoes based on color. &amp;nbsp;His flip flops are his red shoes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/traceybensam/6036638865/" title="Day-209-web by traceybensam, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="Day-209-web" height="457" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6148/6036638865_663431cd01_z.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love that he picks out his shoes and then puts them on all by himself. I also love that when we get home he takes them off and puts them in the shoe basket. &amp;nbsp;However, I think that we might need to work on the proper flip flop wearing technique. &amp;nbsp;That and maybe distinguishing right and left shoes. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649557567689739484-1709045719655802594?l=traceyandben.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/feeds/1709045719655802594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-209-red-shoes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/1709045719655802594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/1709045719655802594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-209-red-shoes.html' title='Day 209 - Red Shoes'/><author><name>Tracey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11432282179330172309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oSwM2bvoaU/SPPNvM5qkSI/AAAAAAAABrU/WZYj0uSDX-M/S220/Tracey+princess.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6148/6036638865_663431cd01_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649557567689739484.post-521181483965519110</id><published>2011-08-11T19:59:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T20:00:47.168-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 208 - 'putah</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0000ee;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/traceybensam/6034171612/" title="day 208 by traceybensam, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="day 208" height="457" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6193/6034171612_80e159a70e_z.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sam is in love with the computer. &amp;nbsp;When Ben is home, that is all he wants to do. &amp;nbsp;They especially love a preschool program called ABC Mouse. &amp;nbsp;My sister bought a membership and graciously allowed Sam to have one of the slots. &amp;nbsp;He loves playing it and I feel good about it because he is learning something. &amp;nbsp;Ben plays with him because Sam isn't very interested in using the mouse. &amp;nbsp;The funny part is Ben (and Karen) both know which games give you the most tickets. &amp;nbsp;Of course Ben tries to help Sam rack up tons of tickets so they can buy stuff. &amp;nbsp;One day he logged in and Sam's avatar was dressed in a lizard suit. &amp;nbsp;After questioning me, we concluded that my niece Kate must have been spending Sam's tickets for him. &amp;nbsp;When I talked to Karen she verified that Kate had indeed gone shopping for Sam. &amp;nbsp;Such a good cousin. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649557567689739484-521181483965519110?l=traceyandben.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/feeds/521181483965519110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-208-putah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/521181483965519110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/521181483965519110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-208-putah.html' title='Day 208 - &apos;putah'/><author><name>Tracey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11432282179330172309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oSwM2bvoaU/SPPNvM5qkSI/AAAAAAAABrU/WZYj0uSDX-M/S220/Tracey+princess.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6193/6034171612_80e159a70e_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649557567689739484.post-2547160628986725150</id><published>2011-08-11T19:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T19:55:01.648-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 207 - Nachos Bell Grande</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yesterday's photo was forgotten until the last minute. &amp;nbsp;Then artistic pride was compromised for a greater good. &amp;nbsp;Me driving to get a nachos bell grande from Taco Bell at 9:59 pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/traceybensam/6033615823/" title="day 207 by traceybensam, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="day 207" height="457" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6138/6033615823_03c7cde4ef_z.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Not gonna lie those nachos were totally worth only getting a crappy photo. &amp;nbsp;In fact, if I thought I could talk him into it, I would try to go get Ben to buy me another tonight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649557567689739484-2547160628986725150?l=traceyandben.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/feeds/2547160628986725150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-207-nachos-bell-grande.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/2547160628986725150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/2547160628986725150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-207-nachos-bell-grande.html' title='Day 207 - Nachos Bell Grande'/><author><name>Tracey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11432282179330172309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oSwM2bvoaU/SPPNvM5qkSI/AAAAAAAABrU/WZYj0uSDX-M/S220/Tracey+princess.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6138/6033615823_03c7cde4ef_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649557567689739484.post-6523142408895917346</id><published>2011-08-09T20:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T20:58:44.575-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 206 - 56 days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;56 days of 100° or hotter. &amp;nbsp;Bleh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/traceybensam/6027981184/" title="Day 206  by traceybensam, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="Day 206 " height="640" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6203/6027981184_137524349e_z.jpg" width="427" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I lived in Vegas for years. &amp;nbsp;I don't remember hating the heat this much. &amp;nbsp;I must be getting wimpy in my old age.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649557567689739484-6523142408895917346?l=traceyandben.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/feeds/6523142408895917346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-206-56-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/6523142408895917346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/6523142408895917346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-206-56-days.html' title='Day 206 - 56 days'/><author><name>Tracey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11432282179330172309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oSwM2bvoaU/SPPNvM5qkSI/AAAAAAAABrU/WZYj0uSDX-M/S220/Tracey+princess.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6203/6027981184_137524349e_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649557567689739484.post-422766203347744456</id><published>2011-08-08T20:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T20:08:49.675-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 205 - Tracks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/traceybensam/6023747499/" title="Day 205 by traceybensam, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="Day 205" height="427" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6181/6023747499_2ae52e34b5_z.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Sam's latest art project. Railroad tracks. The men in my family should be so proud.&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/8649557567689739484-422766203347744456?l=traceyandben.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/feeds/422766203347744456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-205-tracks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/422766203347744456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/422766203347744456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-205-tracks.html' title='Day 205 - Tracks'/><author><name>Tracey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11432282179330172309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oSwM2bvoaU/SPPNvM5qkSI/AAAAAAAABrU/WZYj0uSDX-M/S220/Tracey+princess.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6181/6023747499_2ae52e34b5_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649557567689739484.post-130463839602686597</id><published>2011-08-08T20:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T20:01:14.478-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 204 - Sauce</title><content type='html'>About two years ago my mother-in-law planted a jungle of tomatoes which she graciously shared with us. &amp;nbsp;That's when I decided it was time to start experimenting with my own spaghetti sauce. &amp;nbsp;It didn't take long for my husband to inform me that my homemade sauce is MUCH better than canned sauce. Then my sister told me the same thing. &amp;nbsp;Then my brother's girlfriend. &amp;nbsp;Now I feel obligated to make spaghetti sauce from scratch whenever possible. &amp;nbsp;The best part is, it isn't that hard. &amp;nbsp;So here's one variation of my recipe. We use it for spaghetti, lasagna and pizza. &amp;nbsp;I'm not claiming to be Italian or the master of the kitchen but it is pretty good if I do say so myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/traceybensam/6024301372/" title="Day 204 by traceybensam, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="Day 204" height="427" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6122/6024301372_ca908cc9e8_z.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tracey's Sausage and Red Pepper Spaghetti Sauce&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 lbs Mild Italian Sausage&lt;br /&gt;2 TBSP Extra-Virgin Olive Oil&lt;br /&gt;2 TBSP Butter&lt;br /&gt;1/2 Large Sweet Onion chopped&lt;br /&gt;1 Red Bell Pepper chopped&lt;br /&gt;4 Cloves of Garlic minced&lt;br /&gt;3 Cans of Stewed Tomatoes. &amp;nbsp;I like either the type with Italian seasoning or garlic added in. &amp;nbsp;I think they are the 14.5 oz cans&lt;br /&gt;1 can of Tomato Paste&lt;br /&gt;1 TBSP &amp;nbsp;Dried Oregano&lt;br /&gt;1 TBSP Dried Basil&lt;br /&gt;1 TBSP Dried Parsley&lt;br /&gt;1/8 cup Brown Sugar&lt;br /&gt;1/4 tsp Red Pepper Flakes&lt;br /&gt;2 TBSP Balsamic Vinegar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &amp;nbsp; In a large saucepan brown sausage. When cooked, transfer to plate with paper towel to drain.&lt;br /&gt;2. &amp;nbsp;In the same pan, add olive oil and butter to pan over medium heat. Once the butter has melted add onions and peppers. Cook until the onions are almost translucent and the peppers are starting to soften, add the garlic and cook until the garlic is a light golden brown. &amp;nbsp;About 3 minutes. &lt;br /&gt;3. &amp;nbsp;Add the rest of the ingredients and stir. &amp;nbsp;Cover with lid and turn heat down to low (on my stove I usually cook is on 2 or 3) &amp;nbsp;and let simmer for at least 15 minutes. &amp;nbsp;The longer the better. &amp;nbsp;I really like to give it at least 30 minutes. &lt;br /&gt;4. About 5 minutes before serving, blend using a stick/immersion blender. &amp;nbsp;I do this because we don't like chunky sauce. You could also use a regular blender, &amp;nbsp;just be REALLY careful cause this stuff is HOT!&lt;br /&gt;5. &amp;nbsp;Once you've blended the sauce stir in the cooked sausage and let it simmer for another 5 minutes. &amp;nbsp;Again, the longer the better so feel free to let it go for a little while if you'd like. &lt;br /&gt;6. &amp;nbsp;Now eat! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: If sausage doesn't float your boat, you can always leave it out. You can also leave out the red bell peppers. &amp;nbsp;I love this sauce because there are tons of variations. Sometimes I also like to add carrots and zucchini if I feel like my family needs some more veggies. &amp;nbsp;The best part is when you blend it nobody cares. &amp;nbsp;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649557567689739484-130463839602686597?l=traceyandben.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/feeds/130463839602686597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-204-sauce.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/130463839602686597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/130463839602686597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-204-sauce.html' title='Day 204 - Sauce'/><author><name>Tracey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11432282179330172309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oSwM2bvoaU/SPPNvM5qkSI/AAAAAAAABrU/WZYj0uSDX-M/S220/Tracey+princess.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6122/6024301372_ca908cc9e8_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649557567689739484.post-2790388186315399056</id><published>2011-08-06T20:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T20:44:37.526-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 203 - Dude Stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; color: #0000ee;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Day 203" height="427" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6008/6016087913_0b7634bb63_z.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This morning I had the opportunity to take the youth from our church to the temple in San Antonio. &amp;nbsp;That means Ben and Sam got to stay home and do "Dude Stuff" as Ben calls it. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dude Stuff includes:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Getting "tatos" at "Chicka filet" &amp;nbsp;(that's what my niece calls it)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Going to the park&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Playing in the tent/tunnel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Playing on the 'puter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Playing the Nintendo DS together. &amp;nbsp;By together, I mean Ben passes levels and gets a of bunch extra guys so Sam can kill them all &amp;nbsp;while laughing hysterically each time Mario dies.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/8649557567689739484-2790388186315399056?l=traceyandben.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/feeds/2790388186315399056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-203-dude-stuff.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/2790388186315399056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/2790388186315399056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-203-dude-stuff.html' title='Day 203 - Dude Stuff'/><author><name>Tracey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11432282179330172309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oSwM2bvoaU/SPPNvM5qkSI/AAAAAAAABrU/WZYj0uSDX-M/S220/Tracey+princess.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6008/6016087913_0b7634bb63_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649557567689739484.post-6710384985641776051</id><published>2011-08-05T20:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T20:38:54.842-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 202 - Whatcha doin'?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am so lucky to have such a good helper. &amp;nbsp;Today while taking photos of my culinary adventure of the day, someone really felt like I needed an assistant.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/traceybensam/6013472690/" title="day-202-web by traceybensam, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="day-202-web" height="640" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6029/6013472690_c637c66e78_z.jpg" width="457" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Apparently I really needed the assistant while I was baking because this cake was a giant "Meh." Don't you worry though. &amp;nbsp;I'm on the quest. &amp;nbsp;It will be perfected. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649557567689739484-6710384985641776051?l=traceyandben.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/feeds/6710384985641776051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-202-whatcha-doin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/6710384985641776051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/6710384985641776051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-202-whatcha-doin.html' title='Day 202 - Whatcha doin&apos;?'/><author><name>Tracey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11432282179330172309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oSwM2bvoaU/SPPNvM5qkSI/AAAAAAAABrU/WZYj0uSDX-M/S220/Tracey+princess.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6029/6013472690_c637c66e78_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649557567689739484.post-2465628240991820675</id><published>2011-08-04T18:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T18:03:41.790-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 201 - Undies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know that I'm going to get in trouble for this photo but seriously, I couldn't resist! We are in the midst of potty training and today we switched from Pullups to undies. &amp;nbsp;Sam did pretty well no major accidents. Just a little bit of well, uh, leaking. &amp;nbsp;But hey, it was the first day. &amp;nbsp;Anyway, back to the photo. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/traceybensam/6009695665/" title="Day 201 by traceybensam, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="Day 201" height="457" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6135/6009695665_f0bb77d83f_z.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't decide which part I like best. &amp;nbsp;His mini love handles or the undies themselves. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649557567689739484-2465628240991820675?l=traceyandben.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/feeds/2465628240991820675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-201-undies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/2465628240991820675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/2465628240991820675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-201-undies.html' title='Day 201 - Undies'/><author><name>Tracey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11432282179330172309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oSwM2bvoaU/SPPNvM5qkSI/AAAAAAAABrU/WZYj0uSDX-M/S220/Tracey+princess.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6135/6009695665_f0bb77d83f_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649557567689739484.post-894732307085486047</id><published>2011-08-04T17:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T17:58:00.504-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 200 - Stencils</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My carpet is littered with little pieces of plastic letters. &amp;nbsp;Sam is in heaven. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/traceybensam/6010245082/" title="Day 200  by traceybensam, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="Day 200 " height="325" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6022/6010245082_794f33c786_z.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A couple of months ago the cutest bride messaged me on Etsy asking if I could make reusable stencils that she could use to make wooden signs for her wedding. &amp;nbsp;After a little bit of experimentation, I figured it out and we were in business. &amp;nbsp;Literally, in business. &amp;nbsp;Kristina is now selling her signs on Etsy and they are flying out the door like hot cakes. Which means I am cutting stencils like a crazy person. The signs are darling and to top it off Kristina is darling. So, if you are thinking about getting married or know someone who might be getting married, you really should go check out her stuff. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/78646216/custom-wedding-signs-your-names-and"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79; font-size: x-large;"&gt;Sweet Wedding Details&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649557567689739484-894732307085486047?l=traceyandben.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/feeds/894732307085486047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-200-stencils.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/894732307085486047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/894732307085486047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-200-stencils.html' title='Day 200 - Stencils'/><author><name>Tracey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11432282179330172309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oSwM2bvoaU/SPPNvM5qkSI/AAAAAAAABrU/WZYj0uSDX-M/S220/Tracey+princess.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6022/6010245082_794f33c786_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649557567689739484.post-5835121265291293882</id><published>2011-08-02T20:13:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T20:14:07.811-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 199 - Cream Puffs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yesterday I while texting my friend Kara, I told her that I was really tempted to make cream puffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Her response was, "Do you need a reason/excuse to make cream puffs? &amp;nbsp;Moments like this I wish we were neighbors." &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wish you were my neighbor too Kara cause then Ben and I wouldn't eat all of these lovelies by ourselves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/traceybensam/6003535401/" title="Day 199 by traceybensam, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="Day 199" height="427" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6121/6003535401_6ac9c66087_z.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead you are going to have to make your own. &amp;nbsp;Or go buy some at Costco.&lt;br /&gt;Here's the recipe anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://allrecipes.com/recipe/cream-puffs/Detail.aspx"&gt;Cream Puffs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="ingredients" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;h3 style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;Ingredients&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;ul style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; list-style-image: initial; list-style-position: initial; list-style-type: none; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;li class="plaincharacterwrap ingredient" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; word-wrap: break-word;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;2 (3.5 ounce) packages instant vanilla pudding mix&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="plaincharacterwrap ingredient" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; word-wrap: break-word;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;2 cups heavy cream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="plaincharacterwrap ingredient" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; word-wrap: break-word;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;1 cup milk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="plaincharacterwrap ingredient" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; word-wrap: break-word;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;1/2 cup butter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="plaincharacterwrap ingredient" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; word-wrap: break-word;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;1 cup water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="plaincharacterwrap ingredient" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; word-wrap: break-word;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;1/4 teaspoon salt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="plaincharacterwrap ingredient" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; word-wrap: break-word;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;1 cup all-purpose flour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="plaincharacterwrap ingredient" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; word-wrap: break-word;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;4 eggs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="plaincharacterwrap ingredient" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left; word-wrap: break-word;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="directions" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;h3 style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;Directions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;ol style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; list-style-image: initial; list-style-position: initial; list-style-type: decimal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 16px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 16px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;li style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="plaincharacterwrap break" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; word-wrap: break-word;"&gt;Mix together vanilla instant pudding mix, cream and milk. Cover and refrigerate to set.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="plaincharacterwrap break" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; word-wrap: break-word;"&gt;Preheat oven to 425 degrees F (220 degrees C).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="plaincharacterwrap break" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; word-wrap: break-word;"&gt;In a large pot, bring water and butter to a rolling boil. Stir in flour and salt until the mixture forms a ball. Transfer the dough to a large mixing bowl. Using a wooden spoon or stand mixer, beat in the eggs one at a time, mixing well after each. Drop by tablespoonfuls onto an ungreased baking sheet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="plaincharacterwrap break" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; word-wrap: break-word;"&gt;Bake for 20 to 25 minutes in the preheated oven, until golden brown. Centers should be dry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="plaincharacterwrap break" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: inherit; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; word-wrap: break-word;"&gt;When the shells are cool, either split and fill them with the pudding mixture, or use a pastry bag to pipe the pudding into the shells.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649557567689739484-5835121265291293882?l=traceyandben.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/feeds/5835121265291293882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-199-cream-puffs.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/5835121265291293882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/5835121265291293882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-199-cream-puffs.html' title='Day 199 - Cream Puffs'/><author><name>Tracey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11432282179330172309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oSwM2bvoaU/SPPNvM5qkSI/AAAAAAAABrU/WZYj0uSDX-M/S220/Tracey+princess.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6121/6003535401_6ac9c66087_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649557567689739484.post-7245868349830645296</id><published>2011-08-01T21:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T21:39:27.361-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 198 - My View</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My couch has the best view in town. &amp;nbsp;I can't imagine my life without these two.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/traceybensam/6000777934/" title="IMG_6132 by traceybensam, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_6132" height="457" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6026/6000777934_a7036c68c6_z.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sam on the other hand would be perfectly content just to hang out with Ben (without me) all day long. &lt;br /&gt;This comes in very handy when it is time to take him potty or put him to bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649557567689739484-7245868349830645296?l=traceyandben.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/feeds/7245868349830645296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-198-my-view.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/7245868349830645296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/7245868349830645296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/08/day-198-my-view.html' title='Day 198 - My View'/><author><name>Tracey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11432282179330172309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oSwM2bvoaU/SPPNvM5qkSI/AAAAAAAABrU/WZYj0uSDX-M/S220/Tracey+princess.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6026/6000777934_a7036c68c6_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649557567689739484.post-7959972054092174432</id><published>2011-07-31T19:36:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T19:37:26.345-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 197 - Sick</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our kid is sick. &amp;nbsp;Again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/traceybensam/5995880153/" title="Day 197 by traceybensam, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="Day 197" height="640" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6014/5995880153_8750d26c61_z.jpg" width="457" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Imagine our surprise during church today when Sam started vomiting in the middle of church. &amp;nbsp;During the sacrament. &amp;nbsp;When it was silent. &amp;nbsp;Ben said every mother in the chapel whipped her head around to see who was puking. &amp;nbsp;Meanwhile I caught the grossness. &amp;nbsp;In my hand. &amp;nbsp;Cause I'm a mom and that's what you do. &amp;nbsp;It was awesome. &amp;nbsp;We quickly cleaned him and the pew up and brought him home. &amp;nbsp;I returned to church to go to &amp;nbsp;Young Women armed with cleaner to disinfect that business. Cause I'm a mom and that's what you do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649557567689739484-7959972054092174432?l=traceyandben.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/feeds/7959972054092174432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/07/day-197-sick.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/7959972054092174432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/7959972054092174432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/07/day-197-sick.html' title='Day 197 - Sick'/><author><name>Tracey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11432282179330172309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oSwM2bvoaU/SPPNvM5qkSI/AAAAAAAABrU/WZYj0uSDX-M/S220/Tracey+princess.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6014/5995880153_8750d26c61_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649557567689739484.post-3866814140542837314</id><published>2011-07-30T19:48:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-30T19:50:40.997-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 196 - One Track Mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sam loves numbers. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He arranges his toys to make numbers all the time. &amp;nbsp;Legos, cars, trains. Whatever he can get his hands on.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Sometimes I just wish he would use the crayons to&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;write&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;numbers instead of &amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;arranging them&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;to look like numbers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/traceybensam/5992559212/" title="Day 196  by traceybensam, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="Day 196 " height="640" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6130/5992559212_f8e56bc62c_z.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649557567689739484-3866814140542837314?l=traceyandben.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/feeds/3866814140542837314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/07/day-196-one-track-mind.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/3866814140542837314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/3866814140542837314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/07/day-196-one-track-mind.html' title='Day 196 - One Track Mind'/><author><name>Tracey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11432282179330172309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oSwM2bvoaU/SPPNvM5qkSI/AAAAAAAABrU/WZYj0uSDX-M/S220/Tracey+princess.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6130/5992559212_f8e56bc62c_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649557567689739484.post-5748234986462372982</id><published>2011-07-29T20:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T20:07:20.302-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 195 - Old McDonald</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Earlier this week Sam discovered that he could sing "Old McDonald" &amp;nbsp;using any animal he wanted. It was very exiciting. &amp;nbsp; So far, Sam has informed us that on his farm he had a duck, cow, horse, cat, dog, frog, bat, lion and mouse. &amp;nbsp;With a little bit of help from Ben in the car tonight, we learned that Old McDonald also has a Lightening McQueen with a "Ka-Chow" here and a Mater with a "Dad-gum" there. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/traceybensam/5989467722/" title="Day 195 by traceybensam, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="Day 195" height="457" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6128/5989467722_87ef408b8d_z.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had to put that into action as soon as we got home. &amp;nbsp;Hooray for pretend play!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649557567689739484-5748234986462372982?l=traceyandben.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/feeds/5748234986462372982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/07/day-195-old-mcdonald.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/5748234986462372982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/5748234986462372982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/07/day-195-old-mcdonald.html' title='Day 195 - Old McDonald'/><author><name>Tracey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11432282179330172309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oSwM2bvoaU/SPPNvM5qkSI/AAAAAAAABrU/WZYj0uSDX-M/S220/Tracey+princess.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6128/5989467722_87ef408b8d_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649557567689739484.post-4683307825385571085</id><published>2011-07-28T21:02:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T21:02:57.952-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 194 - Chippies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No Mother, I have not been eating Doritos. &amp;nbsp;Whatever would give you that idea?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/traceybensam/5986081015/" title="day 194 by traceybensam, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="day 194" height="457" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6121/5986081015_c7f31e2256_z.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My clothes? &amp;nbsp;Some crazy lady took them after I played in the sink and soaked my shirt.&amp;nbsp;&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/8649557567689739484-4683307825385571085?l=traceyandben.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/feeds/4683307825385571085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/07/day-194-chippies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/4683307825385571085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/4683307825385571085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/07/day-194-chippies.html' title='Day 194 - Chippies'/><author><name>Tracey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11432282179330172309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oSwM2bvoaU/SPPNvM5qkSI/AAAAAAAABrU/WZYj0uSDX-M/S220/Tracey+princess.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6121/5986081015_c7f31e2256_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649557567689739484.post-3785659629843584804</id><published>2011-07-27T19:43:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T19:44:44.527-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Frito Pie break</title><content type='html'>We interrupt this 365 project so I can write a post for my mom. &amp;nbsp;A post about Frito Pie the most ridiculously junkie and delicious food known to man. &amp;nbsp; There is conflicting information about where Frito Pie originates. &amp;nbsp;The most common belief is Texas. &amp;nbsp;Which I believe. &amp;nbsp;'Cause you can buy it everywhere. &amp;nbsp;I happened to be blessed with a wonderful mother who introduced me to Frito Pie in my youth. &amp;nbsp;Even though we lived up North. &amp;nbsp;In Nevada. &amp;nbsp;I'm not sure she ever made it. &amp;nbsp;I think she just bought it for us at Sonic . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. Tonight I received a call from my mom regarding other things, but she expressed her dismay that I had not posted a picture of last night's dinner of Frito Pie on the blog. We're friends on FB my mom and I. &amp;nbsp;She read about dinner there. &amp;nbsp;She also told me that I needed to give her instructions on how I made it. As it so happens, I had it again for lunch. &amp;nbsp;I even took a picture. &amp;nbsp;So here is it. &amp;nbsp;It's pretty complex. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/traceybensam/5983238990/" title="IMG_5932 by traceybensam, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_5932" height="457" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6137/5983238990_67d76fbb15_z.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Frito Pie - Tracey Style&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One bag of Fritos. &amp;nbsp;(15 oz I think . . .)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One medium size can of &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wolfbrandchili.com/our-products.jsp"&gt;Wolf Brand Chilli with beans&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;(I don't know if you can buy this brand outside of the Midwest. &amp;nbsp;You'll have to check. &amp;nbsp;Believe me, this is the brand you want to use. &amp;nbsp;So good. Order it on Amazon if you have to.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 cups (or more) of finely shredded cheddar jack cheese&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sour cream (optional)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Green onions or regular onions (optional)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heat your chili in the microwave. &amp;nbsp;Spread your chips on a small cookie sheet. &amp;nbsp;Cover your chips with&amp;nbsp;chili. &amp;nbsp;Cover the chili with cheese. &amp;nbsp;Stick under the broiler on low until you cheese melts. &amp;nbsp; Remove from oven. &amp;nbsp;Add onions. &amp;nbsp;Add sour cream. &amp;nbsp;Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: &amp;nbsp;I sprinkled some parsley on mine. &amp;nbsp;I didn't have green onion but I thought is needed some color.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649557567689739484-3785659629843584804?l=traceyandben.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/feeds/3785659629843584804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/07/frito-pie-break.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/3785659629843584804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/3785659629843584804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/07/frito-pie-break.html' title='Frito Pie break'/><author><name>Tracey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11432282179330172309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oSwM2bvoaU/SPPNvM5qkSI/AAAAAAAABrU/WZYj0uSDX-M/S220/Tracey+princess.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6137/5983238990_67d76fbb15_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649557567689739484.post-1895031589902540490</id><published>2011-07-27T19:20:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T19:28:33.549-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 193 - Sam</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/traceybensam/5982593980/" title="Day 193 by traceybensam, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="Day 193" height="640" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6014/5982593980_a5cbfa5aeb_z.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="457" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This kid is delightful. &amp;nbsp;He makes being a mom so stinking fun. &amp;nbsp;I love that he is talking. &amp;nbsp;He loves that he is talking. Over the last couple of days he has started to become quite the conversationalist. &amp;nbsp; Here are a few of my favorites. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;"Chippies please Mama."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;If you look carefully you can see his face is covered in Dorito dust.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"It's dark in here."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Hey, check it out."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Ohhh, a treasure chest." &amp;nbsp;Describing my recipe box.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Gold&amp;nbsp;doubloons!" &amp;nbsp;For the treasure box, of course&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"I can't find it." &amp;nbsp;Regarding looking for the gold&amp;nbsp;doubloons.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And my very favorite. "Stinky feet!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe me. &amp;nbsp;This kid really does have stinky (yet adorable) feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/traceybensam/5982760771/" title="Stinky Feet by traceybensam, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="Stinky Feet" height="640" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6012/5982760771_05c3815132_z.jpg" width="457" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649557567689739484-1895031589902540490?l=traceyandben.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/feeds/1895031589902540490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/07/day-193-sam.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/1895031589902540490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/1895031589902540490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/07/day-193-sam.html' title='Day 193 - Sam'/><author><name>Tracey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11432282179330172309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oSwM2bvoaU/SPPNvM5qkSI/AAAAAAAABrU/WZYj0uSDX-M/S220/Tracey+princess.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6014/5982593980_a5cbfa5aeb_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649557567689739484.post-3360008325971750504</id><published>2011-07-26T20:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T20:26:19.359-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 192 - Sista's Shaved Ice</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/traceybensam/5980152296/" title="Day 192 by traceybensam, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="Day 192" height="640" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6024/5980152296_09cf8cd4ba_z.jpg" width="457" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Apparently talking about shaved ice is going to become a regular thing around here. &amp;nbsp;Tonight we went to Sista's Shaved ice. &amp;nbsp;Again, delicious. &amp;nbsp;Not only is it delicious, it is also the most beautiful shaved ice I've ever seen. &amp;nbsp;Ben practically ran it over to me so I could take a photo before it started to melt. &amp;nbsp;The consistency isn't quite as smooth as the place we went the other night (GBJB's Shaved Ice) but I&amp;nbsp;preferred&amp;nbsp;the cherry/coconut I had tonight over the tropical punch I had the other night. &amp;nbsp;Sista's also uses condensed milk as their "cream" and poured it liberally throughout the shaved ice. &amp;nbsp;Both places were about the same price so we which one we visit will be determined by where we are when the hankering strikes. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As you can see, Sam is super stoked about this quest for shaved ice. &amp;nbsp;He would rather have "nuggets and fries".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/traceybensam/5980155164/" title="IMG_5918 by traceybensam, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_5918" height="640" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6128/5980155164_a95fe91116_z.jpg" width="457" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h1 class="fn org" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #c41200; font-family: arial, 'Lucida Grande', 'Bitstream Vera Sans', verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 18px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 22px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 5px; margin-top: 4px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649557567689739484-3360008325971750504?l=traceyandben.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/feeds/3360008325971750504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/07/day-192-sistas-shaved-ice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/3360008325971750504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/3360008325971750504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/07/day-192-sistas-shaved-ice.html' title='Day 192 - Sista&apos;s Shaved Ice'/><author><name>Tracey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11432282179330172309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oSwM2bvoaU/SPPNvM5qkSI/AAAAAAAABrU/WZYj0uSDX-M/S220/Tracey+princess.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6024/5980152296_09cf8cd4ba_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649557567689739484.post-5600787579507737566</id><published>2011-07-25T20:20:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T20:09:11.918-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 191 - Blogs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ben has been coming up with t-shirt ideas for me to make. &amp;nbsp;He comes up with things that I would NEVER think of. &amp;nbsp;We brought this idea to life today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/traceybensam/5976583702/" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="day-191 by traceybensam, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="day-191" height="640" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6028/5976583702_d6f04b5294_z.jpg" width="457" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My Mormon mommy's blog is better than your Mormon mommy's blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;I really don't think my blog is any better than any other blog. &amp;nbsp;Ben just thinks it is funny that Mormon women are so competitive. &amp;nbsp;I think it is scary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;Wait until you see what is up next. . .&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649557567689739484-5600787579507737566?l=traceyandben.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/feeds/5600787579507737566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/07/ben-has-been-coming-up-with-t-shirt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/5600787579507737566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/5600787579507737566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/07/ben-has-been-coming-up-with-t-shirt.html' title='Day 191 - Blogs'/><author><name>Tracey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11432282179330172309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oSwM2bvoaU/SPPNvM5qkSI/AAAAAAAABrU/WZYj0uSDX-M/S220/Tracey+princess.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6028/5976583702_d6f04b5294_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649557567689739484.post-2023766934932028880</id><published>2011-07-24T20:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T20:06:08.147-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 190 - Lunch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;While super delicious, today's lunch took very little effort. &amp;nbsp;Kinda like today's photo. &amp;nbsp;I need some new ideas people . . .&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/traceybensam/5972715242/" title="Day 190 by traceybensam, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="Day 190" height="408" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6023/5972715242_9292999bbe_z.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/8649557567689739484-2023766934932028880?l=traceyandben.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/feeds/2023766934932028880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/07/day-190-lunch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/2023766934932028880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/2023766934932028880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/07/day-190-lunch.html' title='Day 190 - Lunch'/><author><name>Tracey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11432282179330172309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oSwM2bvoaU/SPPNvM5qkSI/AAAAAAAABrU/WZYj0uSDX-M/S220/Tracey+princess.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6023/5972715242_9292999bbe_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649557567689739484.post-4488771426060521721</id><published>2011-07-23T19:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T19:39:34.509-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 189 - Sun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sunshine is something we are not lacking around here. &amp;nbsp;It seems to hit 100 degrees nearly every day. &amp;nbsp;The sun isn't only outside at our house. &amp;nbsp;Ben taught Sam how to draw a sun and it is now his favorite thing to draw. &amp;nbsp;Other than letters and numbers. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/traceybensam/5968798816/" title="day-189-web by traceybensam, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="day-189-web" height="640" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6137/5968798816_36d88bff3d_z.jpg" width="457" /&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/8649557567689739484-4488771426060521721?l=traceyandben.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/feeds/4488771426060521721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/07/day-189-sun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/4488771426060521721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/4488771426060521721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/07/day-189-sun.html' title='Day 189 - Sun'/><author><name>Tracey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11432282179330172309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oSwM2bvoaU/SPPNvM5qkSI/AAAAAAAABrU/WZYj0uSDX-M/S220/Tracey+princess.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6137/5968798816_36d88bff3d_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649557567689739484.post-6434349772413278081</id><published>2011-07-22T19:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T19:34:09.217-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 189 - Tater. Tot. Casserole</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/traceybensam/5965266105/" title="Day 189 - Opie's BBQ by traceybensam, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="Day 189 - Opie's BBQ" height="384" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6132/5965266105_40a6c4d3f3_z.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;WAAYYYYY back in November we took a jaunt to Spicewood, TX to try a BBQ place called Opie's BBQ. &amp;nbsp;It was delightful but rushed as they were preparing for a wedding rehearsal dinner. &amp;nbsp;It's Texas. &amp;nbsp;Anyway, after three thwarted attempts to eat there again, we finally succeeded tonight. &amp;nbsp;It was just as good as the first time. &amp;nbsp;The best part is the Tatertot Casserole. &amp;nbsp;I ate it so fast, I didn't even think to get a photo. &amp;nbsp;I know this. &amp;nbsp;It has hashbrowns, cheese, onions, onion straws and mushrooms in it. &amp;nbsp;If someone thinks they have a recipe that resembles this, will you please send it to me? &amp;nbsp;Pretty please?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649557567689739484-6434349772413278081?l=traceyandben.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/feeds/6434349772413278081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/07/day-189-tater-tot-casserole.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/6434349772413278081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/6434349772413278081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/07/day-189-tater-tot-casserole.html' title='Day 189 - Tater. 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Casserole'/><author><name>Tracey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11432282179330172309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oSwM2bvoaU/SPPNvM5qkSI/AAAAAAAABrU/WZYj0uSDX-M/S220/Tracey+princess.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6132/5965266105_40a6c4d3f3_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649557567689739484.post-2361113220166894788</id><published>2011-07-22T19:01:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T19:05:49.583-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 188 - Girls Camp</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last night I got to head up to Girls Camp to see our YW. &amp;nbsp;I sure love those girls! &amp;nbsp;I got tons of cute (and hilarious) photos. &amp;nbsp;However, since I try really hard to protect their privacy ( And their self-esteem. &amp;nbsp;After all they've been at camp for a week) this is the only photo I'm posting until I have official permission. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/traceybensam/5965202975/" title="day 188 web by traceybensam, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="day 188 web" height="274" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6004/5965202975_4b9a0ea16c_z.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8649557567689739484-2361113220166894788?l=traceyandben.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/feeds/2361113220166894788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/07/day-188-girls-camp.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/2361113220166894788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/2361113220166894788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/07/day-188-girls-camp.html' title='Day 188 - Girls Camp'/><author><name>Tracey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11432282179330172309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oSwM2bvoaU/SPPNvM5qkSI/AAAAAAAABrU/WZYj0uSDX-M/S220/Tracey+princess.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6004/5965202975_4b9a0ea16c_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8649557567689739484.post-7085037716030876721</id><published>2011-07-20T20:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T20:48:33.068-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 187 - Shaved Ice</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ben and I love shaved ice.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/traceybensam/5959958382/" title="IMG_5646 by traceybensam, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="IMG_5646" height="640" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6012/5959958382_da243cce6c_z.jpg" width="427" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was a nightly ritual for us when we were engaged and the during the first summer we were married. &amp;nbsp; The summer I was pregnant with Sam I couldn't get enough of it and I often made my coworkers go on shaved ice runs with me in the middle of the afternoon. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Luckily, shaved ice abounds in Austin due to the lovely heat. &amp;nbsp;Since I'm not pregnant, it took us a little longer to get in the swing of summer this year. &amp;nbsp;We had our first serving tonight. &amp;nbsp;It was glorious.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Even &lt;strike&gt;Grizzly Adams &lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;Ben thought so. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/traceybensam/5959958326/" title="Day 187 by traceybensam, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img alt="Day 187" height="640" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6133/5959958326_07f3f536ca_z.jpg" width="457" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/8649557567689739484-7085037716030876721?l=traceyandben.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/feeds/7085037716030876721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/07/day-187-shaved-ice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/7085037716030876721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8649557567689739484/posts/default/7085037716030876721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://traceyandben.blogspot.com/2011/07/day-187-shaved-ice.html' title='Day 187 - Shaved Ice'/><author><name>Tracey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11432282179330172309</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oSwM2bvoaU/SPPNvM5qkSI/AAAAAAAABrU/WZYj0uSDX-M/S220/Tracey+princess.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6012/5959958382_da243cce6c_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
