tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19205975346211315272024-02-06T21:49:28.438-08:00Anderson FamilyEstablished June 19, 2003The Anderson Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09502648750718887103noreply@blogger.comBlogger48125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1920597534621131527.post-11911147690900364662011-04-24T15:12:00.001-07:002011-04-24T15:18:48.147-07:00Happy Easter<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiACA2zp6LXLWZkgcWl7sOq-GPEuwRKqjMbjddohU-n6mWqdIHoLPgWXMMk-HSuRm3LWtJBMWYrsMz4JdsAk_3AkBd1pxhitakImYCC4TuwfpXbJfrMRFfmbm4pQzO3ctW07A2ACTkJiIU/s1600/SANY1867.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599277884501156018" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiACA2zp6LXLWZkgcWl7sOq-GPEuwRKqjMbjddohU-n6mWqdIHoLPgWXMMk-HSuRm3LWtJBMWYrsMz4JdsAk_3AkBd1pxhitakImYCC4TuwfpXbJfrMRFfmbm4pQzO3ctW07A2ACTkJiIU/s320/SANY1867.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivacLM2aN0GaUqV2XckAB5oT6ZgxjSwBsLW3DwWTPJ7H_UZoNpCtjuu6w-xX8bsOBD89S4x1SmWD08PL0mNaXOgkEVIZRolRWR9tLLQ9nMsRsSmHeZ89QHNyqicMN5S7ZszRj-FVV3cMI/s1600/SANY1866.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599277588712991906" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivacLM2aN0GaUqV2XckAB5oT6ZgxjSwBsLW3DwWTPJ7H_UZoNpCtjuu6w-xX8bsOBD89S4x1SmWD08PL0mNaXOgkEVIZRolRWR9tLLQ9nMsRsSmHeZ89QHNyqicMN5S7ZszRj-FVV3cMI/s320/SANY1866.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqUZFxDuSvgogNELm3vsETRknxWQ7DDdydFgdHpdrdUY6Fs-4cPoNNS5FGz7vROH1hH7BHivf1DAdkgaDhv9nmYuFBHkZmw-Dv3BITkBj9ylMooBPD-BV8llLkEjjq1blvBdgKLr7wZMk/s1600/SANY1868.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599277275471373042" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqUZFxDuSvgogNELm3vsETRknxWQ7DDdydFgdHpdrdUY6Fs-4cPoNNS5FGz7vROH1hH7BHivf1DAdkgaDhv9nmYuFBHkZmw-Dv3BITkBj9ylMooBPD-BV8llLkEjjq1blvBdgKLr7wZMk/s320/SANY1868.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTJ_gdhi9Ts-GYTUSNaer63tAYZJx89hTPCQ-qOtsOXC6EX64ZhEmGPogdURrZaCURKiOd3ZV6OsxNXmEstymyKticN5CxWT4gjUJaS215gmxlPZP4v52UjuHMfqDa12E7q-YseLoFmac/s1600/SANY1870.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599277135908929730" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTJ_gdhi9Ts-GYTUSNaer63tAYZJx89hTPCQ-qOtsOXC6EX64ZhEmGPogdURrZaCURKiOd3ZV6OsxNXmEstymyKticN5CxWT4gjUJaS215gmxlPZP4v52UjuHMfqDa12E7q-YseLoFmac/s320/SANY1870.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcaKeB3zZlHgnfgu1jdNWhaCDcV0aO2GwSlU8WVx3HQOfg_UoSEQoXg-FNCvMkvWoz7lf841eajtkYxm4lYkp4z_KTqC6D_LhL5dTep3U-p-MEmtsZpbWfeZfRdzFG09ym_dDgYeaLcMw/s1600/SANY1891.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599276885935416450" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcaKeB3zZlHgnfgu1jdNWhaCDcV0aO2GwSlU8WVx3HQOfg_UoSEQoXg-FNCvMkvWoz7lf841eajtkYxm4lYkp4z_KTqC6D_LhL5dTep3U-p-MEmtsZpbWfeZfRdzFG09ym_dDgYeaLcMw/s320/SANY1891.JPG" /></a></div></div></div></div></div>The Anderson Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09502648750718887103noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1920597534621131527.post-77462874433365858682011-04-17T16:01:00.000-07:002011-04-17T16:43:39.323-07:00Happy Birthday Kelly<div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="left">It's always hard for me to believe when another year of my children's life has passed - and yet - here we are again. Our little Kelly turned 3 last week. It seems like just yesterday we were bringing this little angel home from the hospital. Kelly was our smallest baby and has continued to be quite petite. Maybe that's why its so hard for me to believe she is actually 3 years old. She loves to cuddle and do almost anything with mom and dad. She loves dancing, reading, playing with her babies and helping out any way she can. For being such a shy and quiet baby, she has turned into quite the talker. She starts most of her sentences with "Mom (or the name of whoever she may be talking to), you're a silly goose!" and loves to throw the word "actually" in wherever she can. She loves, Loves, LOVES sharing a room with her big sister. She seems to have a special relationship with each member of our family and we all love and adore her! Happy Birthday Kells! <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596696358221157074" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAEM3BB2_cz7CvFxIO97AluuiRrOJqfYWOQw9vEeUQP96k1KRbRqvZQ1XLdCgJodaWoo6zr9q6E6WyOqrTPNcjLdUNC_fwC5LwEq8ztHEQmBNhwRZ-rTSKALJ9j-IOVeKGAdUhNwwQ3Po/s320/SANY0144.JPG" /></div><br /><div align="center">Abbie and Kelly then...</div><br /><div align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596698588252496290" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg__odz7rU8_BjBs5vt-ZmLoiUAbFcJCfYI-Gjlrp1tK999DFngOb9qUBaOYyj94cvnnim-nnmZOcb18Lo-EqoLe9-K_4QCVWcU_fYrRCthnM92gGI9crMZhBL054dei13kjX8snzZzmak/s320/SANY1864.JPG" /></div><br /><div align="center">Abbie and Kelly now. Not much has changed!</div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596700945399232786" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgi7WHbOtfDnwFnsM_i4ewARYfphnN-1jYEU530Qx7T5DaDFsc3auEhyVIxYxkcUYxCMKDBHs2_MwSsgooEvZyZ0GQXSBK7GqfxLxnAzGMvnJQXcczOYpz7Wu9cyUOQUPtZl_TfvDdP5-I/s320/SANY1849.JPG" /> <br /><p align="center">Kelly loved all of her presents. I'm not quite sure what is in her hand???? </p><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596699153157531762" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC8TtGUI6nGzIdARp3ocwPJwAnhVfUAGB7WRFTE_X6pYSPsC-BOui3NJPmWKJXClefEAkgpVCdrPq7v9w7sDdUFoXmtpSvwnF0LQoVvtPS1RvMixHGLkvPphV4V9o7YK4p1Mtz9zayNcA/s320/SANY1860.JPG" /> <br /><p align="center">Kelly wanted a princess cake and decided cupcakes allowed her to have all the princesses with Belle (her current favorite) as the centerpiece! </p>The Anderson Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09502648750718887103noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1920597534621131527.post-64118957071353701242011-01-10T16:15:00.000-08:002011-01-10T16:30:05.122-08:00Allison's Blessing<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOKNAvBJpVeCNwfiwaain67xmcSdoEvKJ-a983P1I8OMq20QpdbhQP1athSeZGegC0Ye5YbiDmMeCxfBN2_mXqPXX_t-w1NM0-i_iYrXwiq7gupqgSiQMN7aJgzUb85_1pQIlWIxL04Ys/s1600/SANY1808%255B1%255D.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560718109690750450" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOKNAvBJpVeCNwfiwaain67xmcSdoEvKJ-a983P1I8OMq20QpdbhQP1athSeZGegC0Ye5YbiDmMeCxfBN2_mXqPXX_t-w1NM0-i_iYrXwiq7gupqgSiQMN7aJgzUb85_1pQIlWIxL04Ys/s320/SANY1808%255B1%255D.jpg" /></a> I love this picture because is shows our kids personalities. They look so silly you just have to laugh!<br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPlcz-0OahO9fuC-k-o8EwCbr7Mlg-S-32Y95vs34ne_QChC6RwKX-3JJ6sCPShHhhbJswOIUoNb7xwScm8uYW6StKQ9GlGi3MrPrIRbql06Z8nKVG3GoUFcp5dh8FSubLVle8W4UCRHc/s1600/IMG_0069.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560718004259750418" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPlcz-0OahO9fuC-k-o8EwCbr7Mlg-S-32Y95vs34ne_QChC6RwKX-3JJ6sCPShHhhbJswOIUoNb7xwScm8uYW6StKQ9GlGi3MrPrIRbql06Z8nKVG3GoUFcp5dh8FSubLVle8W4UCRHc/s320/IMG_0069.JPG" /></a> Allison Ruth Anderson<br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgw9lzjUVvMGgcPan6-sZ1Ah5NecT_BTBFtLu1Q_WmY4ok2qkdpAwmSjHH8RhTwXG8Ewz9EgwBUxyI20nO8_Q2UIb6f1hcSDihG1dVHroSIJeaJz7HgTI9sgpsZR55aleQuHPkUYjM85qs/s1600/IMG_0054.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560717770308929554" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgw9lzjUVvMGgcPan6-sZ1Ah5NecT_BTBFtLu1Q_WmY4ok2qkdpAwmSjHH8RhTwXG8Ewz9EgwBUxyI20nO8_Q2UIb6f1hcSDihG1dVHroSIJeaJz7HgTI9sgpsZR55aleQuHPkUYjM85qs/s320/IMG_0054.JPG" /></a> Our little Angel</div></div></div>The Anderson Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09502648750718887103noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1920597534621131527.post-42795044551096734392010-12-13T13:18:00.000-08:002010-12-16T07:53:49.297-08:00Lone Man<div align="center">Poor Josh. This is what happens when you live in a house full of girls. Sorry buddy!<br /></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 318px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550279944727902642" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEig67B7eE6IKSFQ297Rv4GVFXQIwkST0NmyLqdwwShWyJAXHM3FvesrR7bREV14yrY3Zv8AKh2UJfOtKjeWh43EjnCSjGxbgkMyTNE2QTHZrnB-pmtRde7Am8XC-9oEZiVNQeJQxD4Hybw/s320/SANY1760.JPG" />The Anderson Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09502648750718887103noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1920597534621131527.post-89789552427199315912010-12-13T13:05:00.001-08:002010-12-16T07:53:21.676-08:00Minnesota ColdTemp: -24 degrees Farenheit (with windchill)<br />Snowfall: 16 inches in one storm<br /><div><div><div>Vacation anyone?</div><div> </div><div align="center">Beatiful scenery from across the street</div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550277959245747794" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6zxxH0bGpKCnWJ2Pj4CFOi1w0En8-jLLVe5Yb1Vr1SJX8pqdFT-Tom6jMjsUy65HaJV1PoCd1GgA14q2t2WTvCI-Dnw4thTtdcQxxvQ5mySb6aVbDab1aQ3LXdbMiQouxPCaQuukc9FM/s320/SANY1752.JPG" /></div><div align="center">Pete all bundled up to face the cold</div><div align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550277096566434290" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijSvZwL5Q15fDXH_ZyCBvt_kIeuQuVwmpyX57DMnNqFogUOtLzr7PNEMIknVcfCx5-rKaSCQVSEAH8Vqw4ddrXYn8zCo5eM6kuclhV6H0mHHHr2qFgvWYq6HIoHciLETmiZFLw58j9ztA/s320/SANY1750.JPG" />This is the view of our deck from our sliding glass door<br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550276818448256978" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhI1hfJGRCckD0uY65Z8hTYPacaEfSgJ8fEZ0wt86RrDztsbyMfQxYvcvJyfGy1gLiSv__cOLJhRY2VvvqZoIBgcA_RqlkIm_aPUpC49o9jrQIehFlT0zkLe4lSAq5f7ajV5XZk6cU5ST8/s320/SANY1749.JPG" /></div></div></div>The Anderson Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09502648750718887103noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1920597534621131527.post-81948037924228740372010-11-29T18:16:00.000-08:002010-11-29T19:23:35.116-08:00Gratitude and 4 kids<div align="left">The past few weeks have been a little crazy with everyone adjusting to a new baby. Lately my attitude has been something like - "please, just let me make it through the day and still be sane". </div><div align="left"><strong>Unfortunately</strong>, my family has probably received the brunt of my emotions. I keep focusing on what my kids aren't doing rather than what they are. </div><br /><div align="left"><strong>Fortunately</strong>, the lesson in Relief Society on Sunday was on the Divine Gift of Gratitude by President Monson. The following quote struck a cord with me. He said <strong>"We have all experienced times when our focus is on what we lack rather than on our blessings...We can lift ourselves and others as well when we refuse to remain in the realm of negative thought and cultivate within our hearts an attitude of gratitude."</strong> After hearing that quote I decided I needed to change. </div><br /><div align="left">Today wasn't easy, but I tried to think of something to be thankful for when things got hard. Sometimes I did better than others. I guess you could say I am a work in progress. The one thing I can say, is that I did notice that my family did better when I focused on the things to be grateful for, rather than on the negative. That alone makes it worth while!</div><br /><div align="left">On a side note, here are some updated pictures of Allison.</div><br /><div align="center">Ali's first bath<br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545174232045988578" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPn6IQnlmkmY-Kou9T3BbEB_hKplAEKBcWMapqWKQ82HuidEk_hCN_RXLuRZIWfBTeyrwtZ6vLBGDUAHVQpbKfdFFxB4EeOAzK_8LLJhXtR4bAMOAupbdlhuulJOgYz4PWlx7nlm8mYKQ/s320/SANY1731.JPG" /></div><p align="center">Abbie being the best big sister ever</p><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 315px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545174710437311746" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAzgzfEmoDqPD9H3nqyz9WISsgQLLH5dAoJE2n7yzaY-4ogPVvqX4n-COZWGe83LUAtytJfz8XZflM9fCTn2-KrDJxUqUAcZMm42FbARYwhmr8yT4mWzCIvGQPtXn_lZr_IRhYZ0YncgA/s320/SANY1729.JPG" /> <p align="center">Dad and Ali - both fast asleep</p><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545177167580633618" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbzW-ogNMZSXCDhZgSvRtJNVcOI7sXREn27ADjdy5rXuopo0hZ1rJvoEDoPwk3RhTvvDK5yXYnoOAEm8yA6pFPBAN7ZSaBuJkyRwqwX-dnLoyEW-zVAZfKadlavYIMX3e8lEryL5RVe3M/s320/SANY1721.JPG" />The Anderson Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09502648750718887103noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1920597534621131527.post-6719651322672691952010-11-05T19:11:00.000-07:002010-11-10T10:01:45.619-08:00New Addition<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuASvv9YNsbLxSZgkCzoJdaNQti6yqTKTFqjzh3KAo1kqafjOhEVsAQMO5VQcaeCpmoGQKM-6CpJM7XaVDKlYY6ZcmQHTpcyoe80rO_lO6EEJbvWUcbcnwFNmKUMupExgsT-xN6mFetZk/s1600/SANY1687.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536256040736003570" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuASvv9YNsbLxSZgkCzoJdaNQti6yqTKTFqjzh3KAo1kqafjOhEVsAQMO5VQcaeCpmoGQKM-6CpJM7XaVDKlYY6ZcmQHTpcyoe80rO_lO6EEJbvWUcbcnwFNmKUMupExgsT-xN6mFetZk/s320/SANY1687.JPG" /></a> <div>Allison Ruth Anderson joined our little family on November 3, 2010.</div><br /><div>She weighed in at 7lbs 7oz and is 19 3/4 " long.</div><br /><div>She is such a great little addition. She already fits in with her red hair and fair skin! We are so excited she is finally here!</div>The Anderson Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09502648750718887103noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1920597534621131527.post-8440311416634161572010-09-26T16:04:00.001-07:002010-10-27T10:30:27.195-07:00First Day of SchoolIt's that time of year again! Abbie is a big 1st grader now and loving it. She wasn't nervous at all to go to school. In fact, if you ask her what her favorite part of being in 1st grade is she will tell you it's being able to go all day!<br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532415943497018066" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEHjCRkthY06gKiOiNuJL_sm2Vn3JdPl5XMXIddfCvYeMlvne3MKfbPivUU3dGRv24DxRNuxnWQD7766EMfo4vzngH9aqIHgOGKbd2GQnwKd2AfBLxdDqhmvGhdvCaBbguj2YfAecubj8/s320/SANY1606.JPG" /> Josh is going to Bethany Nursery School for preshcool this year. He was pretty upset that on his first day, he had a fever and had to stay home. Luckily he felt better so he could attend his 1st "second day" of school. I thought he would have a hard time, but since they start out playing on the play ground everyday, he is in love!<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532417411795334498" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhb0Ca_DQFVk4sGSHxzpFs_AwrURgRq1dqxKqBbCD6bn4g9jgkKJ6wkkSdqFgAEv8-IFno91MdojWWJTmzyDLYeDQAtkdOMZMoklYB-gSlJMEwoZZf1zpYG59DqaL0vYIh1X7voiVBFFFc/s320/SANY1615.JPG" /><br />He is such a funny kid. They made chocolate chip cookies one day and after eating one his teacher said he got kind of a wierd look on his face. She asked him how he liked his cookie and he responded, "It's not quite what I expected". What a silly boy!The Anderson Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09502648750718887103noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1920597534621131527.post-85221643898228100252010-09-15T10:55:00.000-07:002010-10-26T11:21:12.488-07:00Abbie's BirthdayI can't believe Abbie is six. For her birthday this year, she choose to take one friend and do lunch. Madi and Abbie have know each other since they were born, so of course she wanted her to come. She choose to eat at the grape place (aka: Olive Garden) and then hit the mall for some shopping. She obviously didn't get that one from me since I hate shopping. It was fun spending time with just her which doesn't seem to happen often.<br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532419773797184530" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhViRuglnSYQhHwltZnivAFFk5lZa0y9Gn4mmEfbQtNMNKVIS8iWu4lihebl1w3KohNSXTpP1Z_w3_ycPl7h4jzZFQ7WkG1F121g13APpCq1Uji1T9QR1KFlkMRMRrmi3CpNlJsVv-q2Qs/s320/SANY1586.JPG" /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532420024480989314" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcz3Myf5m5xVlVGXwI3fazteTm_NXUzgiGtDmnB-dvNBBE_9D_NoA33pkNb4I9pX7nej40RRnLccehkq_cUSpMmGUMgC0SajdYX4HLxaxFAITmqBH6c6qjK0P5rM6qf13VQ9HloLrxISc/s320/SANY1588.JPG" />She has wanted an american girl doll for a few years now, but we wanted to wait until she was a little older and make sure she REALLY wanted one and could take care of it. She choose one that looked just like her. It has long red hair, fair skin, and blue eyes.<br /><br />She loved all her gifts from her brother, sister, and grandparents!<br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532419057032397474" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibCCyHyQuGICS0SpvUXHxpOYrGUp0wnOkGRtnt-ajUe2_LVDPxJh6pzQkxWj3iC6AjXoTspQ143Ot-e0ZREAFWRHNhVg0zneR6e2IVQGGzhhqBT11QRxms1YR_PexKhnb-PItu4WgY5rg/s320/SANY1600.JPG" />Since Abbie told me I could make a fairy winx club cake, Belle cake, or a flower cake; I went with the easier of the three and made her a flower cake. She couldn't decide whether she wanted cupcakes or a big cake, so we made both.<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532418486573606642" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdey1P5XWjgGIV0DS8qqiUP2qP4bETHe4TvelxY4mTErl_jM7yhS003H-pA22vS9TggJErfcoSMI0v6rty6foKi5sxUcQP22Sh7XPFraCWiXebALlZ9-qM9-mgGRkW-C_FbqBaEPG242o/s320/SANY1591.JPG" />Happy Birthday Abbie! We love you and are so proud of the young lady you are turning into!The Anderson Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09502648750718887103noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1920597534621131527.post-8491536847774802192010-08-02T18:26:00.000-07:002010-08-03T12:08:20.394-07:00Summer Fun<div align="center">This summer has been lots of fun and a little crazy. Sorry for so much in one post, but at least its done! Abbie's last day of school was June 11th. That day we got together with some friends and had a little end of school party. She loved her teacher and really enjoyed her first year at school.</div><div align="center"><img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; display: block; height: 240px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501000408056947410" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQHNbsMGYoV_jfknadZNhXXFPl6PIcOPWfkkXx8PUYiu6Um1L3db73Io3dPHwpJGO0uIlnnkgYbtq6UoYpAycDhPX5PzXXG3PFhLbLuIbI5VWD4JtsYfpLYP7juJYvG9UtiweuEi6az90/s320/SANY1396.JPG" border="0" /></div><div align="center">Abbie and her teacher Mrs. Sullivan </div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3_JAZiHQeXn63DHlSaSa0jfq72fPAv8UeyFqe51l8McBxDZm1L5xqXZ3ON4WhElBxX6ZsCgGFD9C2JQpwHMWhI72lSb4JuZSXcSQ1hpJn2vf7mx8QPBEqaj1EUZovmyVwCNOXGNR-KG0/s1600/SANY1400.JPG"><img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; display: block; height: 240px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501000146645557570" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3_JAZiHQeXn63DHlSaSa0jfq72fPAv8UeyFqe51l8McBxDZm1L5xqXZ3ON4WhElBxX6ZsCgGFD9C2JQpwHMWhI72lSb4JuZSXcSQ1hpJn2vf7mx8QPBEqaj1EUZovmyVwCNOXGNR-KG0/s320/SANY1400.JPG" border="0" /></a>Abbie and her friends<br /><br />The next day, Abbie had her dance recital. She has loved taking dance this past year and has made some good friends. I worried that she would freeze when she was on stage, but she smiled and did great. She loved performing for people and the fact that she got a rose and ice-cream afterward didn't hurt.</div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBYr94Habtn9pFRZArnhRkX7qFEi9kixuE6ClC8TgNs2evO_F-BvDxzobyWX49KZTSW-SFWvGkTBFVMb0ZTZ8xzB8cEF4AIQbHxazhyphenhyphendBTbcUl8yPHXCSDH5JRTBTILg6GqrHPh49Dhcw/s1600/SANY1407.JPG"><img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 221px; display: block; height: 320px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500999587253862690" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBYr94Habtn9pFRZArnhRkX7qFEi9kixuE6ClC8TgNs2evO_F-BvDxzobyWX49KZTSW-SFWvGkTBFVMb0ZTZ8xzB8cEF4AIQbHxazhyphenhyphendBTbcUl8yPHXCSDH5JRTBTILg6GqrHPh49Dhcw/s320/SANY1407.JPG" border="0" /></a> Abbie and her rose<br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtomtzYNrUS2QtFl3zYguyqNC6mlymBDzm2He-ER6qgTBCA9W5RI3EyjVXGSmutOH3AwfbEMfUbE_8tUW52brTx-_Sg7l2a4qu_PpPsu2fDouppE8XPJlOTTsbb2SjIRrxocZpFifjZc0/s1600/SANY1354.JPG"><img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; display: block; height: 240px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500999429222980706" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtomtzYNrUS2QtFl3zYguyqNC6mlymBDzm2He-ER6qgTBCA9W5RI3EyjVXGSmutOH3AwfbEMfUbE_8tUW52brTx-_Sg7l2a4qu_PpPsu2fDouppE8XPJlOTTsbb2SjIRrxocZpFifjZc0/s320/SANY1354.JPG" border="0" /></a>Abbie and her best friend Maddi<br /><br />My parents were able to come for Abbie's recital and stay for awhile. We spent a nice relaxing time with them visiting the Science Museum in St. Paul, going to Oxbow Zoo and just enjoying their company. I was even able to go with Pete to Wisconsin for his ATLS (Advanced Trauma Life Support for all you non medical speakers) course and enjoy some alone time. Thanks Mom and Dad!<br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgd9sJn6xgVg3ks7gqIu08FWNETaDBDR5U0fwtbLtY5blI4zYbvSVshh1NF8Geexmjx233c8_lqI8PGMcIUeklbzmgMlFXyh854lh4nQ_GbIKiLhrFToMby-LmdBG9eOMq1K_Ikj325l6I/s1600/SANY1451.JPG"><img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; display: block; height: 240px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500996502453910882" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgd9sJn6xgVg3ks7gqIu08FWNETaDBDR5U0fwtbLtY5blI4zYbvSVshh1NF8Geexmjx233c8_lqI8PGMcIUeklbzmgMlFXyh854lh4nQ_GbIKiLhrFToMby-LmdBG9eOMq1K_Ikj325l6I/s320/SANY1451.JPG" border="0" /></a> Grandpa and Grandma Ashcroft with the kids<br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvvHMMCxIqS4zDAWLmoMpDYKbE5edvEvVuy9LBXf4LK_6WlR0o3zWjH3XfnAqEg8KfFG3RK2D6fV6f0CFMz1qT5aMM09Abguwar9bVLnEt32rnOy2qEaPOKIG4XvNLR6Rfokx3G__7n1Q/s1600/SANY1452.JPG"><img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; display: block; height: 240px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500996251215177362" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvvHMMCxIqS4zDAWLmoMpDYKbE5edvEvVuy9LBXf4LK_6WlR0o3zWjH3XfnAqEg8KfFG3RK2D6fV6f0CFMz1qT5aMM09Abguwar9bVLnEt32rnOy2qEaPOKIG4XvNLR6Rfokx3G__7n1Q/s320/SANY1452.JPG" border="0" /></a> Josh and his scary dinosaur face<br /><br />Our next big adventure was traveling to Utah for a few weeks of much needed family time. Thanks to everyone for making time for us. It was fun to see how much everyone has changed. We spent time playing with cousins, having BBQ's, water parties, taking family pictures with both sides of the family, and just enjoying everyones company. I guess I should mention that the "we" I refer to was mostly me and the kids. Pete was able to fly in late Friday night (or rather early Saturday morning) and spend Saturday with family. Then we had to leave early Sunday morning for the non stop drive back so Pete could be to work Monday morning. What a good sport he was!<br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmY6v7Gw-c7xOsdqBPaFTp79G35pwWw0ezrch3VOCGCzPLXOjNXPsZPllkYGhlg60hZvXXe5BC6sjuHifEHACT_Ep3yWKpTSFti5GjLH89RUi74RgWC0xixNFTVjGj7eSmY2lu6lqyz_8/s1600/SANY1532.JPG"><img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; display: block; height: 240px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500995216244310418" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmY6v7Gw-c7xOsdqBPaFTp79G35pwWw0ezrch3VOCGCzPLXOjNXPsZPllkYGhlg60hZvXXe5BC6sjuHifEHACT_Ep3yWKpTSFti5GjLH89RUi74RgWC0xixNFTVjGj7eSmY2lu6lqyz_8/s320/SANY1532.JPG" border="0" /></a> Water fun with the Cousins<br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmk6zwFF21IP519iU8lntYoh8bZtcc7WQHD2yzjpEY5r00pNIALiI4KGjzjS1igMuf0jcExrcj_TpKQfIxSbe9-xR7j0ahLeIZ94X7xOwzvO-DiQq3hERF-JlsIdhKh77iyJnDQIUr1C8/s1600/SANY1538.JPG"><img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; display: block; height: 240px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500995018943389138" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmk6zwFF21IP519iU8lntYoh8bZtcc7WQHD2yzjpEY5r00pNIALiI4KGjzjS1igMuf0jcExrcj_TpKQfIxSbe9-xR7j0ahLeIZ94X7xOwzvO-DiQq3hERF-JlsIdhKh77iyJnDQIUr1C8/s320/SANY1538.JPG" border="0" /></a> Kelly and Josh loved this crab<br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsltyTy1p5bqA_rrZkSaBGCVNNsGWf7yFsu96aSbETO2u3ow9JGlWuYGHzppuSrDV2S6jco4eHUmKYtQ37-tPfRIhFX1VBoJlyxKT3StesOlwdCC8YkZyU-rQ1BLqEvjCTaxC19NfGi4o/s1600/SANY1552.JPG"><img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; display: block; height: 240px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500994788458839842" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsltyTy1p5bqA_rrZkSaBGCVNNsGWf7yFsu96aSbETO2u3ow9JGlWuYGHzppuSrDV2S6jco4eHUmKYtQ37-tPfRIhFX1VBoJlyxKT3StesOlwdCC8YkZyU-rQ1BLqEvjCTaxC19NfGi4o/s320/SANY1552.JPG" border="0" /></a> Family Picture<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiw6XH90wxssnUImnHs6gCZM2c0EszOlBakqeU7aQcovLt4CfiVEF2LfI477Zfeb81EwlYwUGHSyJVXMQKCR1CKE2BUHz4P7x1IoHMt7X1BncpkyIPt6453xTWVPwLDX3rjXBSDy6uwNHQ/s1600/SANY1553.JPG"><img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; display: block; height: 240px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500994583812057170" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiw6XH90wxssnUImnHs6gCZM2c0EszOlBakqeU7aQcovLt4CfiVEF2LfI477Zfeb81EwlYwUGHSyJVXMQKCR1CKE2BUHz4P7x1IoHMt7X1BncpkyIPt6453xTWVPwLDX3rjXBSDy6uwNHQ/s320/SANY1553.JPG" border="0" /></a>Sleeping Babes<br /><br />(This is just a side note. In order to watch TV, my kids have a special spot to sit. They all love it, and no one will give it up, so this is what we get! How funny little kids can be.)<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjk5H8rnyLQYkobZndn90mP3E2avhogdQbCSvmvulJcUdGEw8hLIorh0HGe3eNLRBbd2dzCLskYnEILvpj82R3SjcSjAiimkhALbb_a5IQ9qXkIurEXyJKohyphenhypheniECE35arbUc4E44KFMGPA/s1600/SANY1392.JPG"><img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; display: block; height: 240px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500994310384889618" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjk5H8rnyLQYkobZndn90mP3E2avhogdQbCSvmvulJcUdGEw8hLIorh0HGe3eNLRBbd2dzCLskYnEILvpj82R3SjcSjAiimkhALbb_a5IQ9qXkIurEXyJKohyphenhypheniECE35arbUc4E44KFMGPA/s320/SANY1392.JPG" border="0" /></a>P.S. In case there is anyone we haven't told yet, we are expecting our 4th child November 10th. Much to Josh's dismay, it is a girl. We couldn't be more excited and while we are anxious to meet her, I am in no hurry for the craziness that will follow! </div></div></div></div></div></div></div>The Anderson Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09502648750718887103noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1920597534621131527.post-79436134562890380602010-05-30T15:42:00.000-07:002010-05-30T15:57:12.940-07:00What's Missing?<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihFlW2-v8QtPc1H7xdEtnqpMmifxHPE2G_cuwxuUCKobPifu1T4LmhejdQxkt01AHsARRZg4OggiMr4tjDME2l3d2mYbc4ozIMJV5XUd2IgJvtB_lK6mK6oB3BSLgMlMKq0KRRmSsXjgc/s1600/SANY1391.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477200620829852866" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihFlW2-v8QtPc1H7xdEtnqpMmifxHPE2G_cuwxuUCKobPifu1T4LmhejdQxkt01AHsARRZg4OggiMr4tjDME2l3d2mYbc4ozIMJV5XUd2IgJvtB_lK6mK6oB3BSLgMlMKq0KRRmSsXjgc/s320/SANY1391.JPG" /></a> Since Abbie started kindergarten, she has been constantly asking when she is going to lose a tooth. A few months ago we went to the dentist and she told Abbie that since she got her teeth later (around 11 months) she probably would be a little older before she lost any. She assured me that her teeth were in no way ready to come out. Well, a couple of weeks ago Abbie told me that she had two loose teeth. I blew it off and kept reminding her the dentist said it would be awhile. When I finally bothered to check, sure enough her two front, bottom teeth were loose. On Thursday she hit her mouth on something and the first of two teeth became loose enough to pull out. She was so brave when Pete pulled it out. This is our child who usually has a breakdown when any medical intervention - including but not limited to LOOKING at a sore- is needed. Today, Pete pulled out her second tooth out. I guess if it were Christmas we would be singing "All I want for Christmas is my Two Front Teeth". Congrats Abbie - and again - you were right and I was wrong!The Anderson Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09502648750718887103noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1920597534621131527.post-10044489758533948612010-05-25T11:25:00.000-07:002010-05-31T11:46:29.276-07:00The Big #4A few weeks ago Josh celebrated his 4th birthday. He is growing up so quickly. Pete had to be into work early, and so Josh kindly agreed to wait until lunch (when Pete could run home for a few minutes) to open his presents. <div></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475278654618508962" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8D5RHGAuyRNi803f9CN9caYee0cSWvLc_-TifyzfqpOnsRhwl-r8xFN_DiCpcpUwidQD_Fe6DpC1pvTBrWJxsFtsnq40pBxoeUwtn5UP1HlDnrMTtCBl-THlyEBKM9uOyEXlHZzjsB80/s320/SANY1363.JPG" />In case you can't tell, Josh absolutely L-O-V-E-S dinosaurs. He was in heaven.<br /><br />Part of our birthday tradition is letting the kids pick what they will eat for their meals, so later that night we ate corndogs and cream of chicken soup. Some friends came over to celebrate with us and help us eat the cake. Suprisingly, in-spite of his love of dinosaurs, Josh wanted a Spiderman cake.<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475279196181808738" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWhb7z91Wac7lmg4qM0jG6rP48mUiBlPnEwgW9fXYE9lD70KnqQYeUGN4dfX9M8q0GHhlVCc9aMbbfPmGzHJvTlPwnI7Y2_2SHvVddrcslbndUIYkY3M_x6oOHC90iNKOXI1pTEQEbaow/s320/SANY1368.JPG" /> <div></div><div>Thanks for being such a wonderful part of our family Josh! We love you.</div>The Anderson Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09502648750718887103noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1920597534621131527.post-15880279056210486812010-04-14T18:17:00.000-07:002010-05-20T11:58:22.573-07:00Kelly's BirthdayI can't believe my baby is 2!!!! Maybe she seems so little because with all of our other kids, we've had a new baby by now which makes them seem a lot older.<br /><br /><div><div><div></div><div>We decided to keep Kelly's birthday simple this year and just do family stuff. It was a nice and relaxing day. We started out the day with Kelly opening presents before Pete had to go to work. I think she was a little overwhelmed. </div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473185612909044434" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEha1Oo3CeJY80pp7m8pyTgqy19dpCS5anZ7_d-hquZcybBgYYQnF4WEi-XY9G3GqNbPCVtf0ocUp2w-7Xg39VW4s56aM9Ri_PbVDIQYeQXs2JaMe3i4AHE-wS6AE3mW88pzS4cZV-UaaYs/s320/SANY1329.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473185229100670370" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgityFhcs4dB_NgK9KE7F28Hpt1vlTvBLUtvkEKnQ1JceVY98VR84fxo1PBIf4_7rD_S7pYUTp6T2mQUorSCxcNLKaFt1SdtSjQDGG-exQFFUGBw-QrWuocneWqgz00q4B9AfRjkT90qwA/s320/SANY1331.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473186209038477362" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhycNCm_mDw7tJt5I8OnsfT2V4bjhNCqE2j-UMfvPq5RatGLR-5nL11k8m_tadC9pElIi3iomZn2cT0ZBk_X-mc1LgFE2TWmHcdsya3IAkTvmcGvH2D2LO1CiEVY9iuPGTz8hd5ov7dKJY/s320/SANY1333.JPG" /> <div>Then it was off to her favorite breakfast....hot cereal. After Abbie went to school; Kelly, Josh and I just hung out playing with her toys and going for a walk. For lunch we went to the park and had a picnic. Pete was able to join us, so that made us all happy.</div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473184202552854274" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPkA7rG4YR6mN2D1QQLDuGQTYPaNI8GBRux98txOORcV1D6AMteSBnOErMMaeRRnpT0IO8n4AldtDSWSjro3o9_gZTK-MHn94U4N-Gmli1js0umL9QdOg00kY3wjeH7d82U-_rT9Alv_0/s320/SANY1334.JPG" /><br /><div></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473183598783255522" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJg4vn6L-6jJbEXbpHxYvQJINXBV368LPG6-7N2kA6NNZV_LlL3VnqAGHwS_NNj9CtzK7JJSrN-73tV5bTTLOsknIQ4XCWt7l4uWVPnReKmJefNoDOz9vB41ZMPJXJ9ThNfFrwYrQEP70/s320/SANY1337.JPG" /> <div>For dinner it was grilled hamburgers and hot dogs. We ended the night with chocolate cupcakes and ice-cream.</div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473182943747699234" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjilHGgO28Jef9FgqrlGal8eb4y19YDiIyjeh3fOPPmxZeFqeOeTIAdXUr47J-23hjpm6WV9CI_yEjhiBDMYje4HIbwKTkE3HOqI0ZKu7fFamfKjqqBJTn8KPRRDFulySnXbxdAzyP98AA/s320/SANY1341.JPG" /> <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473187355951407186" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0S0TJcKq6A29QaeCUa8h9qnTxeauRoUVl4IbyGMQKeXdCSDvdVsbnokL14olZ_FuQgCvq_PVCsugrErROcZWCQEMA_ctnSMI6jL216rDjG4NHxeI52GeBkyqfhXpT8YI5tmDN3dnQiOw/s320/SANY1345.JPG" /> <div>Kelly is such a lovable little girl. She loves to cuddle. At night, she will wake up and call for dad. When Pete goes in, she will lay a pillow down on her floor next to her bed. She will say "cuddle" at which point, Pete will lay down on the floor and Kelly will lay down with him and cuddle. After just a minute or so, she will give him a kiss and climb back in her bed. Then she is fine for the rest of the night. The other day while I was cooking, Kelly came into the kitchen with her "baby" and was taking care of her. She said her baby couldn't sleep and needed to "cuddle" like daddy does, and then she laid down on the floor with her baby. So cute!<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473181695584490914" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNX1Pr_g0p8vqPLAcrHLZh8Gns2ptFoLYKcRjeXndfjNZw2JXlihL7KK7DXB3l08eJxxVAgwydd3RoJys5e3Lj7MbDSC46ptFXwl58gb-prxRTGyVoxIAc9gBtcX1hiavszKwpzJSl7Y4/s320/SANY1371.JPG" /></div><div>We are so thankful that Kelly is a part of our family. Happy Birthday Kelly!</div></div></div>The Anderson Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09502648750718887103noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1920597534621131527.post-12925870593484649262010-04-14T18:09:00.000-07:002010-05-19T19:53:04.474-07:00Catch-upI guess I haven't downloaded pictures from my camera in awhile. So, I am going to do a quick catch-up.<br /><br /><div><div><div><div>Josh's preschool group went to the Nature Center for a field trip. I was very proud of him. Even though he was really scared, he went up and touched the snake. They had a lot of fun and saw lots of different animals.<br /><div><div><div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473177745754171026" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0vCpQPBxKDBsmN9ywW-iSDv-LfBdzxOhScuM6wXmShgRqoSegOXgMOaFk658PUJ_jz8U5KSlHzGqlac8sj_nyb2jxGKJm5r-aFN1JyvBno1Z6-TWRG8Vjmay19qmSqzsm_gWBpJ_XW9k/s320/SANY1309.JPG" />Here are some pictures from Valentines Day. We got together with our best friends and the kids made valentines day chocolate suckers. They had a lot of fun...even the little ones got to get involved.<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473176486566000354" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgL5yzY8oQjXHG5IksSOLLHcBHwTt1lER1jnZq8ZJjHc7CoWdbV94K5o7ooeYZ0_zM12gpX3ap-4SlORlNy1ndhIVAAeaXrDaFO4Jy5M9qrixa0NE2EtYJ2O2SRDZizG6fpC0e2-l7353E/s320/SANY1290.JPG" /> <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473179018427982786" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMrBiTvubFZwMyAsKk7DQDSpSVuvW1DvM9UmMhd4yHB7E01C7pdn5ijtK2wnP_-iPikbPxhL0RW_cW1zo4XaVvxQjNqyq3OgNRGrTIIHZkLt1NKabRDY4TwIg7b9OxssolKqPKuUbQYzU/s320/SANY1295.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473177043420146994" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOSr4jPmyL_Q99UpfjC1p58_HnnjClaPUT3VedseihCvbYPyr_ksFQTbcgc6Wm97amyQTYn1Em9lE-u3aZMvCb0Eqd59eydZ7IO4ay-pAQ3PR7sr7pUxNhpC0TY7_iDMCUlG62da7CQMY/s320/SANY1293.JPG" />This is the first year since 18 something that we haven't gotten snow in March. On one of the warmer days we decided to take advantage and go to the park. The kids love playing at "Allegator Park". <div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473174720120133778" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghiwpaEtz7QpQaeK0gBieM78asWgXEg7xqw4vpWE4PHJu_0ZWeUQLAZLp6sZ0lR2smDzk1nUM3_53VWAWSItMsBYJymAcNt-Cd4CKB1TsfNAxEf_zdQ8eSPGzyiHY8hKGDqlICAoRlgPc/s320/SANY1321.JPG" /></div><div></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473174177359526882" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtOVOcJ-8q-rTGAbzkYdxAP17ZhrDuU0QUIk9NmU86CRezPYIYJbQi-6rbA8zLxmxTYNgkJM_VGpz-vxNsbHd_ZjHAR47SfLU7PomqQE-APCGLt7dhTOWbIeXCevWlyJl4mBmKXjfNMPM/s320/SANY1319.JPG" /> This is Kelly's version of dress-up. She has her legs through the arm of one of Abbies shirts with a belt. Very stylish. Maybe she'll go into fashion....<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473173359820681106" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQJa0I5z5jOq9IqfYHRdEo3jv4ZPjFttX9AN_Jz_3nacRS1-3hbPZ9ZTsJnGzLbIsx3H_37ZlPp3c8xrXM_qto5jZVLWCYXLBppp51Xvo7tRM_cnLSHsdAvNvWwAy183V-9FTe8TNOSJU/s320/SANY1327.JPG" /></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>The Anderson Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09502648750718887103noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1920597534621131527.post-61064256911565128072010-02-21T15:23:00.000-08:002010-02-21T19:35:13.488-08:00VacationLast year at this time, we went with the kids to the Wisconsin Dells. They had so much fun, we decided to make a tradition of it and do it again this year. Pete's mom was able to come with us this time which made it special as well.<br /><br /><div><div></div><div>This trip is a nice break from all the boredom of winter, although it does make me get a little spring fever. The lodge where we stay connects to a walkway that goes to all of the indoor wateparks - so we don't ever have to go outside. Abbie loved being able to "swim" (with a life jacket), hot tub, and go on the waterslides. Apparantly you have to be 6 yrs old to go in the hot tub (Wisconsin law). I figured she was close enough and took her anyway only to be told by a lifeguard that we had to leave because she was certainly no more than <strong>3</strong> yrs old. Huh??? Josh loved trying to find the elephant (don't ask) and playing with Grandma. Kelly was a little more water-shy than we thought she would be. About the only thing she liked was riding on the intertube down the lazy river and in the wave pool. I forgot my camera, so JoEllen was nice enough to take a few pictures for us.</div><div></div><div>**Caution-you may need sunglasses to look at the following picture...remember red heads can't - not don't... CAN'T- tan.</div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440845356215899170" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4-ttS5GSZdUC9Ga3zfFs_BZMQCDYGwO4_e3Dhd9JZ2vIbMO7c65aRsstevdh-KkbU17Bkk0lr0Ypb0zek5KKVX3Xhx6VSjOqAS1Dg9TTBye4TsGjrquPz6jrwOtms1Juf7advtUWuqes/s320/P2160004.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440845676912977218" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqBEOpVgvPwT-QxJtmT69RQcJXFb8o7CIXpz8aQ8Vo7rreenO6hVcUC3DBTn1jjzFFQFX7Pe1Ashv7yeXetNWks6X-FSNztCEBNI69c08MSmYNBklXzWD3NnXqrsbHFtmUgXzUX4GVj_A/s320/P2160007.JPG" /> <div></div><div>Thanks to Grandma, Pete and I even got to spend some time at night by ourselves. It was a great trip and we look forward to going again next year.</div><br /><div></div><div>With the rest of his time off, Pete replaced all of the upstairs doors. Pete wonders if its weird that he likes doing these home projects with his time off. I don't have a good answer. Anyone else.....</div></div>The Anderson Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09502648750718887103noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1920597534621131527.post-66713749595542354742010-01-28T13:54:00.000-08:002010-01-28T20:46:00.334-08:00Ta-Da!<div><div><div><div><div><div>You would think all home improvements would be done prior to or shortly after moving in. Not in our home. I think we've done more in the past 6 months than our whole married lives. (Ok, so in all fairness, most of our married life has been spent in apartments!)</div><br /><div>Pete has had a little more time off this month, so we embarked on replacing the tile in the upstairs and downstairs entryway. I have <strong>HATED</strong> this tile since we moved in. Pete tried removing it when we moved, but decided that nothing short of an earthquake was going to do the job. Luckily, for a Christmas/Birthday present, Pete got the next best thing - an aircompressor with a tool on it like a mini jack hammer. It really isn't a big area, but it took a whole day to get the tile scrapped off the basement floor. The upstairs entryway was much easier. </div><br /><div>Here are a few before and after pictures!<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432016943492413506" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGZxBamSUsEpM3O_IFqLr_dAI941gPXcs-UlGrcuUF8-K7UB4h3kxkJj_dok0cLvXsYyWeKUV8KbBNPbK_DpoDbq4vQL8GJmNaRY9t1xzgaXMreQHTbBz6-JDsdY4elRMxi9ivJLsKbBk/s320/SANY1283.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432016559951585714" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiR0lIp2Z_7ljhQxW8UnqqP3qlbdyKegb87q60BXewJh9wKnVnR4JGLXCPVD_gnSRdeif4mBHgC5wdMcvUUBteHShywv6aMGzFprYJvIfNkmehCr7JgMNMFu3nXyEBfUgW2Ky_A52fvadE/s320/SANY1279.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432016125540878866" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjPbVK6JdDodaLBbazSPyel8-5v_nJmufP4Q8lC9frc9g6Cy5NF0aPqi54b38XYWIA8tIIaSWy-yp0H7-WZV6hYidBJDLkeiUxl4DD4TUp5kEl8fTb1CYgWEQ4T0sC6UQ6AEodh26XvCA/s320/SANY1289.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432015735469892818" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5OvCZ-RibsJAhaQbBzEFeAp1ag0ytuJ7-yRh-EtfBH1SMA_MpBrxYDAvZ0WHSu_H8HdrdeQw89AX4StYQaEASsrTFW_iUMSQeq1n0Y8PmP6y7zbxiNbt3caETeO9mUeqHURDXkc8ha_A/s320/SANY1288.JPG" /></div></div></div></div></div></div>The Anderson Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09502648750718887103noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1920597534621131527.post-78791002373357982622009-12-26T17:06:00.000-08:002009-12-30T06:17:33.070-08:00Merry ChristmasThis Christmas I was reminded why I rarely take pictures of my children. It started out with trying to take a Sunday picture in front of the Christmas tree. I finally got so frustrated Pete took over. This picture shows how the process went. At least Abbie and Josh were both looking at the camera in this picture.<br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419723698902614754" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLFQzCNAAgSIlGaTmb9BG2u5HezogcNCL5ipiBZkwu6QuPeNgac1MF2TXzQRNAvNswEzOJDFNornWHo3ON39jRVhaXYc-zMfAlZup3NsRUDF6DkJqx_IvF5AVywzCcXhnwWLh870X_Q_s/s320/SANY1230.JPG" />For Christmas Eve, we were invited over to some friends house for a Scandanavian tradition.<br /><div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 330px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 257px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419720995223718466" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYr8h3EbU8BljAyOs8eIcnJFxphsnGELiv9KDQBIYOG30nnIwXe9Mqv_35kDppQkFSoC1M_fFrrkae2oBpIfwZHxhMU2AziVPL6jJ_xJXy6cb9LU20mGKnW4da4aZSMfIYpSB8kBJvgw4/s320/SANY1245.JPG" />We talked, sang a few carols, and then were visited by Santa. The kids were all told before we started caroling that if they heard bells they were to be as still and quiet as they could, and Santa may drop by, but if he heard them he would leave. We had a room full of kids and I thought for sure there would be plenty of noise. However, there was not a peep from the kids. They sat in awe as Santa dropped by and left them each a present. You would have thought Abbie had won the lottery from the way she acted. Her night was made!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZLA4s6NXPsmJ7lTrpCt-l2P1WA_ToYJIHTSGBuy5IHyJVlExd1cFL_QNnZWUfmsjlFQYpJDEM4V_Jb5AIFot35kBNmEnXkqdM6INlu7MA_JaTVUEpmEGZe2VPiJIjIG-9vGaPpfJTPps/s1600-h/SANY1252.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 343px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 231px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419721268882610786" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZLA4s6NXPsmJ7lTrpCt-l2P1WA_ToYJIHTSGBuy5IHyJVlExd1cFL_QNnZWUfmsjlFQYpJDEM4V_Jb5AIFot35kBNmEnXkqdM6INlu7MA_JaTVUEpmEGZe2VPiJIjIG-9vGaPpfJTPps/s320/SANY1252.JPG" /></a>After the visit from Santa, we went back home and read the Nativity while the kids acted it out using the Little People nativity. Then we exchanged sibling gifts and got our new Christmas Pajamas. After watching The Grinch, it was off to bed. I tried telling the kids that Santa wouldn't come until they were asleep, but Abbie reminded me all they had to do was be quiet like at our friends and Santa would never know they were there. Try arguing with that! </div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419728534579491602" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-00uTfawjdFMUIhu18O_98zXzr14p7_YLBCXlHsXVPcPDNd960heDACJRU5fqPX1NfEvhd-qxXYvKHl6lTooAOn793fb_Hnqejj4HcovTxlFkq9dS1fKNjKxBElNif5fx4UsOcSsNors/s320/SANY1256.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419729688326729730" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQjqgH2ijyxQvTbOjTc-h8QWLhouFKil0Ixp_BGsslmEE2-ERr3JfxEjQB8CrOX9HlpeQM8-fX5tultT2PyFG8QZ12Hbl9sXUGzKEdfMgd7zUS7PGJI2MtUadIpG8GRPHN7OmN3-se-hg/s320/SANY1267.JPG" /> <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419730426606139298" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0C88oRckf0aOm2zKkiJjAqkOqGAtNx4AW5oHhqiCL0VGPR7dGrSq_TH4TUjHkDmdwjI6EZ7KBevuF9ZBL2ixYzZe8CRycIYJ8ygo3YfpU0L-olmP9keWldVsTjVw5x8hWTJXmdbnUv38/s320/SANY1272.JPG" />Christmas morning, Abbie woke up with the flu. After throwing up, she felt much better and perked up as the day wore on. Josh and Kelly slept until about 7:30am which made for a nice relaxed morning. The kids enjoyed themselves, while Pete and I enjoyed them. We spent the rest of the day playing with toys, talking with family, and snacking on food.</div>The Anderson Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09502648750718887103noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1920597534621131527.post-71215282269198129662009-12-08T18:08:00.000-08:002009-12-26T18:13:55.622-08:00Thanksgiving<div><div>First, we started off the holiday with the kids making turkeys! This was something I remember from my childhood and is a tradition I hope my kids will remember just as fondly. Pete was on call, so he didn't get to join in the fun with us but the kids did a great job and enjoyed eating their turkeys almost as much as making them.</div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419732732813261378" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjglSKpixTgf6J8NwiE_wQrsJHo10Mq4b9N_Rs2B7ddXhNeFtzqow05TK49Pln5FazN2ikklNWbucVAzbsWVuP6U3xxRXl4GTi2JZVAyJqT1CYP0uObyrzB9hFKeYWfb9UD7GOmMBYTphg/s320/SANY1194.JPG" /> <div></div><div>For Thanksgiving, Pete actually had the day off! After not celebrating last year, it was nice to have a Thanksgiving dinner again. We got together with some wonderful friends and enjoyed both the food and the company. Thanks Jamie and Nick for including us in your family!</div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419733139034266850" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgT3G3hPC2Z8S5G-y9ze57_Djtwhp92HSdOMwKYApYt_TW-hMItYusVNVkF_daNqvqMasHFBebNGMvedpEhubTZMfyXMEQIEdKEhSTyo_K6O9fv-tAUjY6zLaECJDAmf21s5suxlCHu_Zk/s320/SANY1201.JPG" /> <div></div><div>I am so thankful for all my blessings. I have a wonderful family, both immediate and extended. We are blessed with great friends and all the temporal things that we need. Most especially, I am thankful for my Savior. I have always thought it so appropriate that we start off the Christmas season with Thanksgiving because it puts me in the right frame of mind for celebrating the birth of Christ. May you all have a wonderful Christmas season!</div></div>The Anderson Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09502648750718887103noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1920597534621131527.post-3305122850483781462009-11-15T13:39:00.000-08:002009-11-15T18:28:16.342-08:00Behold Your Little OnesI have been reminded lately what wonderful children I have. Each of them have made me very proud and I am truly grateful for them.<br /><br />Abbie was chosen to receive the Character Acheivement Award at school by her teacher. She was chosen because she showed great teamwork and was a good example to her peers. She also gave her first talk in primary today. She worked so hard to try and memorize her talk. I would find her in her room or in the bathroom practicing all week. We are so proud of her and know that our Heavenly Father is as well.<br /><br />While Joshua loves preschool, he has continued to be a homebody. No matter what we are doing, he always wants to know when we get to go back home. He has turned into such a big helper. He loves to surprise me in the morning by getting ready for the day without me having to ask. So, he will get up and get dressed, make his bed, brush his teeth, and say his prayers all on his own. He also loves to help me cook and help keep Kelly happy.<br /><br />Kelly is growing quickly and has found out she can do things on her own. She is talking more and can even say "yes" now (everything used to be answered with a "no")! Abbie and Josh claim she is the best at playing tag and horsey (she rides on their backs). Her favorite past time however, is reading and taking off her pajamas. Oh the wonders of being a child!The Anderson Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09502648750718887103noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1920597534621131527.post-3756820640788762572009-11-01T14:49:00.001-08:002009-11-01T16:12:40.642-08:00Pete's ProjectsSince Pete only ended up working 74 hours the last 3 weeks he was able to complete some projects around the home. He made the following home improvements.<br />-New coat rack for downstairs<br />-New fireplace mantel downstairs<br />-New light fixtures in the bedrooms<br /><br /><div align="center"></div><div align="center">Here are some pictures of the mantel</div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399272194175868498" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxvpA3dJn8oG4vfSNmx74OwQEJgOO8HemEnGB4vJMhEKEhPK7ItGlgtOwPpFZmqUmxXNBSuyPTdUGf4jwqUwQgWsieuLhlyWCrxS4_a35oUXzzxlKFPiyjrfGhiTdaZgYxf-JrUrE_xng/s320/SANY1167.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399272187853944818" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCq92Xa5XRpW9kr5jeI5fsGUH5BPrHvbLQsVscl4Ca4hSw5nDRdP2skPqKWS0QFj01NfnH7F-cimeEHNGKLrrl0eo7H_0z13MAMrwF3sUmjQsKR6F9zu8cAcKrq5AaCMFVqs8zFMKBKQc/s320/SANY1166.JPG" />The Anderson Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09502648750718887103noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1920597534621131527.post-9024355386021217722009-11-01T14:26:00.001-08:002009-11-01T16:11:12.921-08:00Happy HalloweenHalloween seemed to last longer than one day this year. Abbie and Josh both had Halloween parties at their schools. Abbie's school does a Halloween parade where they walk from room to room wearing their costumes. Abbie got to lead the parade and was very excited.<br /><br />Halloween day was filled with anticipation for the kids and a little bit of dread for the parents. It always seems to take forever to get the kids dressed in their costumes and out the door only to have the kids want to head home because they are tired or cold after only a few houses. This year, the kids actually held up pretty well. Even Kelly insisted on walking and did pretty good at keeping up with her older sister and brother. After trick-or-treating we went to some friends house for a little Halloween get together.<br /><br />All in all, it was a fun night enjoyed by both the kids and adults. And like most Halloween's, we will still be eating the candy for months to come!<br /><br />Abbie as a Ballerina<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgX-0YtzB94IsNlM2JZsrja14637Uvp6cfkw1YoNGWwBuiLhmMAnk9Exe8UqqMkLwkJ_BGDqN9A4Dcl7Oval5JWwUxvN7vh1HAqtS_M_f6iAdkvq-e7oyrDnA2vlqk-iTxI17zf4aUbcMY/s1600-h/SANY1142.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399267192070037442" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgX-0YtzB94IsNlM2JZsrja14637Uvp6cfkw1YoNGWwBuiLhmMAnk9Exe8UqqMkLwkJ_BGDqN9A4Dcl7Oval5JWwUxvN7vh1HAqtS_M_f6iAdkvq-e7oyrDnA2vlqk-iTxI17zf4aUbcMY/s320/SANY1142.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Josh as Spiderman (yes, again)<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3fNxaa_GZRgyLQEYfO9qs90eXCCHGJXJkT0zLu2UQ5fJ_oh9NWN0eGaX57EHUHjXZPkZ-MsyJDNbhPLZN_gX9Sg_2jxFcixe2vxeWHoDEj-58pHSYuGXGT_zzAChSqGz0ItifW2riRz4/s1600-h/SANY1146.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399267450523486834" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3fNxaa_GZRgyLQEYfO9qs90eXCCHGJXJkT0zLu2UQ5fJ_oh9NWN0eGaX57EHUHjXZPkZ-MsyJDNbhPLZN_gX9Sg_2jxFcixe2vxeWHoDEj-58pHSYuGXGT_zzAChSqGz0ItifW2riRz4/s320/SANY1146.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Kelly as Little Red Riding Hood<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmL6vgJoywolrntp6idU_RhLoJj7bHbewiv0st5Q8N9LoDBsgVCmUipG4n9L897HHQumaRUmniEoG_H8sT2DqSDk9dHK3K42PfD9LhMc4V14_TPPbtPyxGmpvWYjLqmSxZQPgkIyZPvqw/s1600-h/SANY1149.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399267799575896818" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmL6vgJoywolrntp6idU_RhLoJj7bHbewiv0st5Q8N9LoDBsgVCmUipG4n9L897HHQumaRUmniEoG_H8sT2DqSDk9dHK3K42PfD9LhMc4V14_TPPbtPyxGmpvWYjLqmSxZQPgkIyZPvqw/s320/SANY1149.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmL6vgJoywolrntp6idU_RhLoJj7bHbewiv0st5Q8N9LoDBsgVCmUipG4n9L897HHQumaRUmniEoG_H8sT2DqSDk9dHK3K42PfD9LhMc4V14_TPPbtPyxGmpvWYjLqmSxZQPgkIyZPvqw/s1600-h/SANY1149.JPG"></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_Fvx5UMsa_hwJsSGqu7aqxaVlBatHabtuIhLHfikdR4yio8cxvjvvQcpG1zL21gAz6w4MBdZcpFXo-1C-t6HqGUWGXOljL7f46nS_VwDQjti9b0uBnWDPM8ZFjAhV-st4UKAFAmXaERg/s1600-h/SANY1157.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399269805053763890" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_Fvx5UMsa_hwJsSGqu7aqxaVlBatHabtuIhLHfikdR4yio8cxvjvvQcpG1zL21gAz6w4MBdZcpFXo-1C-t6HqGUWGXOljL7f46nS_VwDQjti9b0uBnWDPM8ZFjAhV-st4UKAFAmXaERg/s320/SANY1157.JPG" /></a>The Anderson Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09502648750718887103noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1920597534621131527.post-735057485549220222009-09-11T12:09:00.000-07:002009-09-11T12:44:12.048-07:00A Month of FirstsWhat an exciting month for Abbie.First, five years ago on September 1, we added a beautiful baby girl to our little family. Abbie Marie has always had a happy temperment and kind heart. She is such a good big sister to Josh and Kelly and my little helper. She is always willing to do whatever is asked of her and tries her hardest to do what's right. She continues to be a bright spot in our lives who will accomplish whatever she sets her mind to!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRDlP2iWiyyUTpGTqQfO1jUhNAjfXPRHAH7WfaJKapFzWn4HKg77MBZbY0fjVJ98wGfcaZhOyFjyJUZLF8pZMhWii7jQVGtvbQRPmQrtxSHoPof54Fyt4C9RK3DNso4uof0Dz4kGUTj70/s1600-h/SANY1049.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380293141394632690" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRDlP2iWiyyUTpGTqQfO1jUhNAjfXPRHAH7WfaJKapFzWn4HKg77MBZbY0fjVJ98wGfcaZhOyFjyJUZLF8pZMhWii7jQVGtvbQRPmQrtxSHoPof54Fyt4C9RK3DNso4uof0Dz4kGUTj70/s320/SANY1049.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />The day after Abbie's birthday, she had her first dance class. She and her little friend Madi are in a creative dance class which she absolutely loves! She asks everyday if she has dance and just beams when she comes out of her class every week.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhz2JNi8hoXUF2C0U34H1MiFZ_mYxf5N454XJToKjmI6LLhjNMu14Tgm1zJETg6aFdklMpRxZWrPmCgw_0ozUaWLvZ-NGc3jJTjzeH9Fh2zODPXwPSwVYsLFkgXvNcMJbsEntEtPOMcvYE/s1600-h/SANY1052.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380293460955546098" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhz2JNi8hoXUF2C0U34H1MiFZ_mYxf5N454XJToKjmI6LLhjNMu14Tgm1zJETg6aFdklMpRxZWrPmCgw_0ozUaWLvZ-NGc3jJTjzeH9Fh2zODPXwPSwVYsLFkgXvNcMJbsEntEtPOMcvYE/s320/SANY1052.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />The biggest moment (for me anyways) was Abbie's first day of school! I had a harder time than she did. I cried the night before and while she did get a few tears in her eyes when we left, that was it. She came out of her first day excited to go back. Her teacher is due to deliver her second baby in just a few weeks, so I am hoping having a substitute doesn't change the way she feels. My baby is growing up!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQJ5o82VeOBj6CPoLKxGl5rbIi4ZdoXEEQ8nX8UE4Mdj9HIH0vr0WHmsgbIa-mk8V1cg_OYnxc02iDB_3gUI7jd24PKFRUR9zqxYt52gZUQTrnyYktqllqe8ECjNjHXmCupmeIC4Z492Y/s1600-h/SANY1054.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380293990670504578" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQJ5o82VeOBj6CPoLKxGl5rbIi4ZdoXEEQ8nX8UE4Mdj9HIH0vr0WHmsgbIa-mk8V1cg_OYnxc02iDB_3gUI7jd24PKFRUR9zqxYt52gZUQTrnyYktqllqe8ECjNjHXmCupmeIC4Z492Y/s320/SANY1054.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZEShI3VeiwoiXdyFIwQwj0ok7d968ALGu-z1wimAG9iAtqSo9JHGyzRwld24FSKcN-aIRdYBzYiY_hQ0HpmjSpa2fquLq4sc5KFsY6rjjnucJhjBLiNt1j27oe_71jJcz8Ib1_RMrA8k/s1600-h/SANY1066.JPG"></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiz9U46CV8f1sIE10jfpaTQ2st6m9tl8FxZCdWM70Br6LicXa5GwU3tnm967MXp6nKtb9I4AJqJV6nof_KEc5IJ-Ou7rFnD8lbqnoFuJin3LGcKJ4gWhvlCXB-yr6lH-rnFNCeSLaFuvVQ/s1600-h/SANY1055.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380294816702529250" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiz9U46CV8f1sIE10jfpaTQ2st6m9tl8FxZCdWM70Br6LicXa5GwU3tnm967MXp6nKtb9I4AJqJV6nof_KEc5IJ-Ou7rFnD8lbqnoFuJin3LGcKJ4gWhvlCXB-yr6lH-rnFNCeSLaFuvVQ/s320/SANY1055.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgonZrXACg6YCSKsZgK7l9BJQqcVBF2-Gn7RYn64CA3pP73J-HJDkYihNpOBCjqBQuRR1hHJcGyUAPCYI6PG8AyZQblZnb-KTh5jKTzs6XwwmGKbB4dvVxAL1ulX5JqqF4YqxmvXN95GJc/s1600-h/SANY1066.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380296968375906658" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgonZrXACg6YCSKsZgK7l9BJQqcVBF2-Gn7RYn64CA3pP73J-HJDkYihNpOBCjqBQuRR1hHJcGyUAPCYI6PG8AyZQblZnb-KTh5jKTzs6XwwmGKbB4dvVxAL1ulX5JqqF4YqxmvXN95GJc/s320/SANY1066.JPG" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZEShI3VeiwoiXdyFIwQwj0ok7d968ALGu-z1wimAG9iAtqSo9JHGyzRwld24FSKcN-aIRdYBzYiY_hQ0HpmjSpa2fquLq4sc5KFsY6rjjnucJhjBLiNt1j27oe_71jJcz8Ib1_RMrA8k/s1600-h/SANY1066.JPG"></a>The Anderson Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09502648750718887103noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1920597534621131527.post-39890904857955692172009-08-30T14:10:00.000-07:002009-08-30T14:22:36.518-07:00Residency MadnessIf anyone ever wonders about the long hours and intense pressure residents are under, this picture says it all. Let me explain....Pete and his fellow residents on the Infectious Disease service decided that in order to fit in with their consultants they needed to grow mustaches. I am sure this was done during a very intense, sleep deprived moment - otherwise I have to blame it on insanity.....you decide.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXHFGxPQspIrf3P0M0IyGdiiqbR2DpN2lF2-mROcCBDjtkwmjB5lG2JKkQxWyXhVo6UNigf2L4sA2-TjCX8LYNCaWQniNVha4ki0Cxg-DiD0rB_UXZLEuV-KaEUcCyVJoCwlgANwgimcw/s1600-h/mustache.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375868330936446018" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXHFGxPQspIrf3P0M0IyGdiiqbR2DpN2lF2-mROcCBDjtkwmjB5lG2JKkQxWyXhVo6UNigf2L4sA2-TjCX8LYNCaWQniNVha4ki0Cxg-DiD0rB_UXZLEuV-KaEUcCyVJoCwlgANwgimcw/s320/mustache.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKRE1b8EG55xy51KKv0eiDLUgXEVcysarLyXIxT1ZZS5Z2h9RbEgZIgXofQc7hbCqRsQpQpI4kxw468EveSKgm-LNt4LY5xp6s_OLZk8cEqzunOMKGU_p3XUQg3kTD7L84TzmrCIMmhXU/s1600-h/SANY1021.JPG"></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKRE1b8EG55xy51KKv0eiDLUgXEVcysarLyXIxT1ZZS5Z2h9RbEgZIgXofQc7hbCqRsQpQpI4kxw468EveSKgm-LNt4LY5xp6s_OLZk8cEqzunOMKGU_p3XUQg3kTD7L84TzmrCIMmhXU/s1600-h/SANY1021.JPG"></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKRE1b8EG55xy51KKv0eiDLUgXEVcysarLyXIxT1ZZS5Z2h9RbEgZIgXofQc7hbCqRsQpQpI4kxw468EveSKgm-LNt4LY5xp6s_OLZk8cEqzunOMKGU_p3XUQg3kTD7L84TzmrCIMmhXU/s1600-h/SANY1021.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; 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