<?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-2460567265319392315</id><updated>2011-11-29T19:36:09.448-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Richards Family</title><subtitle type='html'>"As for me and my house, we will serve the Lord." Joshua 24:15</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>The Richards Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10449333247853994432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jmuhNTx2HfE/TtWf0AQQESI/AAAAAAAABzE/T5YG1sWekzs/s220/Richards%2BFall%2B2011_064.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>181</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460567265319392315.post-1837541401980422821</id><published>2011-09-09T20:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T20:51:18.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Addition</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We recently expanded our family with the addition of Maggie, a black lab.&amp;nbsp; Our neighbors had puppies and we just couldn't resist them.&amp;nbsp; Plus, ealier this summer we almost lost Gage and it was very hard for Clare so we thought it would be good to have another puppy.&amp;nbsp; Gage is almost 10 and we aren't sure how much longer he will be around.&amp;nbsp; We forgot how much work puppies were.&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/-fJqw-lbi7VE/TnqvHonhO6I/AAAAAAAAByQ/TohgrKvqJo8/s1600/162.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fJqw-lbi7VE/TnqvHonhO6I/AAAAAAAAByQ/TohgrKvqJo8/s320/162.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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She was so excited to finally get to go.&amp;nbsp; When we registered her back in February she was ready for us to leave her at the class.&amp;nbsp; I was able to take her on the first day.&amp;nbsp; We read a book together for the first few minutes and then the teacher had Clare find her name in the circle.&amp;nbsp; She found her name and sat there so patiently, waiting for her next instructions.&amp;nbsp; I couldn't believe how brave she was and I was a little emotional walking out leaving her.&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/-wpSXoNMM9qU/TngJJckZ-qI/AAAAAAAABwQ/3rLOvQRiUqc/s1600/138.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wpSXoNMM9qU/TngJJckZ-qI/AAAAAAAABwQ/3rLOvQRiUqc/s320/138.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;She was all ready to go with her special Fancy Nancy backpack from Great Grandma Moo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hdljm55oBUw/TngJVzDhuYI/AAAAAAAABwU/AVCUGiyzrVs/s1600/137.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hdljm55oBUw/TngJVzDhuYI/AAAAAAAABwU/AVCUGiyzrVs/s320/137.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;She turning into a little girl before our very eyes.&amp;nbsp; It seems like just yesterday she was born.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-emkS5DqBjuo/TngJikbmYLI/AAAAAAAABwY/KoYE0_P374I/s1600/136.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-emkS5DqBjuo/TngJikbmYLI/AAAAAAAABwY/KoYE0_P374I/s320/136.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Daddy so proud of his little one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1-zC-ezwz2E/TngJ2VDLqzI/AAAAAAAABwc/Fhzj6d04FEY/s1600/139.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1-zC-ezwz2E/TngJ2VDLqzI/AAAAAAAABwc/Fhzj6d04FEY/s320/139.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿We decided to treat her to Red Robin.&amp;nbsp; She was a little sad when I picked her up from Pre-School.&amp;nbsp; I asked her what was wrong, "A little girl told me mommies weren't coming back."&amp;nbsp; I reassured her that she wouldn't be left at Pre-School and we haven't had any tears since.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2460567265319392315-9156960658624182005?l=therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/feeds/9156960658624182005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2460567265319392315&amp;postID=9156960658624182005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/9156960658624182005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/9156960658624182005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/2011/09/clares-first-day-of-preschool.html' title='Clare&apos;s First Day of Preschool'/><author><name>The Richards Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10449333247853994432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jmuhNTx2HfE/TtWf0AQQESI/AAAAAAAABzE/T5YG1sWekzs/s220/Richards%2BFall%2B2011_064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wpSXoNMM9qU/TngJJckZ-qI/AAAAAAAABwQ/3rLOvQRiUqc/s72-c/138.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460567265319392315.post-5696138146291961706</id><published>2011-09-01T20:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T21:06:12.431-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ellensburg Rodeo Parade</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This year the Ellensburg Rodeo Parade was really special for the girls.&amp;nbsp; They were so excited to see their Grandma Nani riding in the parade.&amp;nbsp; She was a rodeo princess in 1976 and the royalty was inducted into the Ellensburg Rodeo Hall of Fame.&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/-T4cIwEwuY_U/TnqxQSE_EnI/AAAAAAAAByg/JnVmb4dlpF4/s1600/089.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T4cIwEwuY_U/TnqxQSE_EnI/AAAAAAAAByg/JnVmb4dlpF4/s320/089.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The girls waiting so patiently for Grandma.&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/-QnHKUmQYkuw/Tnqxen8Na_I/AAAAAAAAByk/SCO44cpYqF4/s1600/093.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QnHKUmQYkuw/Tnqxen8Na_I/AAAAAAAAByk/SCO44cpYqF4/s320/093.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Leah couldn't wait to see Grandma.&amp;nbsp; She was crying so hard when she couldn't go with Grandma during the parade.&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;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xFwdLclPWjM/TnqxrZKGHCI/AAAAAAAAByo/z2fOZJlAEu0/s1600/099.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xFwdLclPWjM/TnqxrZKGHCI/AAAAAAAAByo/z2fOZJlAEu0/s320/099.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;The girls were really excited to get new outfits from Grandma Nani for the rodeo.&amp;nbsp; They insisted on putting everything on one evening.&amp;nbsp; They were so proud of their new clothes.&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/-v-_PtOuV_Lc/TnqsmOQE_hI/AAAAAAAAByA/MW8vNOMv08M/s1600/012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-_PtOuV_Lc/TnqsmOQE_hI/AAAAAAAAByA/MW8vNOMv08M/s320/012.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Clare showing off her belt buckle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FVBEHhtJkQQ/Tnqs1NO_eLI/AAAAAAAAByE/F72bQku7qj4/s1600/014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FVBEHhtJkQQ/Tnqs1NO_eLI/AAAAAAAAByE/F72bQku7qj4/s320/014.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;She was so excited to take a picture for Grandma Nani.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mYjqj1amcyw/TnqtEzhzaBI/AAAAAAAAByI/F3EwZ9A0t1w/s1600/009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mYjqj1amcyw/TnqtEzhzaBI/AAAAAAAAByI/F3EwZ9A0t1w/s320/009.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Leah's outfit was a little big but she still wanted to wear it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y1eTg7mfSqM/TnqtT7IlGmI/AAAAAAAAByM/_Q-B4SOUcAs/s1600/010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y1eTg7mfSqM/TnqtT7IlGmI/AAAAAAAAByM/_Q-B4SOUcAs/s320/010.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sisterly lover.&amp;nbsp; Often times Clare wants to give Leah hugs but Leah runs from her saying "No, No sissy. No kiss.""﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2460567265319392315-808100101592466695?l=therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/feeds/808100101592466695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2460567265319392315&amp;postID=808100101592466695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/808100101592466695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/808100101592466695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/2011/08/fashion-show.html' title='Fashion Show'/><author><name>The Richards Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10449333247853994432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jmuhNTx2HfE/TtWf0AQQESI/AAAAAAAABzE/T5YG1sWekzs/s220/Richards%2BFall%2B2011_064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v-_PtOuV_Lc/TnqsmOQE_hI/AAAAAAAAByA/MW8vNOMv08M/s72-c/012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460567265319392315.post-12486528538213941</id><published>2011-08-01T20:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T20:30:28.722-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yummy Corn</title><content type='html'>&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/-VI7eb871o14/TnqqeCXDqEI/AAAAAAAABxw/zG-vxHlJS2U/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VI7eb871o14/TnqqeCXDqEI/AAAAAAAABxw/zG-vxHlJS2U/s320/001.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Leah loves corn on the cob, she always says "Yummy Corn."&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w9C9_SN8nfg/TnqqtVJrc2I/AAAAAAAABx0/KddaFSGPmtE/s1600/003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w9C9_SN8nfg/TnqqtVJrc2I/AAAAAAAABx0/KddaFSGPmtE/s320/003.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;She prefers eating it directly off the cob.&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;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2460567265319392315-12486528538213941?l=therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/feeds/12486528538213941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2460567265319392315&amp;postID=12486528538213941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/12486528538213941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/12486528538213941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/2011/08/yummy-corn.html' title='Yummy Corn'/><author><name>The Richards Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10449333247853994432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jmuhNTx2HfE/TtWf0AQQESI/AAAAAAAABzE/T5YG1sWekzs/s220/Richards%2BFall%2B2011_064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VI7eb871o14/TnqqeCXDqEI/AAAAAAAABxw/zG-vxHlJS2U/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460567265319392315.post-6491897622840064800</id><published>2011-07-21T20:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T20:22:51.194-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mini Summer Vacation</title><content type='html'>&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;We went on a mini vacation this summer to Long Beach, WA.&amp;nbsp; This was our 3rd time going to the beach this year.&amp;nbsp; We went with the Oord family and stayed in this great little house about 3 blocks from the Ocean.&amp;nbsp; We had a great time just hanging out, going to the beach daily, walking downtown, riding Go-Carts, riding the Merry Go Round, and eating ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hr64kGu3KDc/Tnql63P4rsI/AAAAAAAABxQ/9hcgntL8xiE/s1600/100.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hr64kGu3KDc/Tnql63P4rsI/AAAAAAAABxQ/9hcgntL8xiE/s320/100.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The girls enjoyed playing in the sand.&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Nphx9VyjGWY/TnqmJ64WCQI/AAAAAAAABxU/rDQgnwzFv88/s1600/103.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Nphx9VyjGWY/TnqmJ64WCQI/AAAAAAAABxU/rDQgnwzFv88/s320/103.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Leah is our little tomboy who loves getting dirty.&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/-uqnTkfWN39I/TnqmWXwaGsI/AAAAAAAABxY/B5PzmhGpMFs/s1600/104.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uqnTkfWN39I/TnqmWXwaGsI/AAAAAAAABxY/B5PzmhGpMFs/s320/104.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;She was happy just running around with no shoes on and playing in the water.&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TMFwOfhypxw/TnqmoIsUqOI/AAAAAAAABxc/amial9vZO2M/s1600/110.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TMFwOfhypxw/TnqmoIsUqOI/AAAAAAAABxc/amial9vZO2M/s320/110.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Of course, Clare wanted her picture taken since Leah had her picture taken.&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/-G90w_xn1WPQ/Tnqm5KJ3UwI/AAAAAAAABxg/d-Ft1ZqKvQM/s1600/093.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G90w_xn1WPQ/Tnqm5KJ3UwI/AAAAAAAABxg/d-Ft1ZqKvQM/s320/093.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Clare enjoyed going on walks every day and especially likes it when she can ride on her Dad's back while eating her donut.&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z4eIVnor_8Y/TnqnHrP3n0I/AAAAAAAABxk/j-M3ICuHnf0/s1600/135.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z4eIVnor_8Y/TnqnHrP3n0I/AAAAAAAABxk/j-M3ICuHnf0/s320/135.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Clare went on the first ride without Leah, which made Leah very upset.&amp;nbsp; This kid is fearless and will do anything.&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wLAHVnb_MFg/TnqnXg-jOGI/AAAAAAAABxo/i5SVRgbxBSA/s1600/146.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wLAHVnb_MFg/TnqnXg-jOGI/AAAAAAAABxo/i5SVRgbxBSA/s320/146.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;One of the rare family portraits.&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/-6ok8H-giSv8/TnqnmdN8PDI/AAAAAAAABxs/mJSv5q-HBaI/s1600/148.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6ok8H-giSv8/TnqnmdN8PDI/AAAAAAAABxs/mJSv5q-HBaI/s320/148.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;Clare thought it was funny they were sitting in a frying pan.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&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;&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;&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;&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;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2460567265319392315-6491897622840064800?l=therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/feeds/6491897622840064800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2460567265319392315&amp;postID=6491897622840064800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/6491897622840064800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/6491897622840064800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/2011/07/mini-summer-vacation.html' title='Mini Summer Vacation'/><author><name>The Richards Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10449333247853994432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jmuhNTx2HfE/TtWf0AQQESI/AAAAAAAABzE/T5YG1sWekzs/s220/Richards%2BFall%2B2011_064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hr64kGu3KDc/Tnql63P4rsI/AAAAAAAABxQ/9hcgntL8xiE/s72-c/100.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460567265319392315.post-276055862884369908</id><published>2011-07-16T20:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T21:03:09.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Congratulations Uncle Clancey and Aunt Megan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Clancy, Mitch's middle brother, married Megan in July.&amp;nbsp; The wedding was really fun.&amp;nbsp; All of us except Leah were in the wedding.&amp;nbsp; It was a very long day but our girls did extremely well.&amp;nbsp; Clare pulled off her duties as the flower girl better than any of us could ask.&amp;nbsp; In fact, she was so meticulous that she literally bent over to set down every single rose petal.&amp;nbsp; She was going so slow that some people thought that she wasn't walking but she was just making sure each petal was just right.&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/-gnm9cvbySpc/TngM7PSJdVI/AAAAAAAABwg/kKFY8_o8wt4/s1600/021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gnm9cvbySpc/TngM7PSJdVI/AAAAAAAABwg/kKFY8_o8wt4/s320/021.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;What does a 3 year old do while waiting for the wedding to start?&amp;nbsp;She looks out the window down at all the guests arriving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dQN-eTi8FNo/TngNDMwYcNI/AAAAAAAABwk/LBwO3ZyeHkA/s1600/022.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dQN-eTi8FNo/TngNDMwYcNI/AAAAAAAABwk/LBwO3ZyeHkA/s320/022.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Leah wasn't in the wedding but of course Grandma Bon Bon still had to buy her a pretty dress.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T_ng2ElmvQ4/TngNN5QZwpI/AAAAAAAABwo/fug-sODrSH4/s1600/023.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T_ng2ElmvQ4/TngNN5QZwpI/AAAAAAAABwo/fug-sODrSH4/s320/023.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Leah enjoying some Daddy and Grandma time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pA5lMgv45mE/TngNXjoGNiI/AAAAAAAABws/mbnN_Pysk2w/s1600/024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pA5lMgv45mE/TngNXjoGNiI/AAAAAAAABws/mbnN_Pysk2w/s320/024.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Three Handsome Men: Lee, Clancey, and Mitch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-59qitYpb_oA/TngNgUKkdpI/AAAAAAAABww/9LWNRXg5heg/s1600/036.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-59qitYpb_oA/TngNgUKkdpI/AAAAAAAABww/9LWNRXg5heg/s320/036.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Clancey all ready for the walk down the aisle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PFta2vbH5ek/TngNp2Km84I/AAAAAAAABw0/4fus8BjWA3c/s1600/045.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PFta2vbH5ek/TngNp2Km84I/AAAAAAAABw0/4fus8BjWA3c/s320/045.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;This flower girl job is tough.&amp;nbsp; I need a rest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OaS1ct_xj8s/TngNzZes4WI/AAAAAAAABw4/oqpvRyguDd4/s1600/046.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OaS1ct_xj8s/TngNzZes4WI/AAAAAAAABw4/oqpvRyguDd4/s320/046.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Clare with her Uncle Clancey and Aunt Megan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iIRPPx2dTvM/TngN91r88oI/AAAAAAAABw8/GcI9bQfsshs/s1600/050.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iIRPPx2dTvM/TngN91r88oI/AAAAAAAABw8/GcI9bQfsshs/s320/050.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Clare enjoying visiting with her Great Uncle Ed and Great Grandpa Moo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jCZm1cdnl0g/TngOFx0jEkI/AAAAAAAABxA/iWDS-XjddDE/s1600/056.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rba="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jCZm1cdnl0g/TngOFx0jEkI/AAAAAAAABxA/iWDS-XjddDE/s320/056.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Of course, you have to have cake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Av-DPbvqwWQ/TngONznoaFI/AAAAAAAABxE/1ZHERZLMOsw/s1600/067.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rba="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Av-DPbvqwWQ/TngONznoaFI/AAAAAAAABxE/1ZHERZLMOsw/s320/067.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Leah and I dancing, she was getting pretty worn out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SGLbmoEhzHk/TngOV3EUy0I/AAAAAAAABxI/Gipi6ZsQWmY/s1600/070.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rba="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SGLbmoEhzHk/TngOV3EUy0I/AAAAAAAABxI/Gipi6ZsQWmY/s320/070.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;It was way past her bed time but she wasn't about to miss out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pcQuHYjR5sM/TngOe4fUziI/AAAAAAAABxM/O57jq-OO944/s1600/071.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pcQuHYjR5sM/TngOe4fUziI/AAAAAAAABxM/O57jq-OO944/s320/071.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Clare danced practically every song until the very end.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2460567265319392315-276055862884369908?l=therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/feeds/276055862884369908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2460567265319392315&amp;postID=276055862884369908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/276055862884369908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/276055862884369908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/2011/07/congratulations-uncle-clancey-and-aunt.html' title='Congratulations Uncle Clancey and Aunt Megan'/><author><name>The Richards Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10449333247853994432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jmuhNTx2HfE/TtWf0AQQESI/AAAAAAAABzE/T5YG1sWekzs/s220/Richards%2BFall%2B2011_064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gnm9cvbySpc/TngM7PSJdVI/AAAAAAAABwg/kKFY8_o8wt4/s72-c/021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460567265319392315.post-882036186434599207</id><published>2010-10-31T20:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T20:46:53.801-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Halloween was alot of fun this year, apparently so much fun I forgot to take pictures of the girls together.  I will have to get some from our friends.  The night started by attending a soup potluck at the Mahugh's house and Clare spending some quality time with her best friend Beth.  We then attended the first annual Trunk and Treat at our church.  It was a lot fun with various activities and games.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/TNzFPfPJTqI/AAAAAAAABuQ/RBj23uoGb1I/s1600/369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538518511632600738" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/TNzFPfPJTqI/AAAAAAAABuQ/RBj23uoGb1I/s320/369.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our little Bumble Bee waiting patiently for a butterfly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/TNzFPOzKk5I/AAAAAAAABuI/S82ht0q3wMM/s1600/371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538518507220276114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/TNzFPOzKk5I/AAAAAAAABuI/S82ht0q3wMM/s320/371.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clare so proud of her butterfly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/TNzFO3iG-lI/AAAAAAAABuA/jP0SdqHQawM/s1600/373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538518500974721618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/TNzFO3iG-lI/AAAAAAAABuA/jP0SdqHQawM/s320/373.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Playing in the bouncy house to burn energy after a few pieces of candy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2460567265319392315-882036186434599207?l=therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/feeds/882036186434599207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2460567265319392315&amp;postID=882036186434599207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/882036186434599207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/882036186434599207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/2010/10/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween!'/><author><name>The Richards Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10449333247853994432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jmuhNTx2HfE/TtWf0AQQESI/AAAAAAAABzE/T5YG1sWekzs/s220/Richards%2BFall%2B2011_064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/TNzFPfPJTqI/AAAAAAAABuQ/RBj23uoGb1I/s72-c/369.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460567265319392315.post-4187410469774138236</id><published>2010-10-31T13:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T21:06:14.874-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Restful Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Clare's favorite thing to do is read.  This Sunday after church she decided to move her bean bag chair into the kitchen and read.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/TNzK0dAXCWI/AAAAAAAABvA/2XCT3GvDbmw/s1600/366.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538524644247013730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/TNzK0dAXCWI/AAAAAAAABvA/2XCT3GvDbmw/s320/366.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Studying the book so intently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/TNzKz1-DcKI/AAAAAAAABu4/Fdo1Tyhut8k/s1600/367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538524633768358050" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/TNzKz1-DcKI/AAAAAAAABu4/Fdo1Tyhut8k/s320/367.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Telling me all about her story.&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/2460567265319392315-4187410469774138236?l=therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/feeds/4187410469774138236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2460567265319392315&amp;postID=4187410469774138236' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/4187410469774138236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/4187410469774138236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/2010/10/restful-sunday.html' title='Restful Sunday'/><author><name>The Richards Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10449333247853994432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jmuhNTx2HfE/TtWf0AQQESI/AAAAAAAABzE/T5YG1sWekzs/s220/Richards%2BFall%2B2011_064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/TNzK0dAXCWI/AAAAAAAABvA/2XCT3GvDbmw/s72-c/366.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460567265319392315.post-1854060221916467350</id><published>2010-10-30T20:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T20:59:50.040-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baking Cookies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;For Halloween, I thought it would be fun for the girls and I to make cookies together.  Clare loves getting the stool and helping me cook in the kitchen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/TNzIbXoWK0I/AAAAAAAABuw/sOURfZm6SEE/s1600/360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538522014284131138" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/TNzIbXoWK0I/AAAAAAAABuw/sOURfZm6SEE/s320/360.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Little Miss Independent decided that she could roll the dough herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/TNzIa6lEbyI/AAAAAAAABuo/3rovpSOOdGo/s1600/361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538522006485757730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/TNzIa6lEbyI/AAAAAAAABuo/3rovpSOOdGo/s320/361.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then she decided it was much easier to just stuff the dough in the cookie cutter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/TNzIaCxH43I/AAAAAAAABuY/bGizJHB6LtA/s1600/362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538521991503930226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/TNzIaCxH43I/AAAAAAAABuY/bGizJHB6LtA/s320/362.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Meanwhile Crazy Hair Leah was busy pulling everything out of the clothes basket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2460567265319392315-1854060221916467350?l=therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/feeds/1854060221916467350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2460567265319392315&amp;postID=1854060221916467350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/1854060221916467350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/1854060221916467350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/2010/10/baking-cookies.html' title='Baking Cookies'/><author><name>The Richards Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10449333247853994432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jmuhNTx2HfE/TtWf0AQQESI/AAAAAAAABzE/T5YG1sWekzs/s220/Richards%2BFall%2B2011_064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/TNzIbXoWK0I/AAAAAAAABuw/sOURfZm6SEE/s72-c/360.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460567265319392315.post-5171346648645846047</id><published>2010-08-07T21:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T22:10:53.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where has time gone?</title><content type='html'>We have been very, very busy in the Richards' household.  Mitch has finally finished all his credentials to become a school administrator, which was completed in June.  He has also accepted a new position teaching 6th grade next year still with the Selah School District.  I have also changed my career.  After spending almost 6 years in public accounting, I received a job offer working in the private sector which I just couldn't resist.  In June, I started working for Tree Top in the finance department which has been such a blessing to our family.  The girls are really enjoying all the apple juice.  We are finally started to adjust to our new careers but if things weren't crazy enough we decided to put our house on the market.  Let's just say it isn't easy keeping a house clean with two kids playing in it all day. &lt;br /&gt;Clare is getting very big and is no longer our "Little Girl" which makes her Daddy very sad.  She is very independent and definitely has a mind of her own.  Leah continues to be a very sweet natured little one.  She is learning new things daily from her sister and is starting to hold her own with Clare.  We love watching the two of them interacting with each other. &lt;br /&gt;It is hard to believe summer is almost over and Mitch has to go back to work.  He is very sad about this.  He loves spending the days with the girls taking them to the library, on walks, to the duck park, and the many other adventures.  Even though I'm jealous of all the fun things Mitch does with the girls I feel so blessed that they have the opportunity to spend time with their Dad.  In between all this we have still managed to fit in various adventures that I plan on posting more about in the upcoming weeks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2460567265319392315-5171346648645846047?l=therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/feeds/5171346648645846047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2460567265319392315&amp;postID=5171346648645846047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/5171346648645846047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/5171346648645846047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/2010/08/where-has-time-gone.html' title='Where has time gone?'/><author><name>The Richards Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10449333247853994432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jmuhNTx2HfE/TtWf0AQQESI/AAAAAAAABzE/T5YG1sWekzs/s220/Richards%2BFall%2B2011_064.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460567265319392315.post-6191289901148323110</id><published>2010-04-06T10:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T11:38:36.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Clare is one of the most genuine kids you will find.  She is friendly but it takes a while for her to warm up to people and to show her true self,which Mitch and I are priveleged to see this side of her all the time.  It just melts our heart to see her sensitivity.  I truly believe children are the best judge of character.  On our recent excursions, we ventured into Build a Bear with the intention for Clare to build herself a bear.  We were looking around at the various bears and out of the blue Clare says, "Make my friend Beth one too."  We asked her why and she proceeds to tell us to "Make her feel better."  As I mentioned in prior post, Beth is currently battling breast cancer and has been in extensive treatment since January.  She still manages to teach 4th grade full-time, take care of her family, and even watches our girls on occasion.  Clare loves spending time with her and is always excited when we tell her Beth is coming over.    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S9MyaUtZhsI/AAAAAAAABtY/pCVQqWDSqFU/s1600/Beth%27s+Bear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463766200747656898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S9MyaUtZhsI/AAAAAAAABtY/pCVQqWDSqFU/s320/Beth%27s+Bear.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Beth with "Lil One" and Clare with "Champ", the names Clare gave them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2460567265319392315-6191289901148323110?l=therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/feeds/6191289901148323110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2460567265319392315&amp;postID=6191289901148323110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/6191289901148323110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/6191289901148323110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-friend.html' title='My Friend'/><author><name>The Richards Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10449333247853994432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jmuhNTx2HfE/TtWf0AQQESI/AAAAAAAABzE/T5YG1sWekzs/s220/Richards%2BFall%2B2011_064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S9MyaUtZhsI/AAAAAAAABtY/pCVQqWDSqFU/s72-c/Beth%27s+Bear.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460567265319392315.post-113148790578915602</id><published>2010-04-05T09:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T10:58:03.238-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Break 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The first couple days of springbreak weren't that great, Leah and I were both sick.  We both went to the Doctors and were put on antibiotics, which helped both of us.  On Wednesday, we headed over to Seattle to the Woodland Park Zoo, then drove up to Everett to stay in a hotel for a couple of nights, so we thought.  Thursday was very busy day as we spent all day visiting Mitch's family and our friends Dallas and Sareh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S9Mn2ppjxeI/AAAAAAAABtQ/C62nBKqYf4U/s1600/Great+Family+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463754592777127394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S9Mn2ppjxeI/AAAAAAAABtQ/C62nBKqYf4U/s320/Great+Family+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mitch, Leah, Clare, Aunt/Great-Aunt Denise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; We visited Uncle Ed and Aunt Denise in the morning.  We enjoyed a great breakfast with them and Clare loved playing with all the toys Great-Aunt Denise had for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S9Mn2AnKX1I/AAAAAAAABtI/zc_2UE74NOQ/s1600/Great+Family+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463754581761220434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S9Mn2AnKX1I/AAAAAAAABtI/zc_2UE74NOQ/s320/Great+Family+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The girls with their Great-Aunt Denise who is always spoiling them.  The girls are so lucky to have all these wonderful people in their lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S9Mn1r2eyKI/AAAAAAAABtA/YVEpWlmxlcs/s1600/Great+Family+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463754576188328098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S9Mn1r2eyKI/AAAAAAAABtA/YVEpWlmxlcs/s320/Great+Family+6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clare cracks me up and was such a ham on this trip.  Here she is asking me, "What are we doing next?", visiting more relatives of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S9MhBf2tEMI/AAAAAAAABs4/WxyFaqM6vDA/s1600/Great+Family+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463747082545074370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S9MhBf2tEMI/AAAAAAAABs4/WxyFaqM6vDA/s320/Great+Family+7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We visited Mitch's Great Uncle Larry and Great Aunt Marge, which would make them Great, Great Unlce and Aunt to CLare and Leah.  We just love Larry and Marge.  They spoiled us with an awesome lunch.  We even had the opportunity to see Mitch's second cousins Tim and Lori, who are Larry and Marge's children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S9MhA7UCFwI/AAAAAAAABsw/75-IV5RjeHQ/s1600/Spring+Break+2010+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463747072735975170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S9MhA7UCFwI/AAAAAAAABsw/75-IV5RjeHQ/s320/Spring+Break+2010+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Of course one of the adventures was keeping Clare entertained in the hotel room and keeping her fed.  Here she is enjoying a snack and watching Dora on Mom's computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S9MhAYuAJyI/AAAAAAAABso/Fciq5joMrcU/s1600/Spring+Break+2010+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463747063449659170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S9MhAYuAJyI/AAAAAAAABso/Fciq5joMrcU/s320/Spring+Break+2010+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Leah spent most of her time just relaxing and sleeping since she still wasn't feeling well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S9Mb93G1QNI/AAAAAAAABsg/YIjzMiu4TGs/s1600/Spring+Break+2010+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463741522509119698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S9Mb93G1QNI/AAAAAAAABsg/YIjzMiu4TGs/s320/Spring+Break+2010+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The hotel we had offered a great breakfast and Mitch along with Clare were able to charm the ladies in the restaurant to allow us to bring food back to our room.  It was delicious and Clare thought it was pretty cool to eat in bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S9Mb9Qj3vqI/AAAAAAAABsY/Is3UaiUIk74/s1600/Spring+Break+2010+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463741512161935010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S9Mb9Qj3vqI/AAAAAAAABsY/Is3UaiUIk74/s320/Spring+Break+2010+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The outcome when Clare has her own cup of hot chocolate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, so on Friday we were headed home after being in a hotel for three days and exhausted.  Well, we noticed that a traffic report for the pass was flashing so we turned on the radio to listen,  THE PASS WAS CLOSED.  Who would have thought the pass would close in April?  We pulled off to a Starbucks, hence the chocolate all over Clare's face in picture above, to try to get a hotel for another night.  Clare was so excited but Mitch and I not so.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S9Mb8jYnDAI/AAAAAAAABsQ/Ew62AQE8U7A/s1600/Spring+Break+2010+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463741500035107842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S9Mb8jYnDAI/AAAAAAAABsQ/Ew62AQE8U7A/s320/Spring+Break+2010+6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clare's expression after we told her we were staying another night.  We made the most out of the situation and went to Bellevue Square Mall.  Clare played in the kid's area and we went to Build A Bear, which Clare liked making a bear for herself and Beth.  It was a very fun and unforgetable spring break, but we were glad to be home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2460567265319392315-113148790578915602?l=therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/feeds/113148790578915602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2460567265319392315&amp;postID=113148790578915602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/113148790578915602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/113148790578915602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/2010/04/spring-break-2010.html' title='Spring Break 2010'/><author><name>The Richards Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10449333247853994432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jmuhNTx2HfE/TtWf0AQQESI/AAAAAAAABzE/T5YG1sWekzs/s220/Richards%2BFall%2B2011_064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S9Mn2ppjxeI/AAAAAAAABtQ/C62nBKqYf4U/s72-c/Great+Family+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460567265319392315.post-3687312028051364739</id><published>2010-03-31T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T08:50:34.321-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Woodland Park Zoo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We spent one day of Mitch's spring break at the Woodland Park Zoo with the Mahughs, Jim, Beth, Jacob, and Lucas. Mitch teaches with Beth and we have become pretty close to their family. The weather was absolutely beautiful and it was the only day that it didn't rain on the westside. We had a great time and here are a few pictures from the day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S9MIsZcS0FI/AAAAAAAABsI/hsgP5QCBVhY/s1600/Zoo+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463720331767369810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S9MIsZcS0FI/AAAAAAAABsI/hsgP5QCBVhY/s320/Zoo+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Leah spent most of her time in the Bjourn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S9MIr5V7UzI/AAAAAAAABsA/5DIppbKzVsI/s1600/Zoo+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463720323150730034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S9MIr5V7UzI/AAAAAAAABsA/5DIppbKzVsI/s320/Zoo+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Is this not the cutest little face?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S9MIrIpcJxI/AAAAAAAABr4/ytP7Y6svmUc/s1600/Zoo+9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463720310079235858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S9MIrIpcJxI/AAAAAAAABr4/ytP7Y6svmUc/s320/Zoo+9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clare and Beth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S9MCpUSCTgI/AAAAAAAABrw/o30kGY-QJnY/s1600/Zoo+10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463713681772793346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S9MCpUSCTgI/AAAAAAAABrw/o30kGY-QJnY/s320/Zoo+10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clare eating the biggest waffle fry we had ever seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S9MCo5nIpVI/AAAAAAAABro/tLwwDFoBnj8/s1600/Zoo+11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463713674613531986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S9MCo5nIpVI/AAAAAAAABro/tLwwDFoBnj8/s320/Zoo+11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The whole gang enjoying lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S9MCoMyDj4I/AAAAAAAABrg/C28DpWIG-d0/s1600/Zoo+12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463713662579740546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S9MCoMyDj4I/AAAAAAAABrg/C28DpWIG-d0/s320/Zoo+12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Leah enjoying her afternoon nap in the stroller. Clare spent most of the time walking by herself. We were suprised how she was able to keep up with the adults.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S9J_5oJz7xI/AAAAAAAABrY/DyCImIckN-w/s1600/Zoo+13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463569925961674514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S9J_5oJz7xI/AAAAAAAABrY/DyCImIckN-w/s320/Zoo+13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daddy and Clare enjoying looking at the giant lizard (I can't remember the name.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S9J_5JHmX5I/AAAAAAAABrQ/F_HKmDIR1AQ/s1600/Zoo+14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463569917630898066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S9J_5JHmX5I/AAAAAAAABrQ/F_HKmDIR1AQ/s320/Zoo+14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clare's newest thing is closing her eyes when you ask her to say cheese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S9J_4dLiFmI/AAAAAAAABrI/xqXb4O6dI68/s1600/Zoo+15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463569905836234338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S9J_4dLiFmI/AAAAAAAABrI/xqXb4O6dI68/s320/Zoo+15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clare loved being up close to the animals but insisted that Lucas sit right by her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S9Juo011iFI/AAAAAAAABrA/4VAAEJC1Pok/s1600/Zoo+16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463550945612105810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S9Juo011iFI/AAAAAAAABrA/4VAAEJC1Pok/s320/Zoo+16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Clare loves anything with pockets these days and is always walking around with her hands in them, hence the pose she is giving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S9JuoR_6hLI/AAAAAAAABq4/4H5Jwbfj06c/s1600/Zoo+18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463550936259134642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S9JuoR_6hLI/AAAAAAAABq4/4H5Jwbfj06c/s320/Zoo+18.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Beth and Little Leah. Beth is currently undergoing chemotherapy for breast cancer and she is such an amazing woman. We truly enjoyed spending the day with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S9JunutlpvI/AAAAAAAABqw/XuJrGKWv6r0/s1600/Zoo+22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463550926787028722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S9JunutlpvI/AAAAAAAABqw/XuJrGKWv6r0/s320/Zoo+22.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Mahugh boys demonstrating to Mitch how to "finger" fence. These are two of the most well behaved teenagers you will ever find. Mitch turns into a little boy when they are around. Clare enjoys playing with them and they are so patient with both of the girls. The Mahugh family typically watch the girls for us when Grandma Terry isn't available.&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2460567265319392315-3687312028051364739?l=therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/feeds/3687312028051364739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2460567265319392315&amp;postID=3687312028051364739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/3687312028051364739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/3687312028051364739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/2010/03/woodland-park-zoo.html' title='Woodland Park Zoo'/><author><name>The Richards Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10449333247853994432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jmuhNTx2HfE/TtWf0AQQESI/AAAAAAAABzE/T5YG1sWekzs/s220/Richards%2BFall%2B2011_064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S9MIsZcS0FI/AAAAAAAABsI/hsgP5QCBVhY/s72-c/Zoo+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460567265319392315.post-3308263774599798213</id><published>2010-03-27T14:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T15:44:07.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bath Time Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Leah finally got to enjoy a bath by herself.  Grandma improvised a make shift seat for the bath tub (i.e. the high chair) so that Leah could sit and play by herself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S9IhiUugy_I/AAAAAAAABpw/U2eTntWX1Tk/s1600/Ellensburg+15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463466171516898290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S9IhiUugy_I/AAAAAAAABpw/U2eTntWX1Tk/s320/Ellensburg+15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Leah "I can't believe I'm all by myself."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S9Ihh2l5PdI/AAAAAAAABpo/DG2O97gSf_s/s1600/Ellensburg+16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463466163427687890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S9Ihh2l5PdI/AAAAAAAABpo/DG2O97gSf_s/s320/Ellensburg+16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Hmm, what is this?  It isn't my toe, but I bet it would still be good to suck on."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S9IhhceoQaI/AAAAAAAABpg/1SlOU4u4bYw/s1600/Ellensburg+22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463466156417892770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S9IhhceoQaI/AAAAAAAABpg/1SlOU4u4bYw/s320/Ellensburg+22.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Leah enjoying her bath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S9IawmiF93I/AAAAAAAABpY/WFn4ubDuqV0/s1600/Ellensburg+23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463458720233420658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S9IawmiF93I/AAAAAAAABpY/WFn4ubDuqV0/s320/Ellensburg+23.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Seriously, Mom do you have to take any more pictures?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S9IavzY3jZI/AAAAAAAABpQ/Wc4XGtpFt-M/s1600/Ellensburg+26.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463458706504519058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S9IavzY3jZI/AAAAAAAABpQ/Wc4XGtpFt-M/s320/Ellensburg+26.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Freedom at last!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S9Iavb94wFI/AAAAAAAABpI/tTpIndw-5IU/s1600/Clare+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463458700217335890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S9Iavb94wFI/AAAAAAAABpI/tTpIndw-5IU/s320/Clare+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Of course, Little Miss Clare couldn't miss out on the fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2460567265319392315-3308263774599798213?l=therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/feeds/3308263774599798213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2460567265319392315&amp;postID=3308263774599798213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/3308263774599798213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/3308263774599798213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/2010/03/bath-time-fun.html' title='Bath Time Fun'/><author><name>The Richards Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10449333247853994432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jmuhNTx2HfE/TtWf0AQQESI/AAAAAAAABzE/T5YG1sWekzs/s220/Richards%2BFall%2B2011_064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S9IhiUugy_I/AAAAAAAABpw/U2eTntWX1Tk/s72-c/Ellensburg+15.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460567265319392315.post-5587719973593314047</id><published>2010-03-22T12:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T12:41:39.638-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Donkey Basketball</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mitch rode a donkey this year as part of a fundraiser for the Senior Class at Selah High School.  He had a lot of fun but was a little disappointed in the performance of his donkey.  Clare thought it was pretty fun watching Daddy ride a donkey.  It was so nice because we had friends at the game who helped with both the girls.  We love living in a small community and getting to see our friends everywhere we go.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S9H2jrnib7I/AAAAAAAABoA/G1tHyWFk2RE/s1600/Donkey+10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463418915841535922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S9H2jrnib7I/AAAAAAAABoA/G1tHyWFk2RE/s320/Donkey+10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Jayden who the girls go to daycare with.  She loves holding Leah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S9H1gffOGdI/AAAAAAAABn4/DQFDL78Fx3E/s1600/Donkey+14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463417761534187986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S9H1gffOGdI/AAAAAAAABn4/DQFDL78Fx3E/s320/Donkey+14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clare was too busy coloring to look up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S9H1fvKZR6I/AAAAAAAABnw/AFroCF2Jraw/s1600/Donkey+11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463417748561938338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S9H1fvKZR6I/AAAAAAAABnw/AFroCF2Jraw/s320/Donkey+11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mitch not so happy that the donkey wouldn't turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S9H1e-fxtjI/AAAAAAAABno/Ka0BSJlatbc/s1600/Donkey+13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463417735498282546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S9H1e-fxtjI/AAAAAAAABno/Ka0BSJlatbc/s320/Donkey+13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mitch trying to get the donkey to go faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S9H1eRgHBgI/AAAAAAAABng/e0ZgUpdN-Io/s1600/Donkey+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463417723420083714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S9H1eRgHBgI/AAAAAAAABng/e0ZgUpdN-Io/s320/Donkey+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clare posing with her friend Jayden.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2460567265319392315-5587719973593314047?l=therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/feeds/5587719973593314047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2460567265319392315&amp;postID=5587719973593314047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/5587719973593314047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/5587719973593314047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/2010/03/donkey-basketball.html' title='Donkey Basketball'/><author><name>The Richards Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10449333247853994432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jmuhNTx2HfE/TtWf0AQQESI/AAAAAAAABzE/T5YG1sWekzs/s220/Richards%2BFall%2B2011_064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S9H2jrnib7I/AAAAAAAABoA/G1tHyWFk2RE/s72-c/Donkey+10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460567265319392315.post-2387865016966683208</id><published>2010-03-18T16:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T20:42:47.312-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Taste</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We are trying to introduce solids to Leah.  She doesn't like them as well as Clare did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S9Jnf-ck97I/AAAAAAAABqo/7kuH28o695A/s1600/Leah+Solids+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463543096990300082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S9Jnf-ck97I/AAAAAAAABqo/7kuH28o695A/s320/Leah+Solids+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mitch likes to be the first to feed them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S9JnfToMkiI/AAAAAAAABqg/IqKGXg9xACc/s1600/Leah+Solids+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463543085496308258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S9JnfToMkiI/AAAAAAAABqg/IqKGXg9xACc/s320/Leah+Solids+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Leah not quite sure what to think!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S9JnejZb4gI/AAAAAAAABqY/-Q4fhGMU2cY/s1600/Leah+Solids+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463543072549495298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S9JnejZb4gI/AAAAAAAABqY/-Q4fhGMU2cY/s320/Leah+Solids+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think this face says it all about how much she liked it the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S9ItXDCVrpI/AAAAAAAABqQ/E2rOq29NRKs/s1600/Leah+Solids+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463479171929190034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S9ItXDCVrpI/AAAAAAAABqQ/E2rOq29NRKs/s320/Leah+Solids+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm trying to get her to open wide but she just wants to smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S9ItWhZUvrI/AAAAAAAABqI/mvM2Ek7oUdk/s1600/Leah+Solids+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463479162898792114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S9ItWhZUvrI/AAAAAAAABqI/mvM2Ek7oUdk/s320/Leah+Solids+7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Seriously Dad, you not going to give me any more are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S9ItWCa9UPI/AAAAAAAABqA/pds2hyY0RkU/s1600/Leah+Solids+9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463479154584146162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S9ItWCa9UPI/AAAAAAAABqA/pds2hyY0RkU/s320/Leah+Solids+9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Maybe if I stick my tongue out he won't get any in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2460567265319392315-2387865016966683208?l=therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/feeds/2387865016966683208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2460567265319392315&amp;postID=2387865016966683208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/2387865016966683208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/2387865016966683208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/2010/03/first-taste.html' title='First Taste'/><author><name>The Richards Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10449333247853994432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jmuhNTx2HfE/TtWf0AQQESI/AAAAAAAABzE/T5YG1sWekzs/s220/Richards%2BFall%2B2011_064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S9Jnf-ck97I/AAAAAAAABqo/7kuH28o695A/s72-c/Leah+Solids+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460567265319392315.post-3835451484002542118</id><published>2010-03-08T15:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T16:02:14.271-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Leah 5 Months</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S9IkuaS4TpI/AAAAAAAABp4/icYPI34H3nE/s1600/Leah+5+Months+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463469677704924818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S9IkuaS4TpI/AAAAAAAABp4/icYPI34H3nE/s320/Leah+5+Months+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Leah has the best facial expressions and most piercing blue eyes.  People are always commenting on how big and bright her eyes are.  She loves to people watch just like her Mommy.  She has been such a great addition to our family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Leah's milestones:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rolling from front to back constantly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Smiles at everyone and everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Blows bubbles with her lips and smacks them while watching people eat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Loves to eat from Mom.  (She spends most of the evenings during the week and all day on the weekends nursing.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sleeps through the night from 8-7.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Loves to sit in exersaucer and watch Clare play.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Loves to be cuddled and kissed on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Makes the funniest faces.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She will roll and squirm all over the floor until she gets what she wants.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Grabs anything and everything in sight especially Clare's hair.&lt;br /&gt;Loves to be sung too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A total Mommy's girl.  She will be totally content playing until she sees me and then lets out a shriek wanting to be picked up.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Loves splashing around in the bath tub.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2460567265319392315-3835451484002542118?l=therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/feeds/3835451484002542118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2460567265319392315&amp;postID=3835451484002542118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/3835451484002542118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/3835451484002542118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/2010/03/leah-5-months.html' title='Leah 5 Months'/><author><name>The Richards Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10449333247853994432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jmuhNTx2HfE/TtWf0AQQESI/AAAAAAAABzE/T5YG1sWekzs/s220/Richards%2BFall%2B2011_064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S9IkuaS4TpI/AAAAAAAABp4/icYPI34H3nE/s72-c/Leah+5+Months+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460567265319392315.post-4716470355440216479</id><published>2010-03-07T12:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T14:45:46.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend at Grandma's</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Clare goes to Grandma Terry's every Thursday, stays the night, and then Grandma brings her home Friday evening.  This particular weekend Mitch and I decided to head up to Ellensburg for the night and relax a little bit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S9IOpYQTTcI/AAAAAAAABpA/nw56MWK7nYI/s1600/Ellensburg+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463445402002083266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S9IOpYQTTcI/AAAAAAAABpA/nw56MWK7nYI/s320/Ellensburg+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Leah enjoy riding in the wagon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S9IOorl7V2I/AAAAAAAABo4/AK2nHjAuvD0/s1600/Ellensburg+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463445390013192034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S9IOorl7V2I/AAAAAAAABo4/AK2nHjAuvD0/s320/Ellensburg+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Daddy pointing to Clare the horses across the street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S9IChlm8v2I/AAAAAAAABow/dSUUqFL9GpE/s1600/Ellensburg+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463432074008248162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S9IChlm8v2I/AAAAAAAABow/dSUUqFL9GpE/s320/Ellensburg+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daddy and Clare enjoying the peace and quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S9ICg5ipzwI/AAAAAAAABoo/FukcddK3mbI/s1600/Ellensburg+8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463432062179069698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S9ICg5ipzwI/AAAAAAAABoo/FukcddK3mbI/s320/Ellensburg+8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Leah relaxing in the bean bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S9ICgUx93rI/AAAAAAAABog/HuoHF6gY5H8/s1600/Ellensburg+10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463432052311187122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S9ICgUx93rI/AAAAAAAABog/HuoHF6gY5H8/s320/Ellensburg+10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Umm, making hot chocolate with Grandma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S9H-3prvXCI/AAAAAAAABoY/Xc5zIaBh5ts/s1600/Ellensburg+11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463428055012695074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S9H-3prvXCI/AAAAAAAABoY/Xc5zIaBh5ts/s320/Ellensburg+11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Leah watching all the excitement from her high chair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S9H-2yFAZdI/AAAAAAAABoQ/t9pEbThDrJY/s1600/Ellensburg+12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463428040086283730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S9H-2yFAZdI/AAAAAAAABoQ/t9pEbThDrJY/s320/Ellensburg+12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clare enjoying her "coffee" as she calls it in a special tea cup Grandma gave her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S9H-2dDxeHI/AAAAAAAABoI/x7Uze5NXQ5k/s1600/Ellensburg+13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463428034443966578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S9H-2dDxeHI/AAAAAAAABoI/x7Uze5NXQ5k/s320/Ellensburg+13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clare and Grandma making breakfast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2460567265319392315-4716470355440216479?l=therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/feeds/4716470355440216479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2460567265319392315&amp;postID=4716470355440216479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/4716470355440216479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/4716470355440216479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/2010/03/weekend-at-grandmas.html' title='Weekend at Grandma&apos;s'/><author><name>The Richards Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10449333247853994432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jmuhNTx2HfE/TtWf0AQQESI/AAAAAAAABzE/T5YG1sWekzs/s220/Richards%2BFall%2B2011_064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S9IOpYQTTcI/AAAAAAAABpA/nw56MWK7nYI/s72-c/Ellensburg+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460567265319392315.post-5615594328761147198</id><published>2010-03-02T12:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T12:43:09.229-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally, Caught Up!</title><content type='html'>I'm finally caught up with my posting.  Please enjoy reading what the Richards' have been up too over the last couple of months.  It is amazing all the things we manage to do with the girls even though we have been super busy with work and other commitments.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2460567265319392315-5615594328761147198?l=therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/feeds/5615594328761147198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2460567265319392315&amp;postID=5615594328761147198' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/5615594328761147198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/5615594328761147198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/2010/03/finally-caught-up.html' title='Finally, Caught Up!'/><author><name>The Richards Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10449333247853994432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jmuhNTx2HfE/TtWf0AQQESI/AAAAAAAABzE/T5YG1sWekzs/s220/Richards%2BFall%2B2011_064.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460567265319392315.post-7211312874461199003</id><published>2010-03-02T10:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T11:04:43.591-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Potty Trained</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Clare was officially potty trained by her 2nd birthday. We started potty training during the three day weekend in January and it only took her a couple of weeks to get the hang of things. She still wears a pull-up during naps and at night but for the most part she is waking up dry. Mitch and I are so thankful for the help of my mom and Shelly who watches her during the day. It took all of us to make it happen but the hard work has paid off. Mitch and I are so thankful for only having to change diapers on one child.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S41e_EsPM_I/AAAAAAAABhg/pjwWMRiu1yE/s1600-h/March+2,+2010+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444111962244854770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S41e_EsPM_I/AAAAAAAABhg/pjwWMRiu1yE/s320/March+2,+2010+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our Big Girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2460567265319392315-7211312874461199003?l=therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/feeds/7211312874461199003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2460567265319392315&amp;postID=7211312874461199003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/7211312874461199003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/7211312874461199003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/2010/03/potty-trained.html' title='Potty Trained'/><author><name>The Richards Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10449333247853994432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jmuhNTx2HfE/TtWf0AQQESI/AAAAAAAABzE/T5YG1sWekzs/s220/Richards%2BFall%2B2011_064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S41e_EsPM_I/AAAAAAAABhg/pjwWMRiu1yE/s72-c/March+2,+2010+029.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460567265319392315.post-978321765927409172</id><published>2010-02-21T12:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T12:28:05.253-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Uncle Clancey and Meghan's Visit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mitch's  brother Clancey and his girlfriend Meghan stayed with us for the weekend.  We had a great time with them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S41yuiSN7hI/AAAAAAAABnQ/BO0Tov_HOB4/s1600-h/March+2,+2010+085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444133668363562514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S41yuiSN7hI/AAAAAAAABnQ/BO0Tov_HOB4/s320/March+2,+2010+085.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Leah enjoying some time with Clancey and notice what she is doing.  I think she has been watching her older sister too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S41yuHMy0NI/AAAAAAAABnI/gw01rmWXJ_g/s1600-h/March+2,+2010+105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444133661093056722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S41yuHMy0NI/AAAAAAAABnI/gw01rmWXJ_g/s320/March+2,+2010+105.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Clare ready to try out her new wagon.  She loved riding in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S41ytk4n9sI/AAAAAAAABnA/CcBjnT8f-X8/s1600-h/March+2,+2010+107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444133651881653954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S41ytk4n9sI/AAAAAAAABnA/CcBjnT8f-X8/s320/March+2,+2010+107.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Leah was upgraded to the jogger since Big Sister was in the wagon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S41yNIjz2EI/AAAAAAAABm4/KfWRqf7dhl0/s1600-h/March+2,+2010+108.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444133094522345538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S41yNIjz2EI/AAAAAAAABm4/KfWRqf7dhl0/s320/March+2,+2010+108.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Going through the maze with Clancey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S41yMpeOS0I/AAAAAAAABmw/yMm6Ja6GqoU/s1600-h/March+2,+2010+110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444133086177413954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S41yMpeOS0I/AAAAAAAABmw/yMm6Ja6GqoU/s320/March+2,+2010+110.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy and his first born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S41yMHbaHhI/AAAAAAAABmo/8Yu7yoCj60U/s1600-h/March+2,+2010+111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444133077038800402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S41yMHbaHhI/AAAAAAAABmo/8Yu7yoCj60U/s320/March+2,+2010+111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Clare enjoying swinging with her dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S41xqZ71zkI/AAAAAAAABmg/9emO1wsOV10/s1600-h/March+2,+2010+113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444132497891118658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S41xqZ71zkI/AAAAAAAABmg/9emO1wsOV10/s320/March+2,+2010+113.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Leah and I watching sister swing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S41xpzFLr4I/AAAAAAAABmY/42R30WF7ViI/s1600-h/March+2,+2010+114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444132487461318530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S41xpzFLr4I/AAAAAAAABmY/42R30WF7ViI/s320/March+2,+2010+114.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Meghan and I were watching all the interesting people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S41xpSdstbI/AAAAAAAABmQ/i2rX30-edSk/s1600-h/March+2,+2010+119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444132478705776050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S41xpSdstbI/AAAAAAAABmQ/i2rX30-edSk/s320/March+2,+2010+119.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clare enjoying swinging by herself alongside Uncle Clancey.  Thank-you for coming over.&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2460567265319392315-978321765927409172?l=therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/feeds/978321765927409172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2460567265319392315&amp;postID=978321765927409172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/978321765927409172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/978321765927409172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/2010/02/uncle-clancey-and-meghans-visit.html' title='Uncle Clancey and Meghan&apos;s Visit'/><author><name>The Richards Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10449333247853994432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jmuhNTx2HfE/TtWf0AQQESI/AAAAAAAABzE/T5YG1sWekzs/s220/Richards%2BFall%2B2011_064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S41yuiSN7hI/AAAAAAAABnQ/BO0Tov_HOB4/s72-c/March+2,+2010+085.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460567265319392315.post-8738718444495629582</id><published>2010-02-20T11:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T12:41:28.452-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Clare's Birthday Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S41wAk7Wp5I/AAAAAAAABmI/bsVadxzVYPg/s1600-h/March+2,+2010+085.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Clare had a great party.  There was just the right amount of people who came.  She was really spoiled.  Clare got a bike from us, a wagon from Grandma Bonnie, a sandbox from Grandpa and Grandma Strand, and new Georgia boots like Daddy's from Grandma Nanni.  She also got lots of other things as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S41wAN5NPGI/AAAAAAAABmA/oRkGUfKFhf8/s1600-h/March+2,+2010+088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444130673592712290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S41wAN5NPGI/AAAAAAAABmA/oRkGUfKFhf8/s320/March+2,+2010+088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clare trying really hard to blow out the candles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S41vtCb99kI/AAAAAAAABl4/537D3yM_1e0/s1600-h/March+2,+2010+089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444130344099771970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S41vtCb99kI/AAAAAAAABl4/537D3yM_1e0/s320/March+2,+2010+089.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daddy so proud that she was able to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S41vsRiV6VI/AAAAAAAABlw/mkss-geqOnw/s1600-h/March+2,+2010+090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444130330973170002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S41vsRiV6VI/AAAAAAAABlw/mkss-geqOnw/s320/March+2,+2010+090.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clare with her friends Sophie and Anna, enjoying the cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S41vr11M4NI/AAAAAAAABlo/1DjwVAdfAlo/s1600-h/March+2,+2010+092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444130323536077010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S41vr11M4NI/AAAAAAAABlo/1DjwVAdfAlo/s320/March+2,+2010+092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our Birthday Girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S41vKKpMUDI/AAAAAAAABlg/pZctaMcACtA/s1600-h/March+2,+2010+093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444129745007300658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S41vKKpMUDI/AAAAAAAABlg/pZctaMcACtA/s320/March+2,+2010+093.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Clare pointing out who got her the present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S41vJj2qRmI/AAAAAAAABlY/Zct0nQSDZVY/s1600-h/March+2,+2010+095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444129734594807394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S41vJj2qRmI/AAAAAAAABlY/Zct0nQSDZVY/s320/March+2,+2010+095.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She loves this baby that her friends Jackson and Carson gave her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S41vIl-sWYI/AAAAAAAABlQ/qMytoCtTNDs/s1600-h/March+2,+2010+100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444129717985499522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S41vIl-sWYI/AAAAAAAABlQ/qMytoCtTNDs/s320/March+2,+2010+100.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Enjoying opening more presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S41unmrzvGI/AAAAAAAABlI/Y-lH5MVZYH8/s1600-h/March+2,+2010+102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444129151239044194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S41unmrzvGI/AAAAAAAABlI/Y-lH5MVZYH8/s320/March+2,+2010+102.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clare, Leah, Jackson, and Carson enjoying a ride in the wagon.  I'm sure these four will have plenty of fun times in the wagon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S41unMq9oxI/AAAAAAAABlA/zhih1rIwZ5U/s1600-h/March+2,+2010+103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444129144256176914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S41unMq9oxI/AAAAAAAABlA/zhih1rIwZ5U/s320/March+2,+2010+103.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clare loving riding by Leah in the wagon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S41umnMfdGI/AAAAAAAABk4/mqvwn0jW4Io/s1600-h/March+2,+2010+104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444129134196257890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S41umnMfdGI/AAAAAAAABk4/mqvwn0jW4Io/s320/March+2,+2010+104.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Clare absolutely loves playing in the sandbox.  Everyday she is asking to go outside play in it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2460567265319392315-8738718444495629582?l=therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/feeds/8738718444495629582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2460567265319392315&amp;postID=8738718444495629582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/8738718444495629582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/8738718444495629582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/2010/02/clares-birthday-party.html' title='Clare&apos;s Birthday Party'/><author><name>The Richards Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10449333247853994432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jmuhNTx2HfE/TtWf0AQQESI/AAAAAAAABzE/T5YG1sWekzs/s220/Richards%2BFall%2B2011_064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S41wAN5NPGI/AAAAAAAABmA/oRkGUfKFhf8/s72-c/March+2,+2010+088.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460567265319392315.post-3347932299292282867</id><published>2010-02-19T15:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T11:13:49.311-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Clare 2 Years Old</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S41ihS9XrGI/AAAAAAAABh4/ZoHdobF668I/s1600-h/March+2,+2010+109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444115848725245026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S41ihS9XrGI/AAAAAAAABh4/ZoHdobF668I/s320/March+2,+2010+109.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We can't believe Clare is 2 years old. She is turning into a little girl before our eyes. Here are some of the things she is doing:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Potty Trained&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Says her ABC's&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Counts to 10&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Loves to help around the house.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Loves being a big sister.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Reading books is one of her favorite things. She loves to have storytime with Mom and Dad.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Her vocabulary is amazing and everyday she comes up with new words and sayings.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2460567265319392315-3347932299292282867?l=therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/feeds/3347932299292282867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2460567265319392315&amp;postID=3347932299292282867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/3347932299292282867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/3347932299292282867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/2010/02/clare-2-years-old.html' title='Clare 2 Years Old'/><author><name>The Richards Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10449333247853994432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jmuhNTx2HfE/TtWf0AQQESI/AAAAAAAABzE/T5YG1sWekzs/s220/Richards%2BFall%2B2011_064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S41ihS9XrGI/AAAAAAAABh4/ZoHdobF668I/s72-c/March+2,+2010+109.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460567265319392315.post-293579486644288944</id><published>2010-02-19T11:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T11:33:12.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sock Hop 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mitch had a Sock Hop at his school the night of Clare's birthday so we all dressed up and went to the dance.  Clare had so much fun dancing and chasing the older kids around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S41nK0Tc4WI/AAAAAAAABi4/oXGT50Bt7Bs/s1600-h/March+2,+2010+078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444120960097378658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S41nK0Tc4WI/AAAAAAAABi4/oXGT50Bt7Bs/s320/March+2,+2010+078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mitch looks exactly like his Grandpa Corky when he was around this age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S41nKIqkwAI/AAAAAAAABiw/U1ZBCUtzK04/s1600-h/March+2,+2010+079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444120948383203330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S41nKIqkwAI/AAAAAAAABiw/U1ZBCUtzK04/s320/March+2,+2010+079.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Trying to get Clare to smile but she was pretty exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S41nJj-ZFPI/AAAAAAAABio/sUa4lkyOPHw/s1600-h/March+2,+2010+083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444120938534212850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S41nJj-ZFPI/AAAAAAAABio/sUa4lkyOPHw/s320/March+2,+2010+083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Notice that they both are wearing converse.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2460567265319392315-293579486644288944?l=therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/feeds/293579486644288944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2460567265319392315&amp;postID=293579486644288944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/293579486644288944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/293579486644288944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/2010/02/sock-hop-2010.html' title='Sock Hop 2010'/><author><name>The Richards Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10449333247853994432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jmuhNTx2HfE/TtWf0AQQESI/AAAAAAAABzE/T5YG1sWekzs/s220/Richards%2BFall%2B2011_064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S41nK0Tc4WI/AAAAAAAABi4/oXGT50Bt7Bs/s72-c/March+2,+2010+078.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460567265319392315.post-2122550646399800935</id><published>2010-02-14T11:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T11:57:02.394-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mitch's mom came over on Valentine's day to stay the night.  Clare and her were busy making cookies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S41s1VIpBsI/AAAAAAAABkw/aUaBvSyR9Ks/s1600-h/March+2,+2010+064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444127188023051970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S41s1VIpBsI/AAAAAAAABkw/aUaBvSyR9Ks/s320/March+2,+2010+064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Again, Clare was the official taste tester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S41s0i83BwI/AAAAAAAABko/25egKsDCQeo/s1600-h/March+2,+2010+065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444127174551865090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S41s0i83BwI/AAAAAAAABko/25egKsDCQeo/s320/March+2,+2010+065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look Mom, Grandma is even letting me eat candy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S41sWm3vUtI/AAAAAAAABkY/lr6hyYHvnH0/s1600-h/March+2,+2010+069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444126660208054994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S41sWm3vUtI/AAAAAAAABkY/lr6hyYHvnH0/s320/March+2,+2010+069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clare not liking the fact that I said no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S41sWC0sd8I/AAAAAAAABkQ/OmjksV8kUeo/s1600-h/March+2,+2010+070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444126650531608514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S41sWC0sd8I/AAAAAAAABkQ/OmjksV8kUeo/s320/March+2,+2010+070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just one more, I don't think Mom will notice.  She then proceeded to put a handful of candy in her mouth thinking that one more meant to put as much in as possible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2460567265319392315-2122550646399800935?l=therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/feeds/2122550646399800935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2460567265319392315&amp;postID=2122550646399800935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/2122550646399800935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/2122550646399800935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/2010/02/valentines-day.html' title='Valentine&apos;s Day'/><author><name>The Richards Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10449333247853994432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jmuhNTx2HfE/TtWf0AQQESI/AAAAAAAABzE/T5YG1sWekzs/s220/Richards%2BFall%2B2011_064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S41s1VIpBsI/AAAAAAAABkw/aUaBvSyR9Ks/s72-c/March+2,+2010+064.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460567265319392315.post-385101322250858197</id><published>2010-02-10T11:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T11:08:23.222-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Talk to the Hand</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Who knew a 2 year old and 4 month old could have so much attitude?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S41hunDXLMI/AAAAAAAABhw/MVsnk5u9ATY/s1600-h/March+2,+2010+058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444114977945758914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S41hunDXLMI/AAAAAAAABhw/MVsnk5u9ATY/s320/March+2,+2010+058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Miss Sassy and Independent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S41htxkFjuI/AAAAAAAABho/pbPnEGw2imk/s1600-h/March+2,+2010+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444114963587501794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S41htxkFjuI/AAAAAAAABho/pbPnEGw2imk/s320/March+2,+2010+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hmmm, I wonder where Leah learned that?&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/2460567265319392315-385101322250858197?l=therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/feeds/385101322250858197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2460567265319392315&amp;postID=385101322250858197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/385101322250858197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/385101322250858197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/2010/02/talk-to-hand.html' title='Talk to the Hand'/><author><name>The Richards Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10449333247853994432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jmuhNTx2HfE/TtWf0AQQESI/AAAAAAAABzE/T5YG1sWekzs/s220/Richards%2BFall%2B2011_064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S41hunDXLMI/AAAAAAAABhw/MVsnk5u9ATY/s72-c/March+2,+2010+058.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460567265319392315.post-6660045343559991886</id><published>2010-02-08T15:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T10:53:07.158-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leah 4 Months</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Leah is getting big and is starting to fill out now that she has decided taking a bottle isn't too bad after all. Here are some things she is doing:&lt;br /&gt;Rolling over.&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping 10 hours straight.&lt;br /&gt;Grasping toys and bringing them to her mouth.&lt;br /&gt;Loves to be held by Shelly and Mom, cries when either one leaves the room.&lt;br /&gt;Smiles all the time.&lt;br /&gt;Very alert and loves watching kids play, so much so that she doesn't really nap during the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Leah's stats:&lt;br /&gt;Weight - 12lbs 11 oz (19%)&lt;br /&gt;Height - 23 1/2 (13%)&lt;br /&gt;Head - 41 1/14 (48%)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S41d4AYo4qI/AAAAAAAABhQ/i-nS_nkRD60/s1600-h/March+2,+2010+067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444110741318197922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S41d4AYo4qI/AAAAAAAABhQ/i-nS_nkRD60/s320/March+2,+2010+067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Enjoys hanging out in high chair while we are cooking dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S41d2d6c_9I/AAAAAAAABhI/Uypnpv_uOLU/s1600-h/March+2,+2010+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444110714884915154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S41d2d6c_9I/AAAAAAAABhI/Uypnpv_uOLU/s320/March+2,+2010+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Leah 4 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S41d16-hbXI/AAAAAAAABhA/E7PoFhGEC0U/s1600-h/March+2,+2010+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444110705506741618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S41d16-hbXI/AAAAAAAABhA/E7PoFhGEC0U/s320/March+2,+2010+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Leah 3 months.&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/2460567265319392315-6660045343559991886?l=therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/feeds/6660045343559991886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2460567265319392315&amp;postID=6660045343559991886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/6660045343559991886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/6660045343559991886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/2010/02/leah-4-months.html' title='Leah 4 Months'/><author><name>The Richards Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10449333247853994432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jmuhNTx2HfE/TtWf0AQQESI/AAAAAAAABzE/T5YG1sWekzs/s220/Richards%2BFall%2B2011_064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S41d4AYo4qI/AAAAAAAABhQ/i-nS_nkRD60/s72-c/March+2,+2010+067.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460567265319392315.post-1026077835436989729</id><published>2010-02-07T11:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T11:49:34.873-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baking Brownies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mitch was making Rocky Road Brownies for a bake off at school and of course Clare had to help.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S41q6I7hGNI/AAAAAAAABkI/Gx9Ve_3FsQ8/s1600-h/March+2,+2010+051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444125071622871250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S41q6I7hGNI/AAAAAAAABkI/Gx9Ve_3FsQ8/s320/March+2,+2010+051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clare was our taste tester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S41q5pOyQnI/AAAAAAAABkA/n0oRPXbjLVw/s1600-h/March+2,+2010+052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444125063113753202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S41q5pOyQnI/AAAAAAAABkA/n0oRPXbjLVw/s320/March+2,+2010+052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She kept eating the chocolate chips and nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S41qe33PYAI/AAAAAAAABj4/0jUcyXEsXys/s1600-h/March+2,+2010+053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444124603185061890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S41qe33PYAI/AAAAAAAABj4/0jUcyXEsXys/s320/March+2,+2010+053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Her "I love chocolate" smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S41qeWDOEVI/AAAAAAAABjw/6j3MI9lu7XQ/s1600-h/March+2,+2010+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444124594108502354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S41qeWDOEVI/AAAAAAAABjw/6j3MI9lu7XQ/s320/March+2,+2010+054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Leah just hanging out in the high chair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S41qd65yhUI/AAAAAAAABjo/HGpvZ6EtW_w/s1600-h/March+2,+2010+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444124586821190978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S41qd65yhUI/AAAAAAAABjo/HGpvZ6EtW_w/s320/March+2,+2010+055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clare trying to find a way to put her finger in the brownies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2460567265319392315-1026077835436989729?l=therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/feeds/1026077835436989729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2460567265319392315&amp;postID=1026077835436989729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/1026077835436989729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/1026077835436989729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/2010/02/baking-brownies.html' title='Baking Brownies'/><author><name>The Richards Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10449333247853994432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jmuhNTx2HfE/TtWf0AQQESI/AAAAAAAABzE/T5YG1sWekzs/s220/Richards%2BFall%2B2011_064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S41q6I7hGNI/AAAAAAAABkI/Gx9Ve_3FsQ8/s72-c/March+2,+2010+051.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460567265319392315.post-8981334132134394555</id><published>2010-02-06T11:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T11:40:39.781-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Duck Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We went to a park that has several ducks and geese to feed.  One goose was taller than Clare so she wasn't so sure about him but she enjoyed feeding the ducks and playing in the park.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S41pCsC3ftI/AAAAAAAABjg/zlZ5XWg0I3M/s1600-h/March+2,+2010+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444123019464638162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S41pCsC3ftI/AAAAAAAABjg/zlZ5XWg0I3M/s320/March+2,+2010+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clare was fine as long as Mitch held her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S41pCHFhDnI/AAAAAAAABjY/XedB9UEu7aI/s1600-h/March+2,+2010+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444123009543638642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S41pCHFhDnI/AAAAAAAABjY/XedB9UEu7aI/s320/March+2,+2010+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clare worried about the big goose behind her. &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S41orNPCZXI/AAAAAAAABjI/UVop57eDICw/s1600-h/March+2,+2010+047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444122616057193842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S41orNPCZXI/AAAAAAAABjI/UVop57eDICw/s320/March+2,+2010+047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Say Cheese!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S41oqqZMmcI/AAAAAAAABjA/2bPWPcPOq9M/s1600-h/March+2,+2010+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444122606704564674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S41oqqZMmcI/AAAAAAAABjA/2bPWPcPOq9M/s320/March+2,+2010+049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daddy is such a little boy himself.  He climbed this tree and wanted me to hand Clare up to him.  She thought it was pretty cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2460567265319392315-8981334132134394555?l=therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/feeds/8981334132134394555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2460567265319392315&amp;postID=8981334132134394555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/8981334132134394555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/8981334132134394555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/2010/02/duck-park.html' title='Duck Park'/><author><name>The Richards Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10449333247853994432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jmuhNTx2HfE/TtWf0AQQESI/AAAAAAAABzE/T5YG1sWekzs/s220/Richards%2BFall%2B2011_064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S41pCsC3ftI/AAAAAAAABjg/zlZ5XWg0I3M/s72-c/March+2,+2010+028.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460567265319392315.post-4463999328728920858</id><published>2010-02-02T11:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T11:21:15.369-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Daddy's Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mitch loves his little girls so much.  You can just see it in his eyes and the way he interacts with them.  I couldn't resist posting these pictures.  They bring tears to my eyes seeing the love Mitch has for his girls.  I'm so lucky to be married to a man that loves his wife and kids unconditionally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S41j9NNwx5I/AAAAAAAABiQ/CJldbeS14cA/s1600-h/March+2,+2010+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444117427731351442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S41j9NNwx5I/AAAAAAAABiQ/CJldbeS14cA/s320/March+2,+2010+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mitch enjoying some downtime with Leah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S41j8iGcOPI/AAAAAAAABiI/1vpYmjl0mZo/s1600-h/March+2,+2010+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444117416157919474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S41j8iGcOPI/AAAAAAAABiI/1vpYmjl0mZo/s320/March+2,+2010+041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I wish I could sleep this sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S41j8H_jlCI/AAAAAAAABiA/zabcZWYTeqA/s1600-h/March+2,+2010+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444117409149719586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S41j8H_jlCI/AAAAAAAABiA/zabcZWYTeqA/s320/March+2,+2010+042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2460567265319392315-4463999328728920858?l=therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/feeds/4463999328728920858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2460567265319392315&amp;postID=4463999328728920858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/4463999328728920858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/4463999328728920858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/2010/02/daddys-love.html' title='A Daddy&apos;s Love'/><author><name>The Richards Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10449333247853994432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jmuhNTx2HfE/TtWf0AQQESI/AAAAAAAABzE/T5YG1sWekzs/s220/Richards%2BFall%2B2011_064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S41j9NNwx5I/AAAAAAAABiQ/CJldbeS14cA/s72-c/March+2,+2010+040.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460567265319392315.post-1929744397147333529</id><published>2010-02-01T11:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T11:26:35.991-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Laundry Helpers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Clare is my little helper and is very good at emptying the clothes basket so that she can get a ride in it.  She was trying to convince Grandma to push Leah and her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S41ly_10oqI/AAAAAAAABig/uf3phgyWScc/s1600-h/March+2,+2010+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444119451365843618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S41ly_10oqI/AAAAAAAABig/uf3phgyWScc/s320/March+2,+2010+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clare, "Pleaseeeeeeeeeeeee, Grandma."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S41lyFywFjI/AAAAAAAABiY/3PSeN_Hx-_Y/s1600-h/March+2,+2010+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444119435783706162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S41lyFywFjI/AAAAAAAABiY/3PSeN_Hx-_Y/s320/March+2,+2010+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grandma finally gave in.&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/2460567265319392315-1929744397147333529?l=therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/feeds/1929744397147333529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2460567265319392315&amp;postID=1929744397147333529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/1929744397147333529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/1929744397147333529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/2010/02/laundry-helpers.html' title='Laundry Helpers'/><author><name>The Richards Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10449333247853994432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jmuhNTx2HfE/TtWf0AQQESI/AAAAAAAABzE/T5YG1sWekzs/s220/Richards%2BFall%2B2011_064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S41ly_10oqI/AAAAAAAABig/uf3phgyWScc/s72-c/March+2,+2010+023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460567265319392315.post-8433997404575269464</id><published>2010-01-17T13:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T13:57:36.823-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yummy Ice Cream!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Especially, when it comes in an ice cream cone made by Daddy.  Mitch got a waffle cone maker from his Grandma for his birthday, which we think was more for Clare than him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S4w3tjF8_CI/AAAAAAAABeQ/D4DDNvLQRKo/s1600-h/January+18,+2010+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443787305237937186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S4w3tjF8_CI/AAAAAAAABeQ/D4DDNvLQRKo/s320/January+18,+2010+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clare's infamous cheesy grin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S4w3tJFRL8I/AAAAAAAABeI/25S1qN5Xlgs/s1600-h/January+18,+2010+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443787298255744962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S4w3tJFRL8I/AAAAAAAABeI/25S1qN5Xlgs/s320/January+18,+2010+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Showing Daddy her yummy cone and saying, "Yummeeeeeeeee."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S4w3ssVMeSI/AAAAAAAABeA/-VY7iO8vifA/s1600-h/January+18,+2010+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443787290537916706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S4w3ssVMeSI/AAAAAAAABeA/-VY7iO8vifA/s320/January+18,+2010+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Enough pictures let me eat my cone.&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/2460567265319392315-8433997404575269464?l=therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/feeds/8433997404575269464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2460567265319392315&amp;postID=8433997404575269464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/8433997404575269464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/8433997404575269464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/2010/01/yummy-ice-cream.html' title='Yummy Ice Cream!'/><author><name>The Richards Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10449333247853994432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jmuhNTx2HfE/TtWf0AQQESI/AAAAAAAABzE/T5YG1sWekzs/s220/Richards%2BFall%2B2011_064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S4w3tjF8_CI/AAAAAAAABeQ/D4DDNvLQRKo/s72-c/January+18,+2010+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460567265319392315.post-4778522226217667557</id><published>2010-01-17T13:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T13:47:26.893-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Like Dad!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;One Sunday as we were getting ready for church we look over at Clare and this is what she was doing.  Mitch asked her and she said, "Reading paper, like dad!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S4w1b7WhF8I/AAAAAAAABdw/Fc9MPzBHJiI/s1600-h/January+17,+2010+223.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443784803488962498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S4w1b7WhF8I/AAAAAAAABdw/Fc9MPzBHJiI/s320/January+17,+2010+223.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S4w1bYCE0nI/AAAAAAAABdo/0YeZQUUnft4/s1600-h/January+17,+2010+221.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443784794007982706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S4w1bYCE0nI/AAAAAAAABdo/0YeZQUUnft4/s320/January+17,+2010+221.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Her cheesy smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2460567265319392315-4778522226217667557?l=therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/feeds/4778522226217667557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2460567265319392315&amp;postID=4778522226217667557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/4778522226217667557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/4778522226217667557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/2010/01/just-like-dad.html' title='Just Like Dad!'/><author><name>The Richards Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10449333247853994432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jmuhNTx2HfE/TtWf0AQQESI/AAAAAAAABzE/T5YG1sWekzs/s220/Richards%2BFall%2B2011_064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S4w1b7WhF8I/AAAAAAAABdw/Fc9MPzBHJiI/s72-c/January+17,+2010+223.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460567265319392315.post-5756482524443164172</id><published>2010-01-11T14:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T14:31:55.945-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Dad!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We celebrated Mitch's 29th birthday with his Mom and Step-Dad who came for the weekend.  The girls and I also suprised him at work with treats for his class.  We had a great time and even got to go swimming at the hotel where Grandma was staying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S4w_iencsRI/AAAAAAAABfI/xIdlbh7_LHg/s1600-h/January+17,+2010+222.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443795911150711058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S4w_iencsRI/AAAAAAAABfI/xIdlbh7_LHg/s320/January+17,+2010+222.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clare loves the water and loves to be thrown up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S4w_NqO0k0I/AAAAAAAABfA/kMFfvDLapV4/s1600-h/January+17,+2010+226.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443795553491391298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S4w_NqO0k0I/AAAAAAAABfA/kMFfvDLapV4/s320/January+17,+2010+226.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She loves going under the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S4w_NGIUWYI/AAAAAAAABe4/GxaNGl8dEzk/s1600-h/January+17,+2010+227.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443795543800437122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S4w_NGIUWYI/AAAAAAAABe4/GxaNGl8dEzk/s320/January+17,+2010+227.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here she is saying, "More, more."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S4w_MexaNCI/AAAAAAAABew/iWSG7tU8uoU/s1600-h/January+17,+2010+228.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443795533235368994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S4w_MexaNCI/AAAAAAAABew/iWSG7tU8uoU/s320/January+17,+2010+228.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Learning to kick, I think she will definitely enjoy swim lessons this summer.&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/2460567265319392315-5756482524443164172?l=therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/feeds/5756482524443164172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2460567265319392315&amp;postID=5756482524443164172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/5756482524443164172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/5756482524443164172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-birthday-dad.html' title='Happy Birthday Dad!'/><author><name>The Richards Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10449333247853994432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jmuhNTx2HfE/TtWf0AQQESI/AAAAAAAABzE/T5YG1sWekzs/s220/Richards%2BFall%2B2011_064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S4w_iencsRI/AAAAAAAABfI/xIdlbh7_LHg/s72-c/January+17,+2010+222.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460567265319392315.post-3070125688692682120</id><published>2010-01-10T14:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T14:49:30.529-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sisterly Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;First, let me start by saying I never thought I would be that Mom who put their kids in the same outfits but let me tell you now that I have to adorable little girls I can't resist.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S4xDeAZWRHI/AAAAAAAABgo/Chk6xkTwWk8/s1600-h/January+17,+2010+231.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443800232365540466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S4xDeAZWRHI/AAAAAAAABgo/Chk6xkTwWk8/s320/January+17,+2010+231.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The start of the photoshoot.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S4xDdgNeZgI/AAAAAAAABgg/nIQzQBIAWDE/s1600-h/January+17,+2010+235.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443800223725807106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S4xDdgNeZgI/AAAAAAAABgg/nIQzQBIAWDE/s320/January+17,+2010+235.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Leah starting to slump over.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S4xDc4NyUdI/AAAAAAAABgY/ns4iesbPdxA/s1600-h/January+17,+2010+236.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443800212989694418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S4xDc4NyUdI/AAAAAAAABgY/ns4iesbPdxA/s320/January+17,+2010+236.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Timber all the way.... Clare was determined not to touch her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S4xC-KTzpKI/AAAAAAAABgQ/B8_hHWOseEs/s1600-h/January+17,+2010+237.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443799685270840482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S4xC-KTzpKI/AAAAAAAABgQ/B8_hHWOseEs/s320/January+17,+2010+237.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clare agreed to hold her for awhile....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S4xC9jdqWEI/AAAAAAAABgI/URezf0G3xW0/s1600-h/January+17,+2010+238.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443799674843191362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S4xC9jdqWEI/AAAAAAAABgI/URezf0G3xW0/s320/January+17,+2010+238.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Leah still enjoying it.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S4xC9BdtwxI/AAAAAAAABgA/fVTHQLIMlSc/s1600-h/January+17,+2010+239.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443799665716609810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S4xC9BdtwxI/AAAAAAAABgA/fVTHQLIMlSc/s320/January+17,+2010+239.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Leah starting to not like it..... But Clare won't let go now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2460567265319392315-3070125688692682120?l=therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/feeds/3070125688692682120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2460567265319392315&amp;postID=3070125688692682120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/3070125688692682120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/3070125688692682120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/2010/01/sisterly-love.html' title='Sisterly Love'/><author><name>The Richards Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10449333247853994432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jmuhNTx2HfE/TtWf0AQQESI/AAAAAAAABzE/T5YG1sWekzs/s220/Richards%2BFall%2B2011_064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S4xDeAZWRHI/AAAAAAAABgo/Chk6xkTwWk8/s72-c/January+17,+2010+231.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460567265319392315.post-542491941807800936</id><published>2010-01-08T14:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T15:01:35.775-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leah 3 Months</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Leah is sleeping through the night and often times will sleep 10-12 hours straight if we let her.  She loves sleeping in her crib.  She is getting better about taking a bottle but still prefers eating from Mom.  She smiles all the time and enjoys watching Clare play.  She loves to hum especially when eating.  Leah has also learned to blow bubbles and loves to make sounds with her lips.  We noticed that when whe gets really tired she makes motor boat sounds with her mouth.  She loves sucking on her hands and plays with her tongue constantly.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S4xChLymaiI/AAAAAAAABf4/NbCEf2fnboU/s1600-h/January+17,+2010+234.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443799187452226082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S4xChLymaiI/AAAAAAAABf4/NbCEf2fnboU/s320/January+17,+2010+234.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Leah 3 months old.&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/2460567265319392315-542491941807800936?l=therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/feeds/542491941807800936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2460567265319392315&amp;postID=542491941807800936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/542491941807800936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/542491941807800936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/2010/01/leah-3-months.html' title='Leah 3 Months'/><author><name>The Richards Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10449333247853994432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jmuhNTx2HfE/TtWf0AQQESI/AAAAAAAABzE/T5YG1sWekzs/s220/Richards%2BFall%2B2011_064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S4xChLymaiI/AAAAAAAABf4/NbCEf2fnboU/s72-c/January+17,+2010+234.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460567265319392315.post-8905393809342444491</id><published>2010-01-01T14:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T14:37:00.955-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cleaning</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;How do you clean with two kids under 2? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wait until the 22 month old is napping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Put the 2 month old in the front pack.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S4xBAKGxnKI/AAAAAAAABfY/z0oiBujc9p0/s1600-h/January+17,+2010+214.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443797520552664226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S4xBAKGxnKI/AAAAAAAABfY/z0oiBujc9p0/s320/January+17,+2010+214.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a common scene in our household when we are trying to clean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S4xA_gzgMlI/AAAAAAAABfQ/VcjU5YHgkmA/s1600-h/January+17,+2010+215.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443797509465977426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S4xA_gzgMlI/AAAAAAAABfQ/VcjU5YHgkmA/s320/January+17,+2010+215.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Leah is used to it she just falls asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/2460567265319392315-8905393809342444491?l=therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/feeds/8905393809342444491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2460567265319392315&amp;postID=8905393809342444491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/8905393809342444491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/8905393809342444491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/2010/01/cleaning.html' title='Cleaning'/><author><name>The Richards Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10449333247853994432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jmuhNTx2HfE/TtWf0AQQESI/AAAAAAAABzE/T5YG1sWekzs/s220/Richards%2BFall%2B2011_064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S4xBAKGxnKI/AAAAAAAABfY/z0oiBujc9p0/s72-c/January+17,+2010+214.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460567265319392315.post-6039118290580883820</id><published>2009-12-31T13:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T14:21:04.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sledding</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;New Year's Eve was so much fun with all the snow we got.  We bundled up the girls and headed out into our neighborhood for some sledding.  One positive thing about living on a hill.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S4w0VT8dTDI/AAAAAAAABdg/yB9YQO07Vuc/s1600-h/January+17,+2010+165.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443783590319836210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S4w0VT8dTDI/AAAAAAAABdg/yB9YQO07Vuc/s320/January+17,+2010+165.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clare was loving being pulled on the sled by Dad.  She even fell face first during a crash and got right back on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S4w0VERtztI/AAAAAAAABdY/dnliEn2-_8k/s1600-h/January+17,+2010+189.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443783586114031314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S4w0VERtztI/AAAAAAAABdY/dnliEn2-_8k/s320/January+17,+2010+189.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clare playing with Carson but neither one could walk very well with their snowsuits on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S4w0UvI0b4I/AAAAAAAABdQ/Q0QqG8-Ya7I/s1600-h/January+17,+2010+207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443783580439572354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S4w0UvI0b4I/AAAAAAAABdQ/Q0QqG8-Ya7I/s320/January+17,+2010+207.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clare chasing after the boys.&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/2460567265319392315-6039118290580883820?l=therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/feeds/6039118290580883820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2460567265319392315&amp;postID=6039118290580883820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/6039118290580883820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/6039118290580883820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/2009/12/sledding.html' title='Sledding'/><author><name>The Richards Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10449333247853994432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jmuhNTx2HfE/TtWf0AQQESI/AAAAAAAABzE/T5YG1sWekzs/s220/Richards%2BFall%2B2011_064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S4w0VT8dTDI/AAAAAAAABdg/yB9YQO07Vuc/s72-c/January+17,+2010+165.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460567265319392315.post-8191550696466918055</id><published>2009-12-31T13:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T13:49:36.259-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Washable Markers, Not!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S1YmUVN-i6I/AAAAAAAABZg/6CyWugR6x8A/s1600-h/January+17,+2010+212.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428568531576720290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S1YmUVN-i6I/AAAAAAAABZg/6CyWugR6x8A/s320/January+17,+2010+212.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Look Mama, pretty." Clare said to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S1YmT05n4yI/AAAAAAAABZY/0GV9_abFf0M/s1600-h/January+17,+2010+213.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428568522901414690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S1YmT05n4yI/AAAAAAAABZY/0GV9_abFf0M/s320/January+17,+2010+213.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clare was trying to put on make-up like me. It took three days to get it all off.&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/2460567265319392315-8191550696466918055?l=therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/feeds/8191550696466918055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2460567265319392315&amp;postID=8191550696466918055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/8191550696466918055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/8191550696466918055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/2009/12/washable-markers-not.html' title='Washable Markers, Not!'/><author><name>The Richards Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10449333247853994432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jmuhNTx2HfE/TtWf0AQQESI/AAAAAAAABzE/T5YG1sWekzs/s220/Richards%2BFall%2B2011_064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S1YmUVN-i6I/AAAAAAAABZg/6CyWugR6x8A/s72-c/January+17,+2010+212.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460567265319392315.post-5160783403818320179</id><published>2009-12-27T13:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T14:16:39.113-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas - Round 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We went to my Mom's house on Saturday, which by this time we were all exhausted.  Fortunately, it was probably the most relaxing time we had.  We finally had time to put together the Gingerbread house that we had since before Christmas and the girls enjoyed spending time with Grandma Nanni.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S4wzuSrzhhI/AAAAAAAABdI/mCEmt8qwulU/s1600-h/January+17,+2010+195.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443782919966656018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S4wzuSrzhhI/AAAAAAAABdI/mCEmt8qwulU/s320/January+17,+2010+195.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clare helping Daddy but mostly just eating the candy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S4wzt8PsAOI/AAAAAAAABdA/8jkR1yzmzEY/s1600-h/January+17,+2010+198.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443782913943142626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S4wzt8PsAOI/AAAAAAAABdA/8jkR1yzmzEY/s320/January+17,+2010+198.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One of few times Grandma gets to hold Leah without Clare in her lap.  This is the Grandma Leah was named after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S4wzJysx-hI/AAAAAAAABc4/YlhSvIeEd2A/s1600-h/January+17,+2010+200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443782292905523730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S4wzJysx-hI/AAAAAAAABc4/YlhSvIeEd2A/s320/January+17,+2010+200.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Clare insisting that she sit by Grandma and didn't wanted her to put sister down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S4wzJFoozMI/AAAAAAAABcw/Ax4qTi8ynH0/s1600-h/January+17,+2010+205.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443782280808549570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S4wzJFoozMI/AAAAAAAABcw/Ax4qTi8ynH0/s320/January+17,+2010+205.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Opening presents, which you can tell by Clare's face that she was done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S4wzIqBwpTI/AAAAAAAABco/L8I4ryZNUHY/s1600-h/January+17,+2010+211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443782273397728562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S4wzIqBwpTI/AAAAAAAABco/L8I4ryZNUHY/s320/January+17,+2010+211.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The final product, which Clare was excited to show Grandma.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2460567265319392315-5160783403818320179?l=therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/feeds/5160783403818320179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2460567265319392315&amp;postID=5160783403818320179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/5160783403818320179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/5160783403818320179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-round-4.html' title='Christmas - Round 4'/><author><name>The Richards Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10449333247853994432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jmuhNTx2HfE/TtWf0AQQESI/AAAAAAAABzE/T5YG1sWekzs/s220/Richards%2BFall%2B2011_064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S4wzuSrzhhI/AAAAAAAABdI/mCEmt8qwulU/s72-c/January+17,+2010+195.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460567265319392315.post-7639666986284935807</id><published>2009-12-27T13:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T14:01:12.570-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Afternoon - Round 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Christmas afternoon Grandpa and Grandma Strand came down to have dinner.  It was a great time.  The girls enjoyed spending time with their Papa and Grandma.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S4wx76uNTII/AAAAAAAABcg/xa932OUqlGQ/s1600-h/January+17,+2010+188.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443780955029195906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S4wx76uNTII/AAAAAAAABcg/xa932OUqlGQ/s320/January+17,+2010+188.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Leah enjoying relaxing with Papa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S4wx7RjC9sI/AAAAAAAABcY/uo6vFaWP-PY/s1600-h/January+17,+2010+190.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443780943976527554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S4wx7RjC9sI/AAAAAAAABcY/uo6vFaWP-PY/s320/January+17,+2010+190.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clare thanking Papa for the presents.  We stayed in our pajamas all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S4wx6-3D5kI/AAAAAAAABcQ/W66VR-9pvs0/s1600-h/January+17,+2010+193.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443780938960201282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S4wx6-3D5kI/AAAAAAAABcQ/W66VR-9pvs0/s320/January+17,+2010+193.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2460567265319392315-7639666986284935807?l=therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/feeds/7639666986284935807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2460567265319392315&amp;postID=7639666986284935807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/7639666986284935807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/7639666986284935807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-afternoon-round-3.html' title='Christmas Afternoon - Round 3'/><author><name>The Richards Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10449333247853994432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jmuhNTx2HfE/TtWf0AQQESI/AAAAAAAABzE/T5YG1sWekzs/s220/Richards%2BFall%2B2011_064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S4wx76uNTII/AAAAAAAABcg/xa932OUqlGQ/s72-c/January+17,+2010+188.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460567265319392315.post-6508616782667681408</id><published>2009-12-26T21:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T13:58:07.982-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Morning - Round 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Christmas morning we spent just as a family of four. We had a great time playing with presents from Santa and opening stockings. Clare and Leah got a kitchen from Santa for Christmas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S4w2Kw_iKDI/AAAAAAAABd4/OhRpHWK1xNs/s1600-h/January+17,+2010+153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443785608162060338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S4w2Kw_iKDI/AAAAAAAABd4/OhRpHWK1xNs/s320/January+17,+2010+153.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clare enjoying her kitchen with Daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S4wxFZ99rYI/AAAAAAAABcA/jsDiZONFebM/s1600-h/January+17,+2010+176.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443780018523975042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S4wxFZ99rYI/AAAAAAAABcA/jsDiZONFebM/s320/January+17,+2010+176.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She was loving opening her stocking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S4wxEx-PlYI/AAAAAAAABb4/SOhQHEmE3Vk/s1600-h/January+17,+2010+177.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443780007787730306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S4wxEx-PlYI/AAAAAAAABb4/SOhQHEmE3Vk/s320/January+17,+2010+177.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Leah enjoying sitting with Mom and reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S4wwg4o9YUI/AAAAAAAABbw/jmD9aTPTRSo/s1600-h/January+17,+2010+178.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443779391102214466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S4wwg4o9YUI/AAAAAAAABbw/jmD9aTPTRSo/s320/January+17,+2010+178.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Clare so excited for her first Barbie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S4wwgXwPU3I/AAAAAAAABbo/4_cy-41acUA/s1600-h/January+17,+2010+180.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443779382274380658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S4wwgXwPU3I/AAAAAAAABbo/4_cy-41acUA/s320/January+17,+2010+180.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clare telling us all about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S4wuRGhp0OI/AAAAAAAABbg/_1SkohB2T8U/s1600-h/January+17,+2010+184.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443776920928506082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S4wuRGhp0OI/AAAAAAAABbg/_1SkohB2T8U/s320/January+17,+2010+184.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Leah opening up her floor mat, which was a big hit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S4wrx7KFveI/AAAAAAAABbY/BD_-osYOQE4/s1600-h/January+17,+2010+187.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443774186277682658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S4wrx7KFveI/AAAAAAAABbY/BD_-osYOQE4/s320/January+17,+2010+187.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Leah is always playing with her tongue, notice the look she is giving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2460567265319392315-6508616782667681408?l=therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/feeds/6508616782667681408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2460567265319392315&amp;postID=6508616782667681408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/6508616782667681408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/6508616782667681408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-morning-round-2.html' title='Christmas Morning - Round 2'/><author><name>The Richards Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10449333247853994432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jmuhNTx2HfE/TtWf0AQQESI/AAAAAAAABzE/T5YG1sWekzs/s220/Richards%2BFall%2B2011_064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S4w2Kw_iKDI/AAAAAAAABd4/OhRpHWK1xNs/s72-c/January+17,+2010+153.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460567265319392315.post-6845854276009339266</id><published>2009-12-24T21:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T21:42:12.931-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Eve Service</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We hurried home from Moses Lake Christmas Eve afternoon so that we could attend our church service.  The girls were so cute in the dresses that Gradma Millican bought them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S2uurvpUedI/AAAAAAAABbQ/IXVU0ZgC3I4/s1600-h/January+17,+2010+158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434629441900018130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S2uurvpUedI/AAAAAAAABbQ/IXVU0ZgC3I4/s320/January+17,+2010+158.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mommy and her girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S2uurZrPirI/AAAAAAAABbI/YippfRYXrlQ/s1600-h/January+17,+2010+161.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434629436002503346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S2uurZrPirI/AAAAAAAABbI/YippfRYXrlQ/s320/January+17,+2010+161.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daddy and the girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S2uuq8c1yQI/AAAAAAAABbA/qSKSBJE-kaA/s1600-h/January+17,+2010+162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434629428157466882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S2uuq8c1yQI/AAAAAAAABbA/qSKSBJE-kaA/s320/January+17,+2010+162.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clare even had a dress for her cabbage patch, which was mine when I was little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S2uuqN8SwwI/AAAAAAAABa4/PLu2yOpHggA/s1600-h/January+17,+2010+164.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434629415672922882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S2uuqN8SwwI/AAAAAAAABa4/PLu2yOpHggA/s320/January+17,+2010+164.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clare wanted me to take a picture of her and sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S2urCZmsvmI/AAAAAAAABaw/H_zDmYPGuww/s1600-h/January+17,+2010+170.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434625433073925730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S2urCZmsvmI/AAAAAAAABaw/H_zDmYPGuww/s320/January+17,+2010+170.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Little Leah just relaxing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2460567265319392315-6845854276009339266?l=therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/feeds/6845854276009339266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2460567265319392315&amp;postID=6845854276009339266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/6845854276009339266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/6845854276009339266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-eve-service.html' title='Christmas Eve Service'/><author><name>The Richards Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10449333247853994432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jmuhNTx2HfE/TtWf0AQQESI/AAAAAAAABzE/T5YG1sWekzs/s220/Richards%2BFall%2B2011_064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S2uurvpUedI/AAAAAAAABbQ/IXVU0ZgC3I4/s72-c/January+17,+2010+158.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460567265319392315.post-3045256022430362729</id><published>2009-12-24T13:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T21:12:16.292-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Round 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had a total of 4 Christmas'.  I had to work the week of Christmas out of town close to Moses Lake so we spent Christmas Even morning with Mitch's Mom.  We had a great time with everyone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S2ugsCkMatI/AAAAAAAABaY/YLE_2odhRxA/s1600-h/January+17,+2010+127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434614053816003282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S2ugsCkMatI/AAAAAAAABaY/YLE_2odhRxA/s320/January+17,+2010+127.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clare was so excited to get to open presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S2ugrtHdJTI/AAAAAAAABaQ/8nwWf-BaGso/s1600-h/January+17,+2010+128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434614048058320178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S2ugrtHdJTI/AAAAAAAABaQ/8nwWf-BaGso/s320/January+17,+2010+128.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Leah content to be held by Mitch's mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S2ugq_mT5jI/AAAAAAAABaI/JNdN0tRqNG8/s1600-h/January+17,+2010+129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434614035839706674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S2ugq_mT5jI/AAAAAAAABaI/JNdN0tRqNG8/s320/January+17,+2010+129.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clare was too intrigued by the presents to smile for the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S2uZt1ld4XI/AAAAAAAABaA/kTKbLxI7uSs/s1600-h/January+17,+2010+132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434606388110025074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S2uZt1ld4XI/AAAAAAAABaA/kTKbLxI7uSs/s320/January+17,+2010+132.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Opening her first gift for Christmas 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S2uZtd2FmFI/AAAAAAAABZ4/gxiw0l8a_XU/s1600-h/January+17,+2010+134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434606381737285714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S2uZtd2FmFI/AAAAAAAABZ4/gxiw0l8a_XU/s320/January+17,+2010+134.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One of her favorite gifts was the a play food set.  She was busy telling us all the pieces in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S2uZs6ZlZ9I/AAAAAAAABZw/EHTLmDeTu2s/s1600-h/January+17,+2010+144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434606372222494674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S2uZs6ZlZ9I/AAAAAAAABZw/EHTLmDeTu2s/s320/January+17,+2010+144.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daddy and his girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S2uXLDt7KmI/AAAAAAAABZo/8K8qS2Hx6m0/s1600-h/January+17,+2010+146.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434603591584918114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S2uXLDt7KmI/AAAAAAAABZo/8K8qS2Hx6m0/s320/January+17,+2010+146.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clare helping Grandma prepare a Christmas time favorite, almond pastry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2460567265319392315-3045256022430362729?l=therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/feeds/3045256022430362729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2460567265319392315&amp;postID=3045256022430362729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/3045256022430362729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/3045256022430362729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-round-1.html' title='Christmas Round 1'/><author><name>The Richards Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10449333247853994432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jmuhNTx2HfE/TtWf0AQQESI/AAAAAAAABzE/T5YG1sWekzs/s220/Richards%2BFall%2B2011_064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S2ugsCkMatI/AAAAAAAABaY/YLE_2odhRxA/s72-c/January+17,+2010+127.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460567265319392315.post-2245998518227489324</id><published>2009-12-19T14:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T14:12:04.122-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ribs + Toddlers = Messy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had our neighbors over for ribs one night and they have two little boys.  Clare just loves playing with them and sitting at the "Big Kid" table as she refers to it.  Clare is just 2 months older than Carson on the left and Jackson on the right is 3.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S4w6IQP1pfI/AAAAAAAABeo/HtYVHYEeffs/s1600-h/January+17,+2010+120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443789963058849266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S4w6IQP1pfI/AAAAAAAABeo/HtYVHYEeffs/s320/January+17,+2010+120.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Carson loved the ribs and notice Clare in the background licking her bone clean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S4w6H9pkQkI/AAAAAAAABeg/gUBrF1DKuPE/s1600-h/January+17,+2010+123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443789958066487874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S4w6H9pkQkI/AAAAAAAABeg/gUBrF1DKuPE/s320/January+17,+2010+123.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jackson was upset about Clare touching him with messy hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S4w6HVO6cfI/AAAAAAAABeY/U7cvpEb4WWo/s1600-h/January+17,+2010+124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443789947217277426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S4w6HVO6cfI/AAAAAAAABeY/U7cvpEb4WWo/s320/January+17,+2010+124.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Carson on his third rib.  There was sauce everywhere on the wall, table, and kids.&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/2460567265319392315-2245998518227489324?l=therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/feeds/2245998518227489324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2460567265319392315&amp;postID=2245998518227489324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/2245998518227489324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/2245998518227489324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/2009/12/ribs-toddlers-messy.html' title='Ribs + Toddlers = Messy'/><author><name>The Richards Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10449333247853994432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jmuhNTx2HfE/TtWf0AQQESI/AAAAAAAABzE/T5YG1sWekzs/s220/Richards%2BFall%2B2011_064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S4w6IQP1pfI/AAAAAAAABeo/HtYVHYEeffs/s72-c/January+17,+2010+120.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460567265319392315.post-4075351189986055142</id><published>2009-12-16T13:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T13:50:15.180-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Santa Claus</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Can you guess who Santa is?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S1Yhyq91GgI/AAAAAAAABZQ/PBPmmtSTflY/s1600-h/January+17,+2010+116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428563555252509186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S1Yhyq91GgI/AAAAAAAABZQ/PBPmmtSTflY/s320/January+17,+2010+116.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Leah doesn't have a care in the world that a stranger has her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S1YhMYQ9ulI/AAAAAAAABZA/eUZjdBvfUdI/s1600-h/January+17,+2010+117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428562897397463634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S1YhMYQ9ulI/AAAAAAAABZA/eUZjdBvfUdI/s320/January+17,+2010+117.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clare on the other hand, wanted nothing to do with him. Grandma had to quickly place Clare in his lap so we could get a picture. She wasn't his biggest fan. Clare kept saying all night, "Santa bye-bye, right? Santa bye-bye, right?" We asked her if he could come on Christmas and she said, "No Santa come, he stay home."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2460567265319392315-4075351189986055142?l=therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/feeds/4075351189986055142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2460567265319392315&amp;postID=4075351189986055142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/4075351189986055142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/4075351189986055142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/2009/12/santa-claus.html' title='Santa Claus'/><author><name>The Richards Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10449333247853994432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jmuhNTx2HfE/TtWf0AQQESI/AAAAAAAABzE/T5YG1sWekzs/s220/Richards%2BFall%2B2011_064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S1Yhyq91GgI/AAAAAAAABZQ/PBPmmtSTflY/s72-c/January+17,+2010+116.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460567265319392315.post-5652252788034314712</id><published>2009-12-08T14:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T14:58:15.669-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leah 2 Months</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Leah is the best baby anyone could ask for.  She is sleeping about 6 hours straight at night and only cries when she is hungry.  The biggest issue we are facing is her not taking a bottle.  She only will drink a couple of ounces all day.  Her doctor's appointment went well and she is right on target.  The Doctor wasn't too concerned about her not eating because her weight gain is fine, however, it isn't anywhere close to what Clare weighed at two months.  She is very petite.  She seems to be having some of the same skin issues Clare has but fortunately we know what to use and once we started them it cleared up.  She is so mellow you wouldn't have even know she was in pain with her skin ailment.  Here are her stats:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Weight -10lbs 5oz (34%)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Height - 21 1/2 (17%)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Head - 38 3/4 (49%)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S4xCRLlg96I/AAAAAAAABfw/1ctfx204oOc/s1600-h/January+17,+2010+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443798912519436194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S4xCRLlg96I/AAAAAAAABfw/1ctfx204oOc/s320/January+17,+2010+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Leah two months old with Grandma Bonnie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S4xCQUEVxPI/AAAAAAAABfo/_p6sZGxA5sc/s1600-h/January+17,+2010+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443798897616340210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S4xCQUEVxPI/AAAAAAAABfo/_p6sZGxA5sc/s320/January+17,+2010+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Leah loves to be cuddled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S4xCPl6-20I/AAAAAAAABfg/EDmkXMdhMoE/s1600-h/January+17,+2010+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443798885229058882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S4xCPl6-20I/AAAAAAAABfg/EDmkXMdhMoE/s320/January+17,+2010+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Of course, Clare couldn't be left out.&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/2460567265319392315-5652252788034314712?l=therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/feeds/5652252788034314712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2460567265319392315&amp;postID=5652252788034314712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/5652252788034314712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/5652252788034314712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/2009/12/leah-2-months.html' title='Leah 2 Months'/><author><name>The Richards Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10449333247853994432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jmuhNTx2HfE/TtWf0AQQESI/AAAAAAAABzE/T5YG1sWekzs/s220/Richards%2BFall%2B2011_064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S4xCRLlg96I/AAAAAAAABfw/1ctfx204oOc/s72-c/January+17,+2010+031.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460567265319392315.post-670414132204939946</id><published>2009-12-08T13:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T13:13:35.045-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lights On, Lights Off</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mitch and I were reading when the lights started to flicker.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S1YfBbQQJMI/AAAAAAAABY4/xLwCLBRyoJg/s1600-h/January+17,+2010+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428560510197966018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S1YfBbQQJMI/AAAAAAAABY4/xLwCLBRyoJg/s320/January+17,+2010+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look who the culprit was!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S1YfA_ahg8I/AAAAAAAABYw/vqHhdWQs6Pg/s1600-h/January+17,+2010+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428560502724854722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S1YfA_ahg8I/AAAAAAAABYw/vqHhdWQs6Pg/s320/January+17,+2010+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I asked, "What are you doing?"&lt;br /&gt;Clare said, "NOTHING."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S1YfAbFZt0I/AAAAAAAABYo/ol4JuWTwm_k/s1600-h/January+17,+2010+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428560492972586818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S1YfAbFZt0I/AAAAAAAABYo/ol4JuWTwm_k/s320/January+17,+2010+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She thought she would try it one more time.&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/2460567265319392315-670414132204939946?l=therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/feeds/670414132204939946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2460567265319392315&amp;postID=670414132204939946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/670414132204939946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/670414132204939946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/2009/12/lights-on-lights-off.html' title='Lights On, Lights Off'/><author><name>The Richards Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10449333247853994432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jmuhNTx2HfE/TtWf0AQQESI/AAAAAAAABzE/T5YG1sWekzs/s220/Richards%2BFall%2B2011_064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S1YfBbQQJMI/AAAAAAAABY4/xLwCLBRyoJg/s72-c/January+17,+2010+020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460567265319392315.post-756581501887112231</id><published>2009-12-05T19:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T09:03:14.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, Christmas Tree</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We continued our tradition of going up into the hills to cut our christmas tree since it only costs $5 for the tree permit. We went with two other families and had a great time. Sometimes I'm amazed at what Mitch and I do with the little ones. Clare rode in the backpack and I had Leah in the front pack. Of course, Mitch wanted to hike up a steep hill but it was well worth the trip up. Thankfully, this year we had other people to help carry the tree back down the hill.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S1Xj4xrsXpI/AAAAAAAABYg/-qRQwuN3yEk/s1600-h/January+17,+2010+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428495490413780626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S1Xj4xrsXpI/AAAAAAAABYg/-qRQwuN3yEk/s320/January+17,+2010+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Happy Family before hiking the hill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S1Xj4aQfVdI/AAAAAAAABYY/IiunhBccUoc/s1600-h/January+17,+2010+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428495484125664722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S1Xj4aQfVdI/AAAAAAAABYY/IiunhBccUoc/s320/January+17,+2010+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Finally, at the top of the hill with our tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S1XinWjO4DI/AAAAAAAABYQ/Ez_lqNj2v5A/s1600-h/January+17,+2010+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428494091561132082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S1XinWjO4DI/AAAAAAAABYQ/Ez_lqNj2v5A/s320/January+17,+2010+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Mahugh Family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S1Xim1t9aII/AAAAAAAABYI/h4YzEp6w6OU/s1600-h/January+17,+2010+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428494082747754626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S1Xim1t9aII/AAAAAAAABYI/h4YzEp6w6OU/s320/January+17,+2010+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clare unable to move in her snowsuit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S1XimQ-2LXI/AAAAAAAABYA/7EM8rmQwKiw/s1600-h/January+17,+2010+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428494072886472050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S1XimQ-2LXI/AAAAAAAABYA/7EM8rmQwKiw/s320/January+17,+2010+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Still willing to give us a smile even though she can't move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S1XhnW4DR7I/AAAAAAAABX4/VF0T2yye0CM/s1600-h/January+17,+2010+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428492992136824754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S1XhnW4DR7I/AAAAAAAABX4/VF0T2yye0CM/s320/January+17,+2010+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Enjoying some snacks with Mackinley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S1Xg28ciahI/AAAAAAAABXo/rWM84qF1-yE/s1600-h/January+17,+2010+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428492160408381970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S1Xg28ciahI/AAAAAAAABXo/rWM84qF1-yE/s320/January+17,+2010+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ready to go home with our tree.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2460567265319392315-756581501887112231?l=therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/feeds/756581501887112231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2460567265319392315&amp;postID=756581501887112231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/756581501887112231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/756581501887112231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/2009/12/oh-christmas-tree.html' title='Oh, Christmas Tree'/><author><name>The Richards Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10449333247853994432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jmuhNTx2HfE/TtWf0AQQESI/AAAAAAAABzE/T5YG1sWekzs/s220/Richards%2BFall%2B2011_064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/S1Xj4xrsXpI/AAAAAAAABYg/-qRQwuN3yEk/s72-c/January+17,+2010+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460567265319392315.post-2618130679633561189</id><published>2009-12-02T09:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T09:09:25.842-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mommy's Girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;These two little girls are the light of my life.  I have enjoyed the last two months home with them and I'm not looking forward to going back to work.  Time has gone by too quickly.  I'm just trying to cherish this last week at home.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SxaelAmyCPI/AAAAAAAABXY/ygvemc4vs98/s1600-h/November+29,+2009+097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410686360987240690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SxaelAmyCPI/AAAAAAAABXY/ygvemc4vs98/s320/November+29,+2009+097.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2460567265319392315-2618130679633561189?l=therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/feeds/2618130679633561189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2460567265319392315&amp;postID=2618130679633561189' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/2618130679633561189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/2618130679633561189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/2009/12/mommys-girls.html' title='Mommy&apos;s Girls'/><author><name>The Richards Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10449333247853994432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jmuhNTx2HfE/TtWf0AQQESI/AAAAAAAABzE/T5YG1sWekzs/s220/Richards%2BFall%2B2011_064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SxaelAmyCPI/AAAAAAAABXY/ygvemc4vs98/s72-c/November+29,+2009+097.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460567265319392315.post-6771632639669981934</id><published>2009-12-02T08:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T09:02:09.942-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Little Leah</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Leah is such a good baby and I definitely don't want to go back to work.  It has been so enjoyable spending time with Clare and her.  I have been so much more relaxed with the Leah so it has been so enjoyable.  I can't believe she is almost 2 months already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Leah is a great sleeper.  On most nights she is asleep by 10 and then wakes up between 4 and 5 in the morning.  She will then go back to sleep until 9.  We do still have those occasional nights where she gets up a couple of times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She loves to eat.  Breast feeding came a lot easier this second time around, which has made it more difficult to transition Leah to a bottle.  She has taken a couple of bottles but still prefers to be breastfed.  Hopefully, she gets better at taking the bottle since I have less than a week until I return to work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She is starting to smile all the time, which I have yet to get a picture of.  Her smile is so precious and her whole face lights up when she smiles.  Mitch and I love to be the first to hold her when she wakes up because that is when she smiles the most.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She is a very content baby and laid back.  She only fusses when she wants to nurse or has a dirty diaper.  Most of the time she is content sitting in her swing or bouncy seat watching Clare.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She loves Clare.  Leah becomes so alert when Clare is around and moves her head to try to find her.  Leah smiles the most for Clare especially when she dances for her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She loves to take baths.  She just lays there enjoying the warm water and is happy until you take her out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She is doing well with her belly time.  I think it helps that Clare entertains her while she is laying on the ground.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She is becoming so cuddly.  Her little body is getting rolls all over it and I'm loving it.  I can't wait to see how much weight she has gained.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SxaY6YOnpmI/AAAAAAAABXQ/893YQBz_7Z8/s1600-h/Leah+7+wks+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410680131035833954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SxaY6YOnpmI/AAAAAAAABXQ/893YQBz_7Z8/s320/Leah+7+wks+7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So content sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SxaY53g5UbI/AAAAAAAABXI/os7Z1svxUQY/s1600-h/Leah+7+wks+10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410680122254119346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SxaY53g5UbI/AAAAAAAABXI/os7Z1svxUQY/s320/Leah+7+wks+10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Loving her bath time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SxaWOQQGv4I/AAAAAAAABXA/9x25lf5D9zA/s1600-h/Leah+7+wks+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410677173957083010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SxaWOQQGv4I/AAAAAAAABXA/9x25lf5D9zA/s320/Leah+7+wks+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Trying to figure out what Mom is doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SxaWNhmfzSI/AAAAAAAABW4/oLBuUZhy4ss/s1600-h/Leah+6+wks+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410677161434533154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SxaWNhmfzSI/AAAAAAAABW4/oLBuUZhy4ss/s320/Leah+6+wks+7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She loves to be held and talked to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SxaSyV_zdZI/AAAAAAAABWw/awrHK0D3C50/s1600-h/Leah+6+wks+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410673395928102290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SxaSyV_zdZI/AAAAAAAABWw/awrHK0D3C50/s320/Leah+6+wks+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our little cupcake resting in her bouncer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SxaSxzU6sjI/AAAAAAAABWo/CQw2Jl2JS9U/s1600-h/Leah+6+wks+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410673386621415986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SxaSxzU6sjI/AAAAAAAABWo/CQw2Jl2JS9U/s320/Leah+6+wks+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She is starting to stay awake longer and becoming more alert.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2460567265319392315-6771632639669981934?l=therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/feeds/6771632639669981934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2460567265319392315&amp;postID=6771632639669981934' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/6771632639669981934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/6771632639669981934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/2009/12/our-little-leah.html' title='Our Little Leah'/><author><name>The Richards Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10449333247853994432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jmuhNTx2HfE/TtWf0AQQESI/AAAAAAAABzE/T5YG1sWekzs/s220/Richards%2BFall%2B2011_064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SxaY6YOnpmI/AAAAAAAABXQ/893YQBz_7Z8/s72-c/Leah+7+wks+7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460567265319392315.post-6249747785163522582</id><published>2009-12-01T19:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T08:09:16.508-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sisterly Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Clare has adapted so well to being a Big Sister.  I was a little concerned that she was too young and that the adjustment would be very difficult for her.  I spent the first few weeks worry about not being able to spend as much time with Clare but she absolutely loves having a little sister.  The other day I was in the store with the two of them and Clare kept saying hi to everyone and would introduce her sister by saying "Sister Leah Sleeping."  It was so precious.  Clare calls her many different names sissy, sister, sister Leah, and Leah.  Everytime she leaves Leah she says, "Wuv you sister Leah." and Leah is the first person who Clare wants to see in the morning.  I often find Clare standing up on the side of the crib telling sissy to wake-up.  She is constantly bringing Leah toys to put in her bouncy or swing.  I just know they are going to be the best of friends.  Clare is even a little a mommy who will often tell me "Sister Crying" and "Sister Stinky" while holding her nose.  Clare loves to kiss and hug on sister as evident in the photos below.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SxaNnk8UCUI/AAAAAAAABWg/Cyc_anzQ9x8/s1600-h/Church+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410667713403291970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SxaNnk8UCUI/AAAAAAAABWg/Cyc_anzQ9x8/s320/Church+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The girls ready for church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SxaMjxAGPJI/AAAAAAAABWY/0B1ul3eoru8/s1600-h/November+29,+2009+111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410666548409285778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SxaMjxAGPJI/AAAAAAAABWY/0B1ul3eoru8/s320/November+29,+2009+111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Clare loves kissing Leah on the lips.  Lets just say that we don't worry about germs as much with the second one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SxaJ4EgIOnI/AAAAAAAABWQ/hQf0tecwe5g/s1600-h/November+29,+2009+109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410663598706408050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SxaJ4EgIOnI/AAAAAAAABWQ/hQf0tecwe5g/s320/November+29,+2009+109.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clare so proud that she is reading to sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SxaJ3qT30DI/AAAAAAAABWI/7ckEWaXvAL8/s1600-h/Leah+7+wks+11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410663591675678770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SxaJ3qT30DI/AAAAAAAABWI/7ckEWaXvAL8/s320/Leah+7+wks+11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Clare sharing her toys with Leah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SxXcHWyJAsI/AAAAAAAABWA/dj7Rkw0ZYa8/s1600-h/Church+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410472546288599746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SxXcHWyJAsI/AAAAAAAABWA/dj7Rkw0ZYa8/s320/Church+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm suprised Clare hasn't knocked Leah out of her bouncer since this is a common occurrence about 15 times a day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2460567265319392315-6249747785163522582?l=therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/feeds/6249747785163522582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2460567265319392315&amp;postID=6249747785163522582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/6249747785163522582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/6249747785163522582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/2009/12/sisterly-love.html' title='Sisterly Love'/><author><name>The Richards Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10449333247853994432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jmuhNTx2HfE/TtWf0AQQESI/AAAAAAAABzE/T5YG1sWekzs/s220/Richards%2BFall%2B2011_064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SxaNnk8UCUI/AAAAAAAABWg/Cyc_anzQ9x8/s72-c/Church+4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460567265319392315.post-1621071192687231580</id><published>2009-11-25T19:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T19:13:06.293-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Girl's Best Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Clare just loves to play with Gage.  You can often hear her in the other room bossing him around and making him stay.  He is so good with Clare even when she insists on him playing with her toys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SxXaSd9842I/AAAAAAAABV4/_muQ7CDeuTM/s1600-h/November+29,+2009+088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410470538172490594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SxXaSd9842I/AAAAAAAABV4/_muQ7CDeuTM/s320/November+29,+2009+088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gage wondering what else Clare is going to put on his bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SxXZOKYhD7I/AAAAAAAABVw/dnbB-ub_x3Q/s1600-h/November+29,+2009+093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410469364684099506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SxXZOKYhD7I/AAAAAAAABVw/dnbB-ub_x3Q/s320/November+29,+2009+093.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clare often sits on his bed at night with him.&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/2460567265319392315-1621071192687231580?l=therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/feeds/1621071192687231580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2460567265319392315&amp;postID=1621071192687231580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/1621071192687231580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/1621071192687231580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/2009/11/girls-best-friend.html' title='A Girl&apos;s Best Friend'/><author><name>The Richards Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10449333247853994432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jmuhNTx2HfE/TtWf0AQQESI/AAAAAAAABzE/T5YG1sWekzs/s220/Richards%2BFall%2B2011_064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SxXaSd9842I/AAAAAAAABV4/_muQ7CDeuTM/s72-c/November+29,+2009+088.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460567265319392315.post-3876259737792934502</id><published>2009-11-23T15:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T15:52:46.988-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baking Pies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;My Mom and I baked pies this year for Thanksgiving.  It was my first time making pies and they didn't turn out too bad.  The girls both took naps the entire time and at the end Clare was able to play with the dough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SxWrr5F8MHI/AAAAAAAABVo/xNFYMMy9wd4/s1600/Baking+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410419297903980658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SxWrr5F8MHI/AAAAAAAABVo/xNFYMMy9wd4/s320/Baking+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SxWqw30-OiI/AAAAAAAABVg/vsa6Nh2DsN4/s1600/Baking+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410418283952093730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SxWqw30-OiI/AAAAAAAABVg/vsa6Nh2DsN4/s320/Baking+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SxWpFC41WVI/AAAAAAAABVQ/tYqQbuCPKmc/s1600/Baking+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410416431495207250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SxWpFC41WVI/AAAAAAAABVQ/tYqQbuCPKmc/s320/Baking+6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SxWoXT34M6I/AAAAAAAABVI/iZHHP5Jk1SE/s1600/Baking+8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410415645780620194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SxWoXT34M6I/AAAAAAAABVI/iZHHP5Jk1SE/s320/Baking+8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2460567265319392315-3876259737792934502?l=therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/feeds/3876259737792934502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2460567265319392315&amp;postID=3876259737792934502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/3876259737792934502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/3876259737792934502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/2009/11/baking-pies.html' title='Baking Pies'/><author><name>The Richards Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10449333247853994432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jmuhNTx2HfE/TtWf0AQQESI/AAAAAAAABzE/T5YG1sWekzs/s220/Richards%2BFall%2B2011_064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SxWrr5F8MHI/AAAAAAAABVo/xNFYMMy9wd4/s72-c/Baking+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460567265319392315.post-5959896728491228235</id><published>2009-11-19T13:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T13:52:17.481-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tea Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Clare is growing up way too fast.  The other day I came into the living room and she had set-up a tea party for herself and animals.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SxWO3YWGF9I/AAAAAAAABTw/AvvViV1x8a8/s1600/Tea+Party+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410387609434593234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SxWO3YWGF9I/AAAAAAAABTw/AvvViV1x8a8/s320/Tea+Party+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clare so proud of herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SxWO25IgsqI/AAAAAAAABTo/zCJm7wCPxxU/s1600/Tea+Party+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410387601056117410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SxWO25IgsqI/AAAAAAAABTo/zCJm7wCPxxU/s320/Tea+Party+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clare being a little "Mommy" trying to feed her cow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SxWO2TkrKNI/AAAAAAAABTg/qwpra9ps8jk/s1600/Tea+Party+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410387590973696210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SxWO2TkrKNI/AAAAAAAABTg/qwpra9ps8jk/s320/Tea+Party+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clare helping Donald sit-up.  She was so frustrated because he kept falling over.&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/2460567265319392315-5959896728491228235?l=therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/feeds/5959896728491228235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2460567265319392315&amp;postID=5959896728491228235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/5959896728491228235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/5959896728491228235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/2009/11/tea-party.html' title='Tea Party'/><author><name>The Richards Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10449333247853994432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jmuhNTx2HfE/TtWf0AQQESI/AAAAAAAABzE/T5YG1sWekzs/s220/Richards%2BFall%2B2011_064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SxWO3YWGF9I/AAAAAAAABTw/AvvViV1x8a8/s72-c/Tea+Party+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460567265319392315.post-2149523194523808487</id><published>2009-11-18T14:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T15:14:53.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Mommy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mitch and I went out on our first date since Leah was born on the night of my birthday. He also got me a new camera and some roses. It was so nice to have some one on one time. I wasn't too fond of him having them sing to me in the restaurant, but Clare loves the crown Mommy got. Thanks for everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SxWizagdD3I/AAAAAAAABVA/1vhlndOa-Qs/s1600/Mom%27s+29+bday+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410409531527991154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SxWizagdD3I/AAAAAAAABVA/1vhlndOa-Qs/s320/Mom%27s+29+bday+7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Happy Couple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SxWh5-lzojI/AAAAAAAABU4/w19CW4D_-Ok/s1600/Mom%27s+29+bday+9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410408544781705778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SxWh5-lzojI/AAAAAAAABU4/w19CW4D_-Ok/s320/Mom%27s+29+bday+9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Don't I looked thrilled?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SxWg_Ng9yuI/AAAAAAAABUw/r6m_BG0tIWM/s1600/Mom%27s+29+bday+11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410407535175650018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SxWg_Ng9yuI/AAAAAAAABUw/r6m_BG0tIWM/s320/Mom%27s+29+bday+11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"How do I look Dad?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SxWgOzuaa5I/AAAAAAAABUo/0saD1zSUFb8/s1600/Mom%27s+29+bday+15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410406703619009426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SxWgOzuaa5I/AAAAAAAABUo/0saD1zSUFb8/s320/Mom%27s+29+bday+15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clare enjoys sitting up to the coffee table.&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/2460567265319392315-2149523194523808487?l=therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/feeds/2149523194523808487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2460567265319392315&amp;postID=2149523194523808487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/2149523194523808487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/2149523194523808487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-birthday-mommy.html' title='Happy Birthday Mommy!'/><author><name>The Richards Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10449333247853994432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jmuhNTx2HfE/TtWf0AQQESI/AAAAAAAABzE/T5YG1sWekzs/s220/Richards%2BFall%2B2011_064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SxWizagdD3I/AAAAAAAABVA/1vhlndOa-Qs/s72-c/Mom%27s+29+bday+7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460567265319392315.post-7392273567247466283</id><published>2009-11-15T14:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T14:41:51.405-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who Needs Clothes _________?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SxWbUzWHS2I/AAAAAAAABUY/VZP1UyLie2c/s1600/Naked+12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410401309038168930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SxWbUzWHS2I/AAAAAAAABUY/VZP1UyLie2c/s320/Naked+12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; to do a handstand?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SxWbUItVBiI/AAAAAAAABUQ/fKZOKq5yTPk/s1600/Naked+9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410401297592813090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SxWbUItVBiI/AAAAAAAABUQ/fKZOKq5yTPk/s320/Naked+9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; to play the drums?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SxWYPq1DP2I/AAAAAAAABUI/gnxGnp5Btb4/s1600/Naked+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410397922317778786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SxWYPq1DP2I/AAAAAAAABUI/gnxGnp5Btb4/s320/Naked+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; to chase the dog?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SxWYPKn1ldI/AAAAAAAABUA/qSrIIb_eIEU/s1600/Naked+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410397913672422866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SxWYPKn1ldI/AAAAAAAABUA/qSrIIb_eIEU/s320/Naked+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; to run around the house?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SxWWqI5_dII/AAAAAAAABT4/8YLOOUGQJKg/s1600/Naked+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410396178044908674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SxWWqI5_dII/AAAAAAAABT4/8YLOOUGQJKg/s320/Naked+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; to ride a horse?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2460567265319392315-7392273567247466283?l=therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/feeds/7392273567247466283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2460567265319392315&amp;postID=7392273567247466283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/7392273567247466283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/7392273567247466283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/2009/11/who-needs-clothes.html' title='Who Needs Clothes _________?'/><author><name>The Richards Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10449333247853994432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jmuhNTx2HfE/TtWf0AQQESI/AAAAAAAABzE/T5YG1sWekzs/s220/Richards%2BFall%2B2011_064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SxWbUzWHS2I/AAAAAAAABUY/VZP1UyLie2c/s72-c/Naked+12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460567265319392315.post-741348277301361650</id><published>2009-11-03T13:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T13:53:48.631-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seattle Aquariam</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;My mom and I took the girls to Seattle for a couple of days to visit my sister and her family.  Our big adventure included going to the Seattle Aquariam.  Clare absolutely loved going and she couldn't stop shrieking, she was so excited.  She had a grin on her face the entire time.  We were sad that Daddy couldn't join us but we look forward to going again sometime with him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SxQ89erpHFI/AAAAAAAABTY/iNpGe6tCGMU/s1600/Science+Center+11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410016079284608082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SxQ89erpHFI/AAAAAAAABTY/iNpGe6tCGMU/s320/Science+Center+11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cousins Noah and Hannah showing Clare how to rough house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SxQ88rnkAsI/AAAAAAAABTI/--o7UnuX20k/s1600/Science+Center+21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410016065577288386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SxQ88rnkAsI/AAAAAAAABTI/--o7UnuX20k/s320/Science+Center+21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is my mom with her two girls and four grandkids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SxQ88PP84uI/AAAAAAAABTA/e1Bs25GsdWI/s1600/Science+Center+17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410016057962062562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SxQ88PP84uI/AAAAAAAABTA/e1Bs25GsdWI/s320/Science+Center+17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The first time we had all four kids together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SxQ87rAb-AI/AAAAAAAABS4/_QQc-lBU3Mo/s1600/Scinece+Center+19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410016048233314306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SxQ87rAb-AI/AAAAAAAABS4/_QQc-lBU3Mo/s320/Scinece+Center+19.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grandma loved spending time with all four grandkids but Clare wasn't too sure about sharing her Grandma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SxQ7e9MSfzI/AAAAAAAABSw/xD6fRfsA8Bo/s1600/Science+Center+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410014455387029298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SxQ7e9MSfzI/AAAAAAAABSw/xD6fRfsA8Bo/s320/Science+Center+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clare amazed by the starfish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SxQ7eS02hOI/AAAAAAAABSo/BfPzE12CzeY/s1600/Science+Center+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410014444014437602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SxQ7eS02hOI/AAAAAAAABSo/BfPzE12CzeY/s320/Science+Center+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here she is posing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SxQ7eKo_WvI/AAAAAAAABSg/EzgJKEoDZcw/s1600/Science+Center+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410014441817201394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SxQ7eKo_WvI/AAAAAAAABSg/EzgJKEoDZcw/s320/Science+Center+6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The three amigos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SxQ7dic2GPI/AAAAAAAABSY/ZujBNzLsGk0/s1600/Science+Center+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410014431028844786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SxQ7dic2GPI/AAAAAAAABSY/ZujBNzLsGk0/s320/Science+Center+7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Clare loved chasing after Hannah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SxQ7dA7koVI/AAAAAAAABSQ/_ebSc8JJOuw/s1600/Science+Center+10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410014422030917970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SxQ7dA7koVI/AAAAAAAABSQ/_ebSc8JJOuw/s320/Science+Center+10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Clare was getting pretty warn out at this point but still being pretty good.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2460567265319392315-741348277301361650?l=therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/feeds/741348277301361650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2460567265319392315&amp;postID=741348277301361650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/741348277301361650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/741348277301361650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/2009/11/seattle-aquariam.html' title='Seattle Aquariam'/><author><name>The Richards Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10449333247853994432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jmuhNTx2HfE/TtWf0AQQESI/AAAAAAAABzE/T5YG1sWekzs/s220/Richards%2BFall%2B2011_064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SxQ89erpHFI/AAAAAAAABTY/iNpGe6tCGMU/s72-c/Science+Center+11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460567265319392315.post-6931476863789103321</id><published>2009-10-31T14:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T21:36:27.348-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had so much fun this year on Halloween. Clare enjoyed dressing up in her costume and loved saying "Trick or Treat." We went over to some friends of ours who were had a soup potluck it was a lot of fun. The women stayed behind while the men took the kids out trick or treating. Most of the kids were older so Clare rode on Mitch's shoulder and he ran from house to house. She came back with a bag full of candy for her parents. The girls were lady bugs for halloween and had matching halloween outfits courtesy of Uncle Ed and Aunt Denise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SvjxOdnLcWI/AAAAAAAABPo/R8oYApd0V7w/s1600-h/Halloween+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402332983800328546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 219px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SvjxOdnLcWI/AAAAAAAABPo/R8oYApd0V7w/s320/Halloween+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clare loving on Leah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SvjxN5-jbaI/AAAAAAAABPg/ARxrUS4oQeQ/s1600-h/Halloween+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402332974234693026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SvjxN5-jbaI/AAAAAAAABPg/ARxrUS4oQeQ/s320/Halloween+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Clare so proud of her Little Sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SvjxNgRCUAI/AAAAAAAABPY/3ece5baqMCA/s1600-h/Halloween+10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402332967332892674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SvjxNgRCUAI/AAAAAAAABPY/3ece5baqMCA/s320/Halloween+10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Daddy and his two little lady bugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SvjxNLzbtUI/AAAAAAAABPQ/K3l8-bB9BKY/s1600-h/Halloween+13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402332961840018754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 205px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SvjxNLzbtUI/AAAAAAAABPQ/K3l8-bB9BKY/s320/Halloween+13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clare ready to go trick or treating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SvjxM3cK3nI/AAAAAAAABPI/AvFEvtsPHU0/s1600-h/Halloween+14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402332956373737074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SvjxM3cK3nI/AAAAAAAABPI/AvFEvtsPHU0/s320/Halloween+14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clare showing us her muscles.&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/2460567265319392315-6931476863789103321?l=therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/feeds/6931476863789103321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2460567265319392315&amp;postID=6931476863789103321' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/6931476863789103321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/6931476863789103321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween'/><author><name>The Richards Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10449333247853994432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jmuhNTx2HfE/TtWf0AQQESI/AAAAAAAABzE/T5YG1sWekzs/s220/Richards%2BFall%2B2011_064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SvjxOdnLcWI/AAAAAAAABPo/R8oYApd0V7w/s72-c/Halloween+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460567265319392315.post-710847472934380927</id><published>2009-10-18T21:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T21:34:58.639-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 80th Birthday Grandpa/Great Grandpa Corky!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mitch's Grandpa Corky turned 80 this year.  The family threw a suprise party for him two weeks after Leah was born.  At first, Mitch was just going to head over for the day with Clare but I was feeling well enough to go along.  We took our first trip over the pass with both girls who did really well.  We only had to stop once to feed Leah.  Mitch's grandfather has been such an inspiration to him and has truly helped shaped him into the great husband/father he has become.  This is who Clare is named after.  Mitch wrote a speech about his Grandfather's life and it was so heartfelt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/Svj5ylXCG6I/AAAAAAAABR4/8ynXFnmgJcA/s1600-h/Corky+80-6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402342400448404386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 296px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/Svj5ylXCG6I/AAAAAAAABR4/8ynXFnmgJcA/s320/Corky+80-6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Great Grandpa Clarence (Corky)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/Svj5yUHBgeI/AAAAAAAABRw/efx0Vs7D6Uw/s1600-h/Corky+80-8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402342395817853410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/Svj5yUHBgeI/AAAAAAAABRw/efx0Vs7D6Uw/s320/Corky+80-8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Great Granpa and Great Grandma admiring their 9th great grandchild.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/Svj5x2bmG_I/AAAAAAAABRo/EZSbWNxWm2o/s1600-h/Corky+80-9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402342387851074546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 263px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/Svj5x2bmG_I/AAAAAAAABRo/EZSbWNxWm2o/s320/Corky+80-9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Great Grandma enjoying holding Leah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/Svj5xknK-II/AAAAAAAABRg/beNcdLZ24Gw/s1600-h/Corky+80-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402342383067789442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/Svj5xknK-II/AAAAAAAABRg/beNcdLZ24Gw/s320/Corky+80-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Great Grandpa with his Best Friend at the party. &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/2460567265319392315-710847472934380927?l=therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/feeds/710847472934380927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2460567265319392315&amp;postID=710847472934380927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/710847472934380927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/710847472934380927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-80th-birthday-grandpagreat.html' title='Happy 80th Birthday Grandpa/Great Grandpa Corky!'/><author><name>The Richards Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10449333247853994432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jmuhNTx2HfE/TtWf0AQQESI/AAAAAAAABzE/T5YG1sWekzs/s220/Richards%2BFall%2B2011_064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/Svj5ylXCG6I/AAAAAAAABR4/8ynXFnmgJcA/s72-c/Corky+80-6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460567265319392315.post-8385133308237937705</id><published>2009-10-17T21:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T21:37:51.207-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who Wants Ice Cream?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our first outing as a family of four was to Baskin Robbins. Clare got her first strawberry ice cream cone. She absolutely loved it and half way through it Mitch and I both wondered why we hadn't thought to get her sugar free. She definitely had a sugar high. It was a lot of fun and we look forward to many more trips to the ice cream parlor with the girls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/Svj3vQiBTWI/AAAAAAAABRY/OfZbHVHC148/s1600-h/First+Ice+Cream+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402340144294481250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/Svj3vQiBTWI/AAAAAAAABRY/OfZbHVHC148/s320/First+Ice+Cream+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was a child's scoop, I thought it was a little large.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/Svj3u0-1s5I/AAAAAAAABRQ/5euLmc4mx_8/s1600-h/First+Ice+Cream+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402340136899163026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/Svj3u0-1s5I/AAAAAAAABRQ/5euLmc4mx_8/s320/First+Ice+Cream+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clare really enjoying her ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/Svj3un_fw8I/AAAAAAAABRI/JPYm9o8JeMw/s1600-h/First+Ice+Cream+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402340133412258754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/Svj3un_fw8I/AAAAAAAABRI/JPYm9o8JeMw/s320/First+Ice+Cream+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clare didn't want to share her cone but wanted some of everyone else's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/Svj3uRpGWfI/AAAAAAAABRA/MPTJpD6xRQg/s1600-h/First+Ice+Cream+9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402340127412738546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/Svj3uRpGWfI/AAAAAAAABRA/MPTJpD6xRQg/s320/First+Ice+Cream+9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Still going strong, she ate most of it until I convinced Mitch to eat the rest.&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/2460567265319392315-8385133308237937705?l=therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/feeds/8385133308237937705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2460567265319392315&amp;postID=8385133308237937705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/8385133308237937705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/8385133308237937705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/2009/10/who-wants-ice-cream.html' title='Who Wants Ice Cream?'/><author><name>The Richards Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10449333247853994432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jmuhNTx2HfE/TtWf0AQQESI/AAAAAAAABzE/T5YG1sWekzs/s220/Richards%2BFall%2B2011_064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/Svj3vQiBTWI/AAAAAAAABRY/OfZbHVHC148/s72-c/First+Ice+Cream+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460567265319392315.post-8709143247656303839</id><published>2009-10-15T20:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T21:39:00.410-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Week Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Leah is such an easy baby compared to Clare. She is a great eater and sleeper. Here are a few photos from the first week. You definitely take a lot less pictures of the second child than the first.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/Svj1asDSPiI/AAAAAAAABQ4/jHafwc-CNVE/s1600-h/Leah+5+Days+Old+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402337591881252386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/Svj1asDSPiI/AAAAAAAABQ4/jHafwc-CNVE/s320/Leah+5+Days+Old+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clare showing how she is a "Big Sister."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/Svj1aKSpMzI/AAAAAAAABQw/g-BJp3oD1qM/s1600-h/Leah+5+Days+Old+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402337582818865970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/Svj1aKSpMzI/AAAAAAAABQw/g-BJp3oD1qM/s320/Leah+5+Days+Old+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clare is always kissing on Leah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/Svj1ZtgdBsI/AAAAAAAABQo/t4QvjApqqIw/s1600-h/Leah+5+Days+Old+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402337575092160194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/Svj1ZtgdBsI/AAAAAAAABQo/t4QvjApqqIw/s320/Leah+5+Days+Old+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Leah ready to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/Svj1ZDupnpI/AAAAAAAABQg/FMFEHK2DEMI/s1600-h/Leah+5+Days+Old+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402337563877416594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/Svj1ZDupnpI/AAAAAAAABQg/FMFEHK2DEMI/s320/Leah+5+Days+Old+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Leah's expressions remind us of a old man sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/Svj1Y9J5aBI/AAAAAAAABQY/HUcCrOS-qHA/s1600-h/Leah+1+wk+8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402337562112649234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/Svj1Y9J5aBI/AAAAAAAABQY/HUcCrOS-qHA/s320/Leah+1+wk+8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Leah wishing her Mom would stop blinding her with the flash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/Svj0AvVeWaI/AAAAAAAABQQ/czAqWf1eqq8/s1600-h/Leah+5+Days+Old+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402336046574623138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/Svj0AvVeWaI/AAAAAAAABQQ/czAqWf1eqq8/s320/Leah+5+Days+Old+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clare is always wanting to be in the midst of everthing we do with Leah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/Svj0AFEJ8HI/AAAAAAAABQI/koyQSL4dtC0/s1600-h/Leah+1+wk+9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402336035227693170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/Svj0AFEJ8HI/AAAAAAAABQI/koyQSL4dtC0/s320/Leah+1+wk+9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The girls watching football with Daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/Svjz_8xloII/AAAAAAAABQA/GLOBmzSgoTc/s1600-h/Leah+1+wk+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402336033002332290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/Svjz_8xloII/AAAAAAAABQA/GLOBmzSgoTc/s320/Leah+1+wk+6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Leah just loves sleeping in the boppy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/Svjz_Yr8UTI/AAAAAAAABP4/l87ZqioGL14/s1600-h/Leah+1+wk+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402336023314977074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/Svjz_Yr8UTI/AAAAAAAABP4/l87ZqioGL14/s320/Leah+1+wk+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daddy enjoying time with the girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/Svjz_J7ZlmI/AAAAAAAABPw/ruRxz-loWgg/s1600-h/Leah+1+Wk+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402336019353278050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/Svjz_J7ZlmI/AAAAAAAABPw/ruRxz-loWgg/s320/Leah+1+Wk+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One of the few pictures of Leah and Mom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2460567265319392315-8709143247656303839?l=therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/feeds/8709143247656303839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2460567265319392315&amp;postID=8709143247656303839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/8709143247656303839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/8709143247656303839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/2009/10/first-week-home.html' title='First Week Home'/><author><name>The Richards Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10449333247853994432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jmuhNTx2HfE/TtWf0AQQESI/AAAAAAAABzE/T5YG1sWekzs/s220/Richards%2BFall%2B2011_064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/Svj1asDSPiI/AAAAAAAABQ4/jHafwc-CNVE/s72-c/Leah+5+Days+Old+033.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460567265319392315.post-8855536590751691545</id><published>2009-10-12T20:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T20:57:41.075-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Introducing - Leah Lanore Richards</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/StP6VJWm7DI/AAAAAAAABLQ/0DJLxy1F0iI/s1600-h/October+12,+2009+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/StP6UrCbxNI/AAAAAAAABLI/JLflevoOINM/s1600-h/October+12,+2009+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391928411949876434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/StP6UrCbxNI/AAAAAAAABLI/JLflevoOINM/s320/October+12,+2009+039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We are so excited to introduce Leah Lanore Richards who surprised us all by being so petite. She was born at 12:40 p.m. on Thursday, October 8 weighing 6 pounds 15 oz and only 19 inches long. She was exactly 2 pounds less than Clare. In addition to being smaller, she has very dark hair and her complexion is very dark. It is amazing how different the two little ones are from one another in appearance. Things are going well but pretty exhausting. I will post more tomorrow but I thought I would post a quick update before we head to bed.  Leah currently has her days and nights mixed up so we are trying to work through this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2460567265319392315-8855536590751691545?l=therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/feeds/8855536590751691545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2460567265319392315&amp;postID=8855536590751691545' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/8855536590751691545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/8855536590751691545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/2009/10/introducing-leah-lanore-richards.html' title='Introducing - Leah Lanore Richards'/><author><name>The Richards Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10449333247853994432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jmuhNTx2HfE/TtWf0AQQESI/AAAAAAAABzE/T5YG1sWekzs/s220/Richards%2BFall%2B2011_064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/StP6UrCbxNI/AAAAAAAABLI/JLflevoOINM/s72-c/October+12,+2009+039.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460567265319392315.post-6024369623123030690</id><published>2009-10-08T21:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T21:58:10.528-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Leah's Birth Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;One of the best things about the c-section was knowing exactly when you are going in.  We were able to spend the morning at home with Clare and get everything ready.  It was so hard dropping her off at day care knowing that I wouldn't be able to see her for at least a couple of days.  We arrived at the hospital and were a little disappointed when they informed us that we would be sharing a room.  We just couldn't imagine sharing a room with another couple and newborn but at this point we had other things to worry about.  We went into surgery about 12 and at 12:40 Little Leah entered this world.  The procedure went rather quickly and I before I knew it we were in recovery.  Leah came out crying loudly and wanting to feed.  She started feeding even before we left the recovery room.  Before we left the recovery room we received the great news that we would actually have our own room.  It was so nice to have our own space.  Mitch was so helpful in the hospital and he was an old pro taking care of Leah.  My recovery has been phenomenal compared to my first delivery.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/StlKxUNpjGI/AAAAAAAABOg/aW-zy98yWVg/s1600-h/October+12,+2009+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393424239852883042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/StlKxUNpjGI/AAAAAAAABOg/aW-zy98yWVg/s320/October+12,+2009+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clare's last morning as an only child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/StlKwtXG65I/AAAAAAAABOY/3Y3AMJl9vwE/s1600-h/October+12,+2009+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393424229423573906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/StlKwtXG65I/AAAAAAAABOY/3Y3AMJl9vwE/s320/October+12,+2009+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daddy feeling Leah kick inside Mommy for the last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/StlKwOgFR7I/AAAAAAAABOQ/EGpU4w-p8uw/s1600-h/October+12,+2009+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393424221139716018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/StlKwOgFR7I/AAAAAAAABOQ/EGpU4w-p8uw/s320/October+12,+2009+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daddy waiting anxiously for Mommy to be moved to the OR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/StlKvjUSO_I/AAAAAAAABOI/Gmd_DGsYGhU/s1600-h/October+12,+2009+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393424209547508722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/StlKvjUSO_I/AAAAAAAABOI/Gmd_DGsYGhU/s320/October+12,+2009+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daddy ready for surgery, which he saved for his halloween costume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/StlKvPWGr-I/AAAAAAAABOA/M5VRzYaTqeI/s1600-h/October+12,+2009+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393424204186431458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/StlKvPWGr-I/AAAAAAAABOA/M5VRzYaTqeI/s320/October+12,+2009+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Little Leah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/StlJvbGA0oI/AAAAAAAABN4/7W0gfccW5So/s1600-h/October+12,+2009+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393423107828535938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/StlJvbGA0oI/AAAAAAAABN4/7W0gfccW5So/s320/October+12,+2009+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She was very hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/StlJu_1t7zI/AAAAAAAABNw/pEkY4bN9Quc/s1600-h/October+12,+2009+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393423100512431922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/StlJu_1t7zI/AAAAAAAABNw/pEkY4bN9Quc/s320/October+12,+2009+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Meeting Mommy for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/StlJuKahGEI/AAAAAAAABNo/_D6SVmA_MUY/s1600-h/October+12,+2009+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393423086171265090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/StlJuKahGEI/AAAAAAAABNo/_D6SVmA_MUY/s320/October+12,+2009+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Leah being introduced to Grandma Millican.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/StlJtpj4U9I/AAAAAAAABNg/FzJ_OnN3Cp0/s1600-h/October+12,+2009+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393423077352166354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/StlJtpj4U9I/AAAAAAAABNg/FzJ_OnN3Cp0/s320/October+12,+2009+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Leah meeting Grandma and Grandpa Strand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/StlJtJKypbI/AAAAAAAABNY/KPvgYeNMSu8/s1600-h/October+12,+2009+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393423068657001906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/StlJtJKypbI/AAAAAAAABNY/KPvgYeNMSu8/s320/October+12,+2009+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Resting after a long day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/StlIX9Tgs4I/AAAAAAAABNI/6_goiDfHi5g/s1600-h/October+12,+2009+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393421605183468418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/StlIX9Tgs4I/AAAAAAAABNI/6_goiDfHi5g/s320/October+12,+2009+037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She definitely was very content resting in the boppy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/StlIXTiZ3xI/AAAAAAAABNA/9Qw8prC69A8/s1600-h/October+12,+2009+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393421593971646226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/StlIXTiZ3xI/AAAAAAAABNA/9Qw8prC69A8/s320/October+12,+2009+041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daddy and Little Leah anxious to head home to meet Big Sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/StlIWwSYmjI/AAAAAAAABM4/kNV8TD-hLhI/s1600-h/October+12,+2009+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393421584509213234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/StlIWwSYmjI/AAAAAAAABM4/kNV8TD-hLhI/s320/October+12,+2009+042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mommy was definitely ready to head home to see sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/StlIWG0wpJI/AAAAAAAABMw/d71yegGXVfI/s1600-h/October+12,+2009+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393421573379105938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/StlIWG0wpJI/AAAAAAAABMw/d71yegGXVfI/s320/October+12,+2009+043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Homeward Bound!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2460567265319392315-6024369623123030690?l=therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/feeds/6024369623123030690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2460567265319392315&amp;postID=6024369623123030690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/6024369623123030690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/6024369623123030690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/2009/10/leahs-birth-day.html' title='Leah&apos;s Birth Day'/><author><name>The Richards Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10449333247853994432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jmuhNTx2HfE/TtWf0AQQESI/AAAAAAAABzE/T5YG1sWekzs/s220/Richards%2BFall%2B2011_064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/StlKxUNpjGI/AAAAAAAABOg/aW-zy98yWVg/s72-c/October+12,+2009+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460567265319392315.post-7517035567170341714</id><published>2009-10-07T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T21:01:19.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Clare's First Camp Fire</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We finally were able to enjoy the fire pit that Mitch built this summer.  Clare did pretty well around the fire pit but we definitely couldn't take our eyes off her.  Hopefully, we will be able to use it this winter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/StlA-LHJuTI/AAAAAAAABMo/50gFmF2-SuI/s1600-h/Clare%27s+1st+Campfire+2009+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393413465631734066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/StlA-LHJuTI/AAAAAAAABMo/50gFmF2-SuI/s320/Clare%27s+1st+Campfire+2009+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clare roasting her first marshmallow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/StlA9Y5jrnI/AAAAAAAABMg/nBx-OCU6q9g/s1600-h/Clare%27s+1st+Campfire+2009+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393413452152942194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/StlA9Y5jrnI/AAAAAAAABMg/nBx-OCU6q9g/s320/Clare%27s+1st+Campfire+2009+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clare saying "cheese."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/StlA8yZxwXI/AAAAAAAABMY/tyjneRVYWLI/s1600-h/Clare%27s+1st+Campfire+2009+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393413441819099506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/StlA8yZxwXI/AAAAAAAABMY/tyjneRVYWLI/s320/Clare%27s+1st+Campfire+2009+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Heading inside for the night.  She thought it was pretty cool being outside in the dark.&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/2460567265319392315-7517035567170341714?l=therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/feeds/7517035567170341714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2460567265319392315&amp;postID=7517035567170341714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/7517035567170341714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/7517035567170341714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/2009/10/clares-first-camp-fire.html' title='Clare&apos;s First Camp Fire'/><author><name>The Richards Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10449333247853994432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jmuhNTx2HfE/TtWf0AQQESI/AAAAAAAABzE/T5YG1sWekzs/s220/Richards%2BFall%2B2011_064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/StlA-LHJuTI/AAAAAAAABMo/50gFmF2-SuI/s72-c/Clare%27s+1st+Campfire+2009+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460567265319392315.post-4622946979380222941</id><published>2009-10-07T20:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T21:00:11.625-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tomorrow's D-Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today I went in for my Pre-Op and tomorrow we will welcome our little girl. I'm excited and anxious at the same time. We had a great evening as a family of three tonight. Clare and I went to Starbucks to share a strawberry/banana smoothee. We then went and watched Daddy get his haircut. Then the three of us went to Olive Garden and Clare was so good, which Mitch and I can only hope this next one is as sweet as Clare. We spent the evening at home wrestling/tickling Clare and building things with her blocks. We are all a little tired since we were all up most of the night with Clare who is cutting her 2 year molars and eye teeth. What great timing! I'm most concerned about leaving Clare tomorrow but I know that she will be in good hands with my Mom, who is more like her play buddy/best friend. We have to check-in at 10 then the C-section is scheduled for noon. We should be out of surgery and resting as a family by 2. The next post we will be revealing the stats of the new baby and name.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/Ss1jO3QsfLI/AAAAAAAABLA/hnzyAMxjrwY/s1600-h/Pumpkin+Patch+2009+8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390073436035644594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/Ss1jO3QsfLI/AAAAAAAABLA/hnzyAMxjrwY/s320/Pumpkin+Patch+2009+8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm sure going to miss this smile!  She is such a Momma's Girl.&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/2460567265319392315-4622946979380222941?l=therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/feeds/4622946979380222941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2460567265319392315&amp;postID=4622946979380222941' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/4622946979380222941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/4622946979380222941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/2009/10/tomorrows-d-day.html' title='Tomorrow&apos;s D-Day'/><author><name>The Richards Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10449333247853994432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jmuhNTx2HfE/TtWf0AQQESI/AAAAAAAABzE/T5YG1sWekzs/s220/Richards%2BFall%2B2011_064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/Ss1jO3QsfLI/AAAAAAAABLA/hnzyAMxjrwY/s72-c/Pumpkin+Patch+2009+8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460567265319392315.post-6102739007795055454</id><published>2009-10-04T19:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T20:55:54.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pumpkin Patch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We took Clare to a pumpkin patch the weekend before Leah was born. The pumpkin patch was located on a farm, which had many farm animals, tractors, and even a canon that shot pumpkins. Clare wasn't so sure about the canon shooting pumpkins. We had a great time and we found a pumpkin for each of us to carve. We will see how this goes with a 19 month old. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/StkwyR0Hd-I/AAAAAAAABMQ/e2VWVztWlQk/s1600-h/Pumpkin+Patch+2009+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393395669086468066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/StkwyR0Hd-I/AAAAAAAABMQ/e2VWVztWlQk/s320/Pumpkin+Patch+2009+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clare riding out to the pumpkin patch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/Stkwx7GkC0I/AAAAAAAABMI/CrqyVbKYjUM/s1600-h/Pumpkin+Patch+2009+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393395662989822786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/Stkwx7GkC0I/AAAAAAAABMI/CrqyVbKYjUM/s320/Pumpkin+Patch+2009+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clare enjoying the dog at the farm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/StkwxWWoI4I/AAAAAAAABMA/J3ssH_qSZ30/s1600-h/Pumpkin+Patch+2009+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393395653125088130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/StkwxWWoI4I/AAAAAAAABMA/J3ssH_qSZ30/s320/Pumpkin+Patch+2009+7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clare sitting on the pumpkin she wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/Stkvsk3MzXI/AAAAAAAABL4/l9TwIPIA29c/s1600-h/Pumpkin+Patch+2009+9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393394471608831346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/Stkvsk3MzXI/AAAAAAAABL4/l9TwIPIA29c/s320/Pumpkin+Patch+2009+9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clare with all our pumpkins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/Stkvr-NQcPI/AAAAAAAABLw/d8qciSJyh1I/s1600-h/Pumpkin+Patch+2009+11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393394461232361714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/Stkvr-NQcPI/AAAAAAAABLw/d8qciSJyh1I/s320/Pumpkin+Patch+2009+11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The rotten pumpkin that she insisted on keeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/StkvrWmkhVI/AAAAAAAABLo/aDx5cuJ7o4k/s1600-h/Pumpkin+Patch+2009+12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393394450601117010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/StkvrWmkhVI/AAAAAAAABLo/aDx5cuJ7o4k/s320/Pumpkin+Patch+2009+12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Riding the fake pony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/Stkvq3GKjaI/AAAAAAAABLg/rQtqWPPzQzw/s1600-h/Pumpkin+Patch+2009+13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393394442143698338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/Stkvq3GKjaI/AAAAAAAABLg/rQtqWPPzQzw/s320/Pumpkin+Patch+2009+13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The pumpkin canon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/StkvqZPz6mI/AAAAAAAABLY/rA57OAjXV50/s1600-h/Pumpkin+Patch+2009+14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393394434131094114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/StkvqZPz6mI/AAAAAAAABLY/rA57OAjXV50/s320/Pumpkin+Patch+2009+14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Daddy and Clare waiting for the pumpkins to be shot off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We took Clare to a pumpkin patch the weekend before Leah was born. The pumpkin patch was located on a farm, which had many farm animals, tractors, and even a canon that shot pumpkins. Clare wasn't so sure about the canon shooting pumpkins. We had a great time and we found a pumpkin for each of us to carve. We will see how this goes with a 19 month old.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2460567265319392315-6102739007795055454?l=therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/feeds/6102739007795055454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2460567265319392315&amp;postID=6102739007795055454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/6102739007795055454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/6102739007795055454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/2009/10/pumpkin-patch.html' title='Pumpkin Patch'/><author><name>The Richards Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10449333247853994432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jmuhNTx2HfE/TtWf0AQQESI/AAAAAAAABzE/T5YG1sWekzs/s220/Richards%2BFall%2B2011_064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/StkwyR0Hd-I/AAAAAAAABMQ/e2VWVztWlQk/s72-c/Pumpkin+Patch+2009+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460567265319392315.post-8420689649868921618</id><published>2009-10-02T20:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T21:01:41.332-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Crazy Life</title><content type='html'>I'm sure many of you have noticed that I'm not as good about keeping up the blog but you will soon find out why I haven't been as diligent about blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second pregnancy has gone by really quickly. I can't believe that in less than a week we will be the parents of two little girls, both under 2. What were we thinking ;) We are so relieved that our Baby Girl has cooperated and we have made it full term, which we were very uneasy if we could make it this long. It was a good thing my Doctor put me on bedrest for 2 weeks and then made me promise to reduce my workload for the last month. This has been rather difficult given our schedules in the Richards' household.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mitch and I sometimes wonder how we manage to do everything. Summer time is the busiest time of year for me at work. I do about 85% of my client load from May through October and typically have to work at least 55 hours a week to get everything done. Fortunately, I have some great co-workers who have stepped up and helped me. However, even though I was on bedrest I was still working full-time on various clients just from home. On top of that, I have continued to study for the CPA exam a couple hours a night and have successfully passed two sections while pregnant this summer. Mitch has been super busy during this time as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is currently doing his administration internship and continues to teach in the classroom full-time. Most weeks he is putting in about 65 hours a week trying to get in all the hours he needs for his internship and trying to get ahead before the second baby comes. Due to his schedule, I have been the main one responsible for picking Clare up from daycare and trying to spend quality time with her before this second baby comes. We are at least lucky enough to have Daddy come home and have dinner with us but most nights he either has to go back for meetings or spends a couple of hours working on various projects. The weekends he spends a good portion of them doing work. Last weekend was the first weekend since August that Clare and I actually were able to spend a full weekend with Daddy. Mitch and I are actually looking forward to having the Baby so that we can spend some quality time together as a family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm planning on working up until the morning of my C-section on October 8, which is planned around noon. At my Doctor's appointment on Wednesday, I received some very disappointing news. Currently, there have been some cases of Swine Flu in Yakima and as a result a decision was made to lockdown the OB floor at the hospital. Each laboring mother is only allowed to have one support accompany them, which means that Clare isn't going to be able to vist at all. It is so hard being told that you can't see your child. I'm having a very hard time dealing with the fact that when we drop Clare off on Thursday morning we won't see her for at least a couple of days. If things go well my Doctor may release us on Saturday as long as the baby and I are doing okay. They may open the OB floor up partially but would still only permit each laboring mother to have only two visitors at a time up on the OB floor. Each visitor would have to check-in and if a mother already had visitors, they would have to wait until the other visitors leave. I'm not too upset about not being able to see others but I really wish that I could at least see Clare. She will be in good hands with Grandma and more than likely she won't even notice that I'm gone.  This is harder on Mommy I think (as I sit here trying to hold back tears).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are looking forward to holding our Baby Girl and becoming a family of four. Mitch is taking two weeks off and then we will have to rely on our Mother's to come help out until I'm back on my feet. Until then, Mitch and I have lots to get done this weekend for the upcoming arrival of our little one. I think we may try to take Clare to the Pumpkin Patch. We have been trying to spend quality time together as a family and do special things with Clare on the weekends, which we hope to continue this once the new baby comes. Please keep us in your thoughts and prays this upcoming week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2460567265319392315-8420689649868921618?l=therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/feeds/8420689649868921618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2460567265319392315&amp;postID=8420689649868921618' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/8420689649868921618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/8420689649868921618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/2009/10/our-crazy-life.html' title='Our Crazy Life'/><author><name>The Richards Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10449333247853994432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jmuhNTx2HfE/TtWf0AQQESI/AAAAAAAABzE/T5YG1sWekzs/s220/Richards%2BFall%2B2011_064.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460567265319392315.post-2756248405268081695</id><published>2009-09-19T21:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T21:45:34.901-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Glimpse of Photoshoot</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Labor Day weekend we had our friends over Dallas and Sareh Hunt. We had a nice relaxing weekend and Clare enjoyed playing with them. Sareh is a professional photographer and she did some great family shots of us. Here is a glimpse of some the of photos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SrWvplgMoNI/AAAAAAAABK4/xccVVhljAag/s1600-h/IMG_0247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383402058567950546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SrWvplgMoNI/AAAAAAAABK4/xccVVhljAag/s320/IMG_0247.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clare and Grandma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SrWvpPEcnpI/AAAAAAAABKw/qfDf6wLebQM/s1600-h/IMG_0114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383402052545978002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SrWvpPEcnpI/AAAAAAAABKw/qfDf6wLebQM/s320/IMG_0114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm more in love with the man than I ever have been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SrWvou0hbGI/AAAAAAAABKo/t3pZwI0_tp0/s1600-h/IMG_0248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383402043889249378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SrWvou0hbGI/AAAAAAAABKo/t3pZwI0_tp0/s320/IMG_0248.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daddy and his Little Girly (at least for now).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SrWvnzZSOXI/AAAAAAAABKg/oCoNtb4Ib0I/s1600-h/IMG_0249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383402027937315186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SrWvnzZSOXI/AAAAAAAABKg/oCoNtb4Ib0I/s320/IMG_0249.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clare giggles everytime Mitch and I kiss in front of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SrWvnXZZY-I/AAAAAAAABKY/Yo2ynfm3Wj0/s1600-h/IMG_0277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383402020421592034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SrWvnXZZY-I/AAAAAAAABKY/Yo2ynfm3Wj0/s320/IMG_0277.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here I am at 35 weeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2460567265319392315-2756248405268081695?l=therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/feeds/2756248405268081695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2460567265319392315&amp;postID=2756248405268081695' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/2756248405268081695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/2756248405268081695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/2009/09/glimpse-of-photoshoot.html' title='Glimpse of Photoshoot'/><author><name>The Richards Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10449333247853994432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jmuhNTx2HfE/TtWf0AQQESI/AAAAAAAABzE/T5YG1sWekzs/s220/Richards%2BFall%2B2011_064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SrWvplgMoNI/AAAAAAAABK4/xccVVhljAag/s72-c/IMG_0247.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460567265319392315.post-6255037886549950736</id><published>2009-08-25T21:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T21:43:30.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Clare's Best Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Clare just loves Gage and he is even starting to like playing with her, especially when she has food.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SpS51lCr04I/AAAAAAAABKI/OpHm8J2wn4I/s1600-h/Clare%27s+Best+Friend+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374124585487422338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SpS51lCr04I/AAAAAAAABKI/OpHm8J2wn4I/s320/Clare%27s+Best+Friend+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gage staring intently for any crumbs to drop.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SpS503vfpCI/AAAAAAAABKA/OduJ8PYHngA/s1600-h/Clare%27s+Best+Friend+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374124573327336482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SpS503vfpCI/AAAAAAAABKA/OduJ8PYHngA/s320/Clare%27s+Best+Friend+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SpS50SwqJ4I/AAAAAAAABJ4/5rtNWmeRLeg/s1600-h/Clare%27s+Best+Friend+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374124563400107906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SpS50SwqJ4I/AAAAAAAABJ4/5rtNWmeRLeg/s320/Clare%27s+Best+Friend+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clare is thinks Gage wants to give her a kiss but he really was trying to lick the cracker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SpS5z1OajdI/AAAAAAAABJw/XeJ2IgoOR00/s1600-h/Ice+Cream.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374124555471850962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SpS5z1OajdI/AAAAAAAABJw/XeJ2IgoOR00/s320/Ice+Cream.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Enjoying some ice cream on the patio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SpS5zBDLvjI/AAAAAAAABJo/Qfiren4YC98/s1600-h/Clare%27s+Best+Friend+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374124541466099250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SpS5zBDLvjI/AAAAAAAABJo/Qfiren4YC98/s320/Clare%27s+Best+Friend+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gage waiting patiently to clean up after Clare.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2460567265319392315-6255037886549950736?l=therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/feeds/6255037886549950736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2460567265319392315&amp;postID=6255037886549950736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/6255037886549950736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/6255037886549950736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/2009/08/clares-best-friend.html' title='Clare&apos;s Best Friend'/><author><name>The Richards Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10449333247853994432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jmuhNTx2HfE/TtWf0AQQESI/AAAAAAAABzE/T5YG1sWekzs/s220/Richards%2BFall%2B2011_064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SpS51lCr04I/AAAAAAAABKI/OpHm8J2wn4I/s72-c/Clare%27s+Best+Friend+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460567265319392315.post-4918224890764901064</id><published>2009-08-25T21:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T21:22:14.868-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Building a Firepit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mitch built us a firepit in the back yard on the second terrace, which is really nice.  Of course, Clare was throwing a fit because she couldn't be up there the whole time but Daddy let her help him at the end.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SpS3J5-6jnI/AAAAAAAABJg/Xi3RVi0fYME/s1600-h/Firepit+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374121636171255410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SpS3J5-6jnI/AAAAAAAABJg/Xi3RVi0fYME/s320/Firepit+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daddy and his little helper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SpS3JOk8h0I/AAAAAAAABJY/AygxrynW4I4/s1600-h/Firepit+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374121624519608130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SpS3JOk8h0I/AAAAAAAABJY/AygxrynW4I4/s320/Firepit+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clare so proud of herself.  Did you notice the pink cowboy boots?  Grandma bought those for her on Thursday and she insisted wearing them all weekend even with her shorts and pajamas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SpS3IklIHsI/AAAAAAAABJQ/t1ux4b3aqdU/s1600-h/Firepit+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374121613246078658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SpS3IklIHsI/AAAAAAAABJQ/t1ux4b3aqdU/s320/Firepit+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clare seeing if Daddy is watching her so she can grab the shovel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SpS3HzesTpI/AAAAAAAABJI/SnrI5X5UnFc/s1600-h/Firepit+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374121600065752722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SpS3HzesTpI/AAAAAAAABJI/SnrI5X5UnFc/s320/Firepit+7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clare trying so hard to use the shovel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SpS3HTUmtFI/AAAAAAAABJA/_MJNa8yGao0/s1600-h/Firepit+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374121591433507922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SpS3HTUmtFI/AAAAAAAABJA/_MJNa8yGao0/s320/Firepit+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The finished product.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2460567265319392315-4918224890764901064?l=therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/feeds/4918224890764901064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2460567265319392315&amp;postID=4918224890764901064' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/4918224890764901064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/4918224890764901064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/2009/08/building-firepit.html' title='Building a Firepit'/><author><name>The Richards Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10449333247853994432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jmuhNTx2HfE/TtWf0AQQESI/AAAAAAAABzE/T5YG1sWekzs/s220/Richards%2BFall%2B2011_064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SpS3J5-6jnI/AAAAAAAABJg/Xi3RVi0fYME/s72-c/Firepit+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460567265319392315.post-6484241496648068394</id><published>2009-08-25T20:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T21:10:30.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Big Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SpS1krpNkqI/AAAAAAAABI4/pzfc4_0hf-c/s1600-h/Clare+18+Months.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374119897155343010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SpS1krpNkqI/AAAAAAAABI4/pzfc4_0hf-c/s320/Clare+18+Months.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Clare isn't our little baby anymore. Everyday it amazes us all the new things she is doing. Today we had her 18 month appointment, which she weighed 23lbs and was 31 inches tall. She has leveled off on her weight gain but it is due to the fact that she is so active. The Doctor was very impressed by her verbal skills and her ability to recognize what objects were. She also was showing off for him by walking on her tip toes and running "fast" as she calls it. He was most impressed by the fact that Clare has started to use the potty all on her own. This was a shock for us as well. On Saturday, Mitch placed her on the potty and before he knew it she had actually gone "poopy", as Clare calls it, on the toilet and wasn't even scared. Since then she has gone pee a handful of times on the potty and is pretty good about going when we place her on it. Who knows maybe she will be easy to potty train? That would be nice so we don't have two in diapers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2460567265319392315-6484241496648068394?l=therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/feeds/6484241496648068394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2460567265319392315&amp;postID=6484241496648068394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/6484241496648068394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/6484241496648068394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/2009/08/our-big-girl.html' title='Our Big Girl'/><author><name>The Richards Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10449333247853994432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jmuhNTx2HfE/TtWf0AQQESI/AAAAAAAABzE/T5YG1sWekzs/s220/Richards%2BFall%2B2011_064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SpS1krpNkqI/AAAAAAAABI4/pzfc4_0hf-c/s72-c/Clare+18+Months.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460567265319392315.post-8023383025026177642</id><published>2009-08-20T20:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T20:59:48.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby #2 Update</title><content type='html'>This second preganancy has gone by rather fast and I can't believe I'm already at 33 weeks.  Mitch and I have both been really busy with work and when we aren't busy working were chasing Clare around.  It is amazing how prepared you are with the first one and then the second one you wait until last minute to take care of things.  I'm definitely a lot bigger the second time around and the baby appears to be moving a lot more than even Clare did.  Up until a couple of days ago, I was working full time still, however, this last weekend I started experiencing contractions.  As a result, my Doctor put me on partial bed rest and I was told to cut back at work until I reach about 34 weeks.  Since Tuesday, I've been working from home and trying to keep my feet elevated.  I'm still not feeling the best but the contractions appear to have subsided.  I go back in next Tuesday for an exam and to see if she will release me to go to Spokane at the end of the week for business.  We will see.  I would love to keep this baby in for at least three to four more weeks.  Only, God knows the plan.  We'll keep you posted if anything changes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2460567265319392315-8023383025026177642?l=therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/feeds/8023383025026177642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2460567265319392315&amp;postID=8023383025026177642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/8023383025026177642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/8023383025026177642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/2009/08/baby-2-update.html' title='Baby #2 Update'/><author><name>The Richards Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10449333247853994432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jmuhNTx2HfE/TtWf0AQQESI/AAAAAAAABzE/T5YG1sWekzs/s220/Richards%2BFall%2B2011_064.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460567265319392315.post-4453996272010134499</id><published>2009-08-20T20:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T20:26:34.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cotton Candy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Clare tried cotton candy for the first time this year, which she loved just like her Daddy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/So4TaMzGaPI/AAAAAAAABHc/pGWzD6HPIjw/s1600-h/Cotton+Candy+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372252746332662002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/So4TaMzGaPI/AAAAAAAABHc/pGWzD6HPIjw/s320/Cotton+Candy+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Can you tell by her lips what color it was? &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/So4TZvTbS8I/AAAAAAAABHU/AnOaBlVRMLI/s1600-h/Cotton+Candy+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372252738415184834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/So4TZvTbS8I/AAAAAAAABHU/AnOaBlVRMLI/s320/Cotton+Candy+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Who do you think enjoyed it more, Clare or Daddy?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2460567265319392315-4453996272010134499?l=therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/feeds/4453996272010134499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2460567265319392315&amp;postID=4453996272010134499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/4453996272010134499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/4453996272010134499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/2009/08/cotton-candy.html' title='Cotton Candy'/><author><name>The Richards Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10449333247853994432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jmuhNTx2HfE/TtWf0AQQESI/AAAAAAAABzE/T5YG1sWekzs/s220/Richards%2BFall%2B2011_064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/So4TaMzGaPI/AAAAAAAABHc/pGWzD6HPIjw/s72-c/Cotton+Candy+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460567265319392315.post-1132348716261807119</id><published>2009-07-30T20:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T20:35:50.512-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mammoth Dig, Another Adventure with Daddy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;One of the many adventures Mitch took Clare on this summer was to a mammoth dig located in the Wenas, which is located in Selah about 20 minutes from our house.  Mitch was a little dissappointed in the site since he didn't get to see any large bones.  Clare and him still had a good time even though it was over 100.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/So4VOGuWmqI/AAAAAAAABII/4jnhRF8zUzw/s1600-h/Mammoth+Dig+2009-16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372254737566964386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/So4VOGuWmqI/AAAAAAAABII/4jnhRF8zUzw/s320/Mammoth+Dig+2009-16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/So4VNmGVXvI/AAAAAAAABIA/ypPhZ4o9ocw/s1600-h/Mammoth+Dig+2009-8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372254728809176818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/So4VNmGVXvI/AAAAAAAABIA/ypPhZ4o9ocw/s320/Mammoth+Dig+2009-8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/So4VNI9okXI/AAAAAAAABH4/JVcYlRxgOc4/s1600-h/Mammoth+Dig+2009-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372254720988057970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/So4VNI9okXI/AAAAAAAABH4/JVcYlRxgOc4/s320/Mammoth+Dig+2009-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/So4VMABsMjI/AAAAAAAABHo/3IGucoz91kU/s1600-h/Mammoth+Dig+2009-13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372254701409284658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/So4VMABsMjI/AAAAAAAABHo/3IGucoz91kU/s320/Mammoth+Dig+2009-13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/2460567265319392315-1132348716261807119?l=therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/feeds/1132348716261807119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2460567265319392315&amp;postID=1132348716261807119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/1132348716261807119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/1132348716261807119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/2009/07/mammoth-dig-another-adventure-with.html' title='Mammoth Dig, Another Adventure with Daddy'/><author><name>The Richards Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10449333247853994432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jmuhNTx2HfE/TtWf0AQQESI/AAAAAAAABzE/T5YG1sWekzs/s220/Richards%2BFall%2B2011_064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/So4VOGuWmqI/AAAAAAAABII/4jnhRF8zUzw/s72-c/Mammoth+Dig+2009-16.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460567265319392315.post-1206625460909302185</id><published>2009-07-15T20:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T20:47:29.125-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Riding the Carousel</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Clare just loves riding her rocking horse, mechanical horses at stores, and now you can add carousels to the list.  Clare went on the carousel at least a handful of times, while we were in Spokane.  Any time she saw the carousel she had to go on a ride.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/So4XZEPTCjI/AAAAAAAABIw/8JJVzBUycmE/s1600-h/Carousel+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372257124901653042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/So4XZEPTCjI/AAAAAAAABIw/8JJVzBUycmE/s320/Carousel+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Blowing kisses to Daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/So4XYuQy-TI/AAAAAAAABIo/nBEkP2MLUtg/s1600-h/Carousel+9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372257119002360114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/So4XYuQy-TI/AAAAAAAABIo/nBEkP2MLUtg/s320/Carousel+9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Riding with Daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/So4XYFWFJiI/AAAAAAAABIg/UWKWMspEkB4/s1600-h/Carousel+11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372257108018669090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/So4XYFWFJiI/AAAAAAAABIg/UWKWMspEkB4/s320/Carousel+11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Holding on like a Big Girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/So4XXRpTSQI/AAAAAAAABIY/KgrZQY6YIfk/s1600-h/Carousel+10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372257094140643586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/So4XXRpTSQI/AAAAAAAABIY/KgrZQY6YIfk/s320/Carousel+10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daddy and Clare on the carousel, again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/So4XW0lhgYI/AAAAAAAABIQ/41fPUMiGTRI/s1600-h/Carousel+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372257086340170114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/So4XW0lhgYI/AAAAAAAABIQ/41fPUMiGTRI/s320/Carousel+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Clare saying cheese.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2460567265319392315-1206625460909302185?l=therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/feeds/1206625460909302185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2460567265319392315&amp;postID=1206625460909302185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/1206625460909302185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/1206625460909302185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/2009/07/riding-carousel.html' title='Riding the Carousel'/><author><name>The Richards Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10449333247853994432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jmuhNTx2HfE/TtWf0AQQESI/AAAAAAAABzE/T5YG1sWekzs/s220/Richards%2BFall%2B2011_064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/So4XZEPTCjI/AAAAAAAABIw/8JJVzBUycmE/s72-c/Carousel+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460567265319392315.post-1414597868526258444</id><published>2009-07-11T21:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T21:51:42.455-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Congratulations Daddy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SllrqXzMnAI/AAAAAAAABHM/0PfK3EYWf-s/s1600-h/june19th+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357431607421344770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SllrqXzMnAI/AAAAAAAABHM/0PfK3EYWf-s/s320/june19th+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mitch just finished his Master's. On Thursday, he had to present his project that he has been working on the entire school year. His final project was approximately 80 pages. It took a lot of work and time but he is finally done. I'm so proud of him and all that he has achieved. He is so dedicated to his family and has spent several late nights working on his project to accomodate our busy schedules. He has taken on more than his share of parenting, which usually includes dropping and picking Clare up from daycare each day, cooking dinner, and helping me around the house. Especially, over the last three months due to me being pregnant and trying to study for the CPA exam. I'm so proud of all the things he has accomplished. He has just one more obstacle to overcome before he officially can become an administrator. This next school year he will be doing his internship while teaching full-time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2460567265319392315-1414597868526258444?l=therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/feeds/1414597868526258444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2460567265319392315&amp;postID=1414597868526258444' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/1414597868526258444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/1414597868526258444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/2009/07/congratulations-daddy.html' title='Congratulations Daddy!'/><author><name>The Richards Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10449333247853994432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jmuhNTx2HfE/TtWf0AQQESI/AAAAAAAABzE/T5YG1sWekzs/s220/Richards%2BFall%2B2011_064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SllrqXzMnAI/AAAAAAAABHM/0PfK3EYWf-s/s72-c/june19th+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460567265319392315.post-3446938612345612174</id><published>2009-07-06T20:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T20:40:43.939-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crusher Canyon Hike</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mitch has taken Clare on several adventures this summer. He loves to go on different hikes with Clare and Gage. This hike they went on the Crusher Canyon trail.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SllaVNRAgEI/AAAAAAAABCk/xZfsJg0fGJI/s1600-h/Crusher+Canyon+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357412552118665282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SllaVNRAgEI/AAAAAAAABCk/xZfsJg0fGJI/s320/Crusher+Canyon+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clare loves her new stroller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SllaU1VQxAI/AAAAAAAABCc/7Hd5xIwSvRU/s1600-h/Crusher+Canyon+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357412545694057474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SllaU1VQxAI/AAAAAAAABCc/7Hd5xIwSvRU/s320/Crusher+Canyon+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She enjoys just watching Gage run around, drinking her water, and eating snacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SllaUsxJvHI/AAAAAAAABCU/HRwioGHrBlk/s1600-h/Crusher+Canyon+9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357412543395118194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SllaUsxJvHI/AAAAAAAABCU/HRwioGHrBlk/s320/Crusher+Canyon+9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SllaUYqN34I/AAAAAAAABCM/21_0JYl5gW8/s1600-h/Crusher+Canyon+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357412537997320066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SllaUYqN34I/AAAAAAAABCM/21_0JYl5gW8/s320/Crusher+Canyon+7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gage and Clare taking a rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2460567265319392315-3446938612345612174?l=therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/feeds/3446938612345612174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2460567265319392315&amp;postID=3446938612345612174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/3446938612345612174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/3446938612345612174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/2009/07/crusher-canyon-hike.html' title='Crusher Canyon Hike'/><author><name>The Richards Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10449333247853994432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jmuhNTx2HfE/TtWf0AQQESI/AAAAAAAABzE/T5YG1sWekzs/s220/Richards%2BFall%2B2011_064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SllaVNRAgEI/AAAAAAAABCk/xZfsJg0fGJI/s72-c/Crusher+Canyon+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460567265319392315.post-5034436778113200797</id><published>2009-07-05T21:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T22:07:13.394-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pool Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Clare just loves to swim even if the water is freezing, which according to Daddy it was.  On Sunday, we went to the Mahugh's house to swim and have dinner.  It was a lot of fun.  Mitch works with Beth and has watched Clare for us on numerous occasions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SlV6JTb39jI/AAAAAAAAA_0/VEbCbmBvXg4/s1600-h/Mahughs+Pool+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356321632081671730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SlV6JTb39jI/AAAAAAAAA_0/VEbCbmBvXg4/s320/Mahughs+Pool+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daddy pulling Clare around the pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SlV6JD6TKyI/AAAAAAAAA_s/kPhbJjKOJRY/s1600-h/Mahughs+Pool+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356321627914316578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SlV6JD6TKyI/AAAAAAAAA_s/kPhbJjKOJRY/s320/Mahughs+Pool+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clare trying to kick and move herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SlV6I5bO21I/AAAAAAAAA_k/0-iuuMcgUlQ/s1600-h/Mahughs+Pool+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356321625099656018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SlV6I5bO21I/AAAAAAAAA_k/0-iuuMcgUlQ/s320/Mahughs+Pool+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just hanging out enjoying the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SlV6IbbkWzI/AAAAAAAAA_c/Ut1EegAPNSU/s1600-h/Mahughs+Pool+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356321617048001330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SlV6IbbkWzI/AAAAAAAAA_c/Ut1EegAPNSU/s320/Mahughs+Pool+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daddy and Clare trying to warm up.&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/2460567265319392315-5034436778113200797?l=therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/feeds/5034436778113200797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2460567265319392315&amp;postID=5034436778113200797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/5034436778113200797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/5034436778113200797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/2009/07/pool-time.html' title='Pool Time'/><author><name>The Richards Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10449333247853994432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jmuhNTx2HfE/TtWf0AQQESI/AAAAAAAABzE/T5YG1sWekzs/s220/Richards%2BFall%2B2011_064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SlV6JTb39jI/AAAAAAAAA_0/VEbCbmBvXg4/s72-c/Mahughs+Pool+4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460567265319392315.post-628535580003593867</id><published>2009-07-05T21:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T21:48:30.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 4th of July!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We spent the 4th of July resting and spending time with our family of 3 after a busy month of June. Daddy barbequed some great ribs for us. Great Grandma had bought Clare a special outfit for the 4th, however, we didn't wear it until church the next day. As you can tell, it isn't the easiest outfit to keep clean but she looks pretty adorable in it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SlV0pFISu2I/AAAAAAAAA-s/Bc2EpzlQ6eM/s1600-h/July+4-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356315580927490914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SlV0pFISu2I/AAAAAAAAA-s/Bc2EpzlQ6eM/s320/July+4-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hurry, take the picture I'm saying cheese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SlV0ozdlRLI/AAAAAAAAA-k/XSZMCfKuMfk/s1600-h/July+4-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356315576184947890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SlV0ozdlRLI/AAAAAAAAA-k/XSZMCfKuMfk/s320/July+4-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love sitting in my lawn chair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SlV0ofD-KvI/AAAAAAAAA-c/qjc3EVHnfQU/s1600-h/July+4-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356315570708818674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SlV0ofD-KvI/AAAAAAAAA-c/qjc3EVHnfQU/s320/July+4-3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daddy trying to get her to hold still.&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/2460567265319392315-628535580003593867?l=therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/feeds/628535580003593867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2460567265319392315&amp;postID=628535580003593867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/628535580003593867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/628535580003593867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-4th-of-july.html' title='Happy 4th of July!'/><author><name>The Richards Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10449333247853994432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jmuhNTx2HfE/TtWf0AQQESI/AAAAAAAABzE/T5YG1sWekzs/s220/Richards%2BFall%2B2011_064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SlV0pFISu2I/AAAAAAAAA-s/Bc2EpzlQ6eM/s72-c/July+4-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460567265319392315.post-6666760298566921476</id><published>2009-07-03T22:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T22:36:23.322-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lake Chelan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We went to Lake Chelan for three days to spend time with Mitch's Grandpa and Grandma Richards.  It was a lot of fun and we got to rest.  Daddy and Clare went swimming in the pool, which Clare loved jumping from the side and even let Daddy put her completely under.  We had great food and enjoyed visiting with them.  We also enjoyed some time playing in sand at the beach.  On our last night there Clare decided she would walk straight into Lake Chelan even though the water was freezing cold.  The only thing that stopped her was the fact that a small wave knocked her face down and Daddy had to pull her out.  She didn't even cry.  We are definitely going to have to teach her to swim.  Hopefully, this will be the last Summer she has ear plugs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SlV_KWrJzkI/AAAAAAAABBk/CaI6ESZrUFM/s1600-h/July+8,+2009+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356327147689070146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SlV_KWrJzkI/AAAAAAAABBk/CaI6ESZrUFM/s320/July+8,+2009+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Treading water with Daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SlV_J-gHRmI/AAAAAAAABBc/hbEWuxwOwGg/s1600-h/July+8,+2009+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356327141200316002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SlV_J-gHRmI/AAAAAAAABBc/hbEWuxwOwGg/s320/July+8,+2009+035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jumping to Daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SlV_JZfH7YI/AAAAAAAABBU/O_Ic7ES6UzI/s1600-h/July+8,+2009+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356327131264052610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SlV_JZfH7YI/AAAAAAAABBU/O_Ic7ES6UzI/s320/July+8,+2009+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Waiting for Daddy to say "Three" so she could jump.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SlV_JPvJlvI/AAAAAAAABBM/q_ZKm7F_MfI/s1600-h/July+8,+2009+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356327128646915826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SlV_JPvJlvI/AAAAAAAABBM/q_ZKm7F_MfI/s320/July+8,+2009+038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Enjoying playing with other kids' toys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SlV-FC9zpnI/AAAAAAAABBE/Z3xFah1nNG4/s1600-h/July+8,+2009+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356325956987627122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SlV-FC9zpnI/AAAAAAAABBE/Z3xFah1nNG4/s320/July+8,+2009+041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Resting on the side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SlV-Ep7wVzI/AAAAAAAABA8/qgXBEh282iM/s1600-h/July+8,+2009+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356325950268135218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SlV-Ep7wVzI/AAAAAAAABA8/qgXBEh282iM/s320/July+8,+2009+044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Playing at the beach, sporting the nice "Ear Bandit".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SlV-D0xixhI/AAAAAAAABA0/2ud-6xCKLNk/s1600-h/July+8,+2009+045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356325935998223890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SlV-D0xixhI/AAAAAAAABA0/2ud-6xCKLNk/s320/July+8,+2009+045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our bathing beauty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SlV-DdcxQ_I/AAAAAAAABAs/aGgB8uM9MBo/s1600-h/July+8,+2009+049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356325929737077746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SlV-DdcxQ_I/AAAAAAAABAs/aGgB8uM9MBo/s320/July+8,+2009+049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Finding treasures with Mommy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SlV-DA2C_7I/AAAAAAAABAk/R4OCEwvgxyo/s1600-h/July+8,+2009+048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356325922058469298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SlV-DA2C_7I/AAAAAAAABAk/R4OCEwvgxyo/s320/July+8,+2009+048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She doesn't want to look at the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SlV84x7QhWI/AAAAAAAABAc/Z_aclnmETwU/s1600-h/July+8,+2009+050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356324646743475554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SlV84x7QhWI/AAAAAAAABAc/Z_aclnmETwU/s320/July+8,+2009+050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clare loved riding in the Golf Cart down to the beach.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SlV84oZmVwI/AAAAAAAABAU/nHpvJ2qulnI/s1600-h/July+8,+2009+052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356324644186380034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SlV84oZmVwI/AAAAAAAABAU/nHpvJ2qulnI/s320/July+8,+2009+052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Looking for rocks with Dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SlV84JLxARI/AAAAAAAABAM/bdBjdRTZJsA/s1600-h/July+8,+2009+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356324635806859538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SlV84JLxARI/AAAAAAAABAM/bdBjdRTZJsA/s320/July+8,+2009+054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Seconds, before she walked into the lake by herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SlV83iJkIwI/AAAAAAAABAE/PG79Q4iyhUY/s1600-h/July+8,+2009+057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356324625328644866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SlV83iJkIwI/AAAAAAAABAE/PG79Q4iyhUY/s320/July+8,+2009+057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clare and Great Grandpa Richards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SlV83eb_SFI/AAAAAAAAA_8/95X_g444qTc/s1600-h/July+8,+2009+059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356324624332179538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SlV83eb_SFI/AAAAAAAAA_8/95X_g444qTc/s320/July+8,+2009+059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clare and Great Grandma Shirley.&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2460567265319392315-6666760298566921476?l=therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/feeds/6666760298566921476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2460567265319392315&amp;postID=6666760298566921476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/6666760298566921476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/6666760298566921476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/2009/07/lake-chelan.html' title='Lake Chelan'/><author><name>The Richards Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10449333247853994432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jmuhNTx2HfE/TtWf0AQQESI/AAAAAAAABzE/T5YG1sWekzs/s220/Richards%2BFall%2B2011_064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SlV_KWrJzkI/AAAAAAAABBk/CaI6ESZrUFM/s72-c/July+8,+2009+034.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460567265319392315.post-6599543815601652418</id><published>2009-06-30T21:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T21:36:47.621-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Little Cherry Eater</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happens when you take a 16 month into a Cherry Orchard? Daddy thought Clare would just stand there and watch, but of course she decided to help herself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SlVzpKfPDiI/AAAAAAAAA-U/om3W9PQpMxM/s1600-h/Claire+Richards+Cherry+Eater+Jun+09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356314482854268450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SlVzpKfPDiI/AAAAAAAAA-U/om3W9PQpMxM/s320/Claire+Richards+Cherry+Eater+Jun+09.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do I have anything on my face?&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SlVx9FQQd1I/AAAAAAAAA-E/wjOvBKUHkl4/s1600-h/Cherry+Eater+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356312626023397202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SlVx9FQQd1I/AAAAAAAAA-E/wjOvBKUHkl4/s320/Cherry+Eater+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hey, Dad could you wash my face better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SlVxyL7-FxI/AAAAAAAAA98/IO9oF-zH4ng/s1600-h/Cherry+Eater+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356312438838794002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SlVxyL7-FxI/AAAAAAAAA98/IO9oF-zH4ng/s320/Cherry+Eater+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Alright, I'll just read until Mom gets home to clean me up!&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/2460567265319392315-6599543815601652418?l=therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/feeds/6599543815601652418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2460567265319392315&amp;postID=6599543815601652418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/6599543815601652418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/6599543815601652418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/2009/06/our-little-cherry-eater.html' title='Our Little Cherry Eater'/><author><name>The Richards Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10449333247853994432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jmuhNTx2HfE/TtWf0AQQESI/AAAAAAAABzE/T5YG1sWekzs/s220/Richards%2BFall%2B2011_064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SlVzpKfPDiI/AAAAAAAAA-U/om3W9PQpMxM/s72-c/Claire+Richards+Cherry+Eater+Jun+09.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460567265319392315.post-141071689978947216</id><published>2009-06-27T21:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T22:08:34.234-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ready, Set, Slide...........</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Clare is fearless and very independent. She has always wanted to climb up and go down her slide all by herself, which she successfully does now most of the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SlV3278ZHKI/AAAAAAAAA_U/vmxzCTGWRgw/s1600-h/Slide+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356319117514710178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SlV3278ZHKI/AAAAAAAAA_U/vmxzCTGWRgw/s320/Slide+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Takes a little bit of effort to climb the ladder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SlV32cxEAbI/AAAAAAAAA_M/T7Jo0QktvTU/s1600-h/Slide+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356319109145690546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SlV32cxEAbI/AAAAAAAAA_M/T7Jo0QktvTU/s320/Slide+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One of the rare times she is completely sitting down before sliding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SlV31dp3chI/AAAAAAAAA-8/R0lG6Pqndvw/s1600-h/Slide+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356319092204073490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SlV31dp3chI/AAAAAAAAA-8/R0lG6Pqndvw/s320/Slide+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Uh, oh I'm losing my balance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SlV31Iqhu3I/AAAAAAAAA-0/enXrtcGkCRc/s1600-h/Slide+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356319086569700210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SlV31Iqhu3I/AAAAAAAAA-0/enXrtcGkCRc/s320/Slide+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; That's okay, it was still fun.&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/2460567265319392315-141071689978947216?l=therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/feeds/141071689978947216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2460567265319392315&amp;postID=141071689978947216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/141071689978947216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/141071689978947216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/2009/07/ready-set-slide.html' title='Ready, Set, Slide...........'/><author><name>The Richards Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10449333247853994432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jmuhNTx2HfE/TtWf0AQQESI/AAAAAAAABzE/T5YG1sWekzs/s220/Richards%2BFall%2B2011_064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SlV3278ZHKI/AAAAAAAAA_U/vmxzCTGWRgw/s72-c/Slide+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460567265319392315.post-3939516903880294793</id><published>2009-06-20T20:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T20:32:48.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Father's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Father's Day this year Clare and I gave Daddy a new Bob Jogger and a cookbook with grilling recipes.  Daddy and Clare have already went on lots of adventures with the new stroller.  He got it a week early so he could use it when we went to San Francisco.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SllYg2WmkhI/AAAAAAAABCE/4JI93JoXkew/s1600-h/Father%27s+Day+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357410553103290898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SllYg2WmkhI/AAAAAAAABCE/4JI93JoXkew/s320/Father%27s+Day+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clare showing Daddy his new book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SllYgpZWJdI/AAAAAAAABB8/cJDwH2WKLdk/s1600-h/Father%27s+Day+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357410549625136594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SllYgpZWJdI/AAAAAAAABB8/cJDwH2WKLdk/s320/Father%27s+Day+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daddy trying to love on Clare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SllYgels1xI/AAAAAAAABB0/YPkCDUPJp88/s1600-h/Father%27s+Day+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357410546724165394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SllYgels1xI/AAAAAAAABB0/YPkCDUPJp88/s320/Father%27s+Day+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clare was very proud of her card she gave Daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SllYf3x82HI/AAAAAAAABBs/wHnHg4l8b2I/s1600-h/Father%27s+Day+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357410536306563186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SllYf3x82HI/AAAAAAAABBs/wHnHg4l8b2I/s320/Father%27s+Day+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She thought it was pretty cool that she got to write with a pen.&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/2460567265319392315-3939516903880294793?l=therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/feeds/3939516903880294793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2460567265319392315&amp;postID=3939516903880294793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/3939516903880294793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/3939516903880294793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/2009/06/fathers-day.html' title='Father&apos;s Day'/><author><name>The Richards Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10449333247853994432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jmuhNTx2HfE/TtWf0AQQESI/AAAAAAAABzE/T5YG1sWekzs/s220/Richards%2BFall%2B2011_064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SllYg2WmkhI/AAAAAAAABCE/4JI93JoXkew/s72-c/Father%27s+Day+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460567265319392315.post-5391580510356235845</id><published>2009-06-19T20:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T20:58:23.482-07:00</updated><title type='text'>San Francisco</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Daddy and Clare went with Mommy on a business trip to San Francisco.  Daddy was a great sport and kept me entertained all day.  The first full day there we went to Alcatraz and visited my Great Aunt Jan.  Our trip to Alcatraz was a real adventure.  I got to ride on a train for the first time, run along the pier, and take a ferry ride over to the island.  On the second day we went swimming and walked along the bay by our hotel.  It was a lot of fun.  Daddy and I got to spend quality time together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/Slld4BP9OAI/AAAAAAAABEE/2yqLvvYLDFI/s1600-h/April+29,+2009+047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357416448723335170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/Slld4BP9OAI/AAAAAAAABEE/2yqLvvYLDFI/s320/April+29,+2009+047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Excited to be on the train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/Slld3q3bjmI/AAAAAAAABD8/QU5bXwVfLvk/s1600-h/April+29,+2009+048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357416442714885730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/Slld3q3bjmI/AAAAAAAABD8/QU5bXwVfLvk/s320/April+29,+2009+048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daddy protecting me from the dark train tunnel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/Slld3SMlNOI/AAAAAAAABD0/9u3wdEwuzII/s1600-h/April+29,+2009+051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357416436092712162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/Slld3SMlNOI/AAAAAAAABD0/9u3wdEwuzII/s320/April+29,+2009+051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Alcatraz from the ferry on the way over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/Slld290YQqI/AAAAAAAABDs/MKmm9Q_EGP0/s1600-h/April+29,+2009+056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357416430622491298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/Slld290YQqI/AAAAAAAABDs/MKmm9Q_EGP0/s320/April+29,+2009+056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Getting off the ferry that took us to Alcatraz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/Slld2t8OJNI/AAAAAAAABDk/kxqBh-YTPUE/s1600-h/April+29,+2009+057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357416426360415442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/Slld2t8OJNI/AAAAAAAABDk/kxqBh-YTPUE/s320/April+29,+2009+057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We finally made it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/Sllc61sr77I/AAAAAAAABDc/_rVe-k7R5f4/s1600-h/April+29,+2009+058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357415397650591666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/Sllc61sr77I/AAAAAAAABDc/_rVe-k7R5f4/s320/April+29,+2009+058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daddy taking my picture once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/Sllc6VMiQPI/AAAAAAAABDU/wmf40_Y9HrU/s1600-h/April+29,+2009+067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357415388925804786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/Sllc6VMiQPI/AAAAAAAABDU/wmf40_Y9HrU/s320/April+29,+2009+067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our little jail bird!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/Sllc6Fzlf9I/AAAAAAAABDM/74YREuvS1VU/s1600-h/April+29,+2009+091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357415384794628050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/Sllc6Fzlf9I/AAAAAAAABDM/74YREuvS1VU/s320/April+29,+2009+091.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daddy and I on my first carousel ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/Sllc50IDDFI/AAAAAAAABDE/oGgD5ckCdog/s1600-h/April+29,+2009+095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357415380048612434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/Sllc50IDDFI/AAAAAAAABDE/oGgD5ckCdog/s320/April+29,+2009+095.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm enjoying all the sunshine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/Sllc5Wkq7iI/AAAAAAAABC8/WOc0f46iMO8/s1600-h/July+8,+2009+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357415372115602978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/Sllc5Wkq7iI/AAAAAAAABC8/WOc0f46iMO8/s320/July+8,+2009+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Walking along the pier. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2460567265319392315-5391580510356235845?l=therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/feeds/5391580510356235845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2460567265319392315&amp;postID=5391580510356235845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/5391580510356235845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/5391580510356235845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/2009/06/san-francisco.html' title='San Francisco'/><author><name>The Richards Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10449333247853994432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jmuhNTx2HfE/TtWf0AQQESI/AAAAAAAABzE/T5YG1sWekzs/s220/Richards%2BFall%2B2011_064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/Slld4BP9OAI/AAAAAAAABEE/2yqLvvYLDFI/s72-c/April+29,+2009+047.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460567265319392315.post-281548806345309800</id><published>2009-06-15T20:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T21:41:50.362-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Daddy's 10 Year Class Reunion Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mitch had his 10 year class reunion and it was packed full of many adventures.  We left Saturday and headed to Lakewood.  Our first stop was to visit two of Daddy's best friends from high school Troy and Jason.  We then went to Chris and Lori's house since they were going to watch Clare for the night while we attended Mitch's class reunion.  Lori is Mitch's second cousin and has two kids, Quinn and Riley, who Clare just loved playing with.  On Sunday, we visited Cambrielle who is the daughter of Cameron and Katie.  Mitch went to school with Cameron.  In the afternoon, we attended a graduation party for one of Mitch's cousins and then drove up to Aunt Karin's to stay the night.  We have fun visiting with Great Grandpa and Great Grandma on Monday.  They took us out to breakfast in Silvana and then we played around their old farm.  Finally, it was time to catch our plane to San Francisco.  Clare did so well considering the fact that she was completely off her schedule.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SllmkLY5nVI/AAAAAAAABHE/Q8AAU-snsIQ/s1600-h/April+29,+2009+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357426003452468562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SllmkLY5nVI/AAAAAAAABHE/Q8AAU-snsIQ/s320/April+29,+2009+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cameron and Cambrielle who is 1 week younger than Clare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/Sllmjlrs5AI/AAAAAAAABG8/sIMgMOOrJ8E/s1600-h/April+29,+2009+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357425993330779138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/Sllmjlrs5AI/AAAAAAAABG8/sIMgMOOrJ8E/s320/April+29,+2009+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cousin Lori holding Clare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SllmjQz3N8I/AAAAAAAABG0/WPelTh9yi9M/s1600-h/April+29,+2009+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357425987727865794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SllmjQz3N8I/AAAAAAAABG0/WPelTh9yi9M/s320/April+29,+2009+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clare cuddling with Mommy, which is a rare occasion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SlllVqsai9I/AAAAAAAABGs/JwNu1OHpYtE/s1600-h/April+29,+2009+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357424654646152146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SlllVqsai9I/AAAAAAAABGs/JwNu1OHpYtE/s320/April+29,+2009+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It is amazing how kids find pleasures in the smallest things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SlllVDW6ueI/AAAAAAAABGk/uh5N_Pk6nVQ/s1600-h/April+29,+2009+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357424644087003618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SlllVDW6ueI/AAAAAAAABGk/uh5N_Pk6nVQ/s320/April+29,+2009+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clare resting after running around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SlllU9pTSVI/AAAAAAAABGc/ymgDDUf3ihs/s1600-h/April+29,+2009+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357424642553497938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SlllU9pTSVI/AAAAAAAABGc/ymgDDUf3ihs/s320/April+29,+2009+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clare and Daddy looking at the ducks on our walk with Aunt Karin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SlllURE9JrI/AAAAAAAABGU/4QzR8I49qrU/s1600-h/April+29,+2009+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357424630589892274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SlllURE9JrI/AAAAAAAABGU/4QzR8I49qrU/s320/April+29,+2009+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Daddy and Clare posign in front of the bell in Silvana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SlllUJUmI-I/AAAAAAAABGM/8qw4RgQ-CZk/s1600-h/April+29,+2009+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357424628508009442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SlllUJUmI-I/AAAAAAAABGM/8qw4RgQ-CZk/s320/April+29,+2009+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Who can resist this face?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SllkSuenBJI/AAAAAAAABGE/FEZPhlRlrh0/s1600-h/April+29,+2009+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357423504610755730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SllkSuenBJI/AAAAAAAABGE/FEZPhlRlrh0/s320/April+29,+2009+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mitch and his Grandma Leola&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SllkSHG2xHI/AAAAAAAABF8/QP5uACYbhMM/s1600-h/April+29,+2009+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357423494042141810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SllkSHG2xHI/AAAAAAAABF8/QP5uACYbhMM/s320/April+29,+2009+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Three generations!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SlljmHUKLUI/AAAAAAAABF0/KnTIv69y4JI/s1600-h/April+29,+2009+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357422738183695682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SlljmHUKLUI/AAAAAAAABF0/KnTIv69y4JI/s320/April+29,+2009+032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clare wanting Mommy to smell the flower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/Sllgq4QyhkI/AAAAAAAABEs/_8rGbCYbn0Q/s1600-h/April+29,+2009+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357419521507493442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/Sllgq4QyhkI/AAAAAAAABEs/_8rGbCYbn0Q/s320/April+29,+2009+035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clare needing a little help from Dad on our walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SllgqXnUdCI/AAAAAAAABEk/m4LTwMtL7m8/s1600-h/April+29,+2009+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357419512743621666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SllgqXnUdCI/AAAAAAAABEk/m4LTwMtL7m8/s320/April+29,+2009+038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clare doing her favorite thing, which is to pick things up off the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SllgqNtZlwI/AAAAAAAABEc/5yKUczq81bI/s1600-h/April+29,+2009+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357419510084769538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SllgqNtZlwI/AAAAAAAABEc/5yKUczq81bI/s320/April+29,+2009+041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Trying to figure out what something was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SllgpkcOj0I/AAAAAAAABEU/ReTEngECy-k/s1600-h/April+29,+2009+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357419499006889794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SllgpkcOj0I/AAAAAAAABEU/ReTEngECy-k/s320/April+29,+2009+043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Great Grandma and Clare enjoying the wild flowers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/Sllgo6v75rI/AAAAAAAABEM/jshYGoS7Ojg/s1600-h/April+29,+2009+045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357419487815263922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/Sllgo6v75rI/AAAAAAAABEM/jshYGoS7Ojg/s320/April+29,+2009+045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mommy trying to show Clare how to blow on dandelions.&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2460567265319392315-281548806345309800?l=therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/feeds/281548806345309800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2460567265319392315&amp;postID=281548806345309800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/281548806345309800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/281548806345309800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/2009/06/daddys-10-year-class-reunion-weekend.html' title='Daddy&apos;s 10 Year Class Reunion Weekend'/><author><name>The Richards Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10449333247853994432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jmuhNTx2HfE/TtWf0AQQESI/AAAAAAAABzE/T5YG1sWekzs/s220/Richards%2BFall%2B2011_064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SllmkLY5nVI/AAAAAAAABHE/Q8AAU-snsIQ/s72-c/April+29,+2009+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460567265319392315.post-6420290267715570323</id><published>2009-05-25T21:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T21:52:09.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Richards' Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/ShtzGZOH3LI/AAAAAAAAA9s/7SEK4wgl9uA/s1600-h/Memorial+Day.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339988336864386226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/ShtzGZOH3LI/AAAAAAAAA9s/7SEK4wgl9uA/s320/Memorial+Day.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clare, Mommy, and Baby Bump.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Life in our household has been really hectic. Sometimes we go to bed at night not even remembering what we did during the day. This weekend we spent the weekend at home, which was spent working on Mitch's master project and I was studying. Additionally, Clare and I spent time trying to clean the house up that gets rather messy throughout the week. Clare is pretty clingy on the weekends, which makes it difficult to get things done as fast you like. Plus, I have been pretty sick still with this pregnancy. I think it is probably due to the fact that I haven't been getting a lot of sleep lately. In addition, to working long hours Mitch and I are spending about 2 to 4 hours a night studying. Mitch is sitting for his orals in July to finish his Master's project and then the only thing he will have left is his internship next school year. We will be so glad when he is finished.  By the way, we found out what we are having but I thought it would fun to see how many of you can guess.  We have told a few so if you know just hold tight until I post the results later.&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/2460567265319392315-6420290267715570323?l=therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/feeds/6420290267715570323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2460567265319392315&amp;postID=6420290267715570323' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/6420290267715570323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/6420290267715570323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/2009/05/richards-update.html' title='Richards&apos; Update'/><author><name>The Richards Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10449333247853994432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jmuhNTx2HfE/TtWf0AQQESI/AAAAAAAABzE/T5YG1sWekzs/s220/Richards%2BFall%2B2011_064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/ShtzGZOH3LI/AAAAAAAAA9s/7SEK4wgl9uA/s72-c/Memorial+Day.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460567265319392315.post-373954414275877677</id><published>2009-05-25T21:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T21:40:50.585-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Daddy's Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Clare has so much fun with her Dad.  He is such a great Dad and has just as much fun spending time with her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/ShtyVMSu3wI/AAAAAAAAA9k/fHn1Mm42NTQ/s1600-h/Daddy+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339987491580468994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/ShtyVMSu3wI/AAAAAAAAA9k/fHn1Mm42NTQ/s320/Daddy+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daddy building and Clare knocking them over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/ShtyU8GjufI/AAAAAAAAA9c/m5TZgLyMBBc/s1600-h/Daddy+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339987487234439666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/ShtyU8GjufI/AAAAAAAAA9c/m5TZgLyMBBc/s320/Daddy+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Giving Daddy loves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/ShtyUl0p9gI/AAAAAAAAA9U/LTjBs_7Dgkw/s1600-h/Daddy+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339987481253770754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/ShtyUl0p9gI/AAAAAAAAA9U/LTjBs_7Dgkw/s320/Daddy+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Reading books, Clare and Daddy read about 10 books a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/ShtyUGvlK8I/AAAAAAAAA9M/QL2mOnai35Y/s1600-h/Selah+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339987472910986178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/ShtyUGvlK8I/AAAAAAAAA9M/QL2mOnai35Y/s320/Selah+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clare relaxing with Daddy at the parade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/ShtyTyDlOcI/AAAAAAAAA9E/NUzRwXzRVuo/s1600-h/Daddy+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339987467357731266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/ShtyTyDlOcI/AAAAAAAAA9E/NUzRwXzRVuo/s320/Daddy+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Relaxing with Daddy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2460567265319392315-373954414275877677?l=therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/feeds/373954414275877677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2460567265319392315&amp;postID=373954414275877677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/373954414275877677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/373954414275877677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/2009/05/daddys-girl.html' title='Daddy&apos;s Girl'/><author><name>The Richards Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10449333247853994432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jmuhNTx2HfE/TtWf0AQQESI/AAAAAAAABzE/T5YG1sWekzs/s220/Richards%2BFall%2B2011_064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/ShtyVMSu3wI/AAAAAAAAA9k/fHn1Mm42NTQ/s72-c/Daddy+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460567265319392315.post-3957496750223073366</id><published>2009-05-15T21:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T21:27:18.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun with the Hose</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had our first weekend of really hot weather.  Mitch was out back watering and Clare of course wanted to help so Mitch just laid the hose down.  What do you think Clare did?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/ShtuoRvPXaI/AAAAAAAAA8c/TuCg1gM9nr8/s1600-h/Hose+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339983421413219746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/ShtuoRvPXaI/AAAAAAAAA8c/TuCg1gM9nr8/s320/Hose+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The two trouble makers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/Shtun1TvEqI/AAAAAAAAA8U/FG6dDbGAIR0/s1600-h/Hose+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339983413781664418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/Shtun1TvEqI/AAAAAAAAA8U/FG6dDbGAIR0/s320/Hose+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Are you thirsty Gage?  Here let me give you some."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/ShtunnpKllI/AAAAAAAAA8M/RmQ6XGtRva4/s1600-h/Hose+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339983410113451602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/ShtunnpKllI/AAAAAAAAA8M/RmQ6XGtRva4/s320/Hose+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Hey, what does it feel like?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/ShtunYSXZYI/AAAAAAAAA8E/rsGu3QqKR7E/s1600-h/Hose+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339983405991290242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/ShtunYSXZYI/AAAAAAAAA8E/rsGu3QqKR7E/s320/Hose+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "BRRR, that is cold."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/Shtum7bdTTI/AAAAAAAAA78/K2EV6GlJYF8/s1600-h/Hose+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339983398244797746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/Shtum7bdTTI/AAAAAAAAA78/K2EV6GlJYF8/s320/Hose+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "I think I'll try it."  Clare drank from the hose for a long-time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/Shtt1ex08cI/AAAAAAAAA70/JCcUv3UMOw8/s1600-h/Hose+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339982548740403650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/Shtt1ex08cI/AAAAAAAAA70/JCcUv3UMOw8/s320/Hose+6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Finally, she came up for air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/Shtt1EvxMDI/AAAAAAAAA7s/uvgqDnlxMzk/s1600-h/Hose+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339982541752447026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/Shtt1EvxMDI/AAAAAAAAA7s/uvgqDnlxMzk/s320/Hose+7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gage was glad, he finally got some more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2460567265319392315-3957496750223073366?l=therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/feeds/3957496750223073366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2460567265319392315&amp;postID=3957496750223073366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/3957496750223073366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/3957496750223073366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/2009/05/fun-with-hose.html' title='Fun with the Hose'/><author><name>The Richards Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10449333247853994432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jmuhNTx2HfE/TtWf0AQQESI/AAAAAAAABzE/T5YG1sWekzs/s220/Richards%2BFall%2B2011_064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/ShtuoRvPXaI/AAAAAAAAA8c/TuCg1gM9nr8/s72-c/Hose+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460567265319392315.post-6555341112777616106</id><published>2009-05-10T21:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T21:17:31.669-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had a nice relaxing day at home for Mother's Day and Mommy even got to take a nap, which was well needed. It was beautiful out and we spent the afternoon outside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/ShtsXtcuyXI/AAAAAAAAA7k/YrortLM3Hm8/s1600-h/Mother%27s+Day+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339980937770748274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/ShtsXtcuyXI/AAAAAAAAA7k/YrortLM3Hm8/s320/Mother%27s+Day+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clare and Mommy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/ShtsXU1iupI/AAAAAAAAA7c/qWiv5qoGmSc/s1600-h/Mother%27s+Day+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339980931163929234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/ShtsXU1iupI/AAAAAAAAA7c/qWiv5qoGmSc/s320/Mother%27s+Day+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clare seeing if Daddy is noticing that she is standing in her chair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/ShtsXO-7wiI/AAAAAAAAA7U/SDJF8CSJ2_s/s1600-h/Mother%27s+Day+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339980929592705570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/ShtsXO-7wiI/AAAAAAAAA7U/SDJF8CSJ2_s/s320/Mother%27s+Day+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mommy making her sit down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/ShtsWrQypZI/AAAAAAAAA7M/1PxmrHoKrx4/s1600-h/Mother%27s+Day+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339980920003929490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/ShtsWrQypZI/AAAAAAAAA7M/1PxmrHoKrx4/s320/Mother%27s+Day+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Alright, I'll just get down!&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/2460567265319392315-6555341112777616106?l=therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/feeds/6555341112777616106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2460567265319392315&amp;postID=6555341112777616106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/6555341112777616106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/6555341112777616106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/2009/05/mothers-day.html' title='Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>The Richards Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10449333247853994432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jmuhNTx2HfE/TtWf0AQQESI/AAAAAAAABzE/T5YG1sWekzs/s220/Richards%2BFall%2B2011_064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/ShtsXtcuyXI/AAAAAAAAA7k/YrortLM3Hm8/s72-c/Mother%27s+Day+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460567265319392315.post-5536813568823360195</id><published>2009-05-01T21:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T21:34:13.135-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally, Backyard is Finished!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our issues with our backyard started about 3 years ago when they started construction above us.  There was significant water damage, which wiped out the existing rock wall.  We have been in litigation with the contractor since then and we finally reached an agreement last month, as well as, the project was completed.  It took about two months for the landscapers to do the entire project. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/Shtwcq8AHkI/AAAAAAAAA88/e0bTHuIiZuA/s1600-h/Destruction.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339985421042458178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/Shtwcq8AHkI/AAAAAAAAA88/e0bTHuIiZuA/s320/Destruction.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hillside once the old wall was removed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/ShtwcaxKcLI/AAAAAAAAA80/bDTQeaZ4Nvo/s1600-h/Bottom+Wall+Partial.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339985416702030002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/ShtwcaxKcLI/AAAAAAAAA80/bDTQeaZ4Nvo/s320/Bottom+Wall+Partial.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Partial completion of the first wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/Shtwb5vsHCI/AAAAAAAAA8s/Ptz6dgmi5RU/s1600-h/Completed+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339985407837477922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/Shtwb5vsHCI/AAAAAAAAA8s/Ptz6dgmi5RU/s320/Completed+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The finished project, with steps up one side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/Shtwbj55oEI/AAAAAAAAA8k/GDrXbKqQFLY/s1600-h/Completed+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339985401974726722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/Shtwbj55oEI/AAAAAAAAA8k/GDrXbKqQFLY/s320/Completed+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The pictures don't do it justice for how massive the project was.&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/2460567265319392315-5536813568823360195?l=therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/feeds/5536813568823360195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2460567265319392315&amp;postID=5536813568823360195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/5536813568823360195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/5536813568823360195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/2009/05/finally-backyard-is-finished.html' title='Finally, Backyard is Finished!'/><author><name>The Richards Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10449333247853994432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jmuhNTx2HfE/TtWf0AQQESI/AAAAAAAABzE/T5YG1sWekzs/s220/Richards%2BFall%2B2011_064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/Shtwcq8AHkI/AAAAAAAAA88/e0bTHuIiZuA/s72-c/Destruction.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460567265319392315.post-6552903769769931994</id><published>2009-04-28T22:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T20:40:39.325-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Easter!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had such a great Easter with our families. We decided to have Easter brunch at our house this year and it was so much fun having Grandpa and Grandma Strand, Grandpa and Grandma Milligan, and Uncle Lee over. We didn't dye any Easter eggs this year since Clare probably would have made a huge mess. She isn't the most gentle of children. Mitch filled some plastic eggs with various snacks and Clare had so much fun looking for them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SgJXCagl68I/AAAAAAAAA3k/4xOb-xLmdxE/s1600-h/April+29,+2009+238.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332920607747468226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SgJXCagl68I/AAAAAAAAA3k/4xOb-xLmdxE/s320/April+29,+2009+238.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clare and I looking through her Easter basket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SgJXCH2u8-I/AAAAAAAAA3c/qtQ3oagVVeM/s1600-h/April+29,+2009+251.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332920602740061154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SgJXCH2u8-I/AAAAAAAAA3c/qtQ3oagVVeM/s320/April+29,+2009+251.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Clare not really liking the hat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SgJXB18NxbI/AAAAAAAAA3U/jkOMr5QbTN4/s1600-h/April+29,+2009+256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332920597931214258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SgJXB18NxbI/AAAAAAAAA3U/jkOMr5QbTN4/s320/April+29,+2009+256.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the best picture we got of her sitting still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332920591627669762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SgJXBedVUQI/AAAAAAAAA3M/hqCVDitK7a0/s320/April+29,+2009+259.jpg" border="0" /&gt; She was done after this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SgJXBLPUHAI/AAAAAAAAA3E/tVyoCEGHiWQ/s1600-h/April+29,+2009+260.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332920586468596738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SgJXBLPUHAI/AAAAAAAAA3E/tVyoCEGHiWQ/s320/April+29,+2009+260.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The only picture we have as a family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SgJVvxrvTcI/AAAAAAAAA28/YUJ81DNhLHI/s1600-h/April+29,+2009+245.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332919188039093698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SgJVvxrvTcI/AAAAAAAAA28/YUJ81DNhLHI/s320/April+29,+2009+245.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clare playing with her new Easter present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SgJVvijf1RI/AAAAAAAAA20/gG1AzK4X53s/s1600-h/April+29,+2009+246.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332919183977993490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SgJVvijf1RI/AAAAAAAAA20/gG1AzK4X53s/s320/April+29,+2009+246.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here she was dancing to the Alphabet song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SgJVvlL0aDI/AAAAAAAAA2s/a3arJOpLTaA/s1600-h/April+29,+2009+244.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332919184683984946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SgJVvlL0aDI/AAAAAAAAA2s/a3arJOpLTaA/s320/April+29,+2009+244.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Daddy and Uncle Lee helping her find eggs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SgJVvHy4-DI/AAAAAAAAA2k/BQh45ENg5g8/s1600-h/April+29,+2009+240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332919176794798130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SgJVvHy4-DI/AAAAAAAAA2k/BQh45ENg5g8/s320/April+29,+2009+240.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh look, I found one on my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SgJVu4aLhMI/AAAAAAAAA2c/g3EiNLpgFaM/s1600-h/April+29,+2009+239.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332919172664624322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SgJVu4aLhMI/AAAAAAAAA2c/g3EiNLpgFaM/s320/April+29,+2009+239.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Clare really liked it when she found the one with M&amp;amp;M's. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2460567265319392315-6552903769769931994?l=therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/feeds/6552903769769931994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2460567265319392315&amp;postID=6552903769769931994' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/6552903769769931994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/6552903769769931994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-easter.html' title='Happy Easter!'/><author><name>The Richards Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10449333247853994432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jmuhNTx2HfE/TtWf0AQQESI/AAAAAAAABzE/T5YG1sWekzs/s220/Richards%2BFall%2B2011_064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SgJXCagl68I/AAAAAAAAA3k/4xOb-xLmdxE/s72-c/April+29,+2009+238.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460567265319392315.post-5415341266403492753</id><published>2009-04-08T20:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T21:30:06.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Break in Arizona</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We spent Mitch's spring break in Tucson, Arizona, with Mitch's grandparents.  Clare knows them as Great Grandpa and Grandma Moo, since they were dairy farmers and Clare loves making the sound of a cow.  We had a great time while down there.  Grandma cooked a lot of great food.  It was nice to get away and relax for the week.  We went to the Tucson Zoo, saw the Colorado Rockies in spring training, went out to eat, went on a tour of the National park, and Clare met a lot of her Great Grandparents friends.  She was a hit in the retirement community, especially since she would wave at everyone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SgJge8xvQ9I/AAAAAAAAA7E/fallKXNlIf8/s1600-h/April+29,+2009+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332930993587176402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SgJge8xvQ9I/AAAAAAAAA7E/fallKXNlIf8/s320/April+29,+2009+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daddy and Clare saying goodbye to Gage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SgJgehRkKJI/AAAAAAAAA68/x8vOzZWIdTY/s1600-h/April+29,+2009+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332930986204473490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SgJgehRkKJI/AAAAAAAAA68/x8vOzZWIdTY/s320/April+29,+2009+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Taking a nap on the way to the airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SgJgeWIsO2I/AAAAAAAAA60/yEbhCrc0Qok/s1600-h/April+29,+2009+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332930983214463842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SgJgeWIsO2I/AAAAAAAAA60/yEbhCrc0Qok/s320/April+29,+2009+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She slept in the bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SgJf0rz7KgI/AAAAAAAAA6s/EsVtgZEwrO4/s1600-h/April+29,+2009+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332930267478436354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SgJf0rz7KgI/AAAAAAAAA6s/EsVtgZEwrO4/s320/April+29,+2009+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cooling off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SgJf0fEvvCI/AAAAAAAAA6k/yOYgV8N5Go0/s1600-h/April+29,+2009+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332930264059329570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SgJf0fEvvCI/AAAAAAAAA6k/yOYgV8N5Go0/s320/April+29,+2009+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Trying on one of the many outfits Great Grandma bought her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SgJf0DbRzVI/AAAAAAAAA6c/Qr3cIvyFyJw/s1600-h/April+29,+2009+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332930256637644114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SgJf0DbRzVI/AAAAAAAAA6c/Qr3cIvyFyJw/s320/April+29,+2009+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Goofy grin with her Daddy's gap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SgJfzzZPXGI/AAAAAAAAA6U/B6qJRqQcI9o/s1600-h/April+29,+2009+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332930252334128226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SgJfzzZPXGI/AAAAAAAAA6U/B6qJRqQcI9o/s320/April+29,+2009+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clare would entertain herself by looking in this mirror all day long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SgJfzprccgI/AAAAAAAAA6M/mDEJmqW9B14/s1600-h/April+29,+2009+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332930249726128642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SgJfzprccgI/AAAAAAAAA6M/mDEJmqW9B14/s320/April+29,+2009+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Enjoying a rest with Daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SgJeXdfdG1I/AAAAAAAAA6E/F9vlwn9OVdQ/s1600-h/April+29,+2009+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332928665906649938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SgJeXdfdG1I/AAAAAAAAA6E/F9vlwn9OVdQ/s320/April+29,+2009+054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clare playing in sand for the first time and eating it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SgJeXMo4RQI/AAAAAAAAA58/91FDZAR-HrQ/s1600-h/April+29,+2009+046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332928661382776066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SgJeXMo4RQI/AAAAAAAAA58/91FDZAR-HrQ/s320/April+29,+2009+046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She loves swinging, especially with Daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SgJeWyKKOYI/AAAAAAAAA50/MutDCtCx21A/s1600-h/April+29,+2009+068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332928654274607490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SgJeWyKKOYI/AAAAAAAAA50/MutDCtCx21A/s320/April+29,+2009+068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Clare and Great Grandpa Moo, she loved to carry around the organges and lemons from the tree. She thought they were balls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SgJeWnNcruI/AAAAAAAAA5s/gsMfpCXD4-c/s1600-h/April+29,+2009+073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332928651335610082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SgJeWnNcruI/AAAAAAAAA5s/gsMfpCXD4-c/s320/April+29,+2009+073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One of the many games she played with Great Grandpa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SgJeWVViKXI/AAAAAAAAA5k/wR7zxeUCIpk/s1600-h/April+29,+2009+075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332928646537685362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SgJeWVViKXI/AAAAAAAAA5k/wR7zxeUCIpk/s320/April+29,+2009+075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Getting into trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SgJc9bil07I/AAAAAAAAA5c/BXc5AqY8KIY/s1600-h/April+29,+2009+080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332927119194706866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SgJc9bil07I/AAAAAAAAA5c/BXc5AqY8KIY/s320/April+29,+2009+080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On our way into the zoo and enjoying the sunshine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SgJc9IB9N7I/AAAAAAAAA5U/bWQsiKQJ-lw/s1600-h/April+29,+2009+095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332927113957554098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SgJc9IB9N7I/AAAAAAAAA5U/bWQsiKQJ-lw/s320/April+29,+2009+095.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here are the three ladies looking for the alligator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SgJc8kmJgEI/AAAAAAAAA5M/JUSZHuhTNr0/s1600-h/April+29,+2009+113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332927104445677634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SgJc8kmJgEI/AAAAAAAAA5M/JUSZHuhTNr0/s320/April+29,+2009+113.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mitch, Great Grandpa, and Clare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SgJc8QXVXKI/AAAAAAAAA5E/T_neHuPkE8Q/s1600-h/April+29,+2009+136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332927099014831266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SgJc8QXVXKI/AAAAAAAAA5E/T_neHuPkE8Q/s320/April+29,+2009+136.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clare and I posing by the tortoise shell, which is a replica of the one below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SgJc8DsgpuI/AAAAAAAAA48/Ky36PQM9SMs/s1600-h/April+29,+2009+130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332927095613990626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SgJc8DsgpuI/AAAAAAAAA48/Ky36PQM9SMs/s320/April+29,+2009+130.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mitch was pretty amazed at the turtle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SgJa4q0qOzI/AAAAAAAAA40/-WaCVThYnEI/s1600-h/April+29,+2009+153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332924838374423346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SgJa4q0qOzI/AAAAAAAAA40/-WaCVThYnEI/s320/April+29,+2009+153.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Great Granpa and Grandma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SgJa4ZpP0XI/AAAAAAAAA4s/6OVayZVSzR8/s1600-h/April+29,+2009+178.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332924833763152242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SgJa4ZpP0XI/AAAAAAAAA4s/6OVayZVSzR8/s320/April+29,+2009+178.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Clare enjoying swinging at the park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SgJa4JwXOlI/AAAAAAAAA4k/Vhy6K3PINqU/s1600-h/April+29,+2009+180.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332924829498030674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SgJa4JwXOlI/AAAAAAAAA4k/Vhy6K3PINqU/s320/April+29,+2009+180.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clare loved playing in a little duck on the porch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SgJa340LKCI/AAAAAAAAA4c/RJdEyJQO3Jk/s1600-h/April+29,+2009+184.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332924824950614050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SgJa340LKCI/AAAAAAAAA4c/RJdEyJQO3Jk/s320/April+29,+2009+184.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bonding with Great Grandpa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SgJa3inrmCI/AAAAAAAAA4U/mbwG7EyAR64/s1600-h/April+29,+2009+185.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332924818992633890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SgJa3inrmCI/AAAAAAAAA4U/mbwG7EyAR64/s320/April+29,+2009+185.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is the face Clare gives when we ask her to say cheese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SgJZsAHxryI/AAAAAAAAA4M/CP8lbFQAfg4/s1600-h/April+29,+2009+212.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332923521241820962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SgJZsAHxryI/AAAAAAAAA4M/CP8lbFQAfg4/s320/April+29,+2009+212.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here we are getting ready to go on a tour of the National Park.  Clare was in the back pack but you couldn't see her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SgJZr3kWAWI/AAAAAAAAA4E/mE5ZlxAZcbk/s1600-h/April+29,+2009+223.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332923518945722722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SgJZr3kWAWI/AAAAAAAAA4E/mE5ZlxAZcbk/s320/April+29,+2009+223.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clare wondering why Daddy put her in the bucket!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SgJZrrOFwsI/AAAAAAAAA38/-dMQybZu98U/s1600-h/April+29,+2009+224.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332923515631157954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SgJZrrOFwsI/AAAAAAAAA38/-dMQybZu98U/s320/April+29,+2009+224.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The three amigos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SgJZrcdyecI/AAAAAAAAA30/hOi2TiyKI4s/s1600-h/April+29,+2009+227.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332923511670471106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SgJZrcdyecI/AAAAAAAAA30/hOi2TiyKI4s/s320/April+29,+2009+227.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clare learned to wave on cue this trip.  We obviosuly couldn't let her stand by herself since she was trying to touch the cactus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SgJZrKqfUeI/AAAAAAAAA3s/jweBr_S5g0M/s1600-h/April+29,+2009+229.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332923506891903458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SgJZrKqfUeI/AAAAAAAAA3s/jweBr_S5g0M/s320/April+29,+2009+229.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clare trying to milk the cow.&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;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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2460567265319392315-5415341266403492753?l=therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/feeds/5415341266403492753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2460567265319392315&amp;postID=5415341266403492753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/5415341266403492753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/5415341266403492753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/2009/04/spring-break-in-arizona.html' title='Spring Break in Arizona'/><author><name>The Richards Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10449333247853994432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jmuhNTx2HfE/TtWf0AQQESI/AAAAAAAABzE/T5YG1sWekzs/s220/Richards%2BFall%2B2011_064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SgJge8xvQ9I/AAAAAAAAA7E/fallKXNlIf8/s72-c/April+29,+2009+013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460567265319392315.post-3870320164279510097</id><published>2009-02-23T22:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T21:35:54.477-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Clare's 1st Birthday</title><content type='html'>Clare's 1st Birthday was so much fun. We couldn't believe the number of family and friends who came for her special day. She did really well handling all the people and wasn't afraid of anyone. Mitch did a great job grilling and the Grandma's did a great job helping us prepare for the party. Clare wasn't feeling too well the day of the event but she still managed to be the center of attention. One of the most memorable parts of the day was Clare digging into her birthday cake. We were all surprised how she got into it. Thank-you everyone who made Clare's 1st Birthday so special.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2460567265319392315-3870320164279510097?l=therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/feeds/3870320164279510097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2460567265319392315&amp;postID=3870320164279510097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/3870320164279510097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/3870320164279510097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/2009/02/clares-1st-birthday.html' title='Clare&apos;s 1st Birthday'/><author><name>The Richards Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10449333247853994432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jmuhNTx2HfE/TtWf0AQQESI/AAAAAAAABzE/T5YG1sWekzs/s220/Richards%2BFall%2B2011_064.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460567265319392315.post-191762267118391987</id><published>2009-02-23T21:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T21:36:33.629-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Clare's Birthday Slide Show</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="VISIBILITY: hidden; WIDTH: 0px; HEIGHT: 0px" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTI*MTY3MDYyNTI5NiZwdD*xMjQxNjcwNjczODQzJnA9Mzg2MzYxJmQ9Jm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTEmdD*mbz1lNWU4ZmE3ZThhYzU*ZmQwOWMyYjQzYjUwM2Y1OWJkNSZvZj*w.gif" width="0" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div style="WIDTH: 480px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://w596.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=" width="480" height="360" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshows" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; FLOAT: left; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://w596.photobucket.com/albums/tt50/karmellerichards/?action=view&amp;amp;current=191fb5d3.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; FLOAT: left; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2460567265319392315-191762267118391987?l=therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/feeds/191762267118391987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2460567265319392315&amp;postID=191762267118391987' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/191762267118391987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/191762267118391987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title='Clare&apos;s Birthday Slide Show'/><author><name>The Richards Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10449333247853994432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jmuhNTx2HfE/TtWf0AQQESI/AAAAAAAABzE/T5YG1sWekzs/s220/Richards%2BFall%2B2011_064.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460567265319392315.post-2341599701975312408</id><published>2009-02-09T21:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T21:45:26.878-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Clare Being Clare</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SZETupSJa6I/AAAAAAAAA2E/9e7odSz72P4/s1600-h/January+29,+2008+076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301039928468663202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SZETupSJa6I/AAAAAAAAA2E/9e7odSz72P4/s320/January+29,+2008+076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Take my picture Mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SZETut8qWuI/AAAAAAAAA18/uS9zIWFrq_M/s1600-h/February+7,+2009+099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301039929720724194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SZETut8qWuI/AAAAAAAAA18/uS9zIWFrq_M/s320/February+7,+2009+099.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think I can....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SZETua7kJLI/AAAAAAAAA10/43zmdW1tNsI/s1600-h/February+7,+2009+098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301039924615849138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SZETua7kJLI/AAAAAAAAA10/43zmdW1tNsI/s320/February+7,+2009+098.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mom, can you help me please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SZETuBbrsyI/AAAAAAAAA1s/WRAVIATasgc/s1600-h/February+7,+2009+095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301039917771240226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SZETuBbrsyI/AAAAAAAAA1s/WRAVIATasgc/s320/February+7,+2009+095.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is hard work making this scooter work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SZETuIGtEEI/AAAAAAAAA1k/MnXzZ5TA87Q/s1600-h/February+7,+2009+082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301039919562297410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SZETuIGtEEI/AAAAAAAAA1k/MnXzZ5TA87Q/s320/February+7,+2009+082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clare doing what she does best, eating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2460567265319392315-2341599701975312408?l=therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/feeds/2341599701975312408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2460567265319392315&amp;postID=2341599701975312408' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/2341599701975312408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/2341599701975312408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/2009/02/clare-being-clare.html' title='Clare Being Clare'/><author><name>The Richards Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10449333247853994432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jmuhNTx2HfE/TtWf0AQQESI/AAAAAAAABzE/T5YG1sWekzs/s220/Richards%2BFall%2B2011_064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SZETupSJa6I/AAAAAAAAA2E/9e7odSz72P4/s72-c/January+29,+2008+076.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460567265319392315.post-3149840740605800570</id><published>2009-02-03T21:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T21:16:06.313-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pigtails</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SZENP_CysHI/AAAAAAAAA0U/jDKjrjqSS4E/s1600-h/February+7,+2009+090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301032804664127602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SZENP_CysHI/AAAAAAAAA0U/jDKjrjqSS4E/s320/February+7,+2009+090.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clare's hair is finally getting long enough to put in little pigtails.  She only kept them in for a couple of hours.&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/2460567265319392315-3149840740605800570?l=therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/feeds/3149840740605800570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2460567265319392315&amp;postID=3149840740605800570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/3149840740605800570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/3149840740605800570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/2009/02/pigtails.html' title='Pigtails'/><author><name>The Richards Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10449333247853994432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jmuhNTx2HfE/TtWf0AQQESI/AAAAAAAABzE/T5YG1sWekzs/s220/Richards%2BFall%2B2011_064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SZENP_CysHI/AAAAAAAAA0U/jDKjrjqSS4E/s72-c/February+7,+2009+090.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460567265319392315.post-7151337217296005448</id><published>2009-02-01T21:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T21:29:57.707-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Superbowl 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had a superbowl party this year and had about 15 people over. It was a lot of fun but very busy chasing Clare around the house and keeping everyone fed. I didn't get very many pictures but here are a few.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SZEPJX1cr2I/AAAAAAAAA00/mJW0NGd6zyQ/s1600-h/February+7,+2009+084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301034890083217250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SZEPJX1cr2I/AAAAAAAAA00/mJW0NGd6zyQ/s320/February+7,+2009+084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clare enjoying her superbowl chili.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SZEPJLnStqI/AAAAAAAAA0s/WoFp-CgJCV0/s1600-h/February+7,+2009+088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301034886802618018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SZEPJLnStqI/AAAAAAAAA0s/WoFp-CgJCV0/s320/February+7,+2009+088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our fried Kurt sporting the 3-D glasses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SZEPI108l2I/AAAAAAAAA0k/tJK-gpUnfSM/s1600-h/February+7,+2009+087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301034880954308450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SZEPI108l2I/AAAAAAAAA0k/tJK-gpUnfSM/s320/February+7,+2009+087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Teasley Family enjoying the glasses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SZEPIhPpY-I/AAAAAAAAA0c/fNjaVKXnhrQ/s1600-h/February+7,+2009+086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301034875429151714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SZEPIhPpY-I/AAAAAAAAA0c/fNjaVKXnhrQ/s320/February+7,+2009+086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The whole gang watching the 3D movie coming out.&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/2460567265319392315-7151337217296005448?l=therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/feeds/7151337217296005448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2460567265319392315&amp;postID=7151337217296005448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/7151337217296005448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/7151337217296005448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/2009/02/superbowl-2009.html' title='Superbowl 2009'/><author><name>The Richards Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10449333247853994432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jmuhNTx2HfE/TtWf0AQQESI/AAAAAAAABzE/T5YG1sWekzs/s220/Richards%2BFall%2B2011_064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SZEPJX1cr2I/AAAAAAAAA00/mJW0NGd6zyQ/s72-c/February+7,+2009+084.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2460567265319392315.post-6241619342481977747</id><published>2009-01-26T21:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T21:12:15.473-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Change in Mode of Transportation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Clare took a couple steps last week but now is officially walking about 50% of the time.  She is pretty unstable still but is getting braver by the moment.  It is so cute to see her walk since she is so short.  Her little legs are so bow legged.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SX6WnlSrTiI/AAAAAAAAA0M/MfIzr9uWfBY/s1600-h/January+29,+2008+077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295835818603793954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SX6WnlSrTiI/AAAAAAAAA0M/MfIzr9uWfBY/s320/January+29,+2008+077.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Concentrating so hard on walking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SX6WnD6CdlI/AAAAAAAAA0E/Z4TwpgmQjG8/s1600-h/January+29,+2008+078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295835809642083922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SX6WnD6CdlI/AAAAAAAAA0E/Z4TwpgmQjG8/s320/January+29,+2008+078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our little walker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SX6WmhgLUFI/AAAAAAAAAz0/VswUY3JllTc/s1600-h/January+29,+2008+070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295835800406806610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SX6WmhgLUFI/AAAAAAAAAz0/VswUY3JllTc/s320/January+29,+2008+070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hi Mom, aren't you proud of me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SX6WmBWorWI/AAAAAAAAAzs/opi7V4HLmro/s1600-h/January+29,+2008+059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295835791776853346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SX6WmBWorWI/AAAAAAAAAzs/opi7V4HLmro/s320/January+29,+2008+059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She thinks if she smiles then it won't get her in trouble.  Since she is walking she has become a lot more coordinated and is starting to climbe in and on top of everything.&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/2460567265319392315-6241619342481977747?l=therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/feeds/6241619342481977747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2460567265319392315&amp;postID=6241619342481977747' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/6241619342481977747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2460567265319392315/posts/default/6241619342481977747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therichardsfamilyblog-richards.blogspot.com/2009/01/change-in-mode-of-transportation.html' title='Change in Mode of Transportation'/><author><name>The Richards Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10449333247853994432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jmuhNTx2HfE/TtWf0AQQESI/AAAAAAAABzE/T5YG1sWekzs/s220/Richards%2BFall%2B2011_064.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uNmP5GWRYoY/SX6WnlSrTiI/AAAAAAAAA0M/MfIzr9uWfBY/s72-c/January+29,+2008+077.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
