<?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-6359787358803894479</id><updated>2012-02-16T09:14:33.836-08:00</updated><category term='Why Not'/><title type='text'>Ioane Aiga</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145714001713972710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TMNygMbtEDI/AAAAAAAABxU/0jFFkpjB5G4/S220/DSC_0370.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>65</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359787358803894479.post-6356174182981044083</id><published>2011-12-12T21:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T22:48:43.107-08:00</updated><title type='text'>October 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Haircut alert! Yeah he is a stud.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EiktwtPa4E4/Tubnf4paDkI/AAAAAAAADis/N5e42E-RL_0/s1600/DSC09264.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EiktwtPa4E4/Tubnf4paDkI/AAAAAAAADis/N5e42E-RL_0/s400/DSC09264.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685486114569850434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Noa got tubes again...they should last for a while and they have made a big difference. Ear infections...dislike&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PFA9m91ImgQ/TubnetN2HgI/AAAAAAAADig/DP2hGKu7eik/s1600/DSC09267.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PFA9m91ImgQ/TubnetN2HgI/AAAAAAAADig/DP2hGKu7eik/s400/DSC09267.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685486094321589762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;HAWAII!!! We got to go for my work. And we left the boys with my mother in law...Thanks! It was fun and one night we went to the Haunted Lagoon at the PCC. This is our scared faces, but it looks like I'm surprised because Sarah is trying to knee me in the groin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The line was insane but it was worth the wait...good fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6km1tsh8mH8/TubneAhmTcI/AAAAAAAADiU/qCFxFDtumm8/s1600/DSC09063.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6km1tsh8mH8/TubneAhmTcI/AAAAAAAADiU/qCFxFDtumm8/s400/DSC09063.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685486082324843970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Seafood spot we ate at...it was awesome. I'm pondering and really enjoying the fish.....hhhhmmmm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-epZgS2LS2n0/TubndbP_RwI/AAAAAAAADiI/pKGmuYQUf2c/s1600/DSC09075.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-epZgS2LS2n0/TubndbP_RwI/AAAAAAAADiI/pKGmuYQUf2c/s400/DSC09075.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685486072318871298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We got a chance to see my Uncle and cousin Jack and the fam...it was so good to see them. Love you guys!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nEUV1ueyL0c/TubndGbNyBI/AAAAAAAADh8/CPP_Rc1DP8U/s1600/DSC09076.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nEUV1ueyL0c/TubndGbNyBI/AAAAAAAADh8/CPP_Rc1DP8U/s400/DSC09076.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685486066728814610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We got to go to the temple and after took some glamour shots...yeah work it hun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1lNXcZxNZyU/Tubm00oA-RI/AAAAAAAADhs/NdoKOJE1Od0/s1600/DSC09070.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1lNXcZxNZyU/Tubm00oA-RI/AAAAAAAADhs/NdoKOJE1Od0/s400/DSC09070.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685485374755895570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qCt2O7-R6NU/Tubmz-FeVpI/AAAAAAAADhU/0YsdPMh5KgM/s1600/DSC09069.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qCt2O7-R6NU/Tubmz-FeVpI/AAAAAAAADhU/0YsdPMh5KgM/s400/DSC09069.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685485360115504786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is not the temple.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iY7mzqM0-wY/Tubmy6QixWI/AAAAAAAADhI/sZ5tbcDaC14/s1600/DSC09059.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iY7mzqM0-wY/Tubmy6QixWI/AAAAAAAADhI/sZ5tbcDaC14/s400/DSC09059.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685485341908321634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Still got work...but it's was a great trip to be with Sarah and some nice weather.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eGY9SiLNx_E/Tubmyly69NI/AAAAAAAADg8/xJG3cGW4DEc/s1600/DSC09064.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eGY9SiLNx_E/Tubmyly69NI/AAAAAAAADg8/xJG3cGW4DEc/s400/DSC09064.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685485336415368402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bohHrEu7QtU/TubmTdIEYLI/AAAAAAAADgw/_3dGz4LcklM/s1600/DSC09067.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bohHrEu7QtU/TubmTdIEYLI/AAAAAAAADgw/_3dGz4LcklM/s400/DSC09067.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685484801512202418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Noa and Micah with their boyz Warren and Polika at another corn maze.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uh0cy-YKsME/TubmSmblIlI/AAAAAAAADgk/obiquCdE4a4/s1600/DSC09090.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uh0cy-YKsME/TubmSmblIlI/AAAAAAAADgk/obiquCdE4a4/s400/DSC09090.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685484786830090834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Micah ate his fill of the corn that everyone was playing in. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ccPjlWWW5RA/TubmSDUOuvI/AAAAAAAADgY/znsXwkkecA4/s1600/DSC09094.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ccPjlWWW5RA/TubmSDUOuvI/AAAAAAAADgY/znsXwkkecA4/s400/DSC09094.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685484777404021490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gxkrkOq-7QQ/TubmRvP7s8I/AAAAAAAADgM/xbp-SLaiX_g/s1600/DSC09128.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gxkrkOq-7QQ/TubmRvP7s8I/AAAAAAAADgM/xbp-SLaiX_g/s400/DSC09128.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685484772017288130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_x-22AkAYEI/TubmRBgo6ZI/AAAAAAAADgA/1wwoycuFdEQ/s1600/DSC09116.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_x-22AkAYEI/TubmRBgo6ZI/AAAAAAAADgA/1wwoycuFdEQ/s400/DSC09116.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685484759739328914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aF3EHXXQDx8/TublqMcoiXI/AAAAAAAADf0/5ZrfiWcatd4/s1600/DSC09121.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aF3EHXXQDx8/TublqMcoiXI/AAAAAAAADf0/5ZrfiWcatd4/s400/DSC09121.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685484092660418930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Noa and Warren spent hours jumping in the corn. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cigb9P4-Kxk/Tublpd0ZbfI/AAAAAAAADfo/4HgMOTKrGcY/s1600/DSC09134.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cigb9P4-Kxk/Tublpd0ZbfI/AAAAAAAADfo/4HgMOTKrGcY/s400/DSC09134.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685484080143625714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rjjbQHypUb8/Tublo6AWj5I/AAAAAAAADfc/eTJwAW6yJEY/s1600/DSC09136.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rjjbQHypUb8/Tublo6AWj5I/AAAAAAAADfc/eTJwAW6yJEY/s400/DSC09136.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685484070530092946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We attended a BYU football game for work. A co worker asked me to host her donors. So Sarah and I jumped all over it. BYU beat up on Idaho State. It was a lot of fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ky-So0d46zY/TubloZrnTZI/AAAAAAAADfQ/wI5da_pWc84/s1600/DSC09171.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ky-So0d46zY/TubloZrnTZI/AAAAAAAADfQ/wI5da_pWc84/s400/DSC09171.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685484061853175186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-caGyP_evQ4I/TubloO-wDhI/AAAAAAAADfE/ZR87mkF4Bdg/s1600/DSC09173.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-caGyP_evQ4I/TubloO-wDhI/AAAAAAAADfE/ZR87mkF4Bdg/s400/DSC09173.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685484058980650514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xh-JiaNdiGg/Tubk64Q5R0I/AAAAAAAADe4/UH3VxF7FEFs/s1600/DSC09169.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xh-JiaNdiGg/Tubk64Q5R0I/AAAAAAAADe4/UH3VxF7FEFs/s400/DSC09169.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685483279788623682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here we are at the corn maze again...it was just across the street so I guess Sarah was the one who went a lot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-geBvHcc-UQE/Tubk6h5Rr9I/AAAAAAAADes/rt9-VenL7Qw/s1600/DSC09180.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-geBvHcc-UQE/Tubk6h5Rr9I/AAAAAAAADes/rt9-VenL7Qw/s400/DSC09180.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685483273783979986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BnzcgaDMXD4/Tubk5iK9h9I/AAAAAAAADeg/JFW71WDt97E/s1600/DSC09178.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BnzcgaDMXD4/Tubk5iK9h9I/AAAAAAAADeg/JFW71WDt97E/s400/DSC09178.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685483256678287314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RPKqD2z2yy0/Tubk40xbI2I/AAAAAAAADeU/-YZJqK86raw/s1600/DSC09186.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RPKqD2z2yy0/Tubk40xbI2I/AAAAAAAADeU/-YZJqK86raw/s400/DSC09186.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685483244491580258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Reminded that I'm so blessed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5eQBsmSbRJ0/Tubk4seU4pI/AAAAAAAADeI/UmCVIJlt1gA/s1600/DSC09196.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5eQBsmSbRJ0/Tubk4seU4pI/AAAAAAAADeI/UmCVIJlt1gA/s400/DSC09196.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685483242263995026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-icu9NDNQ8Pg/TubkF08eaaI/AAAAAAAADd4/fKNBETlRc8Q/s1600/DSC09201.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-icu9NDNQ8Pg/TubkF08eaaI/AAAAAAAADd4/fKNBETlRc8Q/s400/DSC09201.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685482368364603810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SdDSC82F_t4/TubkFW5u0uI/AAAAAAAADds/57PADPNioZU/s1600/DSC09202.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SdDSC82F_t4/TubkFW5u0uI/AAAAAAAADds/57PADPNioZU/s400/DSC09202.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685482360300032738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Noa showing off some of his ninja moves...Micah in the background doin his thang too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Dap4WN6ADSQ/TubkEzxSD9I/AAAAAAAADdg/87wVIJ_A394/s1600/DSC09209.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Dap4WN6ADSQ/TubkEzxSD9I/AAAAAAAADdg/87wVIJ_A394/s400/DSC09209.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685482350869352402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One of Sarah's excursions with the boys...the weather was great this fall!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Qp6B8iLlrZU/TubkEQk9P8I/AAAAAAAADdU/mq4mpk22Phg/s1600/DSC09236.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Qp6B8iLlrZU/TubkEQk9P8I/AAAAAAAADdU/mq4mpk22Phg/s400/DSC09236.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685482341422415810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ninja and Spiderman...hardcore thugs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b7_6_n5mSh0/TubkD4T7TtI/AAAAAAAADdI/YeqGniGW1Hk/s1600/DSC09233.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b7_6_n5mSh0/TubkD4T7TtI/AAAAAAAADdI/YeqGniGW1Hk/s400/DSC09233.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685482334908534482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have no idea who this lady is...but I think everyone had fun. Another day fun trip so I'm in my cubicle wishing I could be there...sad face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Hm50QTgBiwM/TubjVhVGBQI/AAAAAAAADc4/OsEWAtqsxKw/s1600/DSC09242.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Hm50QTgBiwM/TubjVhVGBQI/AAAAAAAADc4/OsEWAtqsxKw/s400/DSC09242.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685481538465432834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yeah...that's a turkey we carved. Sarah did most of the work. We had just watched the Food Network and the Halloween carving contest...I don't think we will ever do this again. It was hard...Sarah said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kVPJKZhi7qo/TubjVINzKQI/AAAAAAAADcs/IH6N2NES8Sk/s1600/DSC09262.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kVPJKZhi7qo/TubjVINzKQI/AAAAAAAADcs/IH6N2NES8Sk/s400/DSC09262.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685481531723950338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some decorations for Halloween. Sarah is so crafty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mBUMbee4UcA/TubjU8b5LJI/AAAAAAAADcg/YzwJz1ejTl8/s1600/DSC09245.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mBUMbee4UcA/TubjU8b5LJI/AAAAAAAADcg/YzwJz1ejTl8/s400/DSC09245.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685481528561839250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vG9GXmyFGVQ/TubjUBoE8CI/AAAAAAAADcY/99vGQSP8ypI/s1600/DSC09247.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vG9GXmyFGVQ/TubjUBoE8CI/AAAAAAAADcY/99vGQSP8ypI/s400/DSC09247.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685481512775249954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rvdaYWup464/TubjTxh1z_I/AAAAAAAADcI/5i2MTXGSe8g/s1600/DSC09244.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rvdaYWup464/TubjTxh1z_I/AAAAAAAADcI/5i2MTXGSe8g/s400/DSC09244.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685481508454125554" /&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/6359787358803894479-6356174182981044083?l=theioanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/feeds/6356174182981044083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359787358803894479&amp;postID=6356174182981044083&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/6356174182981044083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/6356174182981044083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/2011/12/october-2011.html' title='October 2011'/><author><name>Tau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11995376458592298486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EiktwtPa4E4/Tubnf4paDkI/AAAAAAAADis/N5e42E-RL_0/s72-c/DSC09264.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359787358803894479.post-1016059040915961899</id><published>2011-12-12T20:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T21:25:32.571-08:00</updated><title type='text'>September 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Quick rundown of September...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We found out our lil angel is actually a lil...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xl-DX2Xee_U/TubfMvJBt1I/AAAAAAAADcA/JWJ0M84ziPg/s1600/DSC08966.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xl-DX2Xee_U/TubfMvJBt1I/AAAAAAAADcA/JWJ0M84ziPg/s400/DSC08966.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685476989507581778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm kidding. Our lil Micah is as sweet as they come. He loves to share and snuggle wit his mom and dad :)&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;My sister, Anita, came in town to perform with Te Vaka. They did a tahitian number and they did great. It was nice to have her, even if it was for a quick visit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XADVoTbo8Pk/TubfL-ta5OI/AAAAAAAADbw/Oihf14rzmBw/s1600/DSC08994.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XADVoTbo8Pk/TubfL-ta5OI/AAAAAAAADbw/Oihf14rzmBw/s400/DSC08994.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685476976506889442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Quick picture before the show...where is Micah?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D-KBySSQvsQ/TubfLnEJtvI/AAAAAAAADbk/X4Z4nV2E3ZQ/s1600/DSC08969.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D-KBySSQvsQ/TubfLnEJtvI/AAAAAAAADbk/X4Z4nV2E3ZQ/s400/DSC08969.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685476970159781618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Had to go to get a pumpkin and see the corn maze...courtesy of our mortgage company...they owe us about a million more events and we should be even.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-47Z_HQ7iCs4/Tubeqo_noMI/AAAAAAAADbU/zpQU73UfSlY/s1600/DSC09007.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-47Z_HQ7iCs4/Tubeqo_noMI/AAAAAAAADbU/zpQU73UfSlY/s400/DSC09007.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685476403741958338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Noa's favorite past time these days...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Nj7fxoNMbu8/Tubep6lzhiI/AAAAAAAADbI/ohafktD_B2c/s1600/DSC09013.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Nj7fxoNMbu8/Tubep6lzhiI/AAAAAAAADbI/ohafktD_B2c/s400/DSC09013.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685476391285655074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My road dog. He's just chillin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G6PjhYVYqeE/TubepjEs7QI/AAAAAAAADa8/W9WssjaSVPw/s1600/DSC09023.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G6PjhYVYqeE/TubepjEs7QI/AAAAAAAADa8/W9WssjaSVPw/s400/DSC09023.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685476384972795138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Noa's catching up to dad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4MDxF5-hv-Y/Tubeo1L0QaI/AAAAAAAADaw/WC-U1I1B6fo/s1600/DSC09027.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4MDxF5-hv-Y/Tubeo1L0QaI/AAAAAAAADaw/WC-U1I1B6fo/s400/DSC09027.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685476372654604706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is Micah's favorite past time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7OG2Zbll150/TubeoprcW_I/AAAAAAAADak/_6BvLeUsDPY/s1600/DSC09035.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7OG2Zbll150/TubeoprcW_I/AAAAAAAADak/_6BvLeUsDPY/s400/DSC09035.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685476369566030834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sarah helping Noa jump in the hay...I think she enjoyed this more than she should of.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z7qpvVL3xH0/Tubd1GF748I/AAAAAAAADaY/90OfMR0AKsw/s1600/DSC09039.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z7qpvVL3xH0/Tubd1GF748I/AAAAAAAADaY/90OfMR0AKsw/s400/DSC09039.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685475483840144322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Noa had some crazy accident when going to the bathroom...it happens.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BLGhckSEdJQ/Tubd0rJg9qI/AAAAAAAADaM/HKNYU3A6ESI/s1600/DSC09043.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BLGhckSEdJQ/Tubd0rJg9qI/AAAAAAAADaM/HKNYU3A6ESI/s400/DSC09043.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685475476607399586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm not really sure what they are doing here, but it's great to see the brothers sharing time together...it warms my heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-54M7wb7K1K0/Tubd0Pyp_kI/AAAAAAAADaA/Sk-IRi5raYs/s1600/DSC09052.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-54M7wb7K1K0/Tubd0Pyp_kI/AAAAAAAADaA/Sk-IRi5raYs/s400/DSC09052.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685475469263765058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think this is when Micah wasn't feelin too good. I think it was right before his tubes. Thank goodness for modern medicine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4PazAA6xvuc/TubdzikAZKI/AAAAAAAADZ0/x-ybCadb4Tk/s1600/DSC09057.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4PazAA6xvuc/TubdzikAZKI/AAAAAAAADZ0/x-ybCadb4Tk/s400/DSC09057.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685475457122722978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chillin at Aunty Liz's house while mom and dad go out...Thanks Liz and Toni.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wi-WqGc6O7w/Tubdze1mQvI/AAAAAAAADZo/ci0qizQvYcc/s1600/IMG_20110928_1627521.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wi-WqGc6O7w/Tubdze1mQvI/AAAAAAAADZo/ci0qizQvYcc/s400/IMG_20110928_1627521.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685475456122766066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Couple more months and we are caught up...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359787358803894479-1016059040915961899?l=theioanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/feeds/1016059040915961899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359787358803894479&amp;postID=1016059040915961899&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/1016059040915961899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/1016059040915961899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/2011/12/september-2011.html' title='September 2011'/><author><name>Tau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11995376458592298486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xl-DX2Xee_U/TubfMvJBt1I/AAAAAAAADcA/JWJ0M84ziPg/s72-c/DSC08966.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359787358803894479.post-2402566746151541082</id><published>2011-10-05T14:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T10:32:33.774-07:00</updated><title type='text'>August</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's been a while...but we are back. Here is a review of August. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here we are at the Rascal Flatts concert. Sarah's anniversary present to me...what a great wife! The concert was dope!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VSp89IRrcV0/Tozq92A32KI/AAAAAAAACgE/LArO9RiDFS4/s1600/DSC08918.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VSp89IRrcV0/Tozq92A32KI/AAAAAAAACgE/LArO9RiDFS4/s400/DSC08918.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660157179889965218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-66XYHWxubFI/TozpJHa8FqI/AAAAAAAACd4/JHF2uYc6ycQ/s1600/DSC08916.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-66XYHWxubFI/TozpJHa8FqI/AAAAAAAACd4/JHF2uYc6ycQ/s400/DSC08916.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660155174518003362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Noa's first day of preschool...he loves it. They have farm of animals, great playground, and lots of yard to play in. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bmUedfMjsGY/TozpI4-PaUI/AAAAAAAACdw/q2NJoapWgbk/s1600/DSC08899.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bmUedfMjsGY/TozpI4-PaUI/AAAAAAAACdw/q2NJoapWgbk/s400/DSC08899.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660155170639538498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh and don't let me forget the koi pond.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6HPlKA8nJZ0/TozpIbQQzrI/AAAAAAAACdo/YAHU75O_gCs/s1600/DSC08896.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6HPlKA8nJZ0/TozpIbQQzrI/AAAAAAAACdo/YAHU75O_gCs/s400/DSC08896.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660155162662063794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-he2-YhneIYQ/TozpIP6VHeI/AAAAAAAACdg/c0oC_95yzYA/s1600/DSC08894.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-he2-YhneIYQ/TozpIP6VHeI/AAAAAAAACdg/c0oC_95yzYA/s400/DSC08894.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660155159617281506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And here is his classroom...just kidding this is actually the time out room for the naughty kids. (still kidding)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S2ErVRhA71o/TozpHa6KjoI/AAAAAAAACdY/E1qSiMYqU8Q/s1600/DSC08893.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S2ErVRhA71o/TozpHa6KjoI/AAAAAAAACdY/E1qSiMYqU8Q/s400/DSC08893.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660155145389510274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We also went to our friend's, Tami and David, stake activity. I have no idea how they put this on but it is better than some of the city fairs we have been to. Yeah, that is a hot air balloon ride. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DqZEA0TXRRM/TozWSK2XDmI/AAAAAAAACaA/yTvqjoTNcM8/s1600/DSC08825.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DqZEA0TXRRM/TozWSK2XDmI/AAAAAAAACaA/yTvqjoTNcM8/s400/DSC08825.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660134439336218210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cOh92rQNShU/TozWR36a85I/AAAAAAAACZ4/Gvf1NwLm90Q/s1600/DSC08822.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cOh92rQNShU/TozWR36a85I/AAAAAAAACZ4/Gvf1NwLm90Q/s400/DSC08822.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660134434252977042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There was food, rides, animals, bounce houses, and even a water dunking booth. They go all out my friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W5dA6_n6MMs/TozWQ4xQ12I/AAAAAAAACZw/pIlL847Gp9M/s1600/DSC08815.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W5dA6_n6MMs/TozWQ4xQ12I/AAAAAAAACZw/pIlL847Gp9M/s400/DSC08815.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660134417303132002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here we are going to Thanksgiving Point 2 dollar Tuesday activities...can't beat it. It's packed but way fun for the kids. I got off work early to check out the dinosaur museum with da fam!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1Gp1Zll4JB8/TozWQVTWJKI/AAAAAAAACZo/k8_dK_cj9ms/s1600/DSC08802.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1Gp1Zll4JB8/TozWQVTWJKI/AAAAAAAACZo/k8_dK_cj9ms/s400/DSC08802.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660134407782409378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now that I look at this, that is one scary shark and so is that dude wit da beard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9XLKtClfI2E/TozWQED2DEI/AAAAAAAACZg/Qrd-gsn8xx4/s1600/DSC08798.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9XLKtClfI2E/TozWQED2DEI/AAAAAAAACZg/Qrd-gsn8xx4/s400/DSC08798.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660134403153988674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Micah enjoying his freedom from stroller jail.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xvSm349swjo/TozVoK_ZgbI/AAAAAAAACZY/zaSSac44u40/s1600/DSC08796.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xvSm349swjo/TozVoK_ZgbI/AAAAAAAACZY/zaSSac44u40/s400/DSC08796.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660133717819621810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our son reads at a 5th grade level already ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-acjmgN4E4zo/TozVn4KIVyI/AAAAAAAACZQ/Kyu1aly2DBA/s1600/DSC08793.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-acjmgN4E4zo/TozVn4KIVyI/AAAAAAAACZQ/Kyu1aly2DBA/s400/DSC08793.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660133712764360482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Noa gettin a lil messy...his face doesn't show it but he had fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-689iF6KOnAc/TozVnu8Qg8I/AAAAAAAACZI/yzTjqtP5iIw/s1600/DSC08792.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-689iF6KOnAc/TozVnu8Qg8I/AAAAAAAACZI/yzTjqtP5iIw/s400/DSC08792.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660133710290256834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think they were pretending to be raptors. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S9HEhAR5Yb0/TozVnT9OPwI/AAAAAAAACZA/akt0THqK1_U/s1600/DSC08787.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S9HEhAR5Yb0/TozVnT9OPwI/AAAAAAAACZA/akt0THqK1_U/s400/DSC08787.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660133703046545154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Next we have Kava Kreation. My brother-in-law is the lead singer for this island reggae group. He got us in to watch the concert in SLC.  (Keola rocked da mic! Way to go bro!) It was fun but we had to jet right after he was done because it went so late. You know how we polys do things :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_3_o2dmJLsY/TozVmLFHocI/AAAAAAAACY4/eoVrByhsxLg/s1600/DSC08732.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_3_o2dmJLsY/TozVmLFHocI/AAAAAAAACY4/eoVrByhsxLg/s400/DSC08732.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660133683483877826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aizdyVj7VcU/TozUeZsU3LI/AAAAAAAACYw/ZyC0DxWz7C0/s1600/DSC08749.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aizdyVj7VcU/TozUeZsU3LI/AAAAAAAACYw/ZyC0DxWz7C0/s400/DSC08749.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660132450455837874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lil date night for the young and energetic couple. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9CPP0ON8s2U/TozUeE0-Y6I/AAAAAAAACYo/nc4T07z1N7o/s1600/DSC08708.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9CPP0ON8s2U/TozUeE0-Y6I/AAAAAAAACYo/nc4T07z1N7o/s400/DSC08708.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660132444854969250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-af67G-5YqKE/TozUc7kL5QI/AAAAAAAACYg/JuIL-wXOuz8/s1600/DSC08700.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-af67G-5YqKE/TozUc7kL5QI/AAAAAAAACYg/JuIL-wXOuz8/s400/DSC08700.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660132425188762882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We watched our nephews for a lil while for Erin and Josh. Here I took them out of the house to play some baseball. We also had some neighbor's kids over to play with them. It was them against me...I lost.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qi3A61uJg0A/TozUcq45z5I/AAAAAAAACYY/yVd03z64qcs/s1600/DSC08690.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qi3A61uJg0A/TozUcq45z5I/AAAAAAAACYY/yVd03z64qcs/s400/DSC08690.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660132420712255378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qQT1iaKxgJQ/TozUcY5LKhI/AAAAAAAACYQ/H5QNGjluOmA/s1600/DSC08686.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qQT1iaKxgJQ/TozUcY5LKhI/AAAAAAAACYQ/H5QNGjluOmA/s400/DSC08686.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660132415881554450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aOPoCtwJBVg/TozTXDFLHdI/AAAAAAAACYI/tvzDT8H2OUI/s1600/DSC08680.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aOPoCtwJBVg/TozTXDFLHdI/AAAAAAAACYI/tvzDT8H2OUI/s400/DSC08680.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660131224615329234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is what I came home to. So I took the virtual gaming away and we did some real life gaming.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pIzrlY54HNM/TozTWnfrGuI/AAAAAAAACYA/UNWNyizL5ZY/s1600/DSC08676.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pIzrlY54HNM/TozTWnfrGuI/AAAAAAAACYA/UNWNyizL5ZY/s400/DSC08676.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660131217210284770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sarah and Farrah at the Thanksgiving Point gardens. I think Rach went with them too. I couldn't go but it looks like they had fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VC_T5hoMV-E/TozTWff3Z3I/AAAAAAAACX4/6Nxn2Q8EvhY/s1600/DSC08652.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VC_T5hoMV-E/TozTWff3Z3I/AAAAAAAACX4/6Nxn2Q8EvhY/s400/DSC08652.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660131215063607154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r55dRFY1Ad8/TozTVrzxiiI/AAAAAAAACXw/romv3ufnchw/s1600/DSC08648.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r55dRFY1Ad8/TozTVrzxiiI/AAAAAAAACXw/romv3ufnchw/s400/DSC08648.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660131201188465186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6FjFPhsefUA/TozTVIe9IGI/AAAAAAAACXo/D5de5yN2V84/s1600/DSC08644.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6FjFPhsefUA/TozTVIe9IGI/AAAAAAAACXo/D5de5yN2V84/s400/DSC08644.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660131191705903202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P8dyJhFSwu4/TozSaKw7oDI/AAAAAAAACXg/GmRMbanw9rU/s1600/DSC08641.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P8dyJhFSwu4/TozSaKw7oDI/AAAAAAAACXg/GmRMbanw9rU/s400/DSC08641.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660130178705891378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vYm4Pifecec/TozSZ6WIndI/AAAAAAAACXY/jNlWDQNrN8w/s1600/DSC08640.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vYm4Pifecec/TozSZ6WIndI/AAAAAAAACXY/jNlWDQNrN8w/s400/DSC08640.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660130174298529234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yeah it has a lil water park too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wy6pM4gVGT0/TozSY5MKLfI/AAAAAAAACXQ/_NCu28GEuY4/s1600/DSC08633.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wy6pM4gVGT0/TozSY5MKLfI/AAAAAAAACXQ/_NCu28GEuY4/s400/DSC08633.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660130156808383986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ibz4CWi-jGQ/TozSYqM_uJI/AAAAAAAACXI/CVRlzQsymS4/s1600/DSC08631.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ibz4CWi-jGQ/TozSYqM_uJI/AAAAAAAACXI/CVRlzQsymS4/s400/DSC08631.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660130152785361042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Noa testing the waters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iMuCUFX0SRo/TozSYX-Ht0I/AAAAAAAACXA/XzCjmg5Vf3s/s1600/DSC08630.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iMuCUFX0SRo/TozSYX-Ht0I/AAAAAAAACXA/XzCjmg5Vf3s/s400/DSC08630.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660130147891132226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lil stud!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GTJJ1yQdJpc/TozR19K6WoI/AAAAAAAACW4/FtCK2yV8xgo/s1600/DSC08626.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GTJJ1yQdJpc/TozR19K6WoI/AAAAAAAACW4/FtCK2yV8xgo/s400/DSC08626.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660129556581472898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Big brother stud.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cFa15T_IhR4/TozR1cICAqI/AAAAAAAACWw/_SLvfyc4kFk/s1600/DSC08620.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cFa15T_IhR4/TozR1cICAqI/AAAAAAAACWw/_SLvfyc4kFk/s400/DSC08620.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660129547711021730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Micah preparing for his cart wheel in to a round off...yeah he's pretty athletic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fPrJZEtiG8U/TozR0lprqdI/AAAAAAAACWo/Ck3kKtEIxPg/s1600/DSC08618.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fPrJZEtiG8U/TozR0lprqdI/AAAAAAAACWo/Ck3kKtEIxPg/s400/DSC08618.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660129533088213458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is right after the round off...flipping and stuff makes him happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1Qw3mWMYbMs/TozR0Lwz8qI/AAAAAAAACWg/dkGDHpooNko/s1600/DSC08614.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1Qw3mWMYbMs/TozR0Lwz8qI/AAAAAAAACWg/dkGDHpooNko/s400/DSC08614.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660129526138794658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Noa's birthday! We took Noa out by himself to celebrate. Here we are at the bowling alley playing ski ball.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5mgqEFQdcBQ/TozRz7Jdq9I/AAAAAAAACWY/a8l3XgTcWQw/s1600/DSC08610.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5mgqEFQdcBQ/TozRz7Jdq9I/AAAAAAAACWY/a8l3XgTcWQw/s400/DSC08610.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660129521678789586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Noa's almost 100 score...he did this all by himself! (with the help of some bumpers)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hRVQi8KpZ9o/TozQ6K5NmRI/AAAAAAAACWQ/6NKYWX16Ems/s1600/DSC08608.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hRVQi8KpZ9o/TozQ6K5NmRI/AAAAAAAACWQ/6NKYWX16Ems/s400/DSC08608.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660128529473181970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We also hit up Kung Fu Panda 2...very good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YiHRDr8duBs/TozQ5gHjUVI/AAAAAAAACWI/58QNysb0HCI/s1600/DSC08599.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YiHRDr8duBs/TozQ5gHjUVI/AAAAAAAACWI/58QNysb0HCI/s400/DSC08599.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660128517990601042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Noa's excited face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hS_3xeWgupo/TozQ5IGbsaI/AAAAAAAACWA/SFVZnb3wqzk/s1600/DSC08597.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hS_3xeWgupo/TozQ5IGbsaI/AAAAAAAACWA/SFVZnb3wqzk/s400/DSC08597.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660128511543456162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Noa practicing his kung fu before the movie...with shades.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kzBIFoxe8WA/TozQ47Jf8II/AAAAAAAACV4/01mJGbrvrhA/s1600/DSC08592.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kzBIFoxe8WA/TozQ47Jf8II/AAAAAAAACV4/01mJGbrvrhA/s400/DSC08592.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660128508066656386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Random shot of Micah after his first haircut...good job mommy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CR6qqT-yJMc/TozQ4SdE14I/AAAAAAAACVw/Ampq_fScDBY/s1600/DSC08578.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CR6qqT-yJMc/TozQ4SdE14I/AAAAAAAACVw/Ampq_fScDBY/s400/DSC08578.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660128497142912898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We will try to keep up a little better!&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/6359787358803894479-2402566746151541082?l=theioanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/feeds/2402566746151541082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359787358803894479&amp;postID=2402566746151541082&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/2402566746151541082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/2402566746151541082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/2011/10/august.html' title='August'/><author><name>Tau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11995376458592298486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VSp89IRrcV0/Tozq92A32KI/AAAAAAAACgE/LArO9RiDFS4/s72-c/DSC08918.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359787358803894479.post-3222654405888837721</id><published>2011-08-15T14:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T14:40:49.501-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Book of Mormon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I love The Book of Mormon. It's the word of God and has the teachings of Christ just like the Bible. Here is a quick video that shares a brief description of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object id="flashObj" width="480" height="270" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=9,0,47,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://c.brightcove.com/services/viewer/federated_f9?isVid=1&amp;amp;isUI=1"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="flashVars" value="videoId=950828665001&amp;amp;linkBaseURL=http%3A%2F%2Fmormon.org%2Fbook-of-mormon%3Fcid%3Dbom-email&amp;amp;playerID=624969307001&amp;amp;playerKey=AQ~~,AAAAkVf45-E~,pmvsVwZF3OxbkM0RYkqyMQXbVW5FlKA7&amp;amp;domain=embed&amp;amp;dynamicStreaming=true"&gt;&lt;param name="base" value="http://admin.brightcove.com"&gt;&lt;param name="seamlesstabbing" value="false"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="swLiveConnect" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://c.brightcove.com/services/viewer/federated_f9?isVid=1&amp;amp;isUI=1" bgcolor="#FFFFFF" flashvars="videoId=950828665001&amp;amp;linkBaseURL=http%3A%2F%2Fmormon.org%2Fbook-of-mormon%3Fcid%3Dbom-email&amp;amp;playerID=624969307001&amp;amp;playerKey=AQ~~,AAAAkVf45-E~,pmvsVwZF3OxbkM0RYkqyMQXbVW5FlKA7&amp;amp;domain=embed&amp;amp;dynamicStreaming=true" base="http://admin.brightcove.com" name="flashObj" width="480" height="270" seamlesstabbing="false" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" swliveconnect="true" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/shockwave/download/index.cgi?P1_Prod_Version=ShockwaveFlash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359787358803894479-3222654405888837721?l=theioanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/feeds/3222654405888837721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359787358803894479&amp;postID=3222654405888837721&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/3222654405888837721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/3222654405888837721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/2011/08/book-of-mormon.html' title='The Book of Mormon'/><author><name>Tau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11995376458592298486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359787358803894479.post-1627841063575124276</id><published>2011-07-23T19:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T12:07:40.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebration of 5 years continued...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is a little more of the years gone by (definitely not in order)...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vjpTI_81FbQ/TiuHfcP-j_I/AAAAAAAACRI/GQ8qR4b87_Y/s400/Noa%2527s%2BBlessing%2B028.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632744733185839090" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Noa at a few months old. He is still the darkest in the family so far.&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;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Cn_H6LhY4BE/TiuHfEd5YcI/AAAAAAAACRA/-ZOavevZL6g/s1600/Sarah%2Band%2BTau%2527s%2Bgraduation%2B012.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Cn_H6LhY4BE/TiuHfEd5YcI/AAAAAAAACRA/-ZOavevZL6g/s400/Sarah%2Band%2BTau%2527s%2Bgraduation%2B012.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632744726801768898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sarah finishing her undergrad and me my masters. Noa has already graduated from BYU.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ezzcWAf6_C8/TiuHezbvNJI/AAAAAAAACQ4/ZWW7cvCI5ws/s1600/DSC05045.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ezzcWAf6_C8/TiuHezbvNJI/AAAAAAAACQ4/ZWW7cvCI5ws/s400/DSC05045.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632744722229310610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Christmas on a hayride.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-exgGNujdo2g/TiuHemLJlzI/AAAAAAAACQw/NaIdMUhuaOo/s1600/DSC05078.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-exgGNujdo2g/TiuHemLJlzI/AAAAAAAACQw/NaIdMUhuaOo/s400/DSC05078.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632744718670075698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Christmas in AZ.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2S6fIIbFsqQ/TiuHeRPV5WI/AAAAAAAACQo/PT4T4rHR-aM/s1600/DSC05085.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2S6fIIbFsqQ/TiuHeRPV5WI/AAAAAAAACQo/PT4T4rHR-aM/s400/DSC05085.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632744713050514786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Trip to Cali to visit Ray and Lauren. Yeah dat was our car...we were rollin big time ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wdnLEyVkATM/TiuFX6SOd6I/AAAAAAAACQg/AQNFuF3mNZs/s1600/November%2B06%2BArizona%2Btrip%252C%2BFirst%2BChristmas%252C%2Band%2BSarah%2527s%2BB-day%2B038.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wdnLEyVkATM/TiuFX6SOd6I/AAAAAAAACQg/AQNFuF3mNZs/s400/November%2B06%2BArizona%2Btrip%252C%2BFirst%2BChristmas%252C%2Band%2BSarah%2527s%2BB-day%2B038.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632742404786124706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A pretty sky on one of our road trip. I think this was coming or going from AZ.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KH-YT2GVgrQ/TiuFXuTMsUI/AAAAAAAACQY/5AomeWBBpcg/s1600/DSC03731.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KH-YT2GVgrQ/TiuFXuTMsUI/AAAAAAAACQY/5AomeWBBpcg/s400/DSC03731.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632742401568977218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was our first year of marriage. We were watching Gizmo in our first apartment and he wouldn't stop barking. So I slept on the couch and squirted him with a water gun to train him. Worked pretty good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bFuv94hj6uY/TiuFXccRLUI/AAAAAAAACQQ/FuUUMiUF35Y/s1600/IMG_1791.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bFuv94hj6uY/TiuFXccRLUI/AAAAAAAACQQ/FuUUMiUF35Y/s400/IMG_1791.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632742396775181634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wedding day pic! Doesn't Sarah look beautiful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eABzJNDHeww/TiuFXJvBW0I/AAAAAAAACQI/9a4AgF5G-0E/s1600/engagement.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eABzJNDHeww/TiuFXJvBW0I/AAAAAAAACQI/9a4AgF5G-0E/s400/engagement.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632742391753562946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our wedding announcement pic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LskzEEzWvIw/TiuFW44DJLI/AAAAAAAACQA/-eSinMI4WEQ/s1600/IMG_0351.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LskzEEzWvIw/TiuFW44DJLI/AAAAAAAACQA/-eSinMI4WEQ/s400/IMG_0351.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632742387228026034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One of Sarah's bridals...they are awesome. She has a lot of these that are just great.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0ce2beXgFlw/TiuDLkqDtEI/AAAAAAAACP4/S9shUXYZ0Ng/s1600/jakes%2B108.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0ce2beXgFlw/TiuDLkqDtEI/AAAAAAAACP4/S9shUXYZ0Ng/s400/jakes%2B108.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632739993798816834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is us in VA after our Germany tour with BYU. We visited my family and Sarah's family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qv8Y0fF6WEM/TiuDLerX5hI/AAAAAAAACPw/l3SPCAe8mzc/s1600/DSC02314.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qv8Y0fF6WEM/TiuDLerX5hI/AAAAAAAACPw/l3SPCAe8mzc/s400/DSC02314.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632739992193721874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rigg Family camping. Awesome shot of a Colorado sunset.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ACEZf9zj_mg/TiuDLIqP7_I/AAAAAAAACPo/76SC5J-qPz8/s1600/DSC02311.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ACEZf9zj_mg/TiuDLIqP7_I/AAAAAAAACPo/76SC5J-qPz8/s400/DSC02311.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632739986283425778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me super scared. First time on a horse and I think that might be my last.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SI9sOT4mQEI/TiuDK4auRnI/AAAAAAAACPg/-zTj5nIUQa8/s1600/DSC02309.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SI9sOT4mQEI/TiuDK4auRnI/AAAAAAAACPg/-zTj5nIUQa8/s400/DSC02309.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632739981923337842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sarah doing her cowgirl thang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v0kUqVbhJGI/TiuDKna4EiI/AAAAAAAACPY/jqhVsRya7_Y/s1600/DSC02044.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v0kUqVbhJGI/TiuDKna4EiI/AAAAAAAACPY/jqhVsRya7_Y/s400/DSC02044.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632739977360577058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was Valentine's Day. The last one we spent single. And yeah I used to rock the turtle neck now and again...I think I still have this one in my closet ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_VmaghelX10/TiyqauQ3dAI/AAAAAAAACRQ/aGoYZn6vZiA/s400/DSC08210.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633064610005742594" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Can't forget about our special lil Micah. He is such a joy and lights up the room with his smile. This is a recent shot of him when we were in Cali last month.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I must say we have many memories. It was great looking at some of them again. I think I will save some to share next year. Thanks again to my lovely, talented, warm, kind, spiritual, and everything else that is good in my life wife Sarah Denise Ioane. You are the best hun. Love you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359787358803894479-1627841063575124276?l=theioanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/feeds/1627841063575124276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359787358803894479&amp;postID=1627841063575124276&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/1627841063575124276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/1627841063575124276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/2011/07/celebration-of-5-years-continued.html' title='Celebration of 5 years continued...'/><author><name>Tau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11995376458592298486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vjpTI_81FbQ/TiuHfcP-j_I/AAAAAAAACRI/GQ8qR4b87_Y/s72-c/Noa%2527s%2BBlessing%2B028.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359787358803894479.post-3292501274503482205</id><published>2011-07-22T10:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T10:48:06.765-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5 YEARS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Yes it has been five years...HAPPY ANNIVERSARY SARAH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so lucky to have spent this time with Sarah. I wouldn't want to have it any other way. We have had so many great blessings, memories, and trials (that have made us better) while dating and married! Here are some blast from the past photos. I can't do our time together justice because I don't have all of the photos. But I will add some more later. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just wanted to say that I love Sarah so much and am looking forward to upcoming memories we will make. Thanks hun for the great 5 years! I'm can't wait for the next 5. Hope you have a great day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1bJxng_-PVc/Tim0TPoXSxI/AAAAAAAACPA/6oWvrQnPqD0/s1600/004_4.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1bJxng_-PVc/Tim0TPoXSxI/AAAAAAAACPA/6oWvrQnPqD0/s400/004_4.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632231051709860626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Little graduation day pic. I think this was the first time Sarah met da rents (parents).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This stuff is mostly our Mexico tour with Living Legends. Some great shots of Sarah. She LOVED tour and Living Legends. I did too, but Sarah still lights up when ever we get on the subject. She was always looking for opportunities to serve and reach out to others in Living Legends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iYSGMwf3OUM/TimzyidPlDI/AAAAAAAACO4/WrsYbAdJCsY/s1600/028_28.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iYSGMwf3OUM/TimzyidPlDI/AAAAAAAACO4/WrsYbAdJCsY/s400/028_28.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632230489827808306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I remember that piece of candy in Sarah's hand...it was nasty. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--bexsptIC_8/TimzyT9a7wI/AAAAAAAACOw/yfcXN0S3UsA/s1600/076_76.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--bexsptIC_8/TimzyT9a7wI/AAAAAAAACOw/yfcXN0S3UsA/s400/076_76.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632230485936238338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sarah and Tami&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2a-A9dJZBqo/TimzyalF5TI/AAAAAAAACOo/wY2CEe2Gpeg/s1600/DSC01154.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2a-A9dJZBqo/TimzyalF5TI/AAAAAAAACOo/wY2CEe2Gpeg/s400/DSC01154.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632230487713244466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sarah was trying to stick her head in the mouth but she was vertically challenged...that's all changed now ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cjFIQUOH1Ns/Timzx1jH3MI/AAAAAAAACOg/8n9dkhrTCtw/s1600/DSC01027.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cjFIQUOH1Ns/Timzx1jH3MI/AAAAAAAACOg/8n9dkhrTCtw/s400/DSC01027.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632230477772872898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was our first house. The outside looks rough but you should see the inside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6DXRWXscLPQ/TimzxuqilfI/AAAAAAAACOY/odNS5D65o4o/s1600/009_9.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6DXRWXscLPQ/TimzxuqilfI/AAAAAAAACOY/odNS5D65o4o/s400/009_9.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632230475924936178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5BoKNFqJKxU/TimuBfgCdwI/AAAAAAAACOE/myqzLs0ZCb0/s1600/DSC01174.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5BoKNFqJKxU/TimuBfgCdwI/AAAAAAAACOE/myqzLs0ZCb0/s400/DSC01174.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632224149662496514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Peek-a-boo shot. Just havin some fun at the ruins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_-yPypK8xd4/TimuBBPO9bI/AAAAAAAACN8/YE9YSwAk74Q/s1600/031_31-1.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_-yPypK8xd4/TimuBBPO9bI/AAAAAAAACN8/YE9YSwAk74Q/s400/031_31-1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632224141538948530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is Guadalajara...Sarah's old stompin grounds. These guys played us a lil tune to welcome us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7E0WhPyRD0k/TimuA2Y-EDI/AAAAAAAACN0/5PpugIG9e0M/s1600/041_41.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7E0WhPyRD0k/TimuA2Y-EDI/AAAAAAAACN0/5PpugIG9e0M/s400/041_41.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632224138626994226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dis guy looks a lil scruffy...nothing compared to the current scuffiness ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ofQo5qajIPk/TimuAmVtI5I/AAAAAAAACNs/PMrbrHOe_fQ/s1600/029_29.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ofQo5qajIPk/TimuAmVtI5I/AAAAAAAACNs/PMrbrHOe_fQ/s400/029_29.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632224134318334866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is an "I'm so tired I can barely keep my eyes open" pic. Look for more pics soon...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&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/6359787358803894479-3292501274503482205?l=theioanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/feeds/3292501274503482205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359787358803894479&amp;postID=3292501274503482205&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/3292501274503482205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/3292501274503482205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/2011/07/5-years.html' title='5 YEARS!'/><author><name>Tau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11995376458592298486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1bJxng_-PVc/Tim0TPoXSxI/AAAAAAAACPA/6oWvrQnPqD0/s72-c/004_4.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359787358803894479.post-2908697175358215878</id><published>2011-07-05T10:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T11:51:03.515-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Summer Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Okay it's been a while peoples. But we've done some fun things for the end of spring and start of summer that I wanted to share. Here they are all out of order:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-964YunwCY0Q/ThNK8gL1_PI/AAAAAAAACLk/a-9twNUjuP0/s1600/2011-06-11%2B18.33.44.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-964YunwCY0Q/ThNK8gL1_PI/AAAAAAAACLk/a-9twNUjuP0/s400/2011-06-11%2B18.33.44.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625922762808098034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We went to Art City Days...a must if you are in Springville in June! Noa loves the carousel if you couldn't tell. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-crCOgW0Fnec/ThNK8unikDI/AAAAAAAACLc/gwcsfXY4gnQ/s1600/2011-06-11%2B18.33.00.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-crCOgW0Fnec/ThNK8unikDI/AAAAAAAACLc/gwcsfXY4gnQ/s400/2011-06-11%2B18.33.00.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625922766682361906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Micah wasn't as excited.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2u9QWkOQBhU/ThNK8K394fI/AAAAAAAACLU/09aJJZLbdVM/s1600/2011-06-11%2B18.19.23.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2u9QWkOQBhU/ThNK8K394fI/AAAAAAAACLU/09aJJZLbdVM/s400/2011-06-11%2B18.19.23.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625922757087584754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here we are on the ferris wheel...Noa was fearless (Sarah didn't want anything to do with it. It's okay hunny ;).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_RoSskVZbEM/ThNK7qslNUI/AAAAAAAACLM/Hvx6dj-t5sI/s1600/2011-06-11%2B18.18.11.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_RoSskVZbEM/ThNK7qslNUI/AAAAAAAACLM/Hvx6dj-t5sI/s400/2011-06-11%2B18.18.11.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625922748449895746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Another ferris wheel shot.&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;We also took the boys to hike the Y...what were we thinking? No it was fun but we got a real good workout. Our legs and backsides were sore for a couple of days. But the boys really liked getting outside and finally checking out the Y they point out everyday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FhWSt8FsC9E/ThNK7upmX4I/AAAAAAAACLE/jtYulfOzp5M/s1600/2011-06-01%2B19.50.09.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FhWSt8FsC9E/ThNK7upmX4I/AAAAAAAACLE/jtYulfOzp5M/s400/2011-06-01%2B19.50.09.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625922749511131010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-20P3hThLIlk/ThNKl6D_lqI/AAAAAAAACK8/USoQOq3QsCU/s1600/2011-06-01%2B19.47.54.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-20P3hThLIlk/ThNKl6D_lqI/AAAAAAAACK8/USoQOq3QsCU/s400/2011-06-01%2B19.47.54.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625922374617503394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gmUaC86swsM/ThNKlvbfoCI/AAAAAAAACK0/tzjz4pYQNbU/s1600/2011-06-01%2B19.47.42.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gmUaC86swsM/ThNKlvbfoCI/AAAAAAAACK0/tzjz4pYQNbU/s400/2011-06-01%2B19.47.42.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625922371763281954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The last couple shots is when we took Noa to the Suessical! Cool and fun show. Noa loves his Dr. Suess books so he recognized some of the characters. But as you can see he was pretty excited before it even started. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SQuIytqcwwg/ThNKld6tQMI/AAAAAAAACKs/QOjaO4MjJV0/s1600/2011-05-13%2B18.57.42.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SQuIytqcwwg/ThNKld6tQMI/AAAAAAAACKs/QOjaO4MjJV0/s400/2011-05-13%2B18.57.42.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625922367062360258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pd69AffYT4s/ThNKlW2brwI/AAAAAAAACKk/xWWNZjniPRc/s1600/2011-05-13%2B18.55.52.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pd69AffYT4s/ThNKlW2brwI/AAAAAAAACKk/xWWNZjniPRc/s400/2011-05-13%2B18.55.52.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625922365165383426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rPIacndWk3w/ThNKlKk8WfI/AAAAAAAACKc/2US7xNhsF14/s1600/2011-05-13%2B18.55.20.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rPIacndWk3w/ThNKlKk8WfI/AAAAAAAACKc/2US7xNhsF14/s400/2011-05-13%2B18.55.20.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625922361870801394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359787358803894479-2908697175358215878?l=theioanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/feeds/2908697175358215878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359787358803894479&amp;postID=2908697175358215878&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/2908697175358215878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/2908697175358215878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/2011/07/some-summer-fun.html' title='Some Summer Fun'/><author><name>Tau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11995376458592298486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-964YunwCY0Q/ThNK8gL1_PI/AAAAAAAACLk/a-9twNUjuP0/s72-c/2011-06-11%2B18.33.44.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359787358803894479.post-533168844621555814</id><published>2011-05-15T02:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T02:37:38.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Tau!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Sometimes thoughtful words are the best gift you can give, so if you know Tau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;please take a minute to leave a birthday comment with a favorite memory or something you admire about him.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/-fqNVLRiMxBI/Tc-Yb0fnTnI/AAAAAAAAB2E/rTVQyLGVVT8/s1600/DSC07513.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fqNVLRiMxBI/Tc-Yb0fnTnI/AAAAAAAAB2E/rTVQyLGVVT8/s400/DSC07513.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;My sister did this for her husband and I thought it was a great idea so...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;I'll start!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Favorite Memory&lt;/b&gt;: I couldn't just pick one so here are a few&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;1) Dancing in Living Legends with you. We shared in so many special experiences with that group that I will never forget. I got to see the desires of your heart there and hear your sweet testimony often. That is when I fell in love with you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;2) Our many attempts to scare each other in our first house, but my favorite was when I stuffed pillows in the bed to look like me and hid behind the door. Then I watched as you crawled in, threw up the covers, and yelled. The yell just went higher as I jumped out from behind the door and screamed... haha I am still laughing about that. Guess you had to be there. Your face was the best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;3) Seeing your reaction after Noa and Micah were born and watching you hold each one in your arms for the first time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;4) Watching you wrestle with the boys, teach them sports and how to treat the ladies, your attempts to dress and feed them ... pretty much I love watching you be a dad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;5) Disney World. That's all I need to say about that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Something I admire about you:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;Your love for the gospel and for Heavenly Father. You have a passion for it and aren't afraid to share it. Your love for your family. You are always striving to put us first and do what's best for us. It's so hard to get you to do things for yourself. Your level head and frugality, how you help around the house even after an exhausting day, that you comment on everyones blogs and facebook posts, and your easy going personality. You make everyone feel welcome and comfortable. And finally, your pure awesomeness and attractiveness. I love you Tau and I hope you have a wonderful birthday!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359787358803894479-533168844621555814?l=theioanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/feeds/533168844621555814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359787358803894479&amp;postID=533168844621555814&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/533168844621555814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/533168844621555814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/2011/05/happy-birthday-tau.html' title='Happy Birthday Tau!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145714001713972710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TMNygMbtEDI/AAAAAAAABxU/0jFFkpjB5G4/S220/DSC_0370.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fqNVLRiMxBI/Tc-Yb0fnTnI/AAAAAAAAB2E/rTVQyLGVVT8/s72-c/DSC07513.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359787358803894479.post-2848112562233729323</id><published>2011-04-26T11:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T12:45:26.424-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Conference Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Tau recently got a new calling and was scheduled to be set apart on Saturday after the priesthood session of conference. We were very lucky to have Tau's parents come up from AZ to show their support.&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KENpWnIvN18/TbZZ9SuTyeI/AAAAAAAAB1w/zUGPSguPIXE/s1600/DSC07274.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KENpWnIvN18/TbZZ9SuTyeI/AAAAAAAAB1w/zUGPSguPIXE/s400/DSC07274.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;It was just a small get-together with both our parents, us, and the boys (Noa's coat was slippery :) Poor guy).&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/-euu1muHWy-s/TbZc73EZziI/AAAAAAAAB14/7Vd0PWpGHrg/s1600/March+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-euu1muHWy-s/TbZc73EZziI/AAAAAAAAB14/7Vd0PWpGHrg/s400/March+2011.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;Just in case you are wondering, Tau got special permission to grow his hair and beard out. He is being considered for a part in the church's new movie the New Testament&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/-gPijbbwM7xs/TbZZt8LtIRI/AAAAAAAAB1s/myTBjvjFBxU/s1600/DSC07280.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gPijbbwM7xs/TbZZt8LtIRI/AAAAAAAAB1s/myTBjvjFBxU/s400/DSC07280.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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 best part of the weekend was having Tau's parents stay a little longer to spend time with the boys. They just ate it up. Here Noa is enjoying a story from Papa while Nana entertained Micah.&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/-pfCN3t8qSaU/TbZZC8jsIVI/AAAAAAAAB1k/FP5Ud0sAF8c/s1600/DSC07320.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pfCN3t8qSaU/TbZZC8jsIVI/AAAAAAAAB1k/FP5Ud0sAF8c/s400/DSC07320.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think Micah's favorite part was when Noa would go to bed so he could spend some one-on-one time with Nana and Papa. He was all smiles.&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/-WIG4QgfLEsU/TbZZlh0-qzI/AAAAAAAAB1o/JP252Yy-HgY/s1600/DSC07284.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WIG4QgfLEsU/TbZZlh0-qzI/AAAAAAAAB1o/JP252Yy-HgY/s400/DSC07284.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Micah working on his 6-pack&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/-75mx160Ua_0/TbZdAXrtIjI/AAAAAAAAB2A/uE-faYOl4w8/s1600/March+20112.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-75mx160Ua_0/TbZdAXrtIjI/AAAAAAAAB2A/uE-faYOl4w8/s400/March+20112.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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 don't know whats up with his open mouth smile. I think he was trying to say cheese.&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/-TNEUswe7ii8/TbZc-MVUHEI/AAAAAAAAB18/clJ8JVZzFCA/s1600/March+20111.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TNEUswe7ii8/TbZc-MVUHEI/AAAAAAAAB18/clJ8JVZzFCA/s400/March+20111.jpg" width="320" /&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;Even though Easter wasn't until the end of the month, we threw a little easter egg hunt while Tau's parents were out so the boys could celebrate with them. Plus I was trying to make Noa practice as much as he could before the real easter egg hunts so he could find me lots of candy :) He was a very good tracker and found all the eggs in no time. Micah even got in on the action.&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/-E_Z3MRXELlQ/TbZczpFLUXI/AAAAAAAAB10/K-jqKkoOnoM/s1600/DSC07312.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E_Z3MRXELlQ/TbZczpFLUXI/AAAAAAAAB10/K-jqKkoOnoM/s400/DSC07312.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Micah sitting on his nest of eggs. Hehe&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/-FD7KB7mqSqU/TbZYoAJNd5I/AAAAAAAAB1g/qS8me9GsUBA/s1600/DSC07330.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FD7KB7mqSqU/TbZYoAJNd5I/AAAAAAAAB1g/qS8me9GsUBA/s400/DSC07330.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;The boys loved being with their Nana and Papa and were very sad to see them go. It always takes a few days before Noa stops looking for them. We were very excited to have them come and be a part of such a special experience.&amp;nbsp;All in all, it was a great weekend, all the conference talks seemed to be written just for me and it was reaffirmed to me why I am so lucky&amp;nbsp;to be married to such a wonderful man who is always striving to honor his priesthood and loves the Lord with all his heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359787358803894479-2848112562233729323?l=theioanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/feeds/2848112562233729323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359787358803894479&amp;postID=2848112562233729323&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/2848112562233729323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/2848112562233729323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/2011/04/conference-weekend.html' title='Conference Weekend'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145714001713972710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TMNygMbtEDI/AAAAAAAABxU/0jFFkpjB5G4/S220/DSC_0370.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KENpWnIvN18/TbZZ9SuTyeI/AAAAAAAAB1w/zUGPSguPIXE/s72-c/DSC07274.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359787358803894479.post-3298798878326950126</id><published>2011-03-15T21:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T22:10:49.238-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SLEDDING!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JZABP2HrP6s/TYA-PivIq4I/AAAAAAAACJo/-SFGESb-uAg/s400/DSC07046.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584531974682880898" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This doesn't have anything to do with sledding but my lil man is too good lookin not to share. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bKOsGFpYW-4/TYA-QFOoVsI/AAAAAAAACJw/YokbbuvH3Yk/s400/DSC07062.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584531983941785282" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is Micah all ready to go. Don't worry everybody we turned around his seat. We are good parents and know he shouldn't be front facing yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OArf6uJoRfY/TYA-Qs2ezbI/AAAAAAAACJ4/bJ9FdqqbwQM/s400/DSC07063.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584531994577915314" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Noa looked a little worried or tired?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3HqlUIjnDkY/TYBBnJzJdXI/AAAAAAAACKQ/83sT1vKg-EE/s400/DSC07065.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584535678840567154" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tired it is. My man fell asleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RxFWVtgPMUM/TYA-Q8GDDII/AAAAAAAACKA/4rWIP_9BNw0/s400/DSC07075.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584531998669737090" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So we took Micah for some rides before Noa woke up...and it was dope! That's right I said "dope."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P84uBk4j15E/TYA-RKJfebI/AAAAAAAACKI/D5nukh_o0Lc/s400/DSC07078.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584532002442279346" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some random lady asked Noa and I to pose for a picture, she said she wanted to use it in some sledding magazine and would send contracts to be models...I'm playin. There was no contracts just a one time photo deal...in cash ;) Is there such a thing as a sledding magazine?&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;Now prepare yourselves to see and feel the action of sledding. Sarah and Noa waving the whole ride down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ce1794f89802d17" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0ce1794f89802d17%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331870311%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1E49540631CA3BC5C2FBA70135C15821736DC499.1A7C2DFB1EC5D9B485586E326A64CD801C6EAD7%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dce1794f89802d17%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DMbA9MbML_RaW7jWh_CvaARZ7C2E&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0ce1794f89802d17%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331870311%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1E49540631CA3BC5C2FBA70135C15821736DC499.1A7C2DFB1EC5D9B485586E326A64CD801C6EAD7%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dce1794f89802d17%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DMbA9MbML_RaW7jWh_CvaARZ7C2E&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&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;Take a ride with Noa and Tau...it's just like being there minus all the fun. Sorry you have to go sledding to feel that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-d3765dfe5a98d0d4" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd3765dfe5a98d0d4%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331870311%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D675A1FEFE0F83691F65ACD230A9E03C4EA5A0BF7.74DFB4F4D7563923AB8097369B79ED5594D37777%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd3765dfe5a98d0d4%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D58Ic4wf6IbMN97_v8udUtVGqSoU&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd3765dfe5a98d0d4%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331870311%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D675A1FEFE0F83691F65ACD230A9E03C4EA5A0BF7.74DFB4F4D7563923AB8097369B79ED5594D37777%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd3765dfe5a98d0d4%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D58Ic4wf6IbMN97_v8udUtVGqSoU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&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 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/6359787358803894479-3298798878326950126?l=theioanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/feeds/3298798878326950126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359787358803894479&amp;postID=3298798878326950126&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/3298798878326950126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/3298798878326950126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/2011/03/sledding.html' title='SLEDDING!'/><author><name>Tau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11995376458592298486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JZABP2HrP6s/TYA-PivIq4I/AAAAAAAACJo/-SFGESb-uAg/s72-c/DSC07046.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359787358803894479.post-86701265301459362</id><published>2011-02-04T15:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T11:20:37.187-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Other stuff...I know it's late.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Noa with Dad in our suits. Thanks Auntie Nita! It was a long night thus the tired eyes and scruff...and I'm lazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMxSn-DAOkk/TUyOLGcP0II/AAAAAAAACJQ/YjLmRwl6MJ4/s400/Christmas%2B2010%2BAZ%2B098.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569983160509255810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is our annual lights drive. The boys loves it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gMxSn-DAOkk/TUyOLbjIOhI/AAAAAAAACJY/xs2fj5LpcFQ/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2BAZ%2B021.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gMxSn-DAOkk/TUyOLbjIOhI/AAAAAAAACJY/xs2fj5LpcFQ/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2BAZ%2B021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gMxSn-DAOkk/TUyOLbjIOhI/AAAAAAAACJY/xs2fj5LpcFQ/s400/Christmas%2B2010%2BAZ%2B021.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569983166175263250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lil Manu admiring the lights. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gMxSn-DAOkk/TUyOKiyO5yI/AAAAAAAACJI/b2wYR9jEIK4/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2BAZ%2B024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gMxSn-DAOkk/TUyOKiyO5yI/AAAAAAAACJI/b2wYR9jEIK4/s400/Christmas%2B2010%2BAZ%2B024.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569983150937794338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gMxSn-DAOkk/TUyOKLYETjI/AAAAAAAACJA/xtdF_0_Co4c/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2BAZ%2B022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gMxSn-DAOkk/TUyOKLYETjI/AAAAAAAACJA/xtdF_0_Co4c/s400/Christmas%2B2010%2BAZ%2B022.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569983144654032434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Noa thought he was driving. He was pretty excited.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gMxSn-DAOkk/TUyOJhxggmI/AAAAAAAACI4/yu6ps3FCfXk/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2BAZ%2B018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gMxSn-DAOkk/TUyOJhxggmI/AAAAAAAACI4/yu6ps3FCfXk/s400/Christmas%2B2010%2BAZ%2B018.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569983133486449250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here are some videos...who doesn't like videos?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-d257d78433a26f9b" 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359787358803894479&amp;postID=86701265301459362&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/86701265301459362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/86701265301459362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/2011/02/other-stuffi-know-its-late.html' title='Other stuff...I know it&apos;s late.'/><author><name>Tau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11995376458592298486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMxSn-DAOkk/TUyOLGcP0II/AAAAAAAACJQ/YjLmRwl6MJ4/s72-c/Christmas%2B2010%2BAZ%2B098.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359787358803894479.post-86050529884474947</id><published>2011-01-28T15:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T16:16:36.490-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2010 Chrismas Part 2</title><content type='html'>Everything is out of order but Blogger isn't the easiest when it comes to setting the pictures and videos up. So here is the rest of the trip in no specific order.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grandpa with Micah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gMxSn-DAOkk/TUNZwrEIVwI/AAAAAAAACIs/FgLF3D7suMk/s1600/2010-12-22%2B20.29.21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gMxSn-DAOkk/TUNZwrEIVwI/AAAAAAAACIs/FgLF3D7suMk/s400/2010-12-22%2B20.29.21.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567392257088706306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We brought the Wii and some games Josh and Erin let us borrow. The kids loved it...and so did Sarah. (Thanks Josh and Erin!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gMxSn-DAOkk/TUNZwAANCnI/AAAAAAAACIc/GH3xeancEqw/s400/2010-12-22%2B20.20.26.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567392245529512562" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gMxSn-DAOkk/TUNZwGH3y2I/AAAAAAAACIU/E8HBboR2gIU/s400/2010-12-22%2B20.26.49.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567392247172287330" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gMxSn-DAOkk/TUNZv4PTB7I/AAAAAAAACIM/zKEr4KW5LDg/s400/2010-12-22%2B20.20.02.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567392243445335986" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We got some family pics right before we left. Here are my Mom and Dad with all the grand kids. My man Kaleo was not happy with grandpa for some reason, but then he cheered up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gMxSn-DAOkk/TUNNe5i-BsI/AAAAAAAACHo/eG7iE1je6Vg/s400/Christmas%2B2010%2BAZ%2B129.jpg" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567378757598971586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gMxSn-DAOkk/TUNNfOmlgTI/AAAAAAAACHw/m2THcCmxMxY/s400/Christmas%2B2010%2BAZ%2B130.jpg" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567378763251286322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here we have Sarah, Micah, Noa and I. My sister Sonya and Jordan. Mom, Dad, and Mailelagi. Keola, Talia, Anita and happy boy Kaleo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gMxSn-DAOkk/TUNNPqC4ZOI/AAAAAAAACHg/FoBApsYnHK8/s400/Christmas%2B2010%2BAZ%2B123.jpg" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567378495739815138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is for my sisters. We forgot to get a pic of this before we left so this is what Micah looked like with his Santa outfit...he might be cursed wit da big head like daddy--we had to just sit the cap on his head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gMxSn-DAOkk/TUNNPJCLhUI/AAAAAAAACHY/LGM86jlAd8M/s400/Christmas%2B2010%2BAZ%2B090.jpg" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567378486878504258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was Christmas morning. Everyone had a blast. Here is Noa all excited for gifts. He opened his and I thinked helped everyone else with theirs...he's nice like dat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gMxSn-DAOkk/TUNNOz4oU6I/AAAAAAAACHQ/n1IhPQm8swA/s400/Christmas%2B2010%2BAZ%2B088.jpg" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567378481201304482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Noa's cousin Mai is such a hugger. She would pick Noa up, hug him, and kiss him all the time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gMxSn-DAOkk/TUNNOcMoS0I/AAAAAAAACHI/H8UpUKyojms/s400/Christmas%2B2010%2BAZ%2B087.jpg" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567378474842737474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gMxSn-DAOkk/TUNNOG1tm0I/AAAAAAAACHA/hvcRJWjubzE/s400/Christmas%2B2010%2BAZ%2B086.jpg" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567378469109472066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" border="0" /&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The night before the Christmas we had a baby Talia's baby blessing. Here is Talia with Sarah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gMxSn-DAOkk/TUNZwdbMOUI/AAAAAAAACIk/UBYkVwRBJUw/s400/2010-12-24%2B12.24.57.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567392253427333442" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We then had a dinner and later smores. The kids played with bubbles while we got the smores ready.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gMxSn-DAOkk/TUNMenaNVnI/AAAAAAAACG4/8BuWG-FnlkQ/s400/Christmas%2B2010%2BAZ%2B084.jpg" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567377653218760306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SMORE FACE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMxSn-DAOkk/TUNMeMHMktI/AAAAAAAACGw/TjdBan-XKCQ/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2BAZ%2B078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567377645891261138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMxSn-DAOkk/TUNMeMHMktI/AAAAAAAACGw/TjdBan-XKCQ/s400/Christmas%2B2010%2BAZ%2B078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kids in a smore trance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gMxSn-DAOkk/TUNMd6Xj8bI/AAAAAAAACGo/p04uRbw8dPM/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2BAZ%2B075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567377641128063410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gMxSn-DAOkk/TUNMd6Xj8bI/AAAAAAAACGo/p04uRbw8dPM/s400/Christmas%2B2010%2BAZ%2B075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kids, "Uncle can I have more smores...you're my favorite uncle."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me, "I know."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gMxSn-DAOkk/TUNMdpQnrSI/AAAAAAAACGg/GjkofcvSbJ4/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2BAZ%2B072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567377636535545122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gMxSn-DAOkk/TUNMdpQnrSI/AAAAAAAACGg/GjkofcvSbJ4/s400/Christmas%2B2010%2BAZ%2B072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took the kids to a jump place with a lot stuff too small for me to get on. But the kids had fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gMxSn-DAOkk/TUNMdNdJ-QI/AAAAAAAACGY/O40j_51Qylo/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2BAZ%2B068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567377629071931650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gMxSn-DAOkk/TUNMdNdJ-QI/AAAAAAAACGY/O40j_51Qylo/s400/Christmas%2B2010%2BAZ%2B068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grandpa with all the kids.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMxSn-DAOkk/TUNLwd7TciI/AAAAAAAACGQ/uvMH8M-_j7c/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2BAZ%2B071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567376860399235618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMxSn-DAOkk/TUNLwd7TciI/AAAAAAAACGQ/uvMH8M-_j7c/s400/Christmas%2B2010%2BAZ%2B071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just a lil drill I made Noa do to get ready to run da rock in football. It's never too early to train.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gMxSn-DAOkk/TUNLwNg32yI/AAAAAAAACGI/0vWjdeQna8Q/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2BAZ%2B063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567376855993408290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gMxSn-DAOkk/TUNLwNg32yI/AAAAAAAACGI/0vWjdeQna8Q/s400/Christmas%2B2010%2BAZ%2B063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gMxSn-DAOkk/TUNLvxMQF6I/AAAAAAAACGA/9R5YFwQAYp8/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2BAZ%2B052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567376848390723490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gMxSn-DAOkk/TUNLvxMQF6I/AAAAAAAACGA/9R5YFwQAYp8/s400/Christmas%2B2010%2BAZ%2B052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Action shot!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gMxSn-DAOkk/TUNLvpTD-7I/AAAAAAAACF4/t6MRr5j-rYQ/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2BAZ%2B043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567376846271806386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gMxSn-DAOkk/TUNLvpTD-7I/AAAAAAAACF4/t6MRr5j-rYQ/s400/Christmas%2B2010%2BAZ%2B043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gMxSn-DAOkk/TUNLvLH2TUI/AAAAAAAACFw/3jRd2v9kb8s/s1600/Christmas%2B2010%2BAZ%2B039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567376838171708738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gMxSn-DAOkk/TUNLvLH2TUI/AAAAAAAACFw/3jRd2v9kb8s/s400/Christmas%2B2010%2BAZ%2B039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well we ate a lot of good food and had a lot of fun. Thanks to my parents and sisters for the wonderful time. We miss you guys. I love my family very much. I grateful for them. Can't wait for the next trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359787358803894479-86050529884474947?l=theioanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/feeds/86050529884474947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359787358803894479&amp;postID=86050529884474947&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/86050529884474947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/86050529884474947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/2011/01/2010-chrismas-part-2.html' title='2010 Chrismas Part 2'/><author><name>Tau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11995376458592298486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gMxSn-DAOkk/TUNZwrEIVwI/AAAAAAAACIs/FgLF3D7suMk/s72-c/2010-12-22%2B20.29.21.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359787358803894479.post-8993054781269255555</id><published>2010-12-31T12:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T10:48:27.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas 2010 part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Come with us on our Christmas trip: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;(I thought I'd add in my two cents too. Hope you don't mind Tau, thanks for posting)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;First we drove down to Arizona in a blizzard! The drive is usually 10-12 hours,&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt; but it took us 18. It was coming down so hard that the first stretch that should've been 2 hrs took us 5 and we had to go 25 mph. Tau was white knuckling it the whole time. We tried to stop and get a hotel, but everyone else had the same idea and they were all full. We finally did find a place that had rooms, but the cars had what looked like 2 feet of snow on them. I convinced Tau that we had gotten this far and it would be better if we just finished driving through it so we wouldn't get snowed in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMxSn-DAOkk/TR5A1_haleI/AAAAAAAACD0/xrNDx9pGBCY/s1600/2010-12-21%2B07.40.48.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMxSn-DAOkk/TR5A1_haleI/AAAAAAAACD0/xrNDx9pGBCY/s400/2010-12-21%2B07.40.48.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;It was a good thing because we heard in the morning that they had gotten snowed in and cars were stuck. We got through the snow two hours later and it was smooth sailing from there. Poor Tau looked like a nervous wreck. He is our hero. &amp;nbsp;I would've been crying the whole time if I were the one driving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMxSn-DAOkk/TR5A19HyeKI/AAAAAAAACD8/FYDR86Lugio/s1600/2010-12-21%2B07.40.54.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMxSn-DAOkk/TR5A19HyeKI/AAAAAAAACD8/FYDR86Lugio/s400/2010-12-21%2B07.40.54.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;These pictures were taken by Tau, early morning at the better parts of the snow blizzard. The worst parts were in the night. You couldn't see 5 ft in front of you and Tau wouldn't have dared try and take pictures then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gMxSn-DAOkk/TR5A2OTXNyI/AAAAAAAACEE/D4FOUaQMV7o/s1600/2010-12-21%2B07.41.00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gMxSn-DAOkk/TR5A2OTXNyI/AAAAAAAACEE/D4FOUaQMV7o/s400/2010-12-21%2B07.41.00.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gMxSn-DAOkk/TR5A2mV53eI/AAAAAAAACEM/rmZ5pjlCK50/s1600/2010-12-21%2B07.41.06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gMxSn-DAOkk/TR5A2mV53eI/AAAAAAAACEM/rmZ5pjlCK50/s400/2010-12-21%2B07.41.06.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After we got passed all of the snow we stopped near Page, AZ to look at the dam and stretch our legs. Noa gave it a thumbs up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563635962132699106" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gMxSn-DAOkk/TTYBbh6CF-I/AAAAAAAACFI/whMqz-FS0ds/s400/Christmas%2B2010%2BAZ%2B030.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556951184534825506" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gMxSn-DAOkk/TR5BqQxiaiI/AAAAAAAACE0/twlMoA6DRzM/s400/2010-12-21%2B11.05.35.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556951181462804306" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gMxSn-DAOkk/TR5BqFVHF1I/AAAAAAAACEs/7MYkHm3KbV8/s400/2010-12-21%2B11.05.21.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px;" /&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556951171497038306" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gMxSn-DAOkk/TR5BpgNFkeI/AAAAAAAACEk/khRwuzgAoOA/s400/2010-12-21%2B11.04.58.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;Micah and Noa were great travel companions. Micah slept almost the whole time. It helped that we left in the middle of the night, but with Noa, we couldn't have done it without the dvd player and Baby Einstein.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556951164314941874" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gMxSn-DAOkk/TR5BpFcvebI/AAAAAAAACEU/tNaQY16X4Cc/s400/2010-12-21%2B10.57.08.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's another stop on our way. Panorama....not bad huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556957851753431522" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMxSn-DAOkk/TR5HuWGUweI/AAAAAAAACE8/0CZ8nPATfvg/s400/2010-12-21%2B11.47.46.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 167px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we took a ride on Route 66 stopping at a Diner, Drive-Inns, and Dives place we found online. Salsa Brava! Yes the salsa was crazy hot. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;This was my Christmas present from Tau. I love triple D and &amp;nbsp;drool constantly when I watch the show. I am always saying one day I want to take a road trip and visit all the places they feature. Well Tau listened. He actually found a few on the way for us to stop at, but the blizzard put our timing off so we just got to stop here. Still I think it's super cute that he remembered and made my "one day" a "today" and let us stop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563636519863199410" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMxSn-DAOkk/TTYB7_nWJrI/AAAAAAAACFY/3MlgYeeO82U/s400/Christmas%2B2010%2BAZ%2B035.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;The food was just as good as it looked on tv. I was in flavor burst heaven. Tau couldn't handle the heat :) but in all fairness, his dish made it so you couldn't taste anything after the first bite. Mine was more mild.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563636505231217874" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gMxSn-DAOkk/TTYB7JGz1NI/AAAAAAAACFQ/y2sS0bFD_qA/s400/Christmas%2B2010%2BAZ%2B034.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;18 hours later we arrived in Mesa, AZ. That was the trip down. Look for more about the rest of the trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: CENTER;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img align="middle" alt="Posted by Picasa" border="0" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" style="-moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; border: 0px none; padding: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359787358803894479-8993054781269255555?l=theioanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/feeds/8993054781269255555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359787358803894479&amp;postID=8993054781269255555&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/8993054781269255555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/8993054781269255555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-2010-part-1.html' title='Christmas 2010 part 1'/><author><name>Tau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11995376458592298486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMxSn-DAOkk/TR5A1_haleI/AAAAAAAACD0/xrNDx9pGBCY/s72-c/2010-12-21%2B07.40.48.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359787358803894479.post-5892718141876630798</id><published>2010-12-19T15:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T15:47:57.393-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twins!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Haha, I thought that might get peoples attention. Just wanted to share some photos with all those people wondering who Noa and Micah look more like.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&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/_K4UvcSbIalM/TQ6UJEPKBPI/AAAAAAAAByI/KGPf5UgEIhs/s1600/October.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TQ6UJEPKBPI/AAAAAAAAByI/KGPf5UgEIhs/s400/October.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Micah at 3 months and baby Tau.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TQ2-qiK_lqI/AAAAAAAAByA/qTs0FjS2KHU/s1600/November.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TQ2-qiK_lqI/AAAAAAAAByA/qTs0FjS2KHU/s400/November.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;Sarah at 5 months &amp;nbsp;and Micah at 3 1/2 months.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TQ6UO_Pvo2I/AAAAAAAAByM/oEDq2mXebXM/s1600/2010-10-06.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TQ6UO_Pvo2I/AAAAAAAAByM/oEDq2mXebXM/s400/2010-10-06.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;Noa and Tau. I love this one. Now I know where Noa gets all his facial expressions from.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: CENTER;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TQ6WsEJHCgI/AAAAAAAAByQ/TvGYw2X4178/s1600/Random+Pics.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TQ6WsEJHCgI/AAAAAAAAByQ/TvGYw2X4178/s400/Random+Pics.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;Noa and Sarah&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 may not look identical at the same ages as our kiddies, but I think if you look hard enough there are some similarities. What do you think? Any resemblance to one of us or a perfect mix of the two of us?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img align="middle" alt="Posted by Picasa" border="0" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" style="-moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; border: 0px none; padding: 0px;" /&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/6359787358803894479-5892718141876630798?l=theioanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/feeds/5892718141876630798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359787358803894479&amp;postID=5892718141876630798&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/5892718141876630798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/5892718141876630798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/2010/12/twins.html' title='Twins!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145714001713972710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TMNygMbtEDI/AAAAAAAABxU/0jFFkpjB5G4/S220/DSC_0370.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TQ6UJEPKBPI/AAAAAAAAByI/KGPf5UgEIhs/s72-c/October.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359787358803894479.post-2947728319199840855</id><published>2010-12-11T14:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T14:07:15.907-08:00</updated><title type='text'>testing</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_gMxSn-DAOkk/TQP2EGkzaOI/AAAAAAAACCk/JQXOKyafYDU/6357964677759957953.jpg'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_gMxSn-DAOkk/TQP2EGkzaOI/AAAAAAAACCk/JQXOKyafYDU/s400/6357964677759957953.jpg' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Just testing the android app for blogger. Ol pic from last year, Christmas at in laws.&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359787358803894479-2947728319199840855?l=theioanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/feeds/2947728319199840855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359787358803894479&amp;postID=2947728319199840855&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/2947728319199840855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/2947728319199840855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/2010/12/testing.html' title='testing'/><author><name>Tau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11995376458592298486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_gMxSn-DAOkk/TQP2EGkzaOI/AAAAAAAACCk/JQXOKyafYDU/s72-c/6357964677759957953.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359787358803894479.post-65365418850904375</id><published>2010-12-02T09:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T09:52:31.728-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MICAH!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMxSn-DAOkk/TPfUSs3WkJI/AAAAAAAAB0g/dqMvbvxeI6Q/s400/DSC06594.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546134883876114578" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh excuse me...I didn't know I had company.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gMxSn-DAOkk/TPfUhA4TbBI/AAAAAAAAB0o/8t4kg84QjjI/s400/DSC06595.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546135129766980626" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Howz it? I'm a lil serious cause you interrupted my hand sucking time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMxSn-DAOkk/TPfUorFSbCI/AAAAAAAAB0w/e_qN2-s92yA/s400/DSC06598.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546135261354814498" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm kidding...you so crazy...hahahaha. Let's be friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gMxSn-DAOkk/TPfVSQNtRZI/AAAAAAAAB1A/j2g_7LIzAXo/s400/DSC06604.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546135975696876946" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;RRRRRRRRR&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gMxSn-DAOkk/TPfU6bpU_KI/AAAAAAAAB04/2fTr3Cx-HTM/s400/DSC06603.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546135566448655522" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sorry....I thought you left.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gMxSn-DAOkk/TPfVndyIUyI/AAAAAAAAB1I/Zi37UOYFoTk/s400/DSC06615.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546136340116558626" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Micah in his car seat and slobber face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gMxSn-DAOkk/TPfV8vBHRSI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/xK3CrLtd958/s400/DSC06579.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546136705520059682" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The bouncer...BIG SWOLL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gMxSn-DAOkk/TPfWDigD51I/AAAAAAAAB1Y/l8TYroRpkE0/s1600/DSC06580.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gMxSn-DAOkk/TPfWDigD51I/AAAAAAAAB1Y/l8TYroRpkE0/s400/DSC06580.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546136822419285842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Noa loves his brother.&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 style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-8a5ee2698299ddfa" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8a5ee2698299ddfa%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331870311%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4B34C018FD00CB000E3862F1B9FE3AB12E5BB309.377B297EEA9CE960AA72E3A46EC2AE84F9431B3%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8a5ee2698299ddfa%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DM_RYCjsLK60dwnG9yi5DfJEb3qM&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8a5ee2698299ddfa%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331870311%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4B34C018FD00CB000E3862F1B9FE3AB12E5BB309.377B297EEA9CE960AA72E3A46EC2AE84F9431B3%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8a5ee2698299ddfa%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DM_RYCjsLK60dwnG9yi5DfJEb3qM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Micah with some laughs for Mommy. He is laughing a lot more now and louder. Just thought we'd share some of the joy we are having with this lil guy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359787358803894479-65365418850904375?l=theioanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/feeds/65365418850904375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359787358803894479&amp;postID=65365418850904375&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/65365418850904375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/65365418850904375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/2010/12/micah.html' title='MICAH!'/><author><name>Tau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11995376458592298486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMxSn-DAOkk/TPfUSs3WkJI/AAAAAAAAB0g/dqMvbvxeI6Q/s72-c/DSC06594.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359787358803894479.post-3626036265090706962</id><published>2010-11-24T14:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T01:45:10.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Costumes!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gMxSn-DAOkk/TO2ZsaYSxsI/AAAAAAAAAmU/TcK-q4lvgLo/s1600/2010-11-24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gMxSn-DAOkk/TO2ZsaYSxsI/AAAAAAAAAmU/TcK-q4lvgLo/s400/2010-11-24.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543255704637458114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We forgot to post about the kids costumes! Well Superman made an appearance several times during October. You can see some of his heroics here. Sarah was a cat and I tried for Clark Kent but nobody really got it...oh well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gMxSn-DAOkk/TO2Yk0p1CNI/AAAAAAAAAmM/tXIZMOYS79A/s1600/2010-11-242.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gMxSn-DAOkk/TO2Yk0p1CNI/AAAAAAAAAmM/tXIZMOYS79A/s400/2010-11-242.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543254474739747026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here you can see some of Superman's other sides that he only shows to those close to him. Especially his lil bro...Pumkin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;Happy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;Kissy face&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;Scared &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;Spaced out &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;Silly&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;Loving...what a guy. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gMxSn-DAOkk/TO2YHZto63I/AAAAAAAAAmE/JpqcvsdPBoY/s1600/2010-11-241.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gMxSn-DAOkk/TO2YHZto63I/AAAAAAAAAmE/JpqcvsdPBoY/s400/2010-11-241.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543253969291766642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then a Jet Li made an appearance during October to show us some of his moves. Let me take you through his crazy finishing move above:&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;First he lulls the opponent in to relaxing with his sweet smile.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Then a PUNCH TO DA FACE!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;KICK TO DA FACE!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A little spin...just to show off.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Another KICK TO DA FACE...with some attitude.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He then flexes on his opponent.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Then he realizes he's hungry...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Real hungry.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&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/6359787358803894479-3626036265090706962?l=theioanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/feeds/3626036265090706962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359787358803894479&amp;postID=3626036265090706962&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/3626036265090706962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/3626036265090706962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/2010/11/costumes.html' title='Costumes!'/><author><name>Tau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11995376458592298486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_gMxSn-DAOkk/TO2ZsaYSxsI/AAAAAAAAAmU/TcK-q4lvgLo/s72-c/2010-11-24.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359787358803894479.post-4106657975384514746</id><published>2010-10-22T22:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T22:37:32.027-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's official</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right everyone my wife gave me permission to start posting under my own name. I'm officially an author on our blog...what a proud day. And here are some photos of the boyz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;i&gt;They're brothers. They're happy and they're singing and they're colored...well Noa is. (Those are lyrics from a show I used to watch...The Wayans Brothers.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gMxSn-DAOkk/TMJxZvWejrI/AAAAAAAAAj0/LhMBslo2BZo/s1600/DSC06101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gMxSn-DAOkk/TMJxZvWejrI/AAAAAAAAAj0/LhMBslo2BZo/s320/DSC06101.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531107979385802418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Micah: Noa why is your head so big?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gMxSn-DAOkk/TMJwvYkSqiI/AAAAAAAAAjs/0uMrBP48wMY/s1600/DSC06106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_gMxSn-DAOkk/TMJwvYkSqiI/AAAAAAAAAjs/0uMrBP48wMY/s320/DSC06106.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531107251715222050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Micah: I'm not sure if I trust dis guy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMxSn-DAOkk/TMJv3K-FRLI/AAAAAAAAAjk/tL4bHKIrpAc/s1600/DSC06099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_gMxSn-DAOkk/TMJv3K-FRLI/AAAAAAAAAjk/tL4bHKIrpAc/s320/DSC06099.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531106285992625330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Are these guys really brothers? Yes and they are the best brothers. Noa looks out for Micah and Micah let's Noa poke him in the eyes...at least until we catch Noa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359787358803894479-4106657975384514746?l=theioanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/feeds/4106657975384514746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359787358803894479&amp;postID=4106657975384514746&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/4106657975384514746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/4106657975384514746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/2010/10/its-official.html' title='It&apos;s official'/><author><name>Tau</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11995376458592298486</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gMxSn-DAOkk/TMJxZvWejrI/AAAAAAAAAj0/LhMBslo2BZo/s72-c/DSC06101.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359787358803894479.post-1431723553149527186</id><published>2010-10-21T13:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T13:43:02.488-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's bowl, let's bowl, let's rock n roll</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TMCQpOtA_NI/AAAAAAAABwU/m8K9t4TxMK0/s1600/bowling+004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TMCQpOtA_NI/AAAAAAAABwU/m8K9t4TxMK0/s320/bowling+004.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Noa got a taste of the bowling alley the other night and is hooked.&amp;nbsp;The ball roller was a little to high so he got some help.&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="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TMCQ1a6I5dI/AAAAAAAABwY/q0b-t3_B6pg/s1600/bowling+014.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" nx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TMCQ1a6I5dI/AAAAAAAABwY/q0b-t3_B6pg/s320/bowling+014.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Classic bowling pose, I think he has&amp;nbsp;a future in the bumpers league.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TMCTxpHaNmI/AAAAAAAABwc/Kan6XkMfxY4/s1600/bowling+015.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TMCTxpHaNmI/AAAAAAAABwc/Kan6XkMfxY4/s320/bowling+015.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Mom and Noa all excited after breaking 100...that was their scores combined. I'm still proud of my family and we challenge any other fam to bring their game when we go bowling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TMCUUur3RnI/AAAAAAAABwg/lzcuSswxtWM/s1600/bowling+011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" nx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TMCUUur3RnI/AAAAAAAABwg/lzcuSswxtWM/s320/bowling+011.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Micah had so much fun watching his brother and Mom do their thang. He was really amazed with all of the lights and music. What a stud!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-39e5ac3b81e0b723" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D39e5ac3b81e0b723%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331870311%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D537541337AE7C9CDC57DDC9E3EFF08BDC7BF80E2.20A90F9F4AF440C2465A3FF68FEC490BA7AD7223%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D39e5ac3b81e0b723%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DAt7F4dC5rBhHbV48S6tyk_9VHp0&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D39e5ac3b81e0b723%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331870311%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D537541337AE7C9CDC57DDC9E3EFF08BDC7BF80E2.20A90F9F4AF440C2465A3FF68FEC490BA7AD7223%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D39e5ac3b81e0b723%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DAt7F4dC5rBhHbV48S6tyk_9VHp0&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; 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border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Little help people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359787358803894479-1431723553149527186?l=theioanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/feeds/1431723553149527186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359787358803894479&amp;postID=1431723553149527186&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/1431723553149527186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/1431723553149527186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/2010/10/lets-bowl-lets-bowl-lets-rock-n-roll.html' title='Let&apos;s bowl, let&apos;s bowl, let&apos;s rock n roll'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145714001713972710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TMNygMbtEDI/AAAAAAAABxU/0jFFkpjB5G4/S220/DSC_0370.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TMCQpOtA_NI/AAAAAAAABwU/m8K9t4TxMK0/s72-c/bowling+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359787358803894479.post-218293934867333593</id><published>2010-10-06T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T12:00:47.158-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Time</title><content type='html'>We went to Hee Haws last Monday and had a lot of fun despite the gloomy weather. It's starting to get cold this week so we had to bust out the sweaters. Most of the pics are of Noa because at almost 3 months Micah still hasn't started walking...he's a late bloomer I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TKy7mHtvHFI/AAAAAAAABvk/hrVtX2hOzBs/s1600/DSC06278.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TKy7mHtvHFI/AAAAAAAABvk/hrVtX2hOzBs/s1600/DSC06278.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TKy7mHtvHFI/AAAAAAAABvk/hrVtX2hOzBs/s400/DSC06278.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;"They think my tractors sexy." No Noa did not say that, it's a country song everybody.&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/_K4UvcSbIalM/TKy7mHtvHFI/AAAAAAAABvk/hrVtX2hOzBs/s1600/DSC06278.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TKy4yjMQFeI/AAAAAAAABvg/fBxnw6KtCL0/s1600/DSC06277.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TKy4yjMQFeI/AAAAAAAABvg/fBxnw6KtCL0/s400/DSC06277.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;&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;&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/_K4UvcSbIalM/TKy8661pTzI/AAAAAAAABvo/FhL7Mv2bj8E/s1600/DSC06279.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TKy8661pTzI/AAAAAAAABvo/FhL7Mv2bj8E/s400/DSC06279.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TKy9ObEJLdI/AAAAAAAABvs/EFY6O65D8UU/s1600/DSC06281.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TKy9ObEJLdI/AAAAAAAABvs/EFY6O65D8UU/s400/DSC06281.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;He did some bronco bucking. For all u city folk dats riding an untamed horse...but don't worry I stood right beside him for safety, what kind of parent do you think I am.&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/_K4UvcSbIalM/TKzAVJmqJ_I/AAAAAAAABvw/DmwejAV_vpg/s1600/DSC06290.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TKzAVJmqJ_I/AAAAAAAABvw/DmwejAV_vpg/s400/DSC06290.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;A little wheel barrel ride.&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/_K4UvcSbIalM/TKzAoZrxsdI/AAAAAAAABv0/ANoCRfmwVhw/s1600/DSC06293.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TKzAoZrxsdI/AAAAAAAABv0/ANoCRfmwVhw/s400/DSC06293.JPG" width="300" /&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;A big swing with a sweet sister who we don't know but cheered Noa on anyway. He has that affect on people, especially da ladies.&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/_K4UvcSbIalM/TKzEcBz4gEI/AAAAAAAABv4/PnS8LZjqBO0/s1600/DSC06285.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TKzEcBz4gEI/AAAAAAAABv4/PnS8LZjqBO0/s320/DSC06285.JPG" width="240" /&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;It aint a real farm experience unless you have a hay ride...so we did it. Got some candies too for "da Noa." Noa refers to himself in third person...yeah he's gettin ready for some kind of pro sport that's how they all talk.&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TKzFuom73oI/AAAAAAAABv8/JjgnVjKd0lM/s1600/DSC06294.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TKzFuom73oI/AAAAAAAABv8/JjgnVjKd0lM/s320/DSC06294.JPG" width="240" /&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;Lil Micah was bundled up in an animal looking thing. I think it was a bear. But he was nice and warm. We had some hot chocolate, donuts, and went on some slides - but didn't show the picture because my pants look funny in it. Then Noa picked out a pumkin. We could of got a big one for free but Noa wanted one his size. It was a fun night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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/6359787358803894479-218293934867333593?l=theioanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/feeds/218293934867333593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359787358803894479&amp;postID=218293934867333593&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/218293934867333593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/218293934867333593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/2010/10/family-time.html' title='Family Time'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145714001713972710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TMNygMbtEDI/AAAAAAAABxU/0jFFkpjB5G4/S220/DSC_0370.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TKy7mHtvHFI/AAAAAAAABvk/hrVtX2hOzBs/s72-c/DSC06278.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359787358803894479.post-8376292401464116845</id><published>2010-10-05T12:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T12:01:49.425-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: CENTER;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img align="middle" alt="Posted by Picasa" border="0" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" style="-moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; border: 0px none; padding: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Here are some family pics Clark took for us. Thanks Clark!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" 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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TKtx7IRGXQI/AAAAAAAABvY/c9sUDd7ZpWU/s1600/Tau's2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TKtx7IRGXQI/AAAAAAAABvY/c9sUDd7ZpWU/s400/Tau's2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;This beauty has been doing it for years. It's no surprise how she commands the attention of the camera and all present. Sarah Denise Ioane is the model of all models. Work it honey!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;table align="center" 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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TKti2Xy0g2I/AAAAAAAABvI/pJfRgjHJr98/s1600/Tau%27s1.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TKti2Xy0g2I/AAAAAAAABvI/pJfRgjHJr98/s400/Tau%27s1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Here is the newest model making his debut - Micah Manuia Ioane. Notice how he sports the white one-zy with the greatest of confidence. Not many men can pull off flashing the thighs. He's a manly, handsome lil guy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&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 class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TKtozfBSOHI/AAAAAAAABvQ/cvH3tkg5Frs/s1600/Tau's2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TKtozfBSOHI/AAAAAAAABvQ/cvH3tkg5Frs/s400/Tau's2.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Our next model is no stranger to the camera. Noa Tauailoto Ioane shows his versatility taking to the playground with some action shots. What a stud!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" 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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TKttti0zhFI/AAAAAAAABvU/8iVb1yDf5bw/s1600/Tau's1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TKttti0zhFI/AAAAAAAABvU/8iVb1yDf5bw/s400/Tau's1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Put these two lady killers together and watch out. Amazing how these two work the camera with ease. These guys are pros...not giving too much away but you do catch a smirk here and there. Some call them the unstoppable duo. Sarah and I are lucky to call them each...son.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" 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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TKt1V_Llx6I/AAAAAAAABvc/l9DAiJCjFV8/s1600/Tau's3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TKt1V_Llx6I/AAAAAAAABvc/l9DAiJCjFV8/s400/Tau's3.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Last but not least is the entire squad. The Ioane Family sets a high standard for family pics, except the dad...a t-shirt Tau...really. It's okay I can tease myself. But the rest of the splendid models more than make up for my wardrobe malfunction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Thanks again to Clark, he is da man and a great photographer. If you are interested in his skillz check him out -&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://clarkgoldsberryphotography.com/"&gt;http://clarkgoldsberryphotography.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359787358803894479-8376292401464116845?l=theioanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/feeds/8376292401464116845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359787358803894479&amp;postID=8376292401464116845&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/8376292401464116845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/8376292401464116845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/2010/10/family-pics.html' title='Family Pics'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145714001713972710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TMNygMbtEDI/AAAAAAAABxU/0jFFkpjB5G4/S220/DSC_0370.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TKtx7IRGXQI/AAAAAAAABvY/c9sUDd7ZpWU/s72-c/Tau&apos;s2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359787358803894479.post-5723992211642374563</id><published>2010-09-15T10:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T11:51:15.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Micah's Baby Blessing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TIvkn8LVafI/AAAAAAAABuk/CuaoBxEvdzA/s1600/DSC06010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TIvkn8LVafI/AAAAAAAABuk/CuaoBxEvdzA/s320/DSC06010.JPG" /&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;We had Micah's baby blessing in the RS room at 5pm, on August 29th.&amp;nbsp;&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/_K4UvcSbIalM/TIvlJ3DtZwI/AAAAAAAABu0/f90QvmcmPqo/s1600/September+2010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TIvlJ3DtZwI/AAAAAAAABu0/f90QvmcmPqo/s320/September+2010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was very nice to have a room filled with family and friends to share this special day with us. Thanks to everyone who came or sent their best wishes. We love you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" 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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TIvk6IBIHpI/AAAAAAAABus/ejcTrhBjgqc/s1600/baby+blessing.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TIvk6IBIHpI/AAAAAAAABus/ejcTrhBjgqc/s320/baby+blessing.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I don't know why, but I just love doing this. Aren't they cute :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359787358803894479-5723992211642374563?l=theioanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/feeds/5723992211642374563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359787358803894479&amp;postID=5723992211642374563&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/5723992211642374563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/5723992211642374563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/2010/09/micahs-baby-blessing.html' title='Micah&apos;s Baby Blessing'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145714001713972710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TMNygMbtEDI/AAAAAAAABxU/0jFFkpjB5G4/S220/DSC_0370.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TIvkn8LVafI/AAAAAAAABuk/CuaoBxEvdzA/s72-c/DSC06010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359787358803894479.post-8534543306554387127</id><published>2010-09-13T20:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T07:56:24.149-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Darn Mosquitos</title><content type='html'>So we just found out that Noa is allergic to mosquitos. He got bit at the park the other day and this is what happened.&lt;br /&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 class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TIvgFzChFnI/AAAAAAAABuM/YoktlmCXeIQ/s1600/IMAG0438.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TIvgFzChFnI/AAAAAAAABuM/YoktlmCXeIQ/s320/IMAG0438.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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 style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;We had to take him to the doctors to get an antibiotic shot because it got so bad. Luckily, Noa is still too little to understand why everyone was staring at him wherever we went so he was loving all the attention, especially from the little kids at McDonald's who needed to come in for a closer look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TIvgLDRvGmI/AAAAAAAABuU/O0bfeG-1f50/s1600/IMAG0440.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TIvgLDRvGmI/AAAAAAAABuU/O0bfeG-1f50/s320/IMAG0440.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;He actually saw these pictures and started laughing hysterically. He said "I funny" ... bless his heart. Hopefully he can carry that sense of humor with him into adolescence.&lt;/div&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359787358803894479-8534543306554387127?l=theioanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/feeds/8534543306554387127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359787358803894479&amp;postID=8534543306554387127&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/8534543306554387127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/8534543306554387127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/2010/09/darn-mosquitos.html' title='Darn Mosquitos'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145714001713972710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TMNygMbtEDI/AAAAAAAABxU/0jFFkpjB5G4/S220/DSC_0370.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TIvgFzChFnI/AAAAAAAABuM/YoktlmCXeIQ/s72-c/IMAG0438.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359787358803894479.post-1468945778106590195</id><published>2010-09-11T12:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T12:32:03.025-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How does that saying go?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Something like ... you don't have to worry when your kids are making noise, its the silence that means they're up to something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" 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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TIvVlD7EtPI/AAAAAAAABtw/HcHtcDcw88s/s1600/DSC05999.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TIvVlD7EtPI/AAAAAAAABtw/HcHtcDcw88s/s320/DSC05999.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Noa found the vitamin E jar. I found him hiding in a corner stuffing his mouth and hydrating his cheeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" 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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TIvVvrMNgHI/AAAAAAAABt4/p1wBZZ3cT-I/s1600/DSC06001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TIvVvrMNgHI/AAAAAAAABt4/p1wBZZ3cT-I/s320/DSC06001.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;How can you get mad and punish them when they are so cute and funny?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359787358803894479-1468945778106590195?l=theioanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/feeds/1468945778106590195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359787358803894479&amp;postID=1468945778106590195&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/1468945778106590195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/1468945778106590195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/2010/09/how-does-that-saying-go.html' title='How does that saying go?'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145714001713972710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TMNygMbtEDI/AAAAAAAABxU/0jFFkpjB5G4/S220/DSC_0370.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TIvVlD7EtPI/AAAAAAAABtw/HcHtcDcw88s/s72-c/DSC05999.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359787358803894479.post-3615937097341060701</id><published>2010-08-26T21:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T21:35:14.845-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Green Eggs &amp; Ham</title><content type='html'>Noa's diet usually consists of yogurt, cheese, lots of fruit, and fruit snacks. It's like pulling teeth to get him to eat anything else so we usually slip him protein shakes and tell him it's chocolate milk. The other morning, however, he woke up with a very healthy appetite and requested food from his favorite book. I was so excited. If he was really going to eat it, I'll make him whatever he wants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" 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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/THc8zAEIR6I/AAAAAAAABtc/4n-2JixG5CI/s1600/DSC05772.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/THc8zAEIR6I/AAAAAAAABtc/4n-2JixG5CI/s320/DSC05772.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Didn't know how to make ham green, plus green meat is just wrong.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&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;Noa was all smiles as he helped me cook the food and then we read his book while he happily stuffed his face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" 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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/THc8nr3M9vI/AAAAAAAABtU/f6tliivmEOY/s1600/DSC05771.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/THc8nr3M9vI/AAAAAAAABtU/f6tliivmEOY/s320/DSC05771.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The things we do to get our kids to eat&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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/6359787358803894479-3615937097341060701?l=theioanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/feeds/3615937097341060701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359787358803894479&amp;postID=3615937097341060701&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/3615937097341060701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/3615937097341060701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/2010/08/green-eggs-ham.html' title='Green Eggs &amp; Ham'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145714001713972710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TMNygMbtEDI/AAAAAAAABxU/0jFFkpjB5G4/S220/DSC_0370.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/THc8zAEIR6I/AAAAAAAABtc/4n-2JixG5CI/s72-c/DSC05772.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359787358803894479.post-5330097899245687723</id><published>2010-08-22T23:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T23:04:01.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who's Who?</title><content type='html'>Can you guess who is who in this picture? The age is about the same 17 days old and 7 days old. They're so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/THIOZjHRWyI/AAAAAAAABtE/Z78kGzPv5as/s1600/2010-08-22.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/THIOZjHRWyI/AAAAAAAABtE/Z78kGzPv5as/s400/2010-08-22.jpg" width="400" /&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/6359787358803894479-5330097899245687723?l=theioanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/feeds/5330097899245687723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359787358803894479&amp;postID=5330097899245687723&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/5330097899245687723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/5330097899245687723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/2010/08/whos-who.html' title='Who&apos;s Who?'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145714001713972710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TMNygMbtEDI/AAAAAAAABxU/0jFFkpjB5G4/S220/DSC_0370.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/THIOZjHRWyI/AAAAAAAABtE/Z78kGzPv5as/s72-c/2010-08-22.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359787358803894479.post-6432953010628278760</id><published>2010-08-18T16:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T09:42:00.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He's 2!</title><content type='html'>Yeah he made it to 2. Noa is growing up (8/8/08 that's easy to remember). We took him and his friend Warren (thanks Briggs and Rach) to the Children's Museum up in SLC. It was fun and hard to get them to move. After the museum we hit up McDonalds. They boyz had a lot of fun and were worn out, both sleeping in the car when we got back to Provo and Springville.&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/_K4UvcSbIalM/TG1eK3vXkFI/AAAAAAAABsg/BqMsk2L6kNQ/s1600/Noa%27s+bday.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TG1eK3vXkFI/AAAAAAAABsg/BqMsk2L6kNQ/s400/Noa%27s+bday.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We had a lot of fun that day and so did the kids. Micah didn't get too much in to it...he was sleeping.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359787358803894479-6432953010628278760?l=theioanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/feeds/6432953010628278760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359787358803894479&amp;postID=6432953010628278760&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/6432953010628278760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/6432953010628278760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/2010/08/hes-2.html' title='He&apos;s 2!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145714001713972710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TMNygMbtEDI/AAAAAAAABxU/0jFFkpjB5G4/S220/DSC_0370.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TG1eK3vXkFI/AAAAAAAABsg/BqMsk2L6kNQ/s72-c/Noa%27s+bday.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359787358803894479.post-8030689428611733873</id><published>2010-08-18T15:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T09:58:40.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah, he's a month old.</title><content type='html'>We put it on Facebook but are just now getting to blogging about him. Micah Manuia Ioane blessed our lives July 15, 2010 at 11:34 AM. He was 8pds 5oz and 20 inches tall (he's over 10pds now). Here are some pics of the lil man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TGxa6Qd5rKI/AAAAAAAABqQ/22um_VEs2Co/s1600/Baby+Micah+008.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TGxa6Qd5rKI/AAAAAAAABqQ/22um_VEs2Co/s320/Baby+Micah+008.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TGxa5pf3ZvI/AAAAAAAABqM/ForM62RGo48/s1600/Baby+Micah+003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TGxa5pf3ZvI/AAAAAAAABqM/ForM62RGo48/s320/Baby+Micah+003.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TGxa41Y3SRI/AAAAAAAABqI/c3TJtfG7Svw/s1600/Baby+Micah+014.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TGxa41Y3SRI/AAAAAAAABqI/c3TJtfG7Svw/s320/Baby+Micah+014.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TGxa69plyFI/AAAAAAAABqU/jwr_N_Uhzuc/s1600/Baby+Micah+012.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TGxa69plyFI/AAAAAAAABqU/jwr_N_Uhzuc/s320/Baby+Micah+012.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here are some more...cause we all know that's what da people want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TG1h6cLmWMI/AAAAAAAABso/36VMQbrYB6U/s1600/Tau%27s.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TG1h6cLmWMI/AAAAAAAABso/36VMQbrYB6U/s400/Tau%27s.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TGxbl5cP36I/AAAAAAAABqo/1RN0lo49Bks/s1600/DSC05872.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TGxbl5cP36I/AAAAAAAABqo/1RN0lo49Bks/s320/DSC05872.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;He sleeps a lot, but all newborns do...except at night. We love him. Sarah is doing a great job adjusting to two kids and I'm just amazed at the difference between having one versus two. Noa is a great big brother and I'm just along for da ride.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359787358803894479-8030689428611733873?l=theioanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/feeds/8030689428611733873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359787358803894479&amp;postID=8030689428611733873&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/8030689428611733873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/8030689428611733873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/2010/08/yeah-hes-month-old.html' title='Yeah, he&apos;s a month old.'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145714001713972710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TMNygMbtEDI/AAAAAAAABxU/0jFFkpjB5G4/S220/DSC_0370.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TGxa6Qd5rKI/AAAAAAAABqQ/22um_VEs2Co/s72-c/Baby+Micah+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359787358803894479.post-7218761466569021523</id><published>2010-05-17T13:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T13:33:55.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;I know it's super late, but I wanted to post some pictures from Easter. Noa got to go to two Easter egg hunts this year. It was a blast watching him carefully choose and collect just the right eggs as all the other kids ran wild around him. I guess quality not quantity is more important for some when it comes to Easter eggs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/S8KEXcNjoUI/AAAAAAAABW4/uX1BCbGs07s/s400/DSC05016.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459071236571373890" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Patiently waiting for the games to begin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/S8KEY44h4dI/AAAAAAAABXQ/-W6SQpyyoig/s400/DSC05022.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459071261447676370" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;His basket got to heavy for him so he had me carry it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/S8KEYHergsI/AAAAAAAABXA/_dKIVTobT5E/s400/DSC05030.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459071248185918146" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;The Brown, Holdcraft, and Ioane kids presenting their spoils.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/S8KGBUBG_DI/AAAAAAAABXg/qzR8686_yc4/s400/DSC05036.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459073055437814834" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Ya, Noa loves monkeys right now. He's a little obsessed. I credit this to Dora the Explorer's friend Boots.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/S8KEZSwOg-I/AAAAAAAABXY/fVq-rw2qVNw/s400/DSC05037.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459071268392174562" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Daddy helping collect eggs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/S8KEYQBGnUI/AAAAAAAABXI/BfWBHzqFkuc/s1600/DSC05045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/S8KEYQBGnUI/AAAAAAAABXI/BfWBHzqFkuc/s400/DSC05045.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459071250477784386" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Uda, Murdock, and Ioane kids with their loot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;Now that Noa gets the basket thing and understands what goes inside, I can't wait for Halloween. This year should be a lot of fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359787358803894479-7218761466569021523?l=theioanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/feeds/7218761466569021523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359787358803894479&amp;postID=7218761466569021523&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/7218761466569021523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/7218761466569021523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/2010/05/easter.html' title='Easter'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145714001713972710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TMNygMbtEDI/AAAAAAAABxU/0jFFkpjB5G4/S220/DSC_0370.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/S8KEXcNjoUI/AAAAAAAABW4/uX1BCbGs07s/s72-c/DSC05016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359787358803894479.post-1579100826231813533</id><published>2010-04-26T19:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T19:31:33.087-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Noa's Gymnastics Graduation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Noa graduated from his gymnastics class last month. They had a little performance to celebrate. My mom and Tau got off work early and surprised us when they came to watch. Noa was very excited to have an audience to show his new moves off to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/S8JbETGQ6zI/AAAAAAAABWg/OqnZHsIw_us/s400/DSC05006.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459025827730615090" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Here are some clips from that day. Enjoy. P.s. my favorite pic is the one at the end. That is the pose he does whenever he is preparing to jump.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=11224034&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=11224034&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/11224034"&gt;Noa's Gymnastic Graduation&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/user1197692"&gt;Sarah Ioane&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&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/6359787358803894479-1579100826231813533?l=theioanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/feeds/1579100826231813533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359787358803894479&amp;postID=1579100826231813533&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/1579100826231813533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/1579100826231813533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/2010/04/noas-gymnastics-graduation.html' title='Noa&apos;s Gymnastics Graduation'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145714001713972710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TMNygMbtEDI/AAAAAAAABxU/0jFFkpjB5G4/S220/DSC_0370.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/S8JbETGQ6zI/AAAAAAAABWg/OqnZHsIw_us/s72-c/DSC05006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359787358803894479.post-8256329904906272791</id><published>2010-04-18T19:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T19:57:06.642-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Photo: Sleep</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/S8JUIrCxKgI/AAAAAAAABVw/cWlCrDtAjiE/s1600/DSC05014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/S8JUIrCxKgI/AAAAAAAABVw/cWlCrDtAjiE/s400/DSC05014.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459018206296484354" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite things about motherhood is moments like this. How did I get so lucky to be trusted with such a sweet spirit. Noa brings so much joy to our lives. I am so grateful I get to be his mother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359787358803894479-8256329904906272791?l=theioanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/feeds/8256329904906272791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359787358803894479&amp;postID=8256329904906272791&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/8256329904906272791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/8256329904906272791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/2010/04/sunday-photo-sleep_18.html' title='Sunday Photo: Sleep'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145714001713972710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TMNygMbtEDI/AAAAAAAABxU/0jFFkpjB5G4/S220/DSC_0370.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/S8JUIrCxKgI/AAAAAAAABVw/cWlCrDtAjiE/s72-c/DSC05014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359787358803894479.post-3092261624007409352</id><published>2010-04-12T08:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T08:16:56.069-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heritage Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/S8JV370YuDI/AAAAAAAABWA/QqOAq-KSyMQ/s400/DSC04953.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459020117765044274" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Noa loves watching dances so for Heritage Week at BYU we took him to see luau since he was too young to go to the Living Legends show. His eyes were plastered to the stage and he would start cheering during the black outs as soon as he saw the dancers taking their places. I can't wait to get Noa dancing. I only hope when he's older he loves it as much as he does now. It can really open some doors for him.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/S8JV4SK-EzI/AAAAAAAABWI/4Ik-2cIVOdA/s400/DSC04973.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459020123765347122" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&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: left; "&gt;Later that week Tau and I got to go see Living Legends. The show gets better and better every time I see it. I am so glad I got to be a part of it. If they didn't take a chance on me I would have never met my sweet husband or felt the joy of sharing my testimony with so many wonderful people around the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/S8JV3Q4g-0I/AAAAAAAABV4/dIRHiwEyOgY/s400/DSC04974.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459020106239638338" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;LL goes to China this year with my brother, Jake, as the president. I know they're going to open many doors there for the gospel to be shared. I am so excited for them. That was the hardest part for me in letting go of the group. Now I have to be a good missionary on my own. Good luck in China Jake. Our prayers will be with you and the group.&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/6359787358803894479-3092261624007409352?l=theioanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/feeds/3092261624007409352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359787358803894479&amp;postID=3092261624007409352&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/3092261624007409352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/3092261624007409352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/2010/04/heritage-week.html' title='Heritage Week'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145714001713972710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TMNygMbtEDI/AAAAAAAABxU/0jFFkpjB5G4/S220/DSC_0370.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/S8JV370YuDI/AAAAAAAABWA/QqOAq-KSyMQ/s72-c/DSC04953.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359787358803894479.post-3366717962070024962</id><published>2010-04-11T15:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T15:53:50.884-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Photo: Lost &amp; Found</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;About a month ago I convinced Tau to take us ice skating for Family Home Evening. I was really excited to see what Noa thought of the ice. Parking was packed so Tau dropped us off to find a spot and Noa and I went to get the tickets. As we were walking in I set Noa down to hand the tickets over and looked up for one second to answer a question. When I looked back down, Noa was gone. The arena was shoulder to shoulder packed with people. I ran in and started to look for him. 10 minutes (an eternity) and many tears later someone found him playing in a corner. He didn't even miss us and was having the time of his life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had described Noa over the speakers and so after we found him I felt like everyone knew I was the bad mom who lost my son. My eyes were swollen from crying and Tau was a nervous wreck so we never got to actually skate. We grabbed a bag of popcorn, snapped this picture to blog about, and went straight home and held Noa until he fell asleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/S8JOvpkgdiI/AAAAAAAABVo/nVmLDrfEyu0/s400/DSC04942.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459012278846256674" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After this experience Noa now has a "leash" backpack which I said I would never get for my kids and I never let him down even when he is screaming if I know I can't watch him. I was not only scared I had lost my son forever, but that my husband would never forgive me. Luckily I married my prince charming. He was jumping over stair cases and walls like a super hero to find Noa and afterwards he didn't scold me for losing him or anything. He just put his arms around me and comforted me. We also had great friends there who helped us run around looking for Noa. Thanks Candice and Dayton, that meant the world to us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359787358803894479-3366717962070024962?l=theioanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/feeds/3366717962070024962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359787358803894479&amp;postID=3366717962070024962&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/3366717962070024962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/3366717962070024962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/2010/04/sunday-photo-lost-found.html' title='Sunday Photo: Lost &amp; Found'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145714001713972710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TMNygMbtEDI/AAAAAAAABxU/0jFFkpjB5G4/S220/DSC_0370.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/S8JOvpkgdiI/AAAAAAAABVo/nVmLDrfEyu0/s72-c/DSC04942.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359787358803894479.post-6939624121801158785</id><published>2010-03-01T20:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T20:07:00.314-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hawaii 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;At the beginning of February Tau had to go to Hawaii for work and I convinced him to let Noa and I tag along. We had a wonderful time there. It was nice to get out of the cold weather. The temperature was about 80 degrees everyday, but poor Tau had to work until it was dark so he never got to go enjoy the beach with us. I finally got him to stay with us the last day, but when we woke up it was stormy and rainy so the only water he got to touch was from the shower.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/S4loOgp3wTI/AAAAAAAABUk/HYkbyFJvCgY/s400/Hawaii+20108.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442996223146967346" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;We stayed at Turtle Bay Estates the first few days and then went over to Turtle Bay Hotel for the rest of the week. This was the view from our patio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/S4hSDtxZo4I/AAAAAAAABT0/4pY4OmzxCAI/s400/Hawaii+20103.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442690373457126274" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;They had nice pools and even a slide, but Noa wasn't very interested in getting in the water. After unsuccessfully trying to coax him into the kiddie pool, we headed back up to our hotel room. I guess Noa was tired of going up stairs or he just really wanted to enjoy the view because he sat down on the steps and wouldn't leave until I carried him the rest of the way up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/S4loLrGhzXI/AAAAAAAABUE/us91l2pWtf8/s400/DSC04668.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442996174411910514" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;We flew in late on a Friday so we didn't do much that night, but Saturday we got to go to the swap meet and then our friends Cam and Lohi Tuitele invited us to go to Chinatown with their kiddies Na'u and Iwi. Chinatown was celebrating Chinese New Year so we were able to try some good food and watch the parade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/S4loMfMRPjI/AAAAAAAABUM/s9bepnI0FnM/s400/Hawaii+20105.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442996188394634802" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Cam bought the kids those snap fireworks and Tau spent the rest of the time trying to stop Noa from chucking them at some older ladies across the street. The cute little baby boy above is Iwi. There were a lot of dragons in the parade and if you held up a dollar they would come and eat it out of your hand. Noa wasn't too sure about them, but he did like the other people who came and handed out candy.&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;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/S4loN1bigOI/AAAAAAAABUc/zXYT9ImC0Qg/s400/Hawaii+20107.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442996211544129762" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Tau and Lohi used Na'u and Noa's cute charm to see how much candy they could get. Every one was laughing so hard because we were collecting so much through them and we were the ones that got to eat it all. Mwahahaha. After awhile we forgot about it, but Noa didn't. He wanted some candy for his own so he held up his hands... who could resist, he collected more candy all by himself and so we let him eat those ones. So smart that one&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;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/S4loNACVs2I/AAAAAAAABUU/z-kMnpPRpeQ/s400/Hawaii+20106.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442996197211353954" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;After that we all headed back to Laie to watch Ha`, the Polynesian Cultural Center's new night show. It was great. Noa loved it and kept cheering and shouting Yay! These ladies next to him thought he was so cute that the rest of the show every time he cheered they would cheer with him and laugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/S4hSBR5h7WI/AAAAAAAABTc/_mGSaNTSqts/s400/Hawaii+2010.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442690331615292770" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Sunday we were headed to the temple for a fireside at the visitors center, but as we were walking through the parking lot, Noa puked all over Tau's white shirt and then 2 more times on the road. I made Tau wear my sweater home so he didn't have to drive around the temple shirtless. We think Noa had food poisoning because after that he was pretty happy. He had a fever until the next day, but no more puke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/S4hSC6tF1RI/AAAAAAAABTs/Lvd_IsdMovk/s400/Hawaii+20102.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442690359748842770" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Monday, Noa and I went to the Dole Plantation. He was happy just running around free so we didn't really pay to do anything. I love the stage he's in because he loves to explore. He went and stuck his head in the picture hole all by himself and then climbed on the bench and said cheese until I pulled out the camera and took his picture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/S4hSCNaNaoI/AAAAAAAABTk/86htndTh78A/s400/Hawaii+20101.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442690347590052482" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;He was fascinated with the koi fish. Those things are nasty. I can't imagine what would happen if you fell in. They're like piranas. Some guy bought Noa fish food and after that he wouldn't leave until I dragged him away. He kept begging food off people so he could feed the fish and the birds. In the top left pic, Noa got tired of running around so he just sat in the middle of the path until he felt like moving. I thought that was pretty cute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/S4hQRqJ3h2I/AAAAAAAABTU/BSJnJe8vbwI/s400/DSC04803.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442688413980919650" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Dinner was usually really late at night because Tau was working so much. Noa had a hard time with the schedule. He was kinda crazy at the restaurants. He got into a bad habit there of throwing fits until we'd prop up the ipod for him and let him watch Baby Einstein so we could eat in peace. Maybe not the best way to deal with him, but the places we ate at were kinda nice and not kid friendly, so I caved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/S4hQQtymzdI/AAAAAAAABTM/hmz5WGmsY2I/s400/DSC04799.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442688397777227218" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;The last two pics are at Haleiwa Joes. I don't think Noa wanted to be close to the fish sculptures. The dessert here was delicious. I forget what it was called, but it had a lot of chocolate. Yummo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/S4lqa5ejcVI/AAAAAAAABU0/fpIRyHQ0x4c/s1600-h/Hawaii+201010.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/S4lqa5ejcVI/AAAAAAAABU0/fpIRyHQ0x4c/s1600-h/Hawaii+201010.jpg" style="text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/S4lqa5ejcVI/AAAAAAAABU0/fpIRyHQ0x4c/s400/Hawaii+201010.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442998634992070994" style="text-align: left; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Lei Cummings at Tau's work hooked Noa and I up with tickets to walk around the PCC villages. Thanks Lei! We had an awesome time. Noa loved all of it and was such a good audience member that one guy even gave him a hat for his cheering. Noa wouldn't take it off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/S4lqZoBPrBI/AAAAAAAABUs/FraCeP_ku80/s400/Hawaii+20109.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442998613125868562" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;He liked it when they danced, but as you can see, wasn't too sure about getting close to the performers. I hope he will learn how to dance as he grows up. It opens so many doors, not to mention how fun it is too.&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;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/S4whPepyLoI/AAAAAAAABVE/yOBp3pUDnPQ/s400/Hawaii+20104.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443762599394160258" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I imagined our visits to the beach would be me chasing Noa around and trying to get him to stay out of the deep end of the water, but it was totally different. He didn't want to have anything to do with it. I stood in the water calling him to come swim with me, but he just sat in the sand. He was content to just eat it and throw it around and thats what he did. He got a huge kick out of burying his legs and then asking "wer de go?" (Baby talk for Where'd they go?). He even made a friend for a while until he chucked sand in her eyes. The middle left picture is Noa at the pool. He wouldn't get in there either. I would sit in the pool and he would leave me, climb up on his chair and sip his water until I gave up. Silly boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="white-space: pre; font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="white-space: pre; font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1HXv8N0pFRU"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Click here to see a clip of him enjoying the beach. Literally. My camera is broken so it blurs in and out. Sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/S4hQPALUn9I/AAAAAAAABS8/DSueL2Efdrc/s400/DSC04659.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442688368352993234" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Noa and I also spent a lot of time around campus. It was so nice being able to walk around and play on the grass. Noa loved it. He was running all around. He kept picking up flowers and sniffing them and petting the grass liked he'd never seen grass before. I guess it has been a long time for him. I can't wait for spring in Utah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/S4hQPyyyZlI/AAAAAAAABTE/fICvGc7Xsg4/s400/DSC04663.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442688381940295250" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;One night there was a bday party at the bowling ally. I couldn't get Noa to leave the window so I just sat down and waited, we had nothing else to do. 10 minutes later a lady finally came out and asked Noa if he was lost. I was sitting far away so I had to run over to get him, yelling "he's mine, sorry", as she was taking him inside. She looked at me like I had lost him. Doh. I felt like such a bad mom and I didn't even do anything wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/S4hQOEE-65I/AAAAAAAABS0/fgPoJh11Wh8/s400/DSC04655.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442688352220277650" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Eating macadamia nut ice cream from Seasiders. He's so happy :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/S4hSEWQvlrI/AAAAAAAABT8/5FXFavAJ6Fk/s1600-h/Hawaii+Feb+2010.jpg" style="text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/S4hSEWQvlrI/AAAAAAAABT8/5FXFavAJ6Fk/s400/Hawaii+Feb+2010.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442690384326006450" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Tau worked so hard and was worn out every night. He and Noa seemed to sleep a lot together. The bottom picture they didn't even get their shoes off. I just love my boys. They're so cute when they sleep :) It turned out to be a great week in Hawaii, filled with lots of fun and relaxing things to do. Thanks for bringing us with you Tau, it was the best Valentine's gift ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359787358803894479-6939624121801158785?l=theioanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/feeds/6939624121801158785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359787358803894479&amp;postID=6939624121801158785&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/6939624121801158785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/6939624121801158785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/2010/03/hawaii-2010.html' title='Hawaii 2010'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145714001713972710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TMNygMbtEDI/AAAAAAAABxU/0jFFkpjB5G4/S220/DSC_0370.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/S4loOgp3wTI/AAAAAAAABUk/HYkbyFJvCgY/s72-c/Hawaii+20108.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359787358803894479.post-8853907344954169523</id><published>2010-02-26T09:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T09:16:05.393-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Turning Toddler</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I think Noa's last haircut really solidified the fact that he's not a baby anymore. I thought I would be really sad, but this new stage has been an adventure and Tau and I are having a lot of fun watching Noa live life. Here are a few pictures of what he's been up to lately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/S4b8JzX3e9I/AAAAAAAABR0/BLrXP_v2WzE/s400/DSC04642.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442314445063158738" style="text-align: left; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;He has officially graduated to a toddler bed. At first we just put him in it at nap times and then when he stopped falling out of it and learned how to sleep the right way, we moved him to it at nights too. He used to stay in bed until I came and got him, but this morning he was knocking at his door saying "hi? ma?" over and over again. I couldn't help but laugh. I guess he's not afraid of falling out anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/S4b8MUTQrSI/AAAAAAAABSU/WwhYtBuGLJM/s400/DSC04925.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442314488261946658" style="text-decoration: underline; display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/S4b8Lpm1DrI/AAAAAAAABSM/TfDPVlHL9KQ/s400/DSC04924.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442314476801298098" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Just before we went to Hawaii the whole family got sick. Noa just wanted to lay around all day, but not with me. He wanted to be on his own couch. He is very "do it myself" lately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/S4b8LOGeqfI/AAAAAAAABSE/3LXle8VLSvQ/s400/DSC04922.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442314469417855474" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I got over my laziness and decided making cookies and memories with Noa for Valentines Day was worth the mess I'd have to clean up later. Now he wants to cook with me all the time. He has a little stool and stands on it or sits on the counter while I cook. He even helped me make mashed potatoes yesterday. The whole time saying "hot...hot" then he'd stick his hand in the potatoes, pop a fist full in his mouth, make a pained face, and tell me it was hot again. I guess they weren't too hot (thank goodness).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/S4b8KT0g_hI/AAAAAAAABR8/X6qMC_NiX3A/s400/DSC04645.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442314453773254162" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;He likes to help us clean the house too. Tau always lets him throw all the clothes in the washer when they do the laundry together... that's right my hubby does all the laundry :) Thanks Tau. We struggle to sweep together and when the vacuum goes on, Noa comes running and wants to sit on the front while I push it around. He likes to help with the trash too, mostly he'll carry it to the patio and before you can shut the door he brings it back in again. I just let him carry them around until he gets distracted with something else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/S4f_UHuOtVI/AAAAAAAABSc/wCx9oRjya2o/s400/DSC04931.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442599395835950418" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;He likes to watch evening sports with his daddy and cheers whenever a basket is made, but he also likes to watch American Idol with his mommy and claps and dances to the songs. If it's a song he really likes he'll even give them a "woo" as he waves his arms to the beat. Very funny. Sometimes the shows go late and I know we should have put him in bed already, especially when he lays on his hand (that's his sign for being tired), but it's just so nice when he sits still and cuddles with us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/S4f_V85L0jI/AAAAAAAABSs/E9hJH0drUGI/s400/DSC04941.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442599427288846898" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/S4f_VYDaJBI/AAAAAAAABSk/0tBvODdy618/s400/DSC04935.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442599417399616530" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;We recently rearranged his room. He has his own basket ball hoop and a ball hanging from the ceiling that he likes to hit with his bat and whatever else he can swing. Sometimes when he wakes up from his nap I can hear him in there cheering himself on after making a basket or hitting a good ball. He's such a boy. I love it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Well I guess this post was a bit wordier than I intended, but I just wanted to share all the fun things Noa's been up to lately. Hope you enjoyed.&lt;/span&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/6359787358803894479-8853907344954169523?l=theioanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/feeds/8853907344954169523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359787358803894479&amp;postID=8853907344954169523&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/8853907344954169523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/8853907344954169523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/2010/02/turning-toddler.html' title='Turning Toddler'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145714001713972710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TMNygMbtEDI/AAAAAAAABxU/0jFFkpjB5G4/S220/DSC_0370.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/S4b8JzX3e9I/AAAAAAAABR0/BLrXP_v2WzE/s72-c/DSC04642.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359787358803894479.post-7915141271812463566</id><published>2010-02-25T13:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T14:32:23.931-08:00</updated><title type='text'>President's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;On President's Day my sister, Rachel, and her family invited Noa and I to go to Jumpin Jacks (poor Tau had to work).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/S4bzPy0Xi1I/AAAAAAAABQU/5srzMfZ01iI/s400/DSC04917.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442304652388830034" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/S4b14YCbIsI/AAAAAAAABRU/ru8G-0XBYHk/s400/DSC04912.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442307548597920450" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/S4b13wOzr2I/AAAAAAAABRM/CqKy-mv80qw/s400/DSC04899.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442307537912442722" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/S4b0zqfqTjI/AAAAAAAABRE/wy-sRQreBWk/s400/DSC04910.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442306368141413938" /&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;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;We were so excited to get out of the house and to top it all off, Noa was free. Hooray! Good thing too because he was scared of all the bounce houses. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/S4bzRt7vORI/AAAAAAAABQs/WPvLMkqEBFk/s400/DSC04882.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442304685437303058" /&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;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;I was determined that he have fun so I sat in a bounce house with him. He wouldn't leave my side and eventually fell asleep. Oh well :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/S4b0yYb1IxI/AAAAAAAABQ0/Jd5uL56mGgE/s400/DSC04884.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442306346113639186" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/S4bzRCj0gCI/AAAAAAAABQk/gqXgoleJDmI/s400/DSC04906.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442304673794261026" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was a lot of fun spending time with family though, and I loved watching Noa play with his cousins. Thanks Rae and Ro for thinking of us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/S4b0y4Md44I/AAAAAAAABQ8/rAxtVRy2l30/s400/DSC04919.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442306354639135618" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/S4bzPZpIjcI/AAAAAAAABQM/oi7CVPW3hjE/s400/DSC04915.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442304645630823874" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359787358803894479-7915141271812463566?l=theioanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/feeds/7915141271812463566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359787358803894479&amp;postID=7915141271812463566&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/7915141271812463566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/7915141271812463566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/2010/02/presidents-day.html' title='President&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145714001713972710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TMNygMbtEDI/AAAAAAAABxU/0jFFkpjB5G4/S220/DSC_0370.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/S4bzPy0Xi1I/AAAAAAAABQU/5srzMfZ01iI/s72-c/DSC04917.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359787358803894479.post-785286551651132395</id><published>2010-01-19T18:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T20:46:37.949-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vegas Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/S1Z55_EnfGI/AAAAAAAABO0/hsJLfw_9B-Q/s400/DSC04639.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428660437932014690" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This weekend Tau and I had the opportunity to go to Las Vegas and meet up with Tau's wonderful parents. The hotel took great care of us while we were there and for that I will always think of them first when I need a place to stay in Vegas. The best part was that it was away from the strip so it didn't feel so dirty, but it was a close enough drive that we could still see all the things we wanted to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/S1Z2Tvcx4_I/AAAAAAAABOs/mGyZoNevRNI/s400/south+point.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428656482368480242" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were lucky to have Tau's cousin Fa and his wife Shannon hang out with us while we were out there too. They took us to see the new City Center on the strip. It was so nice. I don't know if it was because the building is brand new, or because engineers learned how to ventilate casinos better, but it didn't stink at all. The whole casino was a work of art. These pictures don't do it justice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Remind you of the terminator, anyone?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/S1Z_nkVYarI/AAAAAAAABPc/mLQABRIPCfA/s400/DSC04593.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428666718586694322" /&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;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Tau and his dad with the King. Elvis Cirque du Soleil is the casino's show.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/S1Z58VX29eI/AAAAAAAABPU/q-3CKMp_YLU/s400/DSC04598.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428660478278039010" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Noa had fun eating all of Grandma and Grandpa's gelato.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/S1Z57YlaGQI/AAAAAAAABPM/MFuI9V-c02E/s400/DSC04608.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428660461960304898" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Tau, Shannon, and Fa at the City Center&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/S1Z565jq8BI/AAAAAAAABPE/Z6oSpB1S-Z4/s400/DSC04610.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428660453631520786" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;They had an awesome waterfall outside and a miniature water show (not as huge as Bellagio's, but it will still stop you if you're walking by).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/S1aEG1xgudI/AAAAAAAABQE/FG6gntGZ4hw/s400/DSC04622.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428671653890537938" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Not a waste of kayaks. I think it's cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/S1aEGWyt2QI/AAAAAAAABP8/-4zDcYSqd-c/s400/DSC04619.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428671645574093058" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Exploring with Grandma. Yep, he's officially in his independent stage now. Help!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/S1aEF-p9INI/AAAAAAAABP0/hrWXqyR_hlw/s400/DSC04612.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428671639094894802" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Grandma and Noa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/S1aEEjP8JLI/AAAAAAAABPs/KJ-sdTLR_WE/s400/DSC04606.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428671614558151858" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Fa and Dad posing with Elvis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/S1aED9egb5I/AAAAAAAABPk/5PrnrqS0QUo/s400/DSC04602.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428671604418703250" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks to Mom and Dad for watching Noa. That night they stayed in with him so we could go see Avatar in 3D with Fa and Shannon. I was dragging my feet to go, but Wow!! That was a cool show. I wish I was 10 feet tall and had a cool pony tail.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/S1Z56Ws2w7I/AAAAAAAABO8/K9g2b7FCT10/s400/DSC04611.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428660444274803634" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Other stops included the outlet mall, Baja's Mexican Grill, Outback Steakhouse, and Garden Buffet ... yep, we pretty much just ate and ate and ate. I think I gained thirty pounds while I was out there, but it was a tasty 30 pounds so I guess I will just have to love the new appendages stuck to my hips and sculpted 6 pack as much as I loved the food :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was such a nice trip and we were so happy to be with family and just get away for a bit. Thanks again mom and dad, and Fa and Shannon for showing us a good time in Vegas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359787358803894479-785286551651132395?l=theioanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/feeds/785286551651132395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359787358803894479&amp;postID=785286551651132395&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/785286551651132395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/785286551651132395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/2010/01/vegas-weekend.html' title='Vegas Weekend'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145714001713972710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TMNygMbtEDI/AAAAAAAABxU/0jFFkpjB5G4/S220/DSC_0370.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/S1Z55_EnfGI/AAAAAAAABO0/hsJLfw_9B-Q/s72-c/DSC04639.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359787358803894479.post-4242661181111493788</id><published>2009-12-22T21:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T22:13:17.221-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Hair Cut</title><content type='html'>I know I am so behind on posting, but I just had to post a picture of Noa's new do. It was finally time to say good-bye to his scraggly hair which I guess only a mother could love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SzGyew5c1BI/AAAAAAAABOk/nXkt7yiUR5I/s1600-h/DSC04456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SzGyew5c1BI/AAAAAAAABOk/nXkt7yiUR5I/s400/DSC04456.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418308068295103506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I cried as Tau buzzed his wavy locks off and Noa giggled as the clippers vibrated on his head. It was so cute. He almost ended up with a mullet cuz we couldn't get him to stay still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SzGxLm9oFDI/AAAAAAAABOE/ZZcKeMWICVA/s1600-h/DSC04511.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SzGxLm9oFDI/AAAAAAAABOE/ZZcKeMWICVA/s400/DSC04511.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418306639699121202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It took a few days to get used to, but  I have decided I like it and he is still my little Noa, he just doesn't look like a baby any more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SzGxLRqhRII/AAAAAAAABN8/i5XpuW4tUV4/s1600-h/DSC04504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SzGxLRqhRII/AAAAAAAABN8/i5XpuW4tUV4/s400/DSC04504.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418306633981838466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SzGxKzIIE-I/AAAAAAAABN0/5l_yrtaekNs/s1600-h/DSC04502.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SzGxKzIIE-I/AAAAAAAABN0/5l_yrtaekNs/s400/DSC04502.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418306625784517602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SzGxMf7kZYI/AAAAAAAABOM/r9bMeSXBf-s/s1600-h/DSC04520.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SzGxMf7kZYI/AAAAAAAABOM/r9bMeSXBf-s/s400/DSC04520.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418306654991312258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SzGxMze6HdI/AAAAAAAABOU/itaJNpJcFJw/s1600-h/DSC04526.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SzGxMze6HdI/AAAAAAAABOU/itaJNpJcFJw/s400/DSC04526.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418306660239810002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SzGyeVSekPI/AAAAAAAABOc/4vjjWtWQ8X4/s1600-h/DSC04534.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SzGyeVSekPI/AAAAAAAABOc/4vjjWtWQ8X4/s400/DSC04534.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418308060883882226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha ha I was putting the pictures up for this post after I wrote it. I decided I &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; his new haircut. Wow did he have some crazy looking hair. My baby's all grown up... sniff...but what a cutie :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359787358803894479-4242661181111493788?l=theioanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/feeds/4242661181111493788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359787358803894479&amp;postID=4242661181111493788&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/4242661181111493788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/4242661181111493788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/2009/12/first-hair-cut.html' title='First Hair Cut'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145714001713972710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TMNygMbtEDI/AAAAAAAABxU/0jFFkpjB5G4/S220/DSC_0370.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SzGyew5c1BI/AAAAAAAABOk/nXkt7yiUR5I/s72-c/DSC04456.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359787358803894479.post-6771900425080944835</id><published>2009-11-04T11:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T22:59:29.661-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Bye Summer</title><content type='html'>As much as I love the changing colors of the leaves and light jacket weather, I'm dreading the coming cold and snow which means I'm trapped inside until next summer (thank goodness for hot chocolate and snowsuits). The colder it gets the more I daydream about our very warm and adventurous summer. Not only were we blessed to go to Hawaii and Canada this year and have Tau's family come out for Noa's birthday, but we also got to go out to California to see our niece, Taylor, get baptized, and to top it all off our friends invited us to stay on their house boat at Lake Powell. If you care to reminisce with me here are some pictures to keep you warm for the approaching cold months. You should be able to click on the pictures to enlarge them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;California Trip:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SvXBzSpqJgI/AAAAAAAABKs/oyPdE6Dmd_o/s1600-h/DSC03318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SvXBzSpqJgI/AAAAAAAABKs/oyPdE6Dmd_o/s400/DSC03318.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401436415024834050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Road Trip! So for Noa's first road trip, we decided to take him on a 10 hour drive to California. Just in case he (meaning we) didn't survive, we stopped and stayed in Las Vegas for two days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SvXP9Gu8puI/AAAAAAAABLs/xqQ6MARFWag/s1600-h/July+2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 309px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SvXP9Gu8puI/AAAAAAAABLs/xqQ6MARFWag/s400/July+2009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401451976787273442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Viva Las Vegas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SvXP-SPn2GI/AAAAAAAABL8/ktNab1aU6FI/s1600-h/July+20092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 309px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SvXP-SPn2GI/AAAAAAAABL8/ktNab1aU6FI/s400/July+20092.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401451997056981090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first night we just got to the hotel and crashed, but the next day we went to town. Noa was fascinated with all the lights and sounds. He really liked the glass thingys in the above picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SvXP9xqr-jI/AAAAAAAABL0/KLRrCGYX9lM/s1600-h/July+20091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 309px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SvXP9xqr-jI/AAAAAAAABL0/KLRrCGYX9lM/s400/July+20091.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401451988312128050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We wore the poor kid out, but through it all he stayed a happy baby. At night we took him to see the water show at the Bellagio. I thought he would really like it, but when ever the water shot up he screamed and cried. Oh well, he'll appreciate it when he's older.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SvXVZqbevhI/AAAAAAAABME/hgV5shYv8kI/s1600-h/July+20093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 309px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SvXVZqbevhI/AAAAAAAABME/hgV5shYv8kI/s400/July+20093.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401457964963773970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Las Vegas shows, especially Cirque du Soleil so I made Tau go to a timeshare thing with me so we could get this trip for free. That was before we had Noa so the only show we could see with him was Tournament of Kings at the Excalibur. I had seen it before, so it was fun for me to watch Tau's and Noa's reactions. We were put on the bad guys team and we kept cheering for him to beat all the good guys. Tau got so into it (booing and hissing), I couldn't help but laugh and Noa just looked at us both with a confused look. I was surprised that Noa didn't get scared with all the pyrotechnics and fighting.  I am usually only silly with Tau and Noa at home, but here we went crazy and I didn't have a self-conscious bone in my body. The food was horrible, the show ok for Vegas standards, but it was so much fun, definitely a good memory for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SvXXgTYEjKI/AAAAAAAABM8/GYy78uYEsjI/s1600-h/DSC03189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SvXXgTYEjKI/AAAAAAAABM8/GYy78uYEsjI/s400/DSC03189.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401460278057798818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got to California, my Aunt Karen and Uncle Robert kindly let us stay at their house. Sadly I never got a picture with them, but I am so grateful for their hospitality. We couldn't have made the trip without their help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SvXXfkiZf6I/AAAAAAAABMs/T_iyci5mZqw/s1600-h/DSC03164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SvXXfkiZf6I/AAAAAAAABMs/T_iyci5mZqw/s400/DSC03164.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401460265484648354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't get to see them very much since we were with Tau's family most of the time, but we did get one night where my sister, her hubby, my cousin Mark, his wife Erin, and their kids came over to have dinner and games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SvXVbvw_RGI/AAAAAAAABMk/2VhywGSrvHc/s1600-h/July+20097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 309px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SvXVbvw_RGI/AAAAAAAABMk/2VhywGSrvHc/s400/July+20097.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401458000755901538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Aunt made the best tacos, which I stole the recipe for and make all the time now, and Noa had a blast playing with his cousins. They are definitely not a shy bunch and kept making him laugh the whole night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SvXXfyB1WaI/AAAAAAAABM0/pbEJRzQClLU/s1600-h/DSC03166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SvXXfyB1WaI/AAAAAAAABM0/pbEJRzQClLU/s400/DSC03166.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401460269106157986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think he liked being around a bunch of boys since he's got only girl cousins close to his age at home. It was a really fun night and I was happy to see how much Mark's little family has grown and what a good group of kids they are. I hope Noa is as friendly and welcoming of others as they were to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Beach day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SvXVbKRKeoI/AAAAAAAABMc/Xw53uRHkTqQ/s1600-h/July+20096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 309px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SvXVbKRKeoI/AAAAAAAABMc/Xw53uRHkTqQ/s400/July+20096.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401457990690306690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Of course you can't go to Cali without going to the beach. Here's Noa making sure he stayed hydrated the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SvXP8CydCbI/AAAAAAAABLc/HhTpIzYG_Ig/s1600-h/DSC03139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SvXP8CydCbI/AAAAAAAABLc/HhTpIzYG_Ig/s400/DSC03139.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401451958548367794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last time Noa saw the ocean was in Hawaii and he cried every time the waves came towards him, but this trip he couldn't get enough...as long as his daddy was holding him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SvXP8Q-WQHI/AAAAAAAABLk/hcM5Y3sFGIs/s1600-h/DSC03144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SvXP8Q-WQHI/AAAAAAAABLk/hcM5Y3sFGIs/s400/DSC03144.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401451962356351090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably because I took him out when Tau wasn't watching. I am totally afraid of water, especially the ocean, and holding Noa, you know I didn't go very deep, but this freak wave came up behind me and I knew I couldn't jump over it. I braced myself and held tight to Noa. The wave hit so hard, I was doing somersaults and all I had of Noa was his little arm which I could feel spinning like we were trapped in a washer machine. I finally felt the sand and stood up. Poor Noa was so scared he didn't even cry. I jumped up, looked around to see if anyone saw us and ran back up to the chairs. We didn't get in the water the rest of the day, but that didn't stop Noa from enjoying the sand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SvXVaslDNCI/AAAAAAAABMU/C7n8UpuSCEw/s1600-h/July+20095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 309px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SvXVaslDNCI/AAAAAAAABMU/C7n8UpuSCEw/s400/July+20095.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401457982720652322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes, Noa has his face in the sand. It kept falling out of his hands when he tried to eat it so he decided to go right for the source. We had some pretty awesome diapers after the trips to the beach. Yummy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SvXVaJGvjkI/AAAAAAAABMM/WX9QKAEDPG4/s1600-h/July+20094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 309px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SvXVaJGvjkI/AAAAAAAABMM/WX9QKAEDPG4/s400/July+20094.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401457973198294594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The crew at Dave and Buster's. I think the big boys had more fun than the kiddos in the arcade. That is a sight to see, believe me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SveZYCSKHVI/AAAAAAAABNo/azc1mjTn-Z8/s1600-h/July+20098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 309px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SveZYCSKHVI/AAAAAAAABNo/azc1mjTn-Z8/s400/July+20098.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401954916263140690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our last night we went to the outlets and watched the fireworks from Lego Land. It was a wonderful trip. And I can't forget to mention the reason we went out... Taylor's baptism was very nice and they had such a wonderful program for her special day. I was so proud of her. She has such a sweet spirit and is always looking for ways to put a smile on others faces. We were so glad we were invited and got to share the day with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SvXXg4l6kfI/AAAAAAAABNE/-5rCPcds5eA/s1600-h/DSC03162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SvXXg4l6kfI/AAAAAAAABNE/-5rCPcds5eA/s400/DSC03162.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401460288047976946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noa is the best road tripper ever! I don't know how he'll be when he's older but for now, I would take him anywhere. We took on the full 10 hours on the way back and only stopped for gas. The only problem is that he is so good that we forgot to stop and change his diapers any other time so he and his chair usually ended up soaked at our gas stops. Even with two pairs of clothes in the diaper bag he still ended up in just his diaper by the end of the trip. Don't worry we have learned from our mistakes and remember to stop frequently now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lake Powell:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SvXB0qYUG-I/AAAAAAAABLE/fRPqPFT8rG0/s1600-h/Lake+Powell2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 309px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SvXB0qYUG-I/AAAAAAAABLE/fRPqPFT8rG0/s400/Lake+Powell2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401436438574406626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our friends the Stroshine's invited us to stay on their parents house boat for a few days. It was amazing. I had no idea what a house boat looked like, it's literally a house that floats. And this was a beautiful house. There were three levels, the living quarters (kitchen, living room, bedrooms) were on the first level. The second level was for hanging out, I guess, it had another kitchen, living area, and the captains chair. The third level was for sunbathing, feeling the wind in your hair and of course the totally awesome water slide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SvXCtqFeP4I/AAAAAAAABLU/RiQ9Q312ewE/s1600-h/Lake+Powell4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 309px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SvXCtqFeP4I/AAAAAAAABLU/RiQ9Q312ewE/s400/Lake+Powell4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401437417747922818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stayed at the docks for a few days until Captain Scott came and took us out on the lake. We anchored on some rocks and our friends taught us how to jet ski, surf, and wakeboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SvXByk3lOvI/AAAAAAAABKk/UWXiAx1dL2A/s1600-h/DSC03322.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SvXByk3lOvI/AAAAAAAABKk/UWXiAx1dL2A/s400/DSC03322.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401436402735201010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tau and I ended up drinking more of the lake than we wanted to, but we finally got up on the surf boards. You literally surf on the wave that the boat makes in the water. It is so fun. Tau was a pro at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SvHRcwtWXZI/AAAAAAAABI4/PmJ6UL3RrDg/s1600-h/DSC03335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SvHRcwtWXZI/AAAAAAAABI4/PmJ6UL3RrDg/s400/DSC03335.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400327720235589010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was too afraid to drive by myself so Heather always came out with me. She has been doing this for years and so at one time she had me hop on the other jet ski and she showed us how to do donuts. She said she and her sister would have competitions to see how long it took them to throw each other off the back. So much fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SvXCs0Y_QaI/AAAAAAAABLM/uBjEVLV2d5g/s1600-h/Lake+Powell3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 309px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SvXCs0Y_QaI/AAAAAAAABLM/uBjEVLV2d5g/s400/Lake+Powell3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401437403334263202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every night they had a theme for dinner and would decorate the boat and everyone would dress up. We had to leave early so we only got to see pirate night, but it was pretty cool. Tau didn't know you had to wear the costume the whole time you ate so he kept eating the hair in his wig and Rob had a wool hat on that kept him pretty sweaty. I couldn't help but laugh at them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SvXB0M7dEqI/AAAAAAAABK8/ci475fXRfNM/s1600-h/Lake+Powell1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 309px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SvXB0M7dEqI/AAAAAAAABK8/ci475fXRfNM/s400/Lake+Powell1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401436430668731042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was our first time to Lake Powell. We have driven over the bridge that passes it, but that's it. What a beautiful place. I think God made places like this so that we would remember Him and know that He's there for us. How can you not, when you are surrounded by so much beauty. It is so peaceful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SvXBz7G3geI/AAAAAAAABK0/pKazTas8Wa0/s1600-h/Lake+Powell.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 309px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SvXBz7G3geI/AAAAAAAABK0/pKazTas8Wa0/s400/Lake+Powell.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401436425884762594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our last day we took Noa out again on the jet skiis. He fell asleep the last time when he was in the middle so this time we put him up front, but it didn't work. I don't know if it's because of the shear terror or the wind in his face, but he was out. It was pretty cute. Even on the ski boats he would just burrow into my chest and fall asleep. It was a great trip and ending to our very crazy summer. We will miss the warmth and Noa already misses running around in just his diaper, but we are ready to face the snow and make memories with hot chocolate and sleds. Woohoo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359787358803894479-6771900425080944835?l=theioanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/feeds/6771900425080944835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359787358803894479&amp;postID=6771900425080944835&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/6771900425080944835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/6771900425080944835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/2009/11/good-bye-summer.html' title='Good Bye Summer'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145714001713972710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TMNygMbtEDI/AAAAAAAABxU/0jFFkpjB5G4/S220/DSC_0370.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SvXBzSpqJgI/AAAAAAAABKs/oyPdE6Dmd_o/s72-c/DSC03318.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359787358803894479.post-549652881391790163</id><published>2009-08-27T22:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T22:36:06.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A few words ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So... I need to come clean about something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/Spdqbxu8KEI/AAAAAAAABHw/TEhbA9sBzTY/s1600-h/DSC03221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/Spdqbxu8KEI/AAAAAAAABHw/TEhbA9sBzTY/s400/DSC03221.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374881705729206338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have been very troubled lately because my mommy keeps telling me I need to share with others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/Spdn_XdBmSI/AAAAAAAABG4/u7pD_acKZ8E/s1600-h/DSC00589.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/Spdn_XdBmSI/AAAAAAAABG4/u7pD_acKZ8E/s400/DSC00589.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374879018615150882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At first I was like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what is she talking about? I always share...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SpdqcfImk8I/AAAAAAAABH4/IWpVVclYWTc/s1600-h/DSC03412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SpdqcfImk8I/AAAAAAAABH4/IWpVVclYWTc/s400/DSC03412.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374881717916439490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then she showed me all the photos in the camera. Some would call it a "smile" and say I don't share them very much. In fact a lot of you have probably only seen me share faces like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SpdoApIY_VI/AAAAAAAABHI/geQH4q8eQBw/s1600-h/0-3months.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 309px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SpdoApIY_VI/AAAAAAAABHI/geQH4q8eQBw/s400/0-3months.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374879040540310866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It all makes sense now, so I thought I'd share with you what my mommy calls her "little treasures".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SpdqdA9il0I/AAAAAAAABIA/bucSjqDPI7w/s1600-h/DSC02981.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SpdqdA9il0I/AAAAAAAABIA/bucSjqDPI7w/s400/DSC02981.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374881726996846402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pay attention because I don't give these out very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SpdoBej5V-I/AAAAAAAABHQ/sd-DMaboM-w/s1600-h/Smiles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 309px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SpdoBej5V-I/AAAAAAAABHQ/sd-DMaboM-w/s400/Smiles.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374879054882756578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SpdoCHtnCuI/AAAAAAAABHY/SUcko-jViNs/s1600-h/Smiles1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 309px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SpdoCHtnCuI/AAAAAAAABHY/SUcko-jViNs/s400/Smiles1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374879065929353954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SpdqacXGMRI/AAAAAAAABHg/ZfyFebb1cS0/s1600-h/Smiles2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 309px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SpdqacXGMRI/AAAAAAAABHg/ZfyFebb1cS0/s400/Smiles2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374881682812186898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SpdqbLDnXGI/AAAAAAAABHo/lA9sV3usIlE/s1600-h/Smiles3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 309px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SpdqbLDnXGI/AAAAAAAABHo/lA9sV3usIlE/s400/Smiles3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374881695346941026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Did you get all that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SpdoAB8ZnKI/AAAAAAAABHA/Nk93g4U8ecM/s1600-h/DSC03414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SpdoAB8ZnKI/AAAAAAAABHA/Nk93g4U8ecM/s400/DSC03414.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374879030021037218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And she says I don't share&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/6359787358803894479-549652881391790163?l=theioanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/feeds/549652881391790163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359787358803894479&amp;postID=549652881391790163&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/549652881391790163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/549652881391790163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/2009/08/few-words.html' title='A few words ...'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145714001713972710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TMNygMbtEDI/AAAAAAAABxU/0jFFkpjB5G4/S220/DSC_0370.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/Spdqbxu8KEI/AAAAAAAABHw/TEhbA9sBzTY/s72-c/DSC03221.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359787358803894479.post-6581813346067868353</id><published>2009-08-24T06:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T07:27:26.637-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Noa's 1st Birthday</title><content type='html'>This last weekend we celebrated Noa's 1st Birthday. He was born 08-08-08. We can't believe it has already been a year! Time flies, and it sure has been an adventure. I put some slide shows of him growing up on the side bar if you want to take a look. Otherwise here are some pics from his bday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents couldn't be here for his party so on his actual bday they took him out to eat, got him a book, and took him to the park. His favorite thing to do is swing and when my mom was pushing him he started to fall asleep so she took him on some more exciting rides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SpKd61E9UpI/AAAAAAAABFw/R57pS8daqIk/s1600-h/1st+bday+blog+pics1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 309px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SpKd61E9UpI/AAAAAAAABFw/R57pS8daqIk/s400/1st+bday+blog+pics1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373530939412271762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The park was Discovery park in Pleasant Grove. It has a really great playground. My dad ran to every window of this castle to pose with Noa for a picture. They both thought that was pretty funny. It was fun hanging out with them and Noa enjoyed the one on one time with his grandparents. Thanks mom and dad for making his bday special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SpKd7b-dqQI/AAAAAAAABF4/VDDb8ZUBdIY/s1600-h/1st+bday+blog+pics.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 309px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SpKd7b-dqQI/AAAAAAAABF4/VDDb8ZUBdIY/s400/1st+bday+blog+pics.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373530949854013698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We held his party later in the month so Tau's family could come out. We went to Scera Park in Orem and had a BBQ. Tau and his cousin Rob were at the grill the whole time and I don't even know if they got to eat. Thanks guys, you rock! The food was delicious. We had teri burgers, teriyaki steak, bbq chicken, hot dogs, chop suey, taro, mac salad, craisin salad, fruits and veggies. Basically a lot of food. It was yummo. I really put Tau's family to work and they did a great job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SpKd9UT_LOI/AAAAAAAABGQ/jjJGmGDGRl8/s1600-h/DSC03437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SpKd9UT_LOI/AAAAAAAABGQ/jjJGmGDGRl8/s400/DSC03437.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373530982156545250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't actually get a picture of Noa eating his cake, but this is what he looked like afterwards. You can see the blanket he ate on. He destroyed the cake and had fun throwing it everywhere, but I think he only got two bites in his mouth. Yah, that was fun to clean up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SpKd79-tMMI/AAAAAAAABGA/qocDIanEtw4/s1600-h/1st+bday+blog+pics2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 309px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SpKd79-tMMI/AAAAAAAABGA/qocDIanEtw4/s400/1st+bday+blog+pics2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373530958981836994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After cake, we opened presents. Noa got spoiled. Thanks everyone. He loved all his toys and cried when we tried to load them in the car. One of his presents helps him to walk. He's been pushing it around the house ever since. I'm really excited to see if he'll be walking solo soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SpKd8zp8DZI/AAAAAAAABGI/A2m7ISGGTTI/s1600-h/1st+bday+blog+pics3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 309px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SpKd8zp8DZI/AAAAAAAABGI/A2m7ISGGTTI/s400/1st+bday+blog+pics3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373530973390245266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The adults set up a volley ball net and played into the evening, but Noa had seen enough excitement for the day. He finally fell asleep and had a nice little cat nap before we went home. It was a very nice party. Thanks to all those who came and celebrated with us. Also thanks for bringing things and helping out. We love you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SpKe0tlwqBI/AAAAAAAABGY/rVzdKv3ThNg/s1600-h/DSC03441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SpKe0tlwqBI/AAAAAAAABGY/rVzdKv3ThNg/s400/DSC03441.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373531933834782738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Birthday little Noa! Mommy and Daddy love you!&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/6359787358803894479-6581813346067868353?l=theioanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/feeds/6581813346067868353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359787358803894479&amp;postID=6581813346067868353&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/6581813346067868353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/6581813346067868353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/2009/08/noas-1st-birthday.html' title='Noa&apos;s 1st Birthday'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145714001713972710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TMNygMbtEDI/AAAAAAAABxU/0jFFkpjB5G4/S220/DSC_0370.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SpKd61E9UpI/AAAAAAAABFw/R57pS8daqIk/s72-c/1st+bday+blog+pics1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359787358803894479.post-7796880962437500934</id><published>2009-07-22T08:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T11:08:04.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3 Years and Counting</title><content type='html'>It's official! Tau and I have been married 3 years now. I get really excited just thinking about it. It seems that marriage gets better and better the longer we're together and though I didn't think it was possible to love someone more, I love Tau more and more every day. Thanks for being such a wonderful husband and father. I love you and am so excited to be married to you. I can't wait to experience more adventures with you and make more memories. Happy Anniversary Tau! Hope you enjoy taking a stroll down memory lane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dating Years and Growing Up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-484662f9c570dccc" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TMNygMbtEDI/AAAAAAAABxU/0jFFkpjB5G4/S220/DSC_0370.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359787358803894479.post-4571734484380827265</id><published>2009-07-21T11:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T12:27:39.095-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Canada!</title><content type='html'>We got to go to Canada to visit Tau's sister Sonya, for his cousins wedding and to visit his extended family a few weeks ago. Despite all the horror stories we hear about kids flying, Noa is a real champ at it. We just kept his tummy full and he was happy, we even snuck a few naps in on those 7 hr flights. The only problems we had were no changing tables in the bathrooms. I got peed on the way there and the way back and had no clothes to change into. Noa wore a lava lava like a toga and I was reminded how important it is to pack an extra pair of clothes for Noa and for me in the diaper bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SmYJWpaDFBI/AAAAAAAAA1o/fpuwOL8Nx78/s1600-h/blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 309px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SmYJWpaDFBI/AAAAAAAAA1o/fpuwOL8Nx78/s400/blog.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360982691108033554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot to take many pictures so I can't really show you how beautiful Canada is. When we went into old Montreal and when we walked around Sonya's little town I felt like we were in France because of the old buildings, cobblestone paths, little cafes, and of course all the French words around me. It was a very enchanting place. Here are two pictures from Tau's Aunt Diane's backyard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SmYJXv1VLOI/AAAAAAAAA14/SO-4Ci4-jd8/s1600-h/blog2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 309px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SmYJXv1VLOI/AAAAAAAAA14/SO-4Ci4-jd8/s400/blog2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360982710012947682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food was also very good. Poutine is a popular dish there. It is just fries with gravy and squeeky cheese on top. Its really good, especially when the fries are crispy. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SmYLi_iao4I/AAAAAAAAA2w/YivQRm2NBj4/s1600-h/poutine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 224px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SmYLi_iao4I/AAAAAAAAA2w/YivQRm2NBj4/s400/poutine.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360985102230397826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They also have Ketchup Potato chips which I think Lays should sell in the U.S. And of course you can't go to Canada without trying their maple syrup. It was delicious. We bought a bunch of cans home as souvenirs. Here in Utah it tastes the same as regular syrup, I guess it was all about being there that makes it so special. Smarties is their version of M&amp;amp;M's, my favorite candy though was the Cadbury carmel bars. Yummo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SmYLIAiXYEI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/72wEPJrFPfk/s1600-h/DSC02994.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SmYLIAiXYEI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/72wEPJrFPfk/s400/DSC02994.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360984638642151490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part of the trip wasn't the food though, it was meeting all of Tau's extended family and staying up late with his sister's hearing about how Tau was the favorite son ;) and how he got away with everything. I can't believe all the stories I had never heard before. I laughed so hard. His Aunt and Uncles even pulled out some photo books and we learned a lot about his family. Hooray for genealogy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SmYLHi3giaI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/er20rKgBN3Q/s1600-h/Canada+Trip.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 309px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SmYLHi3giaI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/er20rKgBN3Q/s400/Canada+Trip.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360984630677768610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We got to watch some arial fireworks thanks to Keola at Sonya's place and Aunt Diane and Uncle Serge had a sweet set up in their backyard so we didn't have to go anywhere else. It was nice because we were all just able to hang out, relax, talk story, and have fun and enjoy each other with no worries about doing anything else. Here are some pics of our activities:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SmYJYrGWfYI/AAAAAAAAA2I/ddyMLhdNgFI/s1600-h/blog4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 309px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SmYJYrGWfYI/AAAAAAAAA2I/ddyMLhdNgFI/s400/blog4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360982725922028930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SmYJYJZR5lI/AAAAAAAAA2A/qrgAZuFQb3Q/s1600-h/blog3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 309px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SmYJYJZR5lI/AAAAAAAAA2A/qrgAZuFQb3Q/s400/blog3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360982716874614354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SmYJXDbzWlI/AAAAAAAAA1w/NEWz8gtrAnw/s1600-h/blog1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 309px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SmYJXDbzWlI/AAAAAAAAA1w/NEWz8gtrAnw/s400/blog1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360982698094713426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This water was freezing cold, but the kids were determined to swim. Noa is mad at me for taking him out of the pool to early. He's a real daddy's boy nowa days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SmYLIxU_6SI/AAAAAAAAA2o/Iu2A-YPcqnE/s1600-h/DSC02966.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SmYLIxU_6SI/AAAAAAAAA2o/Iu2A-YPcqnE/s400/DSC02966.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360984651739425058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SmYLItB7kzI/AAAAAAAAA2g/QYfVpWVWYpc/s1600-h/DSC02863.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SmYLItB7kzI/AAAAAAAAA2g/QYfVpWVWYpc/s400/DSC02863.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360984650585707314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We tuckered the poor kid out and are about to do it again in Cali. He's such a good sport. Thanks to all of Tau's family for showing us a good time. We love you and miss you already.&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/6359787358803894479-4571734484380827265?l=theioanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/feeds/4571734484380827265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359787358803894479&amp;postID=4571734484380827265&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/4571734484380827265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/4571734484380827265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/2009/07/oh-canada.html' title='Oh Canada!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145714001713972710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TMNygMbtEDI/AAAAAAAABxU/0jFFkpjB5G4/S220/DSC_0370.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SmYJWpaDFBI/AAAAAAAAA1o/fpuwOL8Nx78/s72-c/blog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359787358803894479.post-4096927234348891830</id><published>2009-06-07T22:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T23:53:59.095-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cousins!</title><content type='html'>Noa loves playing with all his cousins. Here are some pics of him hanging out with the Holdcraft cousins when they came out to visit from Cali. It's so cute watching him play with them. He's so eager to fit in with the big kids and wanted to do everything they were doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/Siyo1WfEF0I/AAAAAAAAAvQ/2WdcXGPvbBs/s1600-h/Noa+068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/Siyo1WfEF0I/AAAAAAAAAvQ/2WdcXGPvbBs/s400/Noa+068.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344832492304340802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Noa and Lavi reading a book together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/Siyo183L7LI/AAAAAAAAAvg/wWUxseN_tCA/s1600-h/Noa+074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/Siyo183L7LI/AAAAAAAAAvg/wWUxseN_tCA/s400/Noa+074.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344832502606064818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makai showing Noa how to use a cell phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/Siyo1oRb6ZI/AAAAAAAAAvY/3YAR5ei1Wwc/s1600-h/Noa+069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/Siyo1oRb6ZI/AAAAAAAAAvY/3YAR5ei1Wwc/s400/Noa+069.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344832497079019922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taylor teaching Noa how to walk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;He also loves chilin with his Uda cousins. Here he is just vegging with Mason and Maile, watching cartoons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/Siyo2BiqY1I/AAAAAAAAAvo/avLxJtAab6A/s1600-h/Noa+089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/Siyo2BiqY1I/AAAAAAAAAvo/avLxJtAab6A/s400/Noa+089.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344832503862158162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/Siyo2hEbKYI/AAAAAAAAAvw/vCC8a8dNM38/s1600-h/Noa+090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/Siyo2hEbKYI/AAAAAAAAAvw/vCC8a8dNM38/s400/Noa+090.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344832512325265794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Brinley and Noa are just 1 month apart. I love it when they hang out because he always learns so many knew things. In these pics she could crawl and he coulnd't, but he was determined to learn after watching her get around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/Siyu8ZtNyII/AAAAAAAAAwQ/vfu7SBUjHV8/s1600-h/DSC01893.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/Siyu8ZtNyII/AAAAAAAAAwQ/vfu7SBUjHV8/s400/DSC01893.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344839210497853570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/Siyu8NmZ6rI/AAAAAAAAAwI/xltXtzSIOTc/s1600-h/DSC01969.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/Siyu8NmZ6rI/AAAAAAAAAwI/xltXtzSIOTc/s400/DSC01969.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344839207248063154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Teya, Mason, Maile, Noa, and Brinley at Thanksgiving Point&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/Siyu78vC0MI/AAAAAAAAAwA/m_LMS8v6PNk/s1600-h/DSC01949.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/Siyu78vC0MI/AAAAAAAAAwA/m_LMS8v6PNk/s400/DSC01949.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344839202720895170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the Zoo with Brooklyn, Mason, and Maile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/Siyu7X4N1FI/AAAAAAAAAv4/EGeGe21xrSk/s1600-h/Utah+Trip+131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/Siyu7X4N1FI/AAAAAAAAAv4/EGeGe21xrSk/s400/Utah+Trip+131.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344839192827253842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kaleo, Mai, and Noa when he's two months&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/Siyy1NFEkbI/AAAAAAAAAwc/dR0O-yjbf_8/s1600-h/K,M,N+UT+Oct%2708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/Siyy1NFEkbI/AAAAAAAAAwc/dR0O-yjbf_8/s400/K,M,N+UT+Oct%2708.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344843484895678898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;  Noa's very lucky to have so much family around. We can't wait to see how he'll be when we go out to Canada to play with Jordan, Mai, and Kaleo. It's been a long time since he's hung out with them. We are countin down the days. Whoopie!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359787358803894479-4096927234348891830?l=theioanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/feeds/4096927234348891830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359787358803894479&amp;postID=4096927234348891830&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/4096927234348891830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/4096927234348891830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/2009/06/cousins.html' title='Cousins!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145714001713972710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TMNygMbtEDI/AAAAAAAABxU/0jFFkpjB5G4/S220/DSC_0370.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/Siyo1WfEF0I/AAAAAAAAAvQ/2WdcXGPvbBs/s72-c/Noa+068.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359787358803894479.post-6877167532049784168</id><published>2009-06-01T18:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T18:57:59.464-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He's Mobile!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ee329427c804f04b" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dee329427c804f04b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331870311%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D71AFF3A63E94A968212C41A5DEBBC6E61B659D6A.6DD4D3866B9B18E51D940D0B7C07C2B201AE92DF%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dee329427c804f04b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DDimRpTaBXX0dFJNOx6r4czdd6XA&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dee329427c804f04b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331870311%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D71AFF3A63E94A968212C41A5DEBBC6E61B659D6A.6DD4D3866B9B18E51D940D0B7C07C2B201AE92DF%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dee329427c804f04b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DDimRpTaBXX0dFJNOx6r4czdd6XA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't think it would ever happen...but look out he's on the move. We've officially started baby proofing the house.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359787358803894479-6877167532049784168?l=theioanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=ee329427c804f04b&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/feeds/6877167532049784168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359787358803894479&amp;postID=6877167532049784168&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/6877167532049784168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/6877167532049784168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/2009/06/hes-mobile.html' title='He&apos;s Mobile!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145714001713972710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TMNygMbtEDI/AAAAAAAABxU/0jFFkpjB5G4/S220/DSC_0370.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359787358803894479.post-5869309108011347642</id><published>2009-05-24T14:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T16:03:27.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'>9 Months &amp; a Whole Bunch of Personality</title><content type='html'>Noa is 9 1/2 months now and his personality is really starting to come through. I am happy to say he is a lot like his dad - really laid back and chill for the most part.  He also loves to get into mischief and wants everything he can't have. His big thing right now is eating whatever we are eating and don't even think about taking it away from him even if he is making a big mess. Boy does he get mad. I wonder where he must have gotten his overdramatic side from. Here are a few pictures from the last two months. Hopefully you can see some of his personality through them. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/ShnDq6fVyiI/AAAAAAAAAtw/eii5etSatps/s1600-h/DSC02438.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/ShnDq6fVyiI/AAAAAAAAAtw/eii5etSatps/s320/DSC02438.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339513975247063586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                                                                    A little privacy please.                                                          &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/ShnC12RWfVI/AAAAAAAAAtg/MAAVcGlVpb8/s1600-h/DSC02333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/ShnC12RWfVI/AAAAAAAAAtg/MAAVcGlVpb8/s320/DSC02333.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339513063581580626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On guard!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/ShnDqpxZJ5I/AAAAAAAAAto/CrIhNa9jMSQ/s1600-h/DSC02304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/ShnDqpxZJ5I/AAAAAAAAAto/CrIhNa9jMSQ/s320/DSC02304.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339513970759378834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Noa eating watermelon. Cried when I tried to get all the seeds out so I just let him swallow them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/ShnC1QNeoWI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/RazMtoING_w/s1600-h/DSC02282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/ShnC1QNeoWI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/RazMtoING_w/s320/DSC02282.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339513053364789602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eating whole strawberries. He didn't want little pieces put in his mouth, he wanted the real deal. That was messy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He loves to snuggle everything including his parents (Hooray! I wonder if that will ever get old). If he can't snuggle us the next best thing is his animals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/ShnC1CUV2cI/AAAAAAAAAtI/kly2e32EI_4/s1600-h/DSC02223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/ShnC1CUV2cI/AAAAAAAAAtI/kly2e32EI_4/s320/DSC02223.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339513049635477954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This tiger was his best friend for awhile, but now it is a bear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/ShnC0vytn4I/AAAAAAAAAtA/iuFcIbPH8nU/s1600-h/DSC02209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/ShnC0vytn4I/AAAAAAAAAtA/iuFcIbPH8nU/s320/DSC02209.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339513044662591362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;He can't go to sleep without having something smother his face so when he starts crying we just put his bear or blankie on top of his face and he calms down, luckily he snores so I can make sure he's still breathing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/ShnA7Fcy9TI/AAAAAAAAAsc/0RGYEQCGLDg/s1600-h/DSC02238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/ShnA7Fcy9TI/AAAAAAAAAsc/0RGYEQCGLDg/s320/DSC02238.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339510954532205874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/ShnA671FQII/AAAAAAAAAsU/fvZuFGt_6qI/s1600-h/DSC02216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/ShnA671FQII/AAAAAAAAAsU/fvZuFGt_6qI/s320/DSC02216.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339510951949713538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We go on a walk every day and Noa soaks up all the sun. He may not sunburn like I do, but it never hurts to be cautious. He gets sprayed with suncreen, wears hats, and glasses and he's still darker than Tau and I combined (Not hard to do, I know, but I didn't have anything else to compare with).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/ShnA6XYf2lI/AAAAAAAAAsM/4onrUrwtBuU/s1600-h/DSC02197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/ShnA6XYf2lI/AAAAAAAAAsM/4onrUrwtBuU/s320/DSC02197.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339510942166145618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He laughs whenever I put anything on his head and he can play a mean game of peek-a-boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/ShnA6GYElAI/AAAAAAAAAsE/2RkiltC7e-M/s1600-h/DSC02187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/ShnA6GYElAI/AAAAAAAAAsE/2RkiltC7e-M/s320/DSC02187.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339510937600955394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes, that is a marshmallow on his face. I think my sugar tooth rubbed off on him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/ShnIYKvz8OI/AAAAAAAAAt4/X73EXaKdlWE/s1600-h/DSC02328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/ShnIYKvz8OI/AAAAAAAAAt4/X73EXaKdlWE/s320/DSC02328.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339519150751740130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/ShnA513IyII/AAAAAAAAAr8/lcSaoFKbvPA/s1600-h/DSC02168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/ShnA513IyII/AAAAAAAAAr8/lcSaoFKbvPA/s320/DSC02168.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339510933167851650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noa definitly likes boy things. He plays with swords, cars, longs sticks, and his favorite ... any kind of ball. Now that he is crawling he will throw his ball and chase it around the house over and over again. For a while this rubber ball had to go every where he went. That was before he knew how to throw. Now no balls are allowed on walks or in the car as the last ball he had flew out his car window while we were driving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now for a little story...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/ShnIYZcOafI/AAAAAAAAAuA/16ashwEFZuI/s1600-h/DSC02454.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/ShnIYZcOafI/AAAAAAAAAuA/16ashwEFZuI/s320/DSC02454.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339519154696120818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;      Ooo what have we here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/ShnIYxdudPI/AAAAAAAAAuI/rAYjcD8U3KE/s1600-h/DSC02456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/ShnIYxdudPI/AAAAAAAAAuI/rAYjcD8U3KE/s320/DSC02456.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339519161144866034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hey mom, I know that look.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                       Don't come any closer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/ShnJ0t9t1pI/AAAAAAAAAuo/NHlmXwLiGH0/s1600-h/DSC02463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/ShnJ0t9t1pI/AAAAAAAAAuo/NHlmXwLiGH0/s320/DSC02463.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339520740753266322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;         This is my toy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/ShnIZLfJ9FI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/qTOTQeU5yw8/s1600-h/DSC02460.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/ShnIZLfJ9FI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/qTOTQeU5yw8/s320/DSC02460.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339519168130184274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hey! Why'd you do that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/ShnIZd_5Y1I/AAAAAAAAAuY/rMbFMcNsNBY/s1600-h/DSC02461.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/ShnIZd_5Y1I/AAAAAAAAAuY/rMbFMcNsNBY/s320/DSC02461.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339519173099348818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                  Give it back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/ShnJ0cTF61I/AAAAAAAAAug/yzJsvaUaaHg/s1600-h/DSC02462.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/ShnJ0cTF61I/AAAAAAAAAug/yzJsvaUaaHg/s320/DSC02462.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339520736011086674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh, Thank you. I'm all better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/ShnJ03G2u8I/AAAAAAAAAuw/rlvEpEDHkv0/s1600-h/DSC02464.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/ShnJ03G2u8I/AAAAAAAAAuw/rlvEpEDHkv0/s320/DSC02464.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339520743207517122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just don't do it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hahaha that's so funny. I guess you had to be there... Can you tell I'm really bored. Tau and Noa are both sleeping and I have no one to play with. I guess that's a good thing since I'm finally blogging. Well I hope you enjoyed the pictures. Hopefully we will get a video of him crawling up soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/ShnA513IyII/AAAAAAAAAr8/lcSaoFKbvPA/s1600-h/DSC02168.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359787358803894479-5869309108011347642?l=theioanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/feeds/5869309108011347642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359787358803894479&amp;postID=5869309108011347642&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/5869309108011347642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/5869309108011347642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/2009/05/9-months-whole-bunch-of-personality.html' title='9 Months &amp; a Whole Bunch of Personality'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145714001713972710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TMNygMbtEDI/AAAAAAAABxU/0jFFkpjB5G4/S220/DSC_0370.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/ShnDq6fVyiI/AAAAAAAAAtw/eii5etSatps/s72-c/DSC02438.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359787358803894479.post-7017232241511938987</id><published>2009-05-19T10:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T11:05:52.875-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Puke Face</title><content type='html'>I know, it's been awhile. It takes me a long time to put a post together when I decide to do one so while you wait here is a little video from last night. Noa has a bulging eardrum/infection so he hasn't been feeling too good lately. This would make his third bath for the day after he puked all over the carpet, me, and himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/ShL0c-BM7JI/AAAAAAAAAow/sjPgakTu6BA/s1600-h/DSC02431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/ShL0c-BM7JI/AAAAAAAAAow/sjPgakTu6BA/s320/DSC02431.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337597286909013138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-58c5368ca57d255e" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D58c5368ca57d255e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331870311%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D56BD8E9C7786ED53FF0A3AF4B85D001A13D77DA3.27CB44B6B6508113CAF2FD0797348F6BDBA3470C%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D58c5368ca57d255e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DD1sM_18TLi12-quoneHf0wly00A&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D58c5368ca57d255e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331870311%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D56BD8E9C7786ED53FF0A3AF4B85D001A13D77DA3.27CB44B6B6508113CAF2FD0797348F6BDBA3470C%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D58c5368ca57d255e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DD1sM_18TLi12-quoneHf0wly00A&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359787358803894479-7017232241511938987?l=theioanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=58c5368ca57d255e&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/feeds/7017232241511938987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359787358803894479&amp;postID=7017232241511938987&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/7017232241511938987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/7017232241511938987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/2009/05/puke-face.html' title='Puke Face'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145714001713972710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TMNygMbtEDI/AAAAAAAABxU/0jFFkpjB5G4/S220/DSC_0370.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/ShL0c-BM7JI/AAAAAAAAAow/sjPgakTu6BA/s72-c/DSC02431.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359787358803894479.post-5691760334562107037</id><published>2009-04-09T10:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T10:16:19.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/Sd4sL_8yFcI/AAAAAAAAAks/LHzuGOCWiC4/s1600-h/noa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 290px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/Sd4sL_8yFcI/AAAAAAAAAks/LHzuGOCWiC4/s400/noa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322740394255062466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just got our family pictures done by my sister Becca's awesome friend Laurel. To see them go to her blog at &lt;a href="http://laurelphotography.com/scoop/?p=906"&gt;Laurel Photography&lt;/a&gt;. Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359787358803894479-5691760334562107037?l=theioanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/feeds/5691760334562107037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359787358803894479&amp;postID=5691760334562107037&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/5691760334562107037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/5691760334562107037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/2009/04/family-pics.html' title='Family Pics'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145714001713972710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TMNygMbtEDI/AAAAAAAABxU/0jFFkpjB5G4/S220/DSC_0370.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/Sd4sL_8yFcI/AAAAAAAAAks/LHzuGOCWiC4/s72-c/noa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359787358803894479.post-8227865767069241293</id><published>2009-03-31T11:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T14:25:51.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hawaii 2009</title><content type='html'>Tau "had" to go to Hawaii for work so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Noa&lt;/span&gt; and I decided to tag along with him. It was an amazing trip and we had so much fun. Thanks to all our family and friends out in Hawaii. It was sure great to see you all. Here are some of the highlights of our trip:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SdJmxgFD63I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/2EaQUkICdQI/s1600-h/Hawaii20092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 309px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SdJmxgFD63I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/2EaQUkICdQI/s400/Hawaii20092.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319427110488763250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we first got to HI we stayed in town at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Alamoana&lt;/span&gt; Hotel, then we stayed at Turtle Bay for five days, and the last three days we stayed with our friends Rachel and Brigham Jonson and their family. Every place we stayed was amazing. Here are some of the views we had from our windows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SdJmx8B2WOI/AAAAAAAAAjY/rS-WbWT3mh4/s1600-h/Hawaii20093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 309px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SdJmx8B2WOI/AAAAAAAAAjY/rS-WbWT3mh4/s400/Hawaii20093.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319427117991483618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first Sunday we were there it was Warren Johnson's 1st year birthday. It was so fun to watch him eat his b-day cake. At first he wasn't sure if he would get in trouble for getting dirty and then after a few tests and no scoldings, he dug in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SdJmyOCqfKI/AAAAAAAAAjg/CPW-BhOnECg/s1600-h/Hawaii20094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 309px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SdJmyOCqfKI/AAAAAAAAAjg/CPW-BhOnECg/s400/Hawaii20094.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319427122826738850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At first I don't think Warren was too sure about having &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Noa&lt;/span&gt; touch him, but after a little warming up and as long as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Noa&lt;/span&gt; wasn't in Rachel's arms, Warren and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Noa&lt;/span&gt; were like two peas in a pod. When ever &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Noa&lt;/span&gt; heard Warren, he wanted to be right by him. Here's a clip of him trying to tell Warren to come and play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SdJmxaET_5I/AAAAAAAAAjI/aEVdvhMkq3E/s1600-h/Hawaii20091.jpg"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-b05111a492a42186" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db05111a492a42186%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331870311%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4EF76C941B7B5EA922604B7006013FD3B7487E1A.1B12A8EDEC9FDAAC801936AFE1DBE406BBB3088B%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db05111a492a42186%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dsc7TxLOaercstjJWHDky6JKVJ9Y&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db05111a492a42186%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331870311%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4EF76C941B7B5EA922604B7006013FD3B7487E1A.1B12A8EDEC9FDAAC801936AFE1DBE406BBB3088B%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db05111a492a42186%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dsc7TxLOaercstjJWHDky6JKVJ9Y&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Warren would always come sit by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Noa&lt;/span&gt; and would use &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Noa&lt;/span&gt; as his pillow. It was like they were connected; if one fell asleep so would the other and if one wanted their bottle the other had to have theirs. They even cried at the same time for the last five minutes of one of our excursions because they were both so exhausted and hungry. Rachel and I just laughed because there was nothing we could do, but drive faster (I guess you had to be there).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SdJpOfuTg2I/AAAAAAAAAjw/ZfIfnxQjeQI/s1600-h/Hawaii20095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 309px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SdJpOfuTg2I/AAAAAAAAAjw/ZfIfnxQjeQI/s400/Hawaii20095.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319429807632778082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tau had work during the day so I just hung out with Rachel, but on one of his work days they treated us to the Polynesian Cultural Center (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;PCC&lt;/span&gt;). It was very fun to go see the changes they have made to their villages and show, however, I will not be taking my family there again until all the children are above the age of 6. It was a very long day for poor &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Noa&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SdJpPAFEYZI/AAAAAAAAAkI/uF6CkYygsm8/s1600-h/Hawaii20098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 309px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SdJpPAFEYZI/AAAAAAAAAkI/uF6CkYygsm8/s400/Hawaii20098.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319429816318189970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we were in Hawaii we got to see a lot of family too. My Uncle &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Kelton&lt;/span&gt;, Aunt Kathy, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Falon&lt;/span&gt;, and Auntie Florence let us come tour their warehouse and then took us to lunch at a Korean BBQ where we got to cook our own meat. Tau and I even ate cow tongue. They also took us to Costco to load up on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;caramacs&lt;/span&gt; and chocolate covered &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;macadamia&lt;/span&gt; nuts. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Yummo&lt;/span&gt;! Thanks Uncle &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Kelton&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SdJmxLp9FnI/AAAAAAAAAjA/MIqqI79P1yI/s1600-h/Hawaii2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 309px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SdJmxLp9FnI/AAAAAAAAAjA/MIqqI79P1yI/s400/Hawaii2009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319427105006360178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We also met up with Tau's Uncle and cousins and long time family friends &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Kimo&lt;/span&gt; and Annette. It was so nice to meet them and hear stories about Tau when he was a youngster. Thanks for showing us a good time in HI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other place we visited included the swap meet, roadside shrimp shops, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;matsumotos&lt;/span&gt; shaved ice, and the Punchbowl &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Cemetary&lt;/span&gt; ... very cool and historical ... Tau and I loved the trees there. It kind of reminded us of the tree of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SdJpOyN8OKI/AAAAAAAAAkA/c_P0ViM6W70/s1600-h/Hawaii20097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 309px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SdJpOyN8OKI/AAAAAAAAAkA/c_P0ViM6W70/s400/Hawaii20097.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319429812597307554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course you can't go to Hawaii without going to the beach. It wasn't the best weather while we were there, but we were determined to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SdJpOkvmjKI/AAAAAAAAAj4/FGV-WpCrDmc/s1600-h/Hawaii20096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 309px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SdJpOkvmjKI/AAAAAAAAAj4/FGV-WpCrDmc/s400/Hawaii20096.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319429808980397218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Noa&lt;/span&gt; hated the water, but he sure loved the sand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SdJqtAudnOI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/gBs6apjTbNg/s1600-h/Hawaii20099.jpg"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-3ff43d6f7904e5bd" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3ff43d6f7904e5bd%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331870311%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D49D272646ED5216BB2638225BBDB18D921C0E413.459453F3385E7CCB5F978F49FB1B6807FA651F80%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3ff43d6f7904e5bd%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dhn6nQzOoD3RblAJ_xt3_eltfb6k&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D3ff43d6f7904e5bd%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331870311%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D49D272646ED5216BB2638225BBDB18D921C0E413.459453F3385E7CCB5F978F49FB1B6807FA651F80%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D3ff43d6f7904e5bd%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dhn6nQzOoD3RblAJ_xt3_eltfb6k&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SdJpNzywd5I/AAAAAAAAAjo/T26OVig3-qo/s1600-h/Collages.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 309px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SdJpNzywd5I/AAAAAAAAAjo/T26OVig3-qo/s400/Collages.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319429795840292754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Mmm&lt;/span&gt; mm ... Finger &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;lickin&lt;/span&gt;' good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a little clip of us torturing him:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-9b738b9a1d84c322" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9b738b9a1d84c322%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331870311%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6E5213EA1A7B766E64C5C0A82449E23F7A6B6901.1F252FC054DEF0624209A03611EC6D6011890E9F%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9b738b9a1d84c322%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DidTG0AuxhOs4dri9abRBHWYyH_I&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9b738b9a1d84c322%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331870311%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6E5213EA1A7B766E64C5C0A82449E23F7A6B6901.1F252FC054DEF0624209A03611EC6D6011890E9F%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9b738b9a1d84c322%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DidTG0AuxhOs4dri9abRBHWYyH_I&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Since &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Noa&lt;/span&gt; didn't want to go in the water and Tau and I really wanted to go snorkeling we devised a plan to keep &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Noa&lt;/span&gt; safe. He thought it was pretty funny and we got to go see some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;fishies&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SdJ10CeJ7-I/AAAAAAAAAkk/FQ_N-bi0_70/s1600-h/DSC01783.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SdJ10CeJ7-I/AAAAAAAAAkk/FQ_N-bi0_70/s400/DSC01783.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319443646754975714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ha ha j/k were not that bad. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Noa&lt;/span&gt; was so traumatized from the water he fell asleep and our friends watched him while we went out. It was a very fun beach day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Noa&lt;/span&gt; really was a trooper. We took him everywhere and his schedule went out the window, not to mention jet lag. He had to learn to fall asleep where ever we were no matter what was going on and he got pretty good at it. He even slept through the entire &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;PCC&lt;/span&gt; night show and all the drumming. Learning how to be flexible and fall asleep anywhere really payed off on our way home. We ended up staying at the LAX airport for 10 hrs (voluntarily - free money rocks!) and we wouldn't have been crazy enough to do it if &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;Noa&lt;/span&gt; wasn't so good. He just slept on the floor of the airport with his daddy and watched Baby Einstein on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;ipod&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SdJmxaET_5I/AAAAAAAAAjI/aEVdvhMkq3E/s1600-h/Hawaii20091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 309px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SdJmxaET_5I/AAAAAAAAAjI/aEVdvhMkq3E/s400/Hawaii20091.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319427108875009938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all it was a great trip. I already wish I was back there. I know &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;Noa&lt;/span&gt; misses hanging out in just his diaper and his buddy Warren. I miss our friends too and I'm going to miss &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;Noa's&lt;/span&gt; curly top (the humidity made him look like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;Cramer&lt;/span&gt; on Seinfeld). This summer I got a pass to Seven Peaks in hopes of getting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;Noa&lt;/span&gt; to like cold water (I've spoiled him with hot showers). We'll see how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SdJ1z7u4TaI/AAAAAAAAAkc/n2osExrMlMw/s1600-h/DSC01752.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SdJ1z7u4TaI/AAAAAAAAAkc/n2osExrMlMw/s400/DSC01752.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319443644946075042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SdJqtAudnOI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/gBs6apjTbNg/s1600-h/Hawaii20099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 309px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SdJqtAudnOI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/gBs6apjTbNg/s400/Hawaii20099.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319431431399513314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359787358803894479-8227865767069241293?l=theioanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=3ff43d6f7904e5bd&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=9b738b9a1d84c322&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=b05111a492a42186&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/feeds/8227865767069241293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359787358803894479&amp;postID=8227865767069241293&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/8227865767069241293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/8227865767069241293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/2009/03/hawaii-2009.html' title='Hawaii 2009'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145714001713972710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TMNygMbtEDI/AAAAAAAABxU/0jFFkpjB5G4/S220/DSC_0370.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SdJmxgFD63I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/2EaQUkICdQI/s72-c/Hawaii20092.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359787358803894479.post-7327589078407951344</id><published>2009-03-27T18:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T18:53:24.217-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Peek-a-boo</title><content type='html'>I know it's been awhile. We just got back from Hawaii and I have lots of pics to post along with some videos. Until then, here is a litte something to hold you over (i.e. Bequita)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-d8d2eebbd3affa18" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd8d2eebbd3affa18%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331870311%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DD2A170577053935E50A865EC7D32DBB9102C394.5B68F7B66A2DABED6A7899DB1F1230B2E332FD1E%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd8d2eebbd3affa18%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DbTjm1iVBOSbjTTOLfXNor1s1UTA&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd8d2eebbd3affa18%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331870311%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DD2A170577053935E50A865EC7D32DBB9102C394.5B68F7B66A2DABED6A7899DB1F1230B2E332FD1E%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd8d2eebbd3affa18%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DbTjm1iVBOSbjTTOLfXNor1s1UTA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359787358803894479-7327589078407951344?l=theioanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=d8d2eebbd3affa18&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/feeds/7327589078407951344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359787358803894479&amp;postID=7327589078407951344&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/7327589078407951344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/7327589078407951344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/2009/03/peek-boo.html' title='Peek-a-boo'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145714001713972710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TMNygMbtEDI/AAAAAAAABxU/0jFFkpjB5G4/S220/DSC_0370.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359787358803894479.post-412947891980213754</id><published>2009-03-27T17:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T18:29:45.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Laughing Video</title><content type='html'>Some people couldn't access this video on vimeo so here it is on blogger. I hope it works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-7c9d880bbc022b5f" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D7c9d880bbc022b5f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331870311%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D60D58B0EF2417F6C5898B833988DE43B7E8F9BF9.42F28493656453BC35A151EC6824822D75412815%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7c9d880bbc022b5f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DLMa9qhvJhi5EpweaN6nBfT3CtH8&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D7c9d880bbc022b5f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331870311%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D60D58B0EF2417F6C5898B833988DE43B7E8F9BF9.42F28493656453BC35A151EC6824822D75412815%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7c9d880bbc022b5f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DLMa9qhvJhi5EpweaN6nBfT3CtH8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359787358803894479-412947891980213754?l=theioanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=7c9d880bbc022b5f&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/feeds/412947891980213754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359787358803894479&amp;postID=412947891980213754&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/412947891980213754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/412947891980213754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/2009/03/laughing-video.html' title='Laughing Video'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145714001713972710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TMNygMbtEDI/AAAAAAAABxU/0jFFkpjB5G4/S220/DSC_0370.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359787358803894479.post-6830820811552404903</id><published>2009-02-08T13:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T15:27:32.317-08:00</updated><title type='text'>6 Months Old</title><content type='html'>Noa's learning things so fast. I find myself not wanting to teach him new things just so I can enjoy his newborn stage a little longer. No matter how hard I resist though, my little guy is growing up. He is determined to be independent. I'm going to miss this stage, but I know the stages to come will be just as fun and exciting. Here are a few pictures from the last month and some of the new skills he has learned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SY9aJCzabqI/AAAAAAAAAgs/_yMqkxUREfU/s1600-h/DSC01278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SY9aJCzabqI/AAAAAAAAAgs/_yMqkxUREfU/s400/DSC01278.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300554397856198306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He likes to play dress up with mommy, when daddy isn't looking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SY9aIyH0TNI/AAAAAAAAAgk/beeujGOQ1eY/s1600-h/DSC01222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SY9aIyH0TNI/AAAAAAAAAgk/beeujGOQ1eY/s400/DSC01222.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300554393378376914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still waiting to find out if Noa gets his dads 20/20 or if he'll get to sport some sweet glasses like his mom for the rest of his life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SY9dNt_TU-I/AAAAAAAAAhE/Rpz9wfWipas/s1600-h/DSC01315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SY9dNt_TU-I/AAAAAAAAAhE/Rpz9wfWipas/s400/DSC01315.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300557776703149026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noa has learned how to be a self soother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SY9dN0h3OwI/AAAAAAAAAhM/o0NDMxBMlHI/s1600-h/DSC01325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SY9dN0h3OwI/AAAAAAAAAhM/o0NDMxBMlHI/s400/DSC01325.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300557778458721026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He can hold his own bottles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SY9dNakLI8I/AAAAAAAAAg8/ecEFbqyVlag/s1600-h/DSC01304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SY9dNakLI8I/AAAAAAAAAg8/ecEFbqyVlag/s400/DSC01304.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300557771489092546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is very possessive of his things and gets upset if you take them from him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SY9dNPeuHRI/AAAAAAAAAg0/dfYmTHEvFgk/s1600-h/DSC01290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SY9dNPeuHRI/AAAAAAAAAg0/dfYmTHEvFgk/s400/DSC01290.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300557768513428754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He loves to drink out of regular cups and sippy cups&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SY9aIvGr7sI/AAAAAAAAAgc/ENoTx6O6NKg/s1600-h/DSC01204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SY9aIvGr7sI/AAAAAAAAAgc/ENoTx6O6NKg/s400/DSC01204.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300554392568327874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Food is his new passion. He wants to eat whenever we eat and has decided he hates mom's milk now. Only food that he can feed himself with will do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SY9aIMNecfI/AAAAAAAAAgU/cG-K73wmsgU/s1600-h/DSC01202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SY9aIMNecfI/AAAAAAAAAgU/cG-K73wmsgU/s400/DSC01202.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300554383201563122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SY9WFbsD2AI/AAAAAAAAAgM/5ROD9QHNqdA/s1600-h/DSC01167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SY9WFbsD2AI/AAAAAAAAAgM/5ROD9QHNqdA/s400/DSC01167.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300549937770256386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;His favorite outfit is his birthday suit. We already have struggles when it comes to getting dressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SY9WFBKabPI/AAAAAAAAAgE/Ks4Jr9PaMQc/s1600-h/DSC01090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SY9WFBKabPI/AAAAAAAAAgE/Ks4Jr9PaMQc/s400/DSC01090.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300549930649808114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He's learned how to cheese for the camera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SY9WEw8TIiI/AAAAAAAAAf8/qwJRk9D7NzA/s1600-h/DSC01061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SY9WEw8TIiI/AAAAAAAAAf8/qwJRk9D7NzA/s400/DSC01061.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300549926295642658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He loves to stand and can even takes tiny steps when we hold his hands. No crawling or rolling to his tummy yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SY9WEszi0BI/AAAAAAAAAf0/VxES7HPlmac/s1600-h/DSC00939.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SY9WEszi0BI/AAAAAAAAAf0/VxES7HPlmac/s400/DSC00939.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300549925185179666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He's perfected his gangsta lean and even flashes signs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SY9WEeFLlbI/AAAAAAAAAfs/92sb0WTfZnQ/s1600-h/DSC01007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SY9WEeFLlbI/AAAAAAAAAfs/92sb0WTfZnQ/s400/DSC01007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300549921232623026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He always wants to be looking out. I can tell he takes in everything. He's always observing things, always learning. I've decided he's going to be the strong silent type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last, but not least, Noa has almost mastered sitting up on his own. Here is a video of him at his cousins birthday party. It's the longest he's ever sat up before. I think it's because he was distracted. He can't decide between his new toy or his fingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-8dc51cdd7fb5b8bd" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8dc51cdd7fb5b8bd%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331870311%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5942152384D8A186C9EB74C9E0732FF5D0529AB.3C1E548B21C3785E878D0AB4F9BF9ECA01AAEE7B%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8dc51cdd7fb5b8bd%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DeSNnTcKRtGevwq2lnjoVgB7uy6E&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8dc51cdd7fb5b8bd%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331870311%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5942152384D8A186C9EB74C9E0732FF5D0529AB.3C1E548B21C3785E878D0AB4F9BF9ECA01AAEE7B%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8dc51cdd7fb5b8bd%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DeSNnTcKRtGevwq2lnjoVgB7uy6E&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love him so much. Noa brings joy and laughter into our home and although we will miss his newborn stage. Tau and I can't wait to see what else he will teach us in the stages to come.&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/6359787358803894479-6830820811552404903?l=theioanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=8dc51cdd7fb5b8bd&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/feeds/6830820811552404903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359787358803894479&amp;postID=6830820811552404903&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/6830820811552404903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/6830820811552404903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html' title='6 Months Old'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145714001713972710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TMNygMbtEDI/AAAAAAAABxU/0jFFkpjB5G4/S220/DSC_0370.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SY9aJCzabqI/AAAAAAAAAgs/_yMqkxUREfU/s72-c/DSC01278.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359787358803894479.post-1322940421226279863</id><published>2009-01-22T13:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T11:47:37.284-08:00</updated><title type='text'>He's Laughing!</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0in; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 	{size:8.5in 11.0in; 	margin:1.0in 1.0in 1.0in 1.0in; 	mso-header-margin:.5in; 	mso-footer-margin:.5in; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} -&lt;/style&gt;I have been worried Noa wasn't laughing and smiling like the books say he's supposed to. Then I realized maybe he doesn't laugh because I don't really laugh around him. I'm sure babies learn how to laugh even if people don't laugh around them, but just in case I decided I would try harder to laugh so he could see what it's like. Slowly, but surely Noa has started to smile and laugh. And let me tell you it is to die for. I just love watching him grow up and learn new things. Here is a video of my efforts to get him to laugh. Embarrassing myself in front of him was worth it when I saw his Grandma Ioane telling him to go to bed and him laugh out because he thought she was hilarious. Now I play games on Tau, I will whisper stuff into Noa's ear (i.e. lets make daddy change your poopy diaper) and then give a sinister laugh and Noa will start laughing with me. When Tau hears us laughing he comes running into the room so he can be part of the joke. Little does he know he is the joke. Mwah ha ha! Just kidding babe ... Love ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=2925312&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=2925312&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/"&gt;Operation Laugh&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/user1197692"&gt;Sarah Ioane&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="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/6359787358803894479-1322940421226279863?l=theioanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/feeds/1322940421226279863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359787358803894479&amp;postID=1322940421226279863&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/1322940421226279863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/1322940421226279863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/2009/01/hes-laughing.html' title='He&apos;s Laughing!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145714001713972710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TMNygMbtEDI/AAAAAAAABxU/0jFFkpjB5G4/S220/DSC_0370.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359787358803894479.post-3155127746415602377</id><published>2009-01-22T12:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T13:03:09.137-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let it Snow!</title><content type='html'>Thankfully it hasn't been nearly as cold in Utah as it has been for my poor family in MN and IL, but we have had our fare share of snow. Noa is fascinated with it. He doesn't show his excitement as most babies do,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SXjdl9OQRUI/AAAAAAAAAfU/hqIJqVKGdgU/s1600-h/DSC00883.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SXjdl9OQRUI/AAAAAAAAAfU/hqIJqVKGdgU/s400/DSC00883.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294225006133265730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (he just looks dazed or in deep thought about it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;but I'm sure he is amazed at how smoke comes from his mouth or how cold his nose gets. One things for sure, being all bundled up in his oversized snowsuit really wares him out. He falls asleep every time I put him in it. Here are some pictures of us making snow angels and playing at the park, another time when we took him sledding at Rock Canyon Bowl, and just before we went on a walk to look at all the Christmas lights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SXjcfOvjNQI/AAAAAAAAAfE/fRHGzy3xkJg/s1600-h/4+month3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 309px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SXjcfOvjNQI/AAAAAAAAAfE/fRHGzy3xkJg/s400/4+month3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294223791065609474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SXjcfvPuAxI/AAAAAAAAAfM/Q6sRipjmc5E/s1600-h/5+month.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 309px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SXjcfvPuAxI/AAAAAAAAAfM/Q6sRipjmc5E/s400/5+month.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294223799790469906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359787358803894479-3155127746415602377?l=theioanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/feeds/3155127746415602377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359787358803894479&amp;postID=3155127746415602377&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/3155127746415602377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/3155127746415602377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/2009/01/let-it-snow.html' title='Let it Snow!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145714001713972710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TMNygMbtEDI/AAAAAAAABxU/0jFFkpjB5G4/S220/DSC_0370.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SXjdl9OQRUI/AAAAAAAAAfU/hqIJqVKGdgU/s72-c/DSC00883.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359787358803894479.post-1651706114050190197</id><published>2008-12-18T21:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T21:24:12.912-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bangs!!</title><content type='html'>Every once in awhile do you ever get the urge to do something crazy? I do. At least once a year I think ... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;man everyone looks so cute with bangs. I know they are annoying, but maybe when I cut them this time they will be better and I will look as good as everyone else. &lt;/span&gt;Tau always makes sure to remind me before I go to the salon not to come home crying to him afterward, and so I bring my tears to you oh great blog who won't tell me "I told you so"... Why!!? I do love them, but man, bangs are so high maintenance, especially when you have wavy hair. Now I remember why I grew them out in 7th grade. Oh well, when I actually take the time to do them it is pretty fun to get out of the house and feel sexy. Change is good, but thank goodness hair grows back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SUst61yIHSI/AAAAAAAAAeM/-izFRR68-OM/s1600-h/DSC00728.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SUst61yIHSI/AAAAAAAAAeM/-izFRR68-OM/s400/DSC00728.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281365476915027234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SUst7QGF22I/AAAAAAAAAeU/arl7lBKJRf0/s1600-h/DSC00726.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SUst7QGF22I/AAAAAAAAAeU/arl7lBKJRf0/s400/DSC00726.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281365483978087266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359787358803894479-1651706114050190197?l=theioanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/feeds/1651706114050190197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359787358803894479&amp;postID=1651706114050190197&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/1651706114050190197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/1651706114050190197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/2008/12/bangs.html' title='Bangs!!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145714001713972710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TMNygMbtEDI/AAAAAAAABxU/0jFFkpjB5G4/S220/DSC_0370.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SUst61yIHSI/AAAAAAAAAeM/-izFRR68-OM/s72-c/DSC00728.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359787358803894479.post-6793966906169931921</id><published>2008-12-18T19:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T21:05:36.625-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:browserlevel&gt;MicrosoftInternetExplorer4&lt;/w:BrowserLevel&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal  {mso-style-parent:"";  margin:0in;  margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:12.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1  {size:8.5in 11.0in;  margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in;  mso-header-margin:.5in;  mso-footer-margin:.5in;  mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1  {page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable  {mso-style-name:"Table Normal";  mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0;  mso-tstyle-colband-size:0;  mso-style-noshow:yes;  mso-style-parent:"";  mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt;  mso-para-margin:0in;  mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:10.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-ansi-language:#0400;  mso-fareast-language:#0400;  mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;    I have to say this year we had one of the most enjoyable Thanksgivings I can ever remember. Our family had a mini reunion to set the marker stone on my grandparents grave. My Uncle Kelton did a beautiful job making the headstone and we were able to listen to everyone share funny memories and valuable lessons learned from Grandma and Grandpa Uda. It was also nice to get to know our cousin Falon a little better and see all our other family from out of town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SUsd3r1Sh0I/AAAAAAAAAcg/drRRmN_XmYg/s1600-h/family.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SUsd3r1Sh0I/AAAAAAAAAcg/drRRmN_XmYg/s400/family.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281347830518286146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SUsd36aT3mI/AAAAAAAAAco/wrA0tM7LH-o/s1600-h/grave+site.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SUsd36aT3mI/AAAAAAAAAco/wrA0tM7LH-o/s400/grave+site.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281347834431659618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Becca did a great job putting together a talent show and even my hubby Tau got in on the action. The video of us dancing is on Youtube under Uda girl group dance (sorry Tau) if you haven't already seen it or want to see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SUsd33s_RxI/AAAAAAAAAcw/VLlEbp_Otqc/s1600-h/thanksgiving+dinner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SUsd33s_RxI/AAAAAAAAAcw/VLlEbp_Otqc/s400/thanksgiving+dinner.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281347833704695570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think Noa's favorite part was hanging out with his little cousins Brooklyn and Brinley. I am proud to say he's got his daddy's genes. He's definitely going to break 5'10. Whoopie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SUsgqAekuKI/AAAAAAAAAdY/c9WEFC74lCk/s1600-h/cousins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SUsgqAekuKI/AAAAAAAAAdY/c9WEFC74lCk/s400/cousins.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281350894076868770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SUskWjKmf0I/AAAAAAAAAds/trfF5hlfjyo/s1600-h/Halloween.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 309px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SUskWjKmf0I/AAAAAAAAAds/trfF5hlfjyo/s400/Halloween.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281354957837467458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I couldn't decide on a picture. They were all so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SUsjhmr2ufI/AAAAAAAAAdk/lpe5fGQPrjQ/s1600-h/DSC00705.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SUsjhmr2ufI/AAAAAAAAAdk/lpe5fGQPrjQ/s400/DSC00705.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281354048249182706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naomi got a bunch of us to sign up for the Orem City Turkey Trot on Thanksgiving morning. Kevin, Taber, and Becca placed, and Naomi came soon after. I ran with Noa and gave it my best. We didn't make the best time and I almost gave up, but thanks to Kevin yelling for me at the finish line I pushed my way to the end. Thank you Hanks family for getting my blood moving through my limbs.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SUsm7MmMSMI/AAAAAAAAAeE/PcTEIN_tkyM/s1600-h/Halloween1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SUsm7MmMSMI/AAAAAAAAAeE/PcTEIN_tkyM/s400/Halloween1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281357786457589954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SUsm66JVnuI/AAAAAAAAAd8/iWnJTwvRfqk/s1600-h/trot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SUsm66JVnuI/AAAAAAAAAd8/iWnJTwvRfqk/s400/trot.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281357781504728802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SUsm6pSVTEI/AAAAAAAAAd0/grqRIhJ8OsE/s1600-h/race.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SUsm6pSVTEI/AAAAAAAAAd0/grqRIhJ8OsE/s400/race.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281357776979053634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other fun memories were waking up at 5 a.m. on black Friday with my crazy sister Becca and Kevin to shop at Walmart ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SUsd4W26H3I/AAAAAAAAAdA/LruPjlsUZVY/s1600-h/girls+night+out.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SUsd4W26H3I/AAAAAAAAAdA/LruPjlsUZVY/s400/girls+night+out.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281347842067799922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the many sister dates, Twilight ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SUsd4F8dnZI/AAAAAAAAAc4/BHtlgRkT8BE/s1600-h/sisters.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SUsd4F8dnZI/AAAAAAAAAc4/BHtlgRkT8BE/s400/sisters.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281347837527694738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Late nights with the adults to play Settlers and Pounce (thanks mom and dad for listening out for Noa), Taking up an entire row and a half at church (ah the good ol' days)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SUsgpnlQOoI/AAAAAAAAAdI/fsf5dW9BnnM/s1600-h/game+night.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SUsgpnlQOoI/AAAAAAAAAdI/fsf5dW9BnnM/s400/game+night.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281350887393999490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the Tepanyaki date (thanks Becca and Taber) and all the other delicious desserts and food (yummo).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SUsgp6ZneEI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/WtpaeCds6FU/s1600-h/tepanyaki.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SUsgp6ZneEI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/WtpaeCds6FU/s400/tepanyaki.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281350892445464642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What a great Thanksgiving!&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/6359787358803894479-6793966906169931921?l=theioanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/feeds/6793966906169931921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359787358803894479&amp;postID=6793966906169931921&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/6793966906169931921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/6793966906169931921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/2008/12/thanksgiving.html' title='Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145714001713972710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TMNygMbtEDI/AAAAAAAABxU/0jFFkpjB5G4/S220/DSC_0370.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SUsd3r1Sh0I/AAAAAAAAAcg/drRRmN_XmYg/s72-c/family.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359787358803894479.post-6530339004690422638</id><published>2008-12-14T22:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T22:54:09.319-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SUX4n8dxW4I/AAAAAAAAAcA/8MYBcbbiprQ/s1600-h/DSC00596.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SUX4n8dxW4I/AAAAAAAAAcA/8MYBcbbiprQ/s320/DSC00596.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279899503291358082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For Halloween we dressed Noa up as a pumpkin and thought it would be fun to have a photo shoot with him sitting in a pumpkin patch. He was having fun with it until I thought it would be cute if we made him a little rounder. Boy was he mad when I shoved a stuffed tiger under his shirt, but it was worth it. Look how cute he looks plump...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SUX4oM70pKI/AAAAAAAAAcI/5kaV0XpIBqQ/s1600-h/DSC00602.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SUX4oM70pKI/AAAAAAAAAcI/5kaV0XpIBqQ/s320/DSC00602.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279899507712369826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SUX4pkusFHI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/y8QcaAi10LA/s1600-h/DSC00606.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SUX4pkusFHI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/y8QcaAi10LA/s320/DSC00606.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279899531279602802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so excited for Halloween this year because I finally had an excuse to go trick-or-treating again. Sadly no one would believe me that my little toothless one ate candy. Oh well, maybe next year he'll be big enough to score mommy a free bag of sweets. Yesss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SUX4qE71fdI/AAAAAAAAAcY/ihQC4PjXgf4/s1600-h/DSC00619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SUX4qE71fdI/AAAAAAAAAcY/ihQC4PjXgf4/s320/DSC00619.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279899539924680146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Don't ask what Tau and I were, we don't really know. Just wanted candy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359787358803894479-6530339004690422638?l=theioanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/feeds/6530339004690422638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359787358803894479&amp;postID=6530339004690422638&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/6530339004690422638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/6530339004690422638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145714001713972710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TMNygMbtEDI/AAAAAAAABxU/0jFFkpjB5G4/S220/DSC_0370.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SUX4n8dxW4I/AAAAAAAAAcA/8MYBcbbiprQ/s72-c/DSC00596.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359787358803894479.post-4545141541918515666</id><published>2008-12-14T21:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T22:19:55.893-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Fun</title><content type='html'>We were excited to have Tau's family come out for Noa's baby blessing. His mom, dad, and sister Anita came with her two kids: Mai and Kaleio. It was fun to have guests stay at our house for the first time although I'm afraid I wasn't the very best hostess (at the time I was still trying to figure out how to get anything done with a new baby).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tau's mom cooked a different recipe with me every night so I can start feeding my family properly (no more mac'n'cheese and cereal for dinner). I learned how to make some mean pork chops and beef stew. Yummo. We went shopping at Costco for the ingredients. Here you can see all three kids konked out at the same time. It was so cute ... and convenient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SUXvVHCE2CI/AAAAAAAAAa4/6ideouCMgIw/s1600-h/Noa%27s+Blessing+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SUXvVHCE2CI/AAAAAAAAAa4/6ideouCMgIw/s320/Noa%27s+Blessing+027.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279889284105820194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SUXvVXFiqfI/AAAAAAAAAbA/bmHWHkBPa0o/s1600-h/Noa%27s+Blessing+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SUXvVXFiqfI/AAAAAAAAAbA/bmHWHkBPa0o/s320/Noa%27s+Blessing+028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279889288415324658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On one of the days we took all the kids to Hee Haw's pumpkin patch. It was fun watching them run around and explore. I can't wait until Noa gets a little bit bigger so he can enjoy that stuff too. Here are some of the pictures from our outing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SUX0-W694AI/AAAAAAAAAb4/qW-dTkyXyMM/s1600-h/ioane+fam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SUX0-W694AI/AAAAAAAAAb4/qW-dTkyXyMM/s400/ioane+fam.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279895490303746050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mai and Kaleio were very nice to their new cousin. Especially Mai who even tried to teach him patty cake.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SUXvWg2FjGI/AAAAAAAAAbY/XqiIpjLcxlM/s1600-h/smile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SUXvWg2FjGI/AAAAAAAAAbY/XqiIpjLcxlM/s320/smile.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279889308214725730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SUX0df4kubI/AAAAAAAAAbg/polj6ESWjZ8/s1600-h/K,M,N+UT+Oct%2708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SUX0df4kubI/AAAAAAAAAbg/polj6ESWjZ8/s320/K,M,N+UT+Oct%2708.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279894925773945266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SUX0eNCrDlI/AAAAAAAAAbo/ICVjaR8OZVI/s1600-h/M+%26+N+UT+Oct%2708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SUX0eNCrDlI/AAAAAAAAAbo/ICVjaR8OZVI/s320/M+%26+N+UT+Oct%2708.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279894937895898706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359787358803894479-4545141541918515666?l=theioanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/feeds/4545141541918515666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359787358803894479&amp;postID=4545141541918515666&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/4545141541918515666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/4545141541918515666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/2008/12/family-fun.html' title='Family Fun'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145714001713972710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TMNygMbtEDI/AAAAAAAABxU/0jFFkpjB5G4/S220/DSC_0370.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SUXvVHCE2CI/AAAAAAAAAa4/6ideouCMgIw/s72-c/Noa%27s+Blessing+027.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359787358803894479.post-3540803161477874095</id><published>2008-12-14T19:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T21:26:58.368-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Noa's Baby Blessing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SUXRmxS-5KI/AAAAAAAAAag/GJUYrzN9Qm0/s1600-h/Noa%27s+Blessing+097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SUXRmxS-5KI/AAAAAAAAAag/GJUYrzN9Qm0/s400/Noa%27s+Blessing+097.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279856602159965346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Noa got blessed October 10th 2008 at grandma &amp;amp; grandpa Uda's house in Pleasant Grove. Here is a picture of him in the outfit grandma got for him. Thanks to everyone who came from out of town--grandma and grandpa Ioane, Auntie Anita, and Uncle Ray and Auntie Lauren. It was truly a special day.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SUXnmIMXqxI/AAAAAAAAAao/pb1G1G_tN54/s1600-h/Noa%27s+Blessing+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SUXnmIMXqxI/AAAAAAAAAao/pb1G1G_tN54/s320/Noa%27s+Blessing+024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279880780382186258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Grandma Uda, who cooked delicious chili and for letting us use her home. Noa enjoyed his day too. He got passed around the whole time until he finally passed out. Here are some pictures Munro took for us after the blessing. Thanks Ro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SUXoirTzVNI/AAAAAAAAAaw/B2ATbiuNVUk/s1600-h/baby+blessing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SUXoirTzVNI/AAAAAAAAAaw/B2ATbiuNVUk/s400/baby+blessing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279881820600751314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359787358803894479-3540803161477874095?l=theioanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/feeds/3540803161477874095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359787358803894479&amp;postID=3540803161477874095&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/3540803161477874095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/3540803161477874095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/2008/12/noas-baby-blessing.html' title='Noa&apos;s Baby Blessing'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145714001713972710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TMNygMbtEDI/AAAAAAAABxU/0jFFkpjB5G4/S220/DSC_0370.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SUXRmxS-5KI/AAAAAAAAAag/GJUYrzN9Qm0/s72-c/Noa%27s+Blessing+097.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359787358803894479.post-1238225100080935024</id><published>2008-11-01T10:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T13:52:41.692-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Growing Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SQyaM1vYmMI/AAAAAAAAAP4/bVleL1UFZAY/s1600-h/DSC05459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SQyaM1vYmMI/AAAAAAAAAP4/bVleL1UFZAY/s400/DSC05459.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263751609864198338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;First Day Home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(He was so small)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can't believe how fast our little guy is growing up. It seems like we just brought him home yesterday, but he's already doubled in weight and grown 5 inches. Before he's to cool to kiss his mommy in public and snuggle with his dad, Tau and I thought we'd get our cuddles in while we can. We are loving parenthood. Here are just some of the little adventures we've had so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SQyaN9Lq-VI/AAAAAAAAAQI/cfrub98CClI/s1600-h/nama_uda.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SQyaN9Lq-VI/AAAAAAAAAQI/cfrub98CClI/s400/nama_uda.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263751629041760594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Surprisingly, the hospital trusted us to take such a fragile little thing home with us without an instruction manual. Luckily my mom came and stayed with us the first week. She made delicious meals, cleaned up the house, and made sure we didn't kill the baby. We were very glad to have her with us. Thanks mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SQylU-CZa8I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/NXUdlt_7hHA/s1600-h/tanning___a_young_age.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SQylU-CZa8I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/NXUdlt_7hHA/s400/tanning___a_young_age.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263763844158286786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Many people have commented that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Noa&lt;/span&gt; is our little Samoan. We love his golden tan too, but it's not natural, secretly Tau and I have been sticking him in his very own mini tanning bed to ensure his darkness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SQyvoFUr2wI/AAAAAAAAARI/4YnYqqc6-vQ/s1600-h/DSC05467.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SQyvoFUr2wI/AAAAAAAAARI/4YnYqqc6-vQ/s400/DSC05467.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263775167647832834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Noa&lt;/span&gt; had a hard time eating at first and so it was very hard to get rid of his jaundice. He had to be strapped down in a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;bili&lt;/span&gt; bed for four weeks where we weren't allowed to take him out except for feedings and diaper changes. I was so scared he would think that this was how life was ... no one ever holding him ... always strapped down in a hard cold bed. Maybe that's why he didn't get better for so long. Tau and I kept sneaking him out to cuddle him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of difficulty eating...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SQy9aDCxr2I/AAAAAAAAARg/i-gdjFGso3o/s1600-h/DSC00155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SQy9aDCxr2I/AAAAAAAAARg/i-gdjFGso3o/s320/DSC00155.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263790319680466786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SQy9aS0IbgI/AAAAAAAAARo/ybmjNRFaPcQ/s1600-h/DSC00156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SQy9aS0IbgI/AAAAAAAAARo/ybmjNRFaPcQ/s320/DSC00156.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263790323914010114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nursing sucked the first ... nope, nursing just sucks. I got mastitis so bad that it turned into an abscess. I had a surgery to drain it and was put on a buttload of antibiotics. Its been almost three months and I am done with the I.V. thankfully, but I am still taking oral meds for another month. Other than that I guess nursing isn't that bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Playdate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SQyaNto10YI/AAAAAAAAAQA/hKgapGhZhBQ/s1600-h/DSC05472.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SQyaNto10YI/AAAAAAAAAQA/hKgapGhZhBQ/s400/DSC05472.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263751624869138818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Since &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Noa&lt;/span&gt; was born he's had a lot of visitors, but one of his favorites has been his cousin Brooklyn. She seems to like him too as long as he knows who's boss. I don't think he'll forget it anytime soon ... at least until he gets bigger than her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SQylV1KBPNI/AAAAAAAAAQo/2i52qGVJRRI/s1600-h/DSC05483.JPG"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-373101284fc7a54d" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D373101284fc7a54d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331870311%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2923ADD187FE213288434D23969E3AF03A018656.8020B2508CAB66DE700630280B5C709F3396BBEA%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D373101284fc7a54d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DqhQURLBeRB3t58sWxpYgwDHLIDU&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D373101284fc7a54d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331870311%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2923ADD187FE213288434D23969E3AF03A018656.8020B2508CAB66DE700630280B5C709F3396BBEA%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D373101284fc7a54d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DqhQURLBeRB3t58sWxpYgwDHLIDU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bonding with Daddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Tau has been a most excellent father and husband in this new chapter of our lives. I call him my Mr. Incredible and it's not hard to see why. He has many super powers which he uses only for good like always getting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Noa&lt;/span&gt; to fall asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SQylVSRlfqI/AAAAAAAAAQY/Stm-mF0nqIw/s1600-h/DSC00061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SQylVSRlfqI/AAAAAAAAAQY/Stm-mF0nqIw/s400/DSC00061.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263763849590701730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SQylWPKBh_I/AAAAAAAAAQw/fijDp7W5_FY/s1600-h/side_effects.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SQylWPKBh_I/AAAAAAAAAQw/fijDp7W5_FY/s400/side_effects.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263763865933547506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Unfortunately, sometimes his magic power gets the better of him before it reaches &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Noa&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SQy4Qx2axpI/AAAAAAAAARQ/m9GtWiVgPkE/s1600-h/DSC00307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SQy4Qx2axpI/AAAAAAAAARQ/m9GtWiVgPkE/s400/DSC00307.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263784662888269458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Unlike regular superheroes who wear stretchy pants and capes, Tau's disguise is simple. Here is a picture of him cleaning up the disaster site after saving me from a nuclear explosion that got all over my shirt. Just another reason why he is Mr. Incredible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SQyrGAjuSfI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/YubkXUOJkUg/s1600-h/tau+vs+diaper+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SQyrGAjuSfI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/YubkXUOJkUg/s400/tau+vs+diaper+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263770184206666226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SQyrGa_0MxI/AAAAAAAAARA/6Aj16YdbAtI/s1600-h/tau+vs+diaper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SQyrGa_0MxI/AAAAAAAAARA/6Aj16YdbAtI/s400/tau+vs+diaper.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263770191303815954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He is also very good at feelin anotha brotha's pain. Here is a peaceful picture of Noa before he went in to get his "man" surgery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SQylVykcvOI/AAAAAAAAAQg/Mh2MJA_BXJE/s1600-h/DSC05480.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SQylVykcvOI/AAAAAAAAAQg/Mh2MJA_BXJE/s400/DSC05480.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263763858259754210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tau was there every second of recovery making sure Noa got whatever his little heart desired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SQylV1KBPNI/AAAAAAAAAQo/2i52qGVJRRI/s1600-h/DSC05483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SQylV1KBPNI/AAAAAAAAAQo/2i52qGVJRRI/s400/DSC05483.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263763858954206418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When he's not busy saving the world Tau likes to spend time bonding with his son as a regular ol' Joe, but I think Noa already knows about his dad's secret identity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SQyaMXEwwwI/AAAAAAAAAPo/1kaiTwyPV9I/s1600-h/DSC00007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SQyaMXEwwwI/AAAAAAAAAPo/1kaiTwyPV9I/s400/DSC00007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263751601632363266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here they are at the park after a volleyball game.&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/6359787358803894479-1238225100080935024?l=theioanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=373101284fc7a54d&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/feeds/1238225100080935024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359787358803894479&amp;postID=1238225100080935024&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/1238225100080935024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/1238225100080935024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/2008/11/growing-up.html' title='Growing Up'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145714001713972710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TMNygMbtEDI/AAAAAAAABxU/0jFFkpjB5G4/S220/DSC_0370.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SQyaM1vYmMI/AAAAAAAAAP4/bVleL1UFZAY/s72-c/DSC05459.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359787358803894479.post-5291640254896923704</id><published>2008-10-23T15:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T10:04:31.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Whose Afraid of the Big Bad Bee?</title><content type='html'>Today I asked my sister Becca for advise on how I can play with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Noa&lt;/span&gt;. Mostly he just sleeps and eats all day and I was afraid he wasn't getting enough stimulation. She gave me a bunch of ideas like sitting in front of the mirror with him and making different faces. We practiced our happy face, mad face, and our sad face. He got a big kick out of watching himself. Next we tried the second activity Becca suggested. She said make your finger like a bee and buzz it around letting it land on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Noa&lt;/span&gt; every once in awhile. I don't think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Noa&lt;/span&gt; knew what to think about the buzzing bee and he let me know with some of the faces we had practiced earlier. Some might consider what I did torture, it's hard to explain, but it was the funniest thing I've ever seen so I had to keep doing it. I'll let you see for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-c634ce678a86ed41" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/feeds/5291640254896923704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359787358803894479&amp;postID=5291640254896923704&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/5291640254896923704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/5291640254896923704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/2008/10/are-you-afraid-of-big-bad-bee.html' title='Whose Afraid of the Big Bad Bee?'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145714001713972710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TMNygMbtEDI/AAAAAAAABxU/0jFFkpjB5G4/S220/DSC_0370.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359787358803894479.post-3738458673749084750</id><published>2008-10-08T18:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T00:56:22.722-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Why Not'/><title type='text'>For my wife</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SO1asA49RHI/AAAAAAAAANQ/yGzJdvAxMjg/s1600-h/SEO+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-52372e5e663ce0ba" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D52372e5e663ce0ba%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331870311%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1736BCB154DD9A9E5F030ECF739D0D01848354D5.16951CA9D0F1A0B55291F92DFDFA8A3619FE873C%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D52372e5e663ce0ba%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DSTXMGM4v4SZ3Ioy1CLANqh2Dmko&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D52372e5e663ce0ba%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331870311%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1736BCB154DD9A9E5F030ECF739D0D01848354D5.16951CA9D0F1A0B55291F92DFDFA8A3619FE873C%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D52372e5e663ce0ba%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DSTXMGM4v4SZ3Ioy1CLANqh2Dmko&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I promised Sarah I would write something. But I'm just gonna give the people what they want---pics and videos of Noa. He's a beautiful boy who has blessed our lives. My wife is great with him and an amazing companion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So check out "da goods." This is for all the friends and fam afar......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SO1asA49RHI/AAAAAAAAANQ/yGzJdvAxMjg/s1600-h/SEO+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SO1asA49RHI/AAAAAAAAANQ/yGzJdvAxMjg/s320/SEO+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254956052410877042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Noa's concerned look--his auntie Liz must be holding him...jokes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SO1bT7oxVKI/AAAAAAAAANY/4m0gGE6mi0A/s1600-h/SEO+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SO1bT7oxVKI/AAAAAAAAANY/4m0gGE6mi0A/s320/SEO+032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254956738195575970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chillaxin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SO1b7N7A9MI/AAAAAAAAANg/gwyr4jiCiJw/s1600-h/SEO+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SO1b7N7A9MI/AAAAAAAAANg/gwyr4jiCiJw/s320/SEO+036.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254957413118833858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;His curios look--and yes that is my hairy arm in the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a bunch of pics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SO1dpEthCbI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/qVnwkWyo06g/s1600-h/SEO+092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SO1dpEthCbI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/qVnwkWyo06g/s200/SEO+092.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254959300431907250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gangsta lean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SO1c40fsW-I/AAAAAAAAAN4/udciKFfnjls/s1600-h/SEO+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SO1c40fsW-I/AAAAAAAAAN4/udciKFfnjls/s200/SEO+017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254958471445240802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mad doggin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SO1eLx1gNYI/AAAAAAAAAOg/Zf8aMz5zo1M/s1600-h/SEO+163.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SO1eLx1gNYI/AAAAAAAAAOg/Zf8aMz5zo1M/s200/SEO+163.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254959896660555138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's taking you so long look&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SO1dLZ92COI/AAAAAAAAAOA/rLU3IJ_pWYY/s1600-h/SEO+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SO1dLZ92COI/AAAAAAAAAOA/rLU3IJ_pWYY/s200/SEO+039.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254958790741461218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dude where's my car...jokes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SO1dZUlF6YI/AAAAAAAAAOI/tQCHFKLfw_Y/s1600-h/SEO+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SO1dZUlF6YI/AAAAAAAAAOI/tQCHFKLfw_Y/s200/SEO+018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254959029813635458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I'm not always happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SO1d7PqUtwI/AAAAAAAAAOY/lz_c-2be-XM/s1600-h/SEO+113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SO1d7PqUtwI/AAAAAAAAAOY/lz_c-2be-XM/s200/SEO+113.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254959612608952066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, this is very comfy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SO2sweYXyfI/AAAAAAAAAOs/_TkJeb_9bVE/s1600-h/itty_bitty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SO2sweYXyfI/AAAAAAAAAOs/_TkJeb_9bVE/s320/itty_bitty.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255046289000221170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6359787358803894479-3738458673749084750?l=theioanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/feeds/3738458673749084750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359787358803894479&amp;postID=3738458673749084750&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/3738458673749084750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/3738458673749084750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/2008/10/for-my-wife.html' title='For my wife'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145714001713972710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TMNygMbtEDI/AAAAAAAABxU/0jFFkpjB5G4/S220/DSC_0370.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SO1asA49RHI/AAAAAAAAANQ/yGzJdvAxMjg/s72-c/SEO+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359787358803894479.post-1316765221408122428</id><published>2008-09-24T18:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T20:36:42.628-07:00</updated><title type='text'>D Day</title><content type='html'>At a previous check up my doctor told me for my sake he hoped the baby would come early or he would be a 10 lb baby. He also requested that I wait to have the baby until after the weekend because he would be out of town. Of course, our son was born that Friday. He was due 08-21-08 so Tau and I had our bags packed and were ready to go camping that night with our friends. I got up for one of my routine bathroom stops at 5:30 am and my water broke. This being my first time, I thought since I wasn't having contractions, the hospital would send me away so I continued to go about my day. I curled my hair, shaved my legs, packed my bags, etc. Tau heard me and woke up. I told him my water had broken and he almost fell out of bed. I assured him that all was well and that we could still go camping that evening as long as I didn't get dirty. We went back to bed and I woke up at 7:30 am to call the doctor just in case. He said I should go in right away but it was my sister Naomi who convinced me an hour later that I should go in or I could kill the baby. I got out of bed to tell Tau we better go. He hadn't gone to sleep since I woke him earlier. He was running around the house washing dishes, cleaning the tubs, sweeping, etc. I guess he was pretty excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SNr6nIrQlOI/AAAAAAAAAKg/ZWyr1dvjA70/s1600-h/DSC05416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SNr6nIrQlOI/AAAAAAAAAKg/ZWyr1dvjA70/s320/DSC05416.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249783865904501986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SNr6nS6jrDI/AAAAAAAAAKo/baU7-oGj7Jo/s1600-h/DSC05418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SNr6nS6jrDI/AAAAAAAAAKo/baU7-oGj7Jo/s320/DSC05418.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249783868653022258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Getting ready to go to the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We checked in at 8:30 am and I was still only dilated to a 1. Tau and I went walking around the building for an hour, we danced a bunch of our old Living Legends numbers and I did Hawaiian warm-up basics and still no baby. They hooked me up to the monitor and the nurse was surprised to see I was having contractions, but I couldn't feel them. By 10 am they hooked me up to pitocin and cranked it up to the full dose so that by 2 pm I could feel my contractions and dilated to a 5. Thats when I called in my "team" (I invited my mom and Liz to attend the birth and help me just in case Tau passed out - he gets kinda queezy with the sight of blood). I dilated to an 8 just fine with their help and one of those big bouny ball thingy's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SNr_kVs258I/AAAAAAAAAK4/2cvkBHhfKw0/s1600-h/DSC05420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SNr_kVs258I/AAAAAAAAAK4/2cvkBHhfKw0/s320/DSC05420.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249789315419400130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Waiting for baby to come. Check out my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SNsB_5LLVuI/AAAAAAAAALQ/onLZoqyI170/s1600-h/my+team.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SNsB_5LLVuI/AAAAAAAAALQ/onLZoqyI170/s400/my+team.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249791987821532898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My team of coaches&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Then my nurse changed to an old fashion one that wanted me on my side in the bed with a monitor on the baby's head, and oxygen for me, even though every thing was fine. I was upset because she wasn't letting me do things my way. I could handle the contractions sitting on the ball, but they hurt way too bad laying down. I couldn't relax this way. Finally I gave in and asked for a walking epidural (Hello? Why in the world did I try to go natural? Epidurals rock!)  I wasn't trying to be tough or anything, I was just afraid that with Tau's and my size, I would have to have a c-section and an epidural increases the chance of having one. It was then that I was glad I had so many coaches. Each one was great in their own way and the best one of all was Tau. He worked so hard that as soon as I got the epidural, he passed out (not from the sight of blood mind you, but because helping me wore him out) We let him sleep for a little under an hour. I guess having a baby can be very stressful to the husband too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SNr_lEZEMaI/AAAAAAAAALI/Zs0jRco6zRc/s1600-h/DSC05424.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SNr_lEZEMaI/AAAAAAAAALI/Zs0jRco6zRc/s320/DSC05424.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249789327952851362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Before the epidural&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SNr-l7420KI/AAAAAAAAAKw/A8_Affm3Ra8/s1600-h/DSC05426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SNr-l7420KI/AAAAAAAAAKw/A8_Affm3Ra8/s320/DSC05426.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249788243338514594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2 minutes later with epidural&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SNr_kkjhB1I/AAAAAAAAALA/-U2mzrx3Eis/s1600-h/DSC05427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SNr_kkjhB1I/AAAAAAAAALA/-U2mzrx3Eis/s320/DSC05427.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249789319406749522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He was out cold&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;How cute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I reached a 10 by 7:30 and seeing as how my son was going to be born on 08-08-08, I tried to push him out by 8 pm. LOL! Good story ... he decided to come at 9:34 instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, the moment you've all been waiting for ... I present to you, Noa Tauailoto Ioane. Born Friday, 08-08-08, the 8th grandchild. 7 lbs 12 oz and 20 inches long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SNsF06tC6iI/AAAAAAAAALY/8kJuOruDxDw/s1600-h/DSC05446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SNsF06tC6iI/AAAAAAAAALY/8kJuOruDxDw/s320/DSC05446.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249796197299972642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SNsGjtDKB3I/AAAAAAAAALg/bEEpy6aFkto/s1600-h/DSC05442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SNsGjtDKB3I/AAAAAAAAALg/bEEpy6aFkto/s320/DSC05442.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249797001088468850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Before bath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SNsGj6cLYRI/AAAAAAAAALo/f8YZBRnxaIw/s1600-h/DSC05451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SNsGj6cLYRI/AAAAAAAAALo/f8YZBRnxaIw/s320/DSC05451.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249797004683075858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After bath. Look at all that hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&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/6359787358803894479-1316765221408122428?l=theioanes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/feeds/1316765221408122428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6359787358803894479&amp;postID=1316765221408122428&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/1316765221408122428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6359787358803894479/posts/default/1316765221408122428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theioanes.blogspot.com/2008/09/d-day.html' title='D Day'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16145714001713972710</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/TMNygMbtEDI/AAAAAAAABxU/0jFFkpjB5G4/S220/DSC_0370.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SNr6nIrQlOI/AAAAAAAAAKg/ZWyr1dvjA70/s72-c/DSC05416.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6359787358803894479.post-2918104488912949654</id><published>2008-09-16T23:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T20:41:39.798-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2008 - One Crazy Year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Baby On Board&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SNDEC3ez8KI/AAAAAAAAAIs/PKFtqvi_e1M/s1600-h/baby+ioane+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SNDEC3ez8KI/AAAAAAAAAIs/PKFtqvi_e1M/s320/baby+ioane+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246909119418593442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so I wasn't lying when I said I was a bad blogger. I guess I should get everyone back up to speed by recapping a little bit of this crazy year. First I'll address the obvious ... Tau and I found out we were going to have a little baby boy. I knew two weeks before I told Tau because I wanted to wait and give him the positive pregnancy test as a Christmas present. When I told Tau he asked if I was sure and I started to sweat. I had only taken the test once. What if it was a false positive? I never thought to confirm it. I had Tau rush to the store that night and we took the test three more times. Every time I took it Tau asked if I was sure. I would just look at the double lines and doubt would come rushing in (that darn second line got lighter and lighter with every test). I don't think we totally believed it until we saw the ultrasound and heard the heartbeat 8 weeks later. Tau finally made the connection (referring to the two weeks before I told him I was prego), he said "Oh, so thats why you were crying all the time". With the new addition to our family coming shortly Tau and I rushed to tie up some loose ends and get "ready".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graduation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing on the list was to finish our education. In April Tau and I finally graduated from the Y. Tau received his Master's in Public Administration and I got my Bachelor's degree in Public Health Education. Tau's parents came out form AZ and we had a little BBQ afterward to celebrate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SNDG60aFweI/AAAAAAAAAI0/68LKKJ9tSDw/s1600-h/IMG_0380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SNDG60aFweI/AAAAAAAAAI0/68LKKJ9tSDw/s320/IMG_0380.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246912279689413090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SNDIIDT0NII/AAAAAAAAAJM/PYI7DiXQBbk/s1600-h/IMG_0428.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SNDIIDT0NII/AAAAAAAAAJM/PYI7DiXQBbk/s320/IMG_0428.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246913606539555970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SNDHy369v2I/AAAAAAAAAJE/GiWHL7tM2h4/s1600-h/Sarah+and+Tau%27s+graduation+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SNDHy369v2I/AAAAAAAAAJE/GiWHL7tM2h4/s320/Sarah+and+Tau%27s+graduation+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246913242705280866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SNDHn5HWp_I/AAAAAAAAAI8/NjB384OfOO0/s1600-h/IMG_0418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SNDHn5HWp_I/AAAAAAAAAI8/NjB384OfOO0/s320/IMG_0418.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246913054047119346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school was out of the way, Tau kept busy working for LDS Philanthropies as a donor liaison and playing city league softball and church basketball. Even though I walked in April, I kept working on an internship with the American Red Cross (teaching CPR/first aid/HIV/AIDS awareness) during the summer to receive my diploma. I just got it in the mail today. Hooray! Its official!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;House Hunting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next thing on our list to do before the baby got here was find a place to live. We had been staying with my parents in Pleasant Grove to save up for a home. We started looking in November with our realtor and after 7 months and a couple of offers we finally bought a condo in Springville. It was actually one of the first places we looked at but passed on (we had a really patient realtor). I'm glad we did though because the market was better when we finally made our offer. I love having my own place, the only problem is we still haven't decorated it because I just can't bare to put a hole in our nice new walls. I am determined to get over that soon however, so all of our pictures can stop taking up space sitting in a pile in our living room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SNDIjrtv7-I/AAAAAAAAAJU/sTDYRL8sRBs/s1600-h/DSC00158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SNDIjrtv7-I/AAAAAAAAAJU/sTDYRL8sRBs/s320/DSC00158.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246914081242214370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SNDI0KUk6KI/AAAAAAAAAJc/xxnjXoMi8A8/s1600-h/DSC00159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SNDI0KUk6KI/AAAAAAAAAJc/xxnjXoMi8A8/s320/DSC00159.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246914364336040098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SNDJVFEkbYI/AAAAAAAAAJk/YJ8KSpoJc9s/s1600-h/DSC00160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SNDJVFEkbYI/AAAAAAAAAJk/YJ8KSpoJc9s/s320/DSC00160.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246914929862405506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SNDJprD_U7I/AAAAAAAAAJs/VyPf8wGt-Zk/s1600-h/DSC00163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SNDJprD_U7I/AAAAAAAAAJs/VyPf8wGt-Zk/s320/DSC00163.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246915283657905074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might not be able to tell from the pictures but (for those of you who are curious) we have 9 foot ceilings, stainless steel appliances, beige walls, travertine tile, and knotty alder cabinets (spelling?). It is a three bedroom, 2 bath condo with  a walk in closet in the master and a jetted tub (Tau loves that), a small patio with storage, and (my favorite) a separate laundry room with a folding counter. The neighborhood is really nice too. We have a Walmart a mile away and an elementary school and park just around the corner. My favorite place to walk to is down the street because our neighbor has a small farm with swans, emus, kangaroos, reindeer, etc. It's pretty crazy, I like to walk by and look at all the animals. I can't wait till my Noa gets older so he can enjoy looking at the animals with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Babymoon&lt;/span&gt; ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been advised by several people to take a babymoon before the baby comes. I was determined to go somewhere exotic, but it just wasn't in the stars. Tau and I were able to do some fun things together however before baby came. I really enjoyed spending one-on-one time with him and strengthening our relationship. Here are some of the bigger things we did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valentines Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SNC3JsdysWI/AAAAAAAAAIU/WK9QDl6Zw7I/s1600-h/DSC05083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 151px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SNC3JsdysWI/AAAAAAAAAIU/WK9QDl6Zw7I/s200/DSC05083.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246894943069450594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tau surprised me and took me to Chefs Table. A very nice restaurant overlooking Provo. I was so giddy because Tau even dressed up to match me. It might seem like a silly thing but it made me smile all night that he took the time to think about that. I felt really bad about the date though because my morning sickness was working overtime that night and the smell of my delicious steak made me nauseous. I ended up only taking one bite and then resigned to watching Tau eat his dinner while I boxed mine up and tried to hold my lunch down. Still it was one of my favorite dates and one I will remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;California Trip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SNCuN9oBEtI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BtaCP_4sw84/s1600-h/DSC05086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SNCuN9oBEtI/AAAAAAAAAHs/BtaCP_4sw84/s200/DSC05086.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246885120790565586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SNCu4MHaTqI/AAAAAAAAAH0/FGLMJX8SAOc/s1600-h/DSC05085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SNCu4MHaTqI/AAAAAAAAAH0/FGLMJX8SAOc/s200/DSC05085.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246885846234844834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We visited Tau's cousin Ray and his family in Cali. We rented a convertable while we were there (Sweet!) We went for their newest daughter's baby blessing and while they were there they spoiled us with delicious food (i.e. phily cheese steak sandwiches and Honey Bunches of Oats french toast topped with bananas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Stadium of Fire 4th of July celebration...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SNCvyHAiOlI/AAAAAAAAAH8/7Fbm_lt602I/s1600-h/DSC05209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 189px; height: 126px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SNCvyHAiOlI/AAAAAAAAAH8/7Fbm_lt602I/s320/DSC05209.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246886841296239186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SNCyDvsrV7I/AAAAAAAAAIE/bKGSthhbmm4/s1600-h/DSC05239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 188px; height: 126px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SNCyDvsrV7I/AAAAAAAAAIE/bKGSthhbmm4/s200/DSC05239.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246889343299835826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...featuring Miley Cyrus and the Blue Man Group. I really wanted to go to this since I have never been and won't want to go when I have kids (I'd rather watch my kids do fireworks on future 4ths).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets just say that the Blue Man group and the Fireworks rocked. Miley ... well ... the tweens loved her, but I couldn't convince Tau to get up and dance along with the crowd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also flew to Arizona to visit Tau's family. His mom and sister threw me a surprise baby shower while the men went out and golfed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SNH4rVQ-24I/AAAAAAAAAKY/uaxZMwMERpw/s1600-h/az+shower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K4UvcSbIalM/SNH4rVQ-24I/AAAAAAAAAKY/uaxZMwMERpw/s320/az+shower.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247248464189774722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the heat (110 degrees plus my little baby heater), it was a very relaxing trip and we wished we could have stayed longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Baby Showers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along with the baby shower in Arizona, one of my best friends Becca Welch and my mom threw me baby showers in Utah. It was fun to see all of my friends and family again. Thanks to everyone who came and who sent gifts. Everything we have gotten has come in very handy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent
