<?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-3923815416833202744</id><updated>2012-02-16T19:17:34.194-08:00</updated><category term='outdoor fun'/><category term='Holy Spirit'/><category term='Jesus'/><category term='Christ'/><category term='sunny day'/><category term='Presence'/><category term='water slide'/><category term='ignorance'/><category term='discernmint'/><category term='God'/><category term='athiest'/><category term='christianinty'/><title type='text'>The 30 cent Connection</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the30centconnection.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3923815416833202744/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the30centconnection.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Emily Rose Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08927430071364153413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/S1upWrOGC8I/AAAAAAAAAsY/13Xn-nvopd0/S220/DSC02688.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>40</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3923815416833202744.post-8743223852474131641</id><published>2009-01-01T11:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T18:01:11.222-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Nap Time" Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SV0hYzMRmdI/AAAAAAAAAhc/1h-JWI4HXUM/s1600-h/100_9753.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SV0hYzMRmdI/AAAAAAAAAhc/1h-JWI4HXUM/s320/100_9753.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286418247545100754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is how I found Annabelle after her nap the other day.&lt;br /&gt;Apparently she doesn't need clothes when she's sleeping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SV0hYzMRmdI/AAAAAAAAAhc/1h-JWI4HXUM/s1600-h/100_9753.JPG"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3923815416833202744-8743223852474131641?l=the30centconnection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the30centconnection.blogspot.com/feeds/8743223852474131641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3923815416833202744&amp;postID=8743223852474131641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3923815416833202744/posts/default/8743223852474131641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3923815416833202744/posts/default/8743223852474131641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the30centconnection.blogspot.com/2009/01/nap-time-fun.html' title='&quot;Nap Time&quot; Fun'/><author><name>Emily Rose Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08927430071364153413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/S1upWrOGC8I/AAAAAAAAAsY/13Xn-nvopd0/S220/DSC02688.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SV0hYzMRmdI/AAAAAAAAAhc/1h-JWI4HXUM/s72-c/100_9753.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3923815416833202744.post-7121427646624789429</id><published>2008-12-18T11:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T17:13:44.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'>These Are a Few of My Favorite Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Let me just start by saying, I never knew I would be SO BUSY, having 4 children, ages 5 and under! I barely have time to catch my breath during the day! Most days I never even look in the mirror until 5 or 10 minutes before Jason gets home from work, so I can look somewhat presentable. I don't want to completely let myself go, although it would be much easier.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I find that the only peace and quiet I get is at 2 or 3 in the morning while I'm feeding the baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So needless to say, we don't really have that much time to do blog postings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I even contemplated, quitting the blog altogether, but then realized I could probably manage to do one post a month.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So here it is: our post for the month of December.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A Few of My Favorite Things&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Reflecting on the real meaning of Christmas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Christ, the hope of mankind, coming as a little, baby to earth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SUqw_rPg6oI/AAAAAAAAAhU/IDYhc5wLbsE/s1600-h/100_9697.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SUqw_rPg6oI/AAAAAAAAAhU/IDYhc5wLbsE/s320/100_9697.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281228121031371394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Christmas babies!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SUqw_YlH8-I/AAAAAAAAAhM/gZWM35nzWPU/s1600-h/100_9701.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SUqw_YlH8-I/AAAAAAAAAhM/gZWM35nzWPU/s320/100_9701.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281228116021736418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Baking and decorating Christmas cookies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SUqw-y9symI/AAAAAAAAAhE/_683iTONd28/s1600-h/100_9699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SUqw-y9symI/AAAAAAAAAhE/_683iTONd28/s320/100_9699.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281228105924266594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Decorating the tree.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SUqwG-KzlEI/AAAAAAAAAg8/1mkPxxl1PqA/s1600-h/100_9700.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SUqwG-KzlEI/AAAAAAAAAg8/1mkPxxl1PqA/s320/100_9700.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281227146859353154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rearranging the ornaments that the kids put on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You know, the branches that are weighed down with 3 or 4 ornaments.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SUqwF75_kfI/AAAAAAAAAg0/cqf9Kjxl4oY/s1600-h/100_9642.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SUqwF75_kfI/AAAAAAAAAg0/cqf9Kjxl4oY/s320/100_9642.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281227129072095730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kids who are so bundled that they can barely move or bend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SUqwFdnBtbI/AAAAAAAAAgs/FwE0WN_vWTQ/s1600-h/100_9592.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SUqwFdnBtbI/AAAAAAAAAgs/FwE0WN_vWTQ/s320/100_9592.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281227120939480498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Spending "quality time" with family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jason and 2 of our brothers-in-law, on their iPods.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SUqwE0bGQ1I/AAAAAAAAAgk/EHioIVM2w00/s1600-h/100_9619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SUqwE0bGQ1I/AAAAAAAAAgk/EHioIVM2w00/s320/100_9619.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281227109883593554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Making the kids shovel all the snow!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Actually Isaac loves shoveling snow. He isn't just posing for the camera)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SUqwDx3489I/AAAAAAAAAgc/tSQwXnFsWgs/s1600-h/100_9581.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SUqwDx3489I/AAAAAAAAAgc/tSQwXnFsWgs/s320/100_9581.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281227092019180498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have a Wonderful Christmas and a Very Happy New Year!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3923815416833202744-7121427646624789429?l=the30centconnection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the30centconnection.blogspot.com/feeds/7121427646624789429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3923815416833202744&amp;postID=7121427646624789429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3923815416833202744/posts/default/7121427646624789429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3923815416833202744/posts/default/7121427646624789429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the30centconnection.blogspot.com/2008/12/these-are-few-of-my-favorite-things.html' title='These Are a Few of My Favorite Things'/><author><name>Emily Rose Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08927430071364153413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/S1upWrOGC8I/AAAAAAAAAsY/13Xn-nvopd0/S220/DSC02688.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SUqw_rPg6oI/AAAAAAAAAhU/IDYhc5wLbsE/s72-c/100_9697.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3923815416833202744.post-8929477489063490592</id><published>2008-11-19T17:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T19:02:19.406-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Newest Arrival</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's been a while since we posted anything new, but we've been a little busy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here she is! Madeline Mae Nichols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7lbs. 12oz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20" long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Born November 6th at 11:11 am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SSS6wCYRaNI/AAAAAAAAAcU/rKz53PDiDeU/s1600-h/IMG_2570.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SSS6wCYRaNI/AAAAAAAAAcU/rKz53PDiDeU/s320/IMG_2570.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270542798365485266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Madeline is such a peaceful, sweet baby.&lt;br /&gt;For our 4th child, we couldn't have asked for a better baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SSS5-E_RWYI/AAAAAAAAAcE/qsjr4RI37v4/s1600-h/IMG_0020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SSS5-E_RWYI/AAAAAAAAAcE/qsjr4RI37v4/s320/IMG_0020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270541940072470914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her brothers and sister just adore her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SSS59wn2Z5I/AAAAAAAAAb8/j3pnm-_m1AI/s1600-h/IMG_0011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SSS59wn2Z5I/AAAAAAAAAb8/j3pnm-_m1AI/s320/IMG_0011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270541934605526930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow she will be 2 weeks old already.&lt;br /&gt;It seems like just yesterday, I was still pregnant and impatient to get her out and meet her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SSS59k3VV0I/AAAAAAAAAb0/EsSnlBBte9U/s1600-h/100_9565.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SSS59k3VV0I/AAAAAAAAAb0/EsSnlBBte9U/s320/100_9565.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270541931449243458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute as a button.&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/3923815416833202744-8929477489063490592?l=the30centconnection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the30centconnection.blogspot.com/feeds/8929477489063490592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3923815416833202744&amp;postID=8929477489063490592' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3923815416833202744/posts/default/8929477489063490592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3923815416833202744/posts/default/8929477489063490592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the30centconnection.blogspot.com/2008/11/our-newest-arrival.html' title='Our Newest Arrival'/><author><name>Emily Rose Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08927430071364153413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/S1upWrOGC8I/AAAAAAAAAsY/13Xn-nvopd0/S220/DSC02688.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SSS6wCYRaNI/AAAAAAAAAcU/rKz53PDiDeU/s72-c/IMG_2570.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3923815416833202744.post-41982792170776154</id><published>2008-10-28T16:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T17:09:33.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The First Snowfall</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we had the first snow of the year. The kids were elated. I wasn't.When the snow starts in October and ends in April, it just makes for way too long of a winter.&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few photos. Sorry they are so blurry. Our camera isn't doing too well these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SQenrSjkyjI/AAAAAAAAAbk/N2SGu9dh3zc/s1600-h/100_9523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SQenrSjkyjI/AAAAAAAAAbk/N2SGu9dh3zc/s320/100_9523.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262359051762977330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SQenrP0bjJI/AAAAAAAAAbc/KqoJTSrVTwI/s1600-h/100_9521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SQenrP0bjJI/AAAAAAAAAbc/KqoJTSrVTwI/s320/100_9521.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262359051028368530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SQenqdkJSyI/AAAAAAAAAbU/ecehW6FKh7U/s1600-h/100_9517.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SQenqdkJSyI/AAAAAAAAAbU/ecehW6FKh7U/s320/100_9517.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262359037538290466" 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/3923815416833202744-41982792170776154?l=the30centconnection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the30centconnection.blogspot.com/feeds/41982792170776154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3923815416833202744&amp;postID=41982792170776154' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3923815416833202744/posts/default/41982792170776154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3923815416833202744/posts/default/41982792170776154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the30centconnection.blogspot.com/2008/10/first-snowfall.html' title='The First Snowfall'/><author><name>Emily Rose Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08927430071364153413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/S1upWrOGC8I/AAAAAAAAAsY/13Xn-nvopd0/S220/DSC02688.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SQenrSjkyjI/AAAAAAAAAbk/N2SGu9dh3zc/s72-c/100_9523.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3923815416833202744.post-5525461092475570439</id><published>2008-10-18T11:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T11:40:39.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The other day we had some tangerines, and they has so many seeds in them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All of the seeds in the picture below came from 1 tangerine, 52 to be exact!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SPotDBsDu_I/AAAAAAAAAaw/dzSZr4LMrVQ/s1600-h/100_9512.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SPotDBsDu_I/AAAAAAAAAaw/dzSZr4LMrVQ/s320/100_9512.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258565044924562418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3923815416833202744-5525461092475570439?l=the30centconnection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the30centconnection.blogspot.com/feeds/5525461092475570439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3923815416833202744&amp;postID=5525461092475570439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3923815416833202744/posts/default/5525461092475570439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3923815416833202744/posts/default/5525461092475570439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the30centconnection.blogspot.com/2008/10/interesting.html' title='Interesting'/><author><name>Emily Rose Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08927430071364153413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/S1upWrOGC8I/AAAAAAAAAsY/13Xn-nvopd0/S220/DSC02688.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SPotDBsDu_I/AAAAAAAAAaw/dzSZr4LMrVQ/s72-c/100_9512.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3923815416833202744.post-2645563856066122786</id><published>2008-10-14T11:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T13:06:56.448-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall From Our Perspective</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fall is one of the most beautiful times of the year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It is so pretty around our house in the fall, because we are surrounded by trees.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SPTqpJz7alI/AAAAAAAAAaY/oteyQ1J3zk8/s1600-h/100_9474.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SPTqpJz7alI/AAAAAAAAAaY/oteyQ1J3zk8/s320/100_9474.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257084657777470034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SPTqpTDhbQI/AAAAAAAAAag/l4lFpFso-Rg/s1600-h/100_9502.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SPTqpTDhbQI/AAAAAAAAAag/l4lFpFso-Rg/s320/100_9502.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257084660258794754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SPTqplohOTI/AAAAAAAAAao/GQCsuA8JXo4/s1600-h/100_9509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SPTqplohOTI/AAAAAAAAAao/GQCsuA8JXo4/s320/100_9509.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257084665245808946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fall is ushered in with a craving for all things pumpkin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is my favorite pumpkin recipe. I haven't made one yet this year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's been hard to do much cooking this fall, because I have been forced to stay off&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;of my feet for the most part due to this pregnancy. So I don't have any photos of it to make you drool over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Pumpkin Roll&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Cake ingredients:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;3 eggs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1 cup sugar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;3/4 cup pumpkin&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1 tsp. lemon juice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;3/4 cup flour&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1 tsp baking powder&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1/2 tsp. salt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1/2 tsp. nutmeg&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1 tsp. ginger&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;2 tsp. cinnamon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;powdered sugar ( needed for a towel, to keep the cake from sticking)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Cream Cheese Filling Ingredients:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1 cup powdered sugar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1 8oz. pkg. cream cheese, softened&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;4 Tbs. butter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1 tsp. vanilla extract&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;powdered sugar for topping&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Directions:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Preheat oven to 375. In a large bowl, mix together eggs, sugar, pumpkin, and lemon juice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;In a separate bowl, mix flour, salt, baking powder, and spices.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Add the egg mixture to the flour mixture and stir until well blended.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Spray a 10 1/2" X 15" non stick cookie sheet with cooking spray. Pour the batter onto cookie sheet, spread evenly. Bake 12-15 minutes or until toothpick inserted comes out clean.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Prepare a clean kitchen towel by sprinkling heavily with powdered sugar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After baking, turn the cookie sheet onto the towel, the cake should slide out onto the towel. Starting at one end, roll the cake into the towel. Cool 30-40 minutes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;For the filling, stir together the cream cheese, powdered sugar, vanilla and butter. Mix well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After the roll has cooled unroll it and spread the filling evenly. Roll back up without the towel. Wrap in foil or plastic wrap and refrigerate for at least an hour, or until filling is firm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sprinkle with powdered sugar just before serving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Enjoy!&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/3923815416833202744-2645563856066122786?l=the30centconnection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the30centconnection.blogspot.com/feeds/2645563856066122786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3923815416833202744&amp;postID=2645563856066122786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3923815416833202744/posts/default/2645563856066122786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3923815416833202744/posts/default/2645563856066122786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the30centconnection.blogspot.com/2008/10/fall-from-our-perspective.html' title='Fall From Our Perspective'/><author><name>Emily Rose Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08927430071364153413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/S1upWrOGC8I/AAAAAAAAAsY/13Xn-nvopd0/S220/DSC02688.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SPTqpJz7alI/AAAAAAAAAaY/oteyQ1J3zk8/s72-c/100_9474.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3923815416833202744.post-6860213229464486547</id><published>2008-10-11T12:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T14:10:15.351-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Nichols Wildlife Reserve</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One of the great things about living in the country is that you don't have to seek out the wildlife. It comes straight to you! We see deer, turkeys, squirrels, chipmunks, rabbits, turtles and so much more. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here are some pictures of creatures we have seen in just the past 2 weeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SPEJ4pewSrI/AAAAAAAAAaI/aJUthtvJGwM/s1600-h/100_9396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SPEJ4pewSrI/AAAAAAAAAaI/aJUthtvJGwM/s320/100_9396.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255993108930251442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Seth is the bravest of all the kids. He will hold&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a frog or a caterpillar for the longest time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SPEJ5Nwm0PI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/0TKEL9fRWLQ/s1600-h/100_9495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SPEJ5Nwm0PI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/0TKEL9fRWLQ/s320/100_9495.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255993118668804338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This beautiful, young, doe caught Isaac's eye outside our living room window.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She stayed for a while just looking at us and letting us admire her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SPEIOdN5-YI/AAAAAAAAAZg/qSSoF39tkGA/s1600-h/100_9467.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SPEIOdN5-YI/AAAAAAAAAZg/qSSoF39tkGA/s320/100_9467.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255991284572223874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The other other day, I walked out the front door and these 2 birds ( I thought they were pheasants, but I'm not sure now.) were right there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I slowly crept inside for my camera and when I got back outside, the more beautiful of the two flew away, so I was only able to photograph this one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SPEIPBjKY7I/AAAAAAAAAZo/nGjrkErwUwc/s1600-h/100_9445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SPEIPBjKY7I/AAAAAAAAAZo/nGjrkErwUwc/s320/100_9445.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255991294325056434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SPEIPf32CkI/AAAAAAAAAZw/uwm_rkmThxs/s1600-h/100_9499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SPEIPf32CkI/AAAAAAAAAZw/uwm_rkmThxs/s320/100_9499.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255991302464866882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This salamander was so cute, but we let him go shortly after we caught him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SPEIP7GgIfI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/BVXmWWXeuPQ/s1600-h/100_9393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SPEIP7GgIfI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/BVXmWWXeuPQ/s320/100_9393.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255991309774103026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SPEIQTVYgrI/AAAAAAAAAaA/icPnYAb7VuA/s1600-h/100_9447.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SPEIQTVYgrI/AAAAAAAAAaA/icPnYAb7VuA/s320/100_9447.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255991316278969010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3923815416833202744-6860213229464486547?l=the30centconnection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the30centconnection.blogspot.com/feeds/6860213229464486547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3923815416833202744&amp;postID=6860213229464486547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3923815416833202744/posts/default/6860213229464486547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3923815416833202744/posts/default/6860213229464486547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the30centconnection.blogspot.com/2008/10/nichols-wildlife-reserve.html' title='The Nichols Wildlife Reserve'/><author><name>Emily Rose Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08927430071364153413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/S1upWrOGC8I/AAAAAAAAAsY/13Xn-nvopd0/S220/DSC02688.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SPEJ4pewSrI/AAAAAAAAAaI/aJUthtvJGwM/s72-c/100_9396.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3923815416833202744.post-7455058133609029958</id><published>2008-10-10T08:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T08:31:31.949-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of the Mouths of Babes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know you need a pedicure when your 18 month old picks up your big toe and says, " Uckkk".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, I won't put a picture with this post. :)&lt;br /&gt;&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/3923815416833202744-7455058133609029958?l=the30centconnection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the30centconnection.blogspot.com/feeds/7455058133609029958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3923815416833202744&amp;postID=7455058133609029958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3923815416833202744/posts/default/7455058133609029958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3923815416833202744/posts/default/7455058133609029958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the30centconnection.blogspot.com/2008/10/out-of-mouths-of-babes.html' title='Out of the Mouths of Babes'/><author><name>Emily Rose Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08927430071364153413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/S1upWrOGC8I/AAAAAAAAAsY/13Xn-nvopd0/S220/DSC02688.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3923815416833202744.post-3487966301256930728</id><published>2008-10-09T16:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T17:54:04.638-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Isaac's 5th Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yesterday was Isaac's 5th birthday! He is so big (and smart) already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't believe it's been 5 years since we had him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, we had a nice day yesterday. I was not feeling up to having a party. Can't imagine why. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Judy(Ken was out of town) and her parents came and brought us lunch. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then we had cake with them and my mom. So Isaac got to have most of his grandparents there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here he is beside his cake and cards. Such a sweet smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SO6iImKpshI/AAAAAAAAAY4/Gmu-nIZCuEk/s1600-h/100_9429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SO6iImKpshI/AAAAAAAAAY4/Gmu-nIZCuEk/s320/100_9429.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255316083755823634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Isaac opening presents and cards. His great grandma and grandpa Hopkins are in the background.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SO6iIm8RN8I/AAAAAAAAAZA/5_76lyFVFk0/s1600-h/100_9423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SO6iIm8RN8I/AAAAAAAAAZA/5_76lyFVFk0/s320/100_9423.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255316083963934658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mommy and daddy with the birthday boy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SO6iI0HHxgI/AAAAAAAAAZI/4sCpqcSVDIs/s1600-h/IMG_1010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SO6iI0HHxgI/AAAAAAAAAZI/4sCpqcSVDIs/s320/IMG_1010.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255316087499113986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Isaac with both of his Grandma's, and Annabelle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SO6iJEE9rAI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/fKsen3zpHLE/s1600-h/100_9440.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SO6iJEE9rAI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/fKsen3zpHLE/s320/100_9440.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255316091785030658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Getting a great big hug from great grandpa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SO6iJKkys4I/AAAAAAAAAZY/zlsmGsrssUc/s1600-h/100_9441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SO6iJKkys4I/AAAAAAAAAZY/zlsmGsrssUc/s320/100_9441.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255316093529142146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At the bowling alley. We were the only ones there,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so our pizza and pops came fast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SO6hTnu6C8I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/1FMAYOH1ssk/s1600-h/100_9457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SO6hTnu6C8I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/1FMAYOH1ssk/s320/100_9457.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255315173643258818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Isaac's favorite thing to do is play Wii bowling, so going to a "real" bowling alley&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;was very exciting for him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SO6hTspZ0TI/AAAAAAAAAYY/JnLBWwzlo88/s1600-h/100_9450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SO6hTspZ0TI/AAAAAAAAAYY/JnLBWwzlo88/s320/100_9450.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255315174962352434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is Seth. He loved it just as much as Isaac did. He actually got more points than Isaac did, but Isaac doesn't know that. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SO6hT7KpOFI/AAAAAAAAAYg/UXDSgPxtmO8/s1600-h/100_9453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SO6hT7KpOFI/AAAAAAAAAYg/UXDSgPxtmO8/s320/100_9453.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255315178859870290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Annabelle didn't know what to think. She sat in a chair most of the time, wanting a "bawl, bawl" until daddy showed her how heavy they were.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SO6hUKB3CYI/AAAAAAAAAYw/fEoV32-5GTw/s1600-h/100_9448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SO6hUKB3CYI/AAAAAAAAAYw/fEoV32-5GTw/s320/100_9448.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255315182849558914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3923815416833202744-3487966301256930728?l=the30centconnection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the30centconnection.blogspot.com/feeds/3487966301256930728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3923815416833202744&amp;postID=3487966301256930728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3923815416833202744/posts/default/3487966301256930728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3923815416833202744/posts/default/3487966301256930728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the30centconnection.blogspot.com/2008/10/isaacs-5th-birthday.html' title='Isaac&apos;s 5th Birthday'/><author><name>Emily Rose Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08927430071364153413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/S1upWrOGC8I/AAAAAAAAAsY/13Xn-nvopd0/S220/DSC02688.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SO6iImKpshI/AAAAAAAAAY4/Gmu-nIZCuEk/s72-c/100_9429.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3923815416833202744.post-84466898127175535</id><published>2008-09-06T08:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T08:16:52.291-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What Our Kids Look Like After Too Much Ice Cream</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Warning! Do not feed your children ice cream after 8:00.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SMKeM7ThUfI/AAAAAAAAAWY/i2WNZ_wGHnQ/s1600-h/100_9321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SMKeM7ThUfI/AAAAAAAAAWY/i2WNZ_wGHnQ/s320/100_9321.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242926861127864818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3923815416833202744-84466898127175535?l=the30centconnection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the30centconnection.blogspot.com/feeds/84466898127175535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3923815416833202744&amp;postID=84466898127175535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3923815416833202744/posts/default/84466898127175535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3923815416833202744/posts/default/84466898127175535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the30centconnection.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-our-kids-look-like-after-too-much.html' title='What Our Kids Look Like After Too Much Ice Cream'/><author><name>Emily Rose Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08927430071364153413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/S1upWrOGC8I/AAAAAAAAAsY/13Xn-nvopd0/S220/DSC02688.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SMKeM7ThUfI/AAAAAAAAAWY/i2WNZ_wGHnQ/s72-c/100_9321.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3923815416833202744.post-6637554864772605527</id><published>2008-09-01T19:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T19:59:32.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life For Some of Us in Northern Michigan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's getting to be that time of year again. Time to start thinking about heating the house. Echh!&lt;br /&gt;For the past few years we have been using wood as our primary heat source, with propane as a backup. This year, instead of buying 10 cords of wood, (which would help heat our house most of the winter) Jason decided to start going through the woods around our house and "clean" them up by cutting up all the dead and downed trees for fire wood. He bought his very own new chain saw, and has been hard at work for over a month. Every other evening after coming home from working all day and eating a hearty dinner, and also for several hours on the weekends, he goes out cutting, stacking, hauling chopping and stacking again. Slowly our wood room has been filling up. And now, in early September, he is almost finished!! I'm so glad because I miss him. Here are some pictures of the whole grueling process. It is such hard work but for those of us who still need money to buy gas and groceries at the end of the month, it saves a lot of money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SLypenCbo5I/AAAAAAAAAVY/ZtSLjj9NiTs/s1600-h/100_9277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SLypenCbo5I/AAAAAAAAAVY/ZtSLjj9NiTs/s320/100_9277.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241250409692767122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here was an interesting tree right behind our house that Jason decided to cut down. It had a huge base, with 7 separate trunks coming out of it. Depending on how the tree is leaning and where he wants it to fall, ( preferably not on him ) he under cuts it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SLypfOI5tGI/AAAAAAAAAVg/Jdr5N0gVvq0/s1600-h/100_9279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SLypfOI5tGI/AAAAAAAAAVg/Jdr5N0gVvq0/s320/100_9279.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241250420188886114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;then cuts it from the other side and then... TIMBER! down it goes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SLypfuLU9iI/AAAAAAAAAVo/5r-fkJcISzk/s1600-h/100_9274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SLypfuLU9iI/AAAAAAAAAVo/5r-fkJcISzk/s320/100_9274.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241250428788995618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After He cuts a tree up, he loads as much as will fit in the trailer, and hauls it back to the house with the 4-wheeler. (Thank you SO much Ken and Judy for letting us use your quad and trailer! He could not have done any of this without them!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SLypf8d5rCI/AAAAAAAAAVw/oENyOD387Jw/s1600-h/100_9263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SLypf8d5rCI/AAAAAAAAAVw/oENyOD387Jw/s320/100_9263.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241250432624995362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then he hand splits the logs that are too large to burn in the stove.&lt;br /&gt;Anybody feel like coming over and helping him so he doesn't break his back??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SLypgNVDcUI/AAAAAAAAAV4/Ej-GlS_QewA/s1600-h/100_9282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SLypgNVDcUI/AAAAAAAAAV4/Ej-GlS_QewA/s320/100_9282.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241250437151289666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Isaac, on one of the rare occasions that he actually did help out, stacking a pile in the basement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SLyqYRtf7EI/AAAAAAAAAWA/-WvHTpMYykI/s1600-h/100_9283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SLyqYRtf7EI/AAAAAAAAAWA/-WvHTpMYykI/s320/100_9283.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241251400400235586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Work boy Work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SLyqYiDMC5I/AAAAAAAAAWI/HRrOyiHHREk/s1600-h/100_9264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SLyqYiDMC5I/AAAAAAAAAWI/HRrOyiHHREk/s320/100_9264.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241251404786174866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now in our 12'X 11' wood room we have 4, 7' high rows of cut and split wood.&lt;br /&gt;Aaaahhhh, when I walk in the room it smells like freshly cut wood, gas, and sweat from my hard working man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SLyqYx28i1I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/NnrJtqgqBdg/s1600-h/100_9265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SLyqYx28i1I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/NnrJtqgqBdg/s320/100_9265.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241251409029794642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Don't you just love how the logs look all together?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll help you next year honey, I promise. Unless I'm pregnant again. HAHAHAHAHAHA JUST KIDDING. I know, I know, I shouldn't even joke about such things. Bad Emily bad.&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/3923815416833202744-6637554864772605527?l=the30centconnection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the30centconnection.blogspot.com/feeds/6637554864772605527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3923815416833202744&amp;postID=6637554864772605527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3923815416833202744/posts/default/6637554864772605527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3923815416833202744/posts/default/6637554864772605527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the30centconnection.blogspot.com/2008/09/life-for-some-of-us-in-northern_01.html' title='Life For Some of Us in Northern Michigan'/><author><name>Emily Rose Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08927430071364153413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/S1upWrOGC8I/AAAAAAAAAsY/13Xn-nvopd0/S220/DSC02688.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SLypenCbo5I/AAAAAAAAAVY/ZtSLjj9NiTs/s72-c/100_9277.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3923815416833202744.post-3382645049156297564</id><published>2008-08-30T11:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T11:53:30.507-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Can You Guess What This Picture Is?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SLmXDPsU5xI/AAAAAAAAATg/a0hW4vTlmRA/s1600-h/100_9243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SLmXDPsU5xI/AAAAAAAAATg/a0hW4vTlmRA/s320/100_9243.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240385723430135570" 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/3923815416833202744-3382645049156297564?l=the30centconnection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the30centconnection.blogspot.com/feeds/3382645049156297564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3923815416833202744&amp;postID=3382645049156297564' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3923815416833202744/posts/default/3382645049156297564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3923815416833202744/posts/default/3382645049156297564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the30centconnection.blogspot.com/2008/08/can-you-guess-what-this-picture-is.html' title='Can You Guess What This Picture Is?'/><author><name>Emily Rose Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08927430071364153413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/S1upWrOGC8I/AAAAAAAAAsY/13Xn-nvopd0/S220/DSC02688.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SLmXDPsU5xI/AAAAAAAAATg/a0hW4vTlmRA/s72-c/100_9243.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3923815416833202744.post-2026170095594428991</id><published>2008-08-27T08:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T08:03:59.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Time For Everything</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Annabelle's first time in the corner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SLVstqaFixI/AAAAAAAAATY/4ZWLQSw1x-E/s1600-h/100_9178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SLVstqaFixI/AAAAAAAAATY/4ZWLQSw1x-E/s320/100_9178.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239213273249057554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3923815416833202744-2026170095594428991?l=the30centconnection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the30centconnection.blogspot.com/feeds/2026170095594428991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3923815416833202744&amp;postID=2026170095594428991' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3923815416833202744/posts/default/2026170095594428991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3923815416833202744/posts/default/2026170095594428991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the30centconnection.blogspot.com/2008/08/first-time-for-everything.html' title='First Time For Everything'/><author><name>Emily Rose Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08927430071364153413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/S1upWrOGC8I/AAAAAAAAAsY/13Xn-nvopd0/S220/DSC02688.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SLVstqaFixI/AAAAAAAAATY/4ZWLQSw1x-E/s72-c/100_9178.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3923815416833202744.post-1837510651630134219</id><published>2008-08-17T18:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T18:20:38.921-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Top 10 things I love about summer ( this year )</title><content type='html'>10. Watermelon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Not having to bundle up the kids, or heat up the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Less laundry, ( summer clothes have so much less cloth in them ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Grilling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.Watching and listening to thunder &amp;amp; lightning storms with my bedroom window open at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Shopping at the farmer's market.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Listening to the crickets chirping in the evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Swimming, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Everything is so green!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.The kids play outside longer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3923815416833202744-1837510651630134219?l=the30centconnection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the30centconnection.blogspot.com/feeds/1837510651630134219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3923815416833202744&amp;postID=1837510651630134219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3923815416833202744/posts/default/1837510651630134219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3923815416833202744/posts/default/1837510651630134219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the30centconnection.blogspot.com/2008/08/top-10-things-i-love-about-summer-this.html' title='Top 10 things I love about summer ( this year )'/><author><name>Emily Rose Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08927430071364153413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/S1upWrOGC8I/AAAAAAAAAsY/13Xn-nvopd0/S220/DSC02688.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3923815416833202744.post-3838554415268409743</id><published>2008-08-16T16:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T16:33:18.349-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easy Child (Care?)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I came home from my 'one day a week' of working to find this picture my husband Jason had taken of the kids during the day. My niece had been visiting also and I guess this was the easiest way for him to stay sane for a while.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Except for the slight risk of trampling, it was a pretty good idea, no?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The play pen seemed to hold up pretty well too. I guess with childhood/babyhood obesity on the rise, they should hold at least 100 pounds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So for all of you stay at home dads, or maybe even you moms out there who desperately, need a break, try-or maybe I should say don't try this at home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SKdgaBouS5I/AAAAAAAAATQ/wIrLWhWGaQk/s1600-h/100_8381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SKdgaBouS5I/AAAAAAAAATQ/wIrLWhWGaQk/s320/100_8381.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235259092073597842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3923815416833202744-3838554415268409743?l=the30centconnection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the30centconnection.blogspot.com/feeds/3838554415268409743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3923815416833202744&amp;postID=3838554415268409743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3923815416833202744/posts/default/3838554415268409743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3923815416833202744/posts/default/3838554415268409743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the30centconnection.blogspot.com/2008/08/easy-child-care.html' title='Easy Child (Care?)'/><author><name>Emily Rose Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08927430071364153413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/S1upWrOGC8I/AAAAAAAAAsY/13Xn-nvopd0/S220/DSC02688.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SKdgaBouS5I/AAAAAAAAATQ/wIrLWhWGaQk/s72-c/100_8381.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3923815416833202744.post-6425752966366614531</id><published>2008-08-08T10:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T09:31:32.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Summer Vacation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've finally gotten around to putting this post up! Woo Hoo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;These pictures are of our family vacation. We went to Gull Lake Ministries for a week of family camp. A few families from our church were there also. We had such a wonderful time. We kept busy, but were able to relax and enjoy each other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SJyw6pPyTAI/AAAAAAAAATI/nL7k_jb2sl8/s1600-h/100_9123.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SJyw6pPyTAI/AAAAAAAAATI/nL7k_jb2sl8/s320/100_9123.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232251388648639490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Every night had a theme. From a carnival, to a rodeo, to the adult banquet nights(our favorite) , we were never bored.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is Jason taking the boys on the kiddy train during the carnival night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SJysNx-5GCI/AAAAAAAAASg/XoPUqQZq7sA/s1600-h/100_4201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SJysNx-5GCI/AAAAAAAAASg/XoPUqQZq7sA/s320/100_4201.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232246219853076514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                               &lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;             The boys with their special request balloon animals. Ligers!  " It's pretty much my favorite animal." ~ Napoleon Dynamite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SJysNwv8ZII/AAAAAAAAASo/TjTCOyA-ago/s1600-h/100_9126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SJysNwv8ZII/AAAAAAAAASo/TjTCOyA-ago/s320/100_9126.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232246219521942658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Snow cones!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SJysOFOzYKI/AAAAAAAAASw/89SZvnUI_18/s1600-h/100_4402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SJysOFOzYKI/AAAAAAAAASw/89SZvnUI_18/s320/100_4402.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232246225020084386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Isaac on the inflatable, bouncy, thing. Why don't they make those for adults?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SJysOd73TlI/AAAAAAAAAS4/9fp_n0K2Gc8/s1600-h/100_9128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SJysOd73TlI/AAAAAAAAAS4/9fp_n0K2Gc8/s320/100_9128.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232246231651536466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Annabelle, ready for a day in the sun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SJysOY5GMcI/AAAAAAAAATA/UNYvE4DwMTo/s1600-h/100_9039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SJysOY5GMcI/AAAAAAAAATA/UNYvE4DwMTo/s320/100_9039.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232246230297752002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We took a pontoon ride on the lake with our friends, the Cochranes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SJyo-2yQDgI/AAAAAAAAAR4/0vyWPnfK4gA/s1600-h/100_9043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SJyo-2yQDgI/AAAAAAAAAR4/0vyWPnfK4gA/s320/100_9043.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232242664909311490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Everybody had to wear a life vest, so as ridiculous as it seemed, 3 week old Olivia donned one as well. It gave us all quite a laugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SJyo_HIGXFI/AAAAAAAAASA/dd9nEEfpFEM/s1600-h/100_9047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SJyo_HIGXFI/AAAAAAAAASA/dd9nEEfpFEM/s320/100_9047.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232242669295918162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our favorite, daily activity was going to the beach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jason on the 'Ice berg'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SJyo_l1TirI/AAAAAAAAASQ/grCXaSNquxg/s1600-h/100_9052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SJyo_l1TirI/AAAAAAAAASQ/grCXaSNquxg/s320/100_9052.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232242677538589362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Annabelle liked the sand and mud the best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SJyo_1GVBPI/AAAAAAAAASY/V6vFSuWkwsE/s1600-h/100_9056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SJyo_1GVBPI/AAAAAAAAASY/V6vFSuWkwsE/s320/100_9056.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232242681636521202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think Isaac and Seth liked the ice cream the best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SJygJxOrhKI/AAAAAAAAARY/zGf4snvQGMA/s1600-h/100_9109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SJygJxOrhKI/AAAAAAAAARY/zGf4snvQGMA/s320/100_9109.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232232956791850146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SJygJ71iaJI/AAAAAAAAARg/qxMjvzSrN9g/s1600-h/100_9110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SJygJ71iaJI/AAAAAAAAARg/qxMjvzSrN9g/s320/100_9110.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232232959639185554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SJygKdUGd1I/AAAAAAAAARw/HmYiTy-ARi4/s1600-h/100_9101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SJygKdUGd1I/AAAAAAAAARw/HmYiTy-ARi4/s320/100_9101.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232232968625747794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The week we were there, Seth had his 3rd birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had a little make shift party for him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SJyOZxkj2-I/AAAAAAAAAQo/C4dxJf_dMBQ/s1600-h/100_9075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SJyOZxkj2-I/AAAAAAAAAQo/C4dxJf_dMBQ/s320/100_9075.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232213440552229858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The boys playing with Seth's new play-doh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SJyOaKYNQwI/AAAAAAAAAQw/TdhaZUOubAA/s1600-h/100_9070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SJyOaKYNQwI/AAAAAAAAAQw/TdhaZUOubAA/s320/100_9070.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232213447211303682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mommy and daddy with the birthday boy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SJyOaSDCbZI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/YLf05alkIAE/s1600-h/100_9076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SJyOaSDCbZI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/YLf05alkIAE/s320/100_9076.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232213449269996946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We also went to the Binder Park zoo. This was the cutest animal there, a red panda.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was just draped over a tree branch for the longest time. SO CUTE! I want one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SJyOatAWR5I/AAAAAAAAARA/U5kqgVNlfPY/s1600-h/100_4270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SJyOatAWR5I/AAAAAAAAARA/U5kqgVNlfPY/s320/100_4270.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232213456506472338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We went with Bart, Debbie and Ethan Glupker.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks for inviting us guys, we had a great time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SJyOaz-FvXI/AAAAAAAAARI/BvTTSH6K4e4/s1600-h/100_4325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SJyOaz-FvXI/AAAAAAAAARI/BvTTSH6K4e4/s320/100_4325.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232213458376047986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Daddy forcing Seth to touch the scary goats.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SJyMm_u8J5I/AAAAAAAAAQA/l9cVz9d4HOU/s1600-h/100_4321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SJyMm_u8J5I/AAAAAAAAAQA/l9cVz9d4HOU/s320/100_4321.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232211468668905362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was the coolest zoo! They even had dinosaurs!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They didn't let us get too close though. This was the best shot we could get.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SJyMnJWOTTI/AAAAAAAAAQI/1lOF9DnLX_8/s1600-h/100_4349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SJyMnJWOTTI/AAAAAAAAAQI/1lOF9DnLX_8/s320/100_4349.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232211471249591602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A little bit braver now, the boys with the goats.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SJyMnkzLr9I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/LqoMvc7ayIw/s1600-h/100_9095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SJyMnkzLr9I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/LqoMvc7ayIw/s320/100_9095.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232211478618812370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The zoo had a place where we could pet and feed the giraffes! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They are such gentle, beautiful creatures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Annabelle didn't think so though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SJyMnxPxdoI/AAAAAAAAAQY/HZctPi6SvbQ/s1600-h/100_4304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SJyMnxPxdoI/AAAAAAAAAQY/HZctPi6SvbQ/s320/100_4304.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232211481959954050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We took a cute, little train around the children's zoo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SJyMoEhmVDI/AAAAAAAAAQg/r6xyYxpHI0s/s1600-h/100_9081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SJyMoEhmVDI/AAAAAAAAAQg/r6xyYxpHI0s/s320/100_9081.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232211487134995506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A family photo in "Africa"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SJyKGqVMNyI/AAAAAAAAAPw/Osmz7dGaEHo/s1600-h/100_4324.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SJyKGqVMNyI/AAAAAAAAAPw/Osmz7dGaEHo/s320/100_4324.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232208714144692002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The boys made a friend at the zoo. A giant fire ant!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SJyKG9JIhzI/AAAAAAAAAP4/u2y-vFxFNdw/s1600-h/100_9077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SJyKG9JIhzI/AAAAAAAAAP4/u2y-vFxFNdw/s320/100_9077.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232208719194392370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3923815416833202744-6425752966366614531?l=the30centconnection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the30centconnection.blogspot.com/feeds/6425752966366614531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3923815416833202744&amp;postID=6425752966366614531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3923815416833202744/posts/default/6425752966366614531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3923815416833202744/posts/default/6425752966366614531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the30centconnection.blogspot.com/2008/08/our-summer-vacation.html' title='Our Summer Vacation'/><author><name>Emily Rose Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08927430071364153413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/S1upWrOGC8I/AAAAAAAAAsY/13Xn-nvopd0/S220/DSC02688.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SJyw6pPyTAI/AAAAAAAAATI/nL7k_jb2sl8/s72-c/100_9123.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3923815416833202744.post-7355246066945850324</id><published>2008-08-05T07:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:56:18.566-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry I Couldn't Resist</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SJhjHT3PhrI/AAAAAAAAAPI/xj7DoFGLRkg/s1600-h/100_9026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SJhjHT3PhrI/AAAAAAAAAPI/xj7DoFGLRkg/s320/100_9026.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231039944433043122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SJhjHzpnDeI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/kpRtNACL0m8/s1600-h/100_9030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SJhjHzpnDeI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/kpRtNACL0m8/s320/100_9030.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231039952965799394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SJhiCXKqJpI/AAAAAAAAAPA/5f_CNPLC9sE/s1600-h/100_9030.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3923815416833202744-7355246066945850324?l=the30centconnection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the30centconnection.blogspot.com/feeds/7355246066945850324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3923815416833202744&amp;postID=7355246066945850324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3923815416833202744/posts/default/7355246066945850324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3923815416833202744/posts/default/7355246066945850324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the30centconnection.blogspot.com/2008/08/sorry-i-couldnt-resist.html' title='Sorry I Couldn&apos;t Resist'/><author><name>Emily Rose Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08927430071364153413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/S1upWrOGC8I/AAAAAAAAAsY/13Xn-nvopd0/S220/DSC02688.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SJhjHT3PhrI/AAAAAAAAAPI/xj7DoFGLRkg/s72-c/100_9026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3923815416833202744.post-1827150499397689318</id><published>2008-07-06T16:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:56:19.902-08:00</updated><title type='text'>4th of July</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This year for the fourth of July we were lucky enough to be invited by our good friends, Stephanie and Ben to go boating on Lake Cadillac with them. Ben works at Four Winns and gets to borrow a boat now and then. We had such a wonderful time.&lt;br /&gt;Isaac went tubing for the first time and he absolutely loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SHFbVByI0nI/AAAAAAAAAOY/iVnh9zE0s3Q/s1600-h/100_8990.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SHFbVByI0nI/AAAAAAAAAOY/iVnh9zE0s3Q/s320/100_8990.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220053859913224818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SHFaNCgO3rI/AAAAAAAAANw/kCVceO8CBXA/s1600-h/100_8976.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SHFaNCgO3rI/AAAAAAAAANw/kCVceO8CBXA/s320/100_8976.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220052623155977906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SHFaNdOdGGI/AAAAAAAAAN4/wuHm5U6WIIc/s1600-h/100_8971.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SHFaNdOdGGI/AAAAAAAAAN4/wuHm5U6WIIc/s320/100_8971.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220052630329170018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seth and Cody ( Ben and Stephanie's little boy ) enjoying the view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SHFaNkvKtuI/AAAAAAAAAOA/47YalPWlgs4/s1600-h/100_8968.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SHFaNkvKtuI/AAAAAAAAAOA/47YalPWlgs4/s320/100_8968.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220052632345425634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    Stephanie and Cody. Stephanie is pregnant and will be having another little cutie, Friday, July 11th! We are all excited to find out if it is a boy or a girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SHFaN0gpOCI/AAAAAAAAAOI/ygFKPskf1Nk/s1600-h/100_8974.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SHFaN0gpOCI/AAAAAAAAAOI/ygFKPskf1Nk/s320/100_8974.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220052636579477538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annie wasn't very happy about the loud motor and the life vest at first, but then she really started enjoying herself. And of course the pacifier helped a little too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SHFaOKMrMII/AAAAAAAAAOQ/tEsHkO5rCZU/s1600-h/100_8981.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SHFaOKMrMII/AAAAAAAAAOQ/tEsHkO5rCZU/s320/100_8981.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220052642401300610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After boating, we crossed the canal into Lake Mitchell for dinner and swimming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SHFg8eE_rkI/AAAAAAAAAOg/nApXAFIbpU0/s1600-h/100_8999.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SHFg8eE_rkI/AAAAAAAAAOg/nApXAFIbpU0/s320/100_8999.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220060035081547330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was Annabelle's first time at the beach ( actually she was there when she was 3 months old and very colicy, and she screamed the entire time, but that doesn't count does it? ) and she loved the water and the mud. Watch the video at the bottom, SO cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SHFg82iPyqI/AAAAAAAAAOo/_hIImkrPfAI/s1600-h/100_9006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SHFg82iPyqI/AAAAAAAAAOo/_hIImkrPfAI/s320/100_9006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220060041646688930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-d32e99ce1f4ffb30" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd32e99ce1f4ffb30%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331643322%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D75A55E086E24E471A99E0B899090B80CAABB049A.57E06AA1138A55D3BE01C7A9E1C30897B81056DE%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd32e99ce1f4ffb30%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DKjQoOHRYeXIPbKCWT3X3ideTMP4&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd32e99ce1f4ffb30%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331643322%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D75A55E086E24E471A99E0B899090B80CAABB049A.57E06AA1138A55D3BE01C7A9E1C30897B81056DE%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd32e99ce1f4ffb30%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DKjQoOHRYeXIPbKCWT3X3ideTMP4&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&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/3923815416833202744-1827150499397689318?l=the30centconnection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=d32e99ce1f4ffb30&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the30centconnection.blogspot.com/feeds/1827150499397689318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3923815416833202744&amp;postID=1827150499397689318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3923815416833202744/posts/default/1827150499397689318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3923815416833202744/posts/default/1827150499397689318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the30centconnection.blogspot.com/2008/07/4th-of-july.html' title='4th of July'/><author><name>Emily Rose Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08927430071364153413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/S1upWrOGC8I/AAAAAAAAAsY/13Xn-nvopd0/S220/DSC02688.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SHFbVByI0nI/AAAAAAAAAOY/iVnh9zE0s3Q/s72-c/100_8990.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3923815416833202744.post-4525940392343106418</id><published>2008-07-06T15:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:56:20.727-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sunny day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outdoor fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='water slide'/><title type='text'>Make-shift fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was a beautiful day today, so i took the boys out to see if we could make a water slide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SHFFM1umywI/AAAAAAAAANQ/YOZVy7HekPY/s1600-h/100_9014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SHFFM1umywI/AAAAAAAAANQ/YOZVy7HekPY/s320/100_9014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220029529982421762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The bottom of the slide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SHFFNRcqXZI/AAAAAAAAANY/xovcEDeNGNY/s1600-h/100_9017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SHFFNRcqXZI/AAAAAAAAANY/xovcEDeNGNY/s320/100_9017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220029537423351186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A poor little Lego man just about to take the plunge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SHFFN5JR93I/AAAAAAAAANg/mIXYL9CYf4c/s1600-h/100_9021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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They absolutely LOVE it! Well this time Isaac didn't want to wait, so he jumped in the laundry basket and I emptied all of the warm clothes onto him. Here are some pictures of him snuggled down in the clean clothes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SGvxu0OSWYI/AAAAAAAAAMg/8cqXEHk6roI/s1600-h/100_8945.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SGvxu0OSWYI/AAAAAAAAAMg/8cqXEHk6roI/s320/100_8945.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218530379833694594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SGvxzI_nVcI/AAAAAAAAAMo/8BnOIhp5DVk/s1600-h/100_8946.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SGvxzI_nVcI/AAAAAAAAAMo/8BnOIhp5DVk/s320/100_8946.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218530454128776642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SGvxzncbAmI/AAAAAAAAAMw/qxk4dAHZU7U/s1600-h/100_8947.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SGvxzncbAmI/AAAAAAAAAMw/qxk4dAHZU7U/s320/100_8947.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218530462302667362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3923815416833202744-8654025555172412979?l=the30centconnection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the30centconnection.blogspot.com/feeds/8654025555172412979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3923815416833202744&amp;postID=8654025555172412979' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3923815416833202744/posts/default/8654025555172412979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3923815416833202744/posts/default/8654025555172412979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the30centconnection.blogspot.com/2008/07/laundry-day.html' title='Laundry Day'/><author><name>Emily Rose Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08927430071364153413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/S1upWrOGC8I/AAAAAAAAAsY/13Xn-nvopd0/S220/DSC02688.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SGvxu0OSWYI/AAAAAAAAAMg/8cqXEHk6roI/s72-c/100_8945.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3923815416833202744.post-1095356829884168692</id><published>2008-06-22T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:56:21.389-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First day of summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What a wonderful Sunday it was! I was able to get a lot done outside, we had my dad and brother Joel over for dinner, we ate toasted marshmallows by the fire afterwards, they left, then this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SF8JK9aYPTI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/Zb4_0hs97rI/s1600-h/100_8960.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SF8JK9aYPTI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/Zb4_0hs97rI/s320/100_8960.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214896977406868786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Underneath the hail was a small pond&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" 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href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=15d4383c7a24c3a8&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=a644ad506f120be&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the30centconnection.blogspot.com/feeds/1095356829884168692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3923815416833202744&amp;postID=1095356829884168692' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3923815416833202744/posts/default/1095356829884168692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3923815416833202744/posts/default/1095356829884168692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the30centconnection.blogspot.com/2008/06/first-day-of-summer.html' title='First day of summer'/><author><name>Emily Rose Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08927430071364153413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/S1upWrOGC8I/AAAAAAAAAsY/13Xn-nvopd0/S220/DSC02688.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SF8JK9aYPTI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/Zb4_0hs97rI/s72-c/100_8960.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3923815416833202744.post-6582322463919747505</id><published>2008-06-21T15:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:56:21.503-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Annabelle and "Grampa Kenny"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I saw this picture on Judy's blog, and it was SOOOO adorable I just had to steal it and put it on our blog! Sorry Judy. Do I have to buy the legal rights to take it? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grandpa Kenny and Annabelle at Uncle Joel's baseball game today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SF2GmOb2xMI/AAAAAAAAAMI/lFF_Ggq0wCI/s1600-h/DSC04631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SF2GmOb2xMI/AAAAAAAAAMI/lFF_Ggq0wCI/s320/DSC04631.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214471934832985282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3923815416833202744-6582322463919747505?l=the30centconnection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the30centconnection.blogspot.com/feeds/6582322463919747505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3923815416833202744&amp;postID=6582322463919747505' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3923815416833202744/posts/default/6582322463919747505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3923815416833202744/posts/default/6582322463919747505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the30centconnection.blogspot.com/2008/06/annabelle-and-grampa-kenny.html' title='Annabelle and &quot;Grampa Kenny&quot;'/><author><name>Emily Rose Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08927430071364153413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/S1upWrOGC8I/AAAAAAAAAsY/13Xn-nvopd0/S220/DSC02688.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SF2GmOb2xMI/AAAAAAAAAMI/lFF_Ggq0wCI/s72-c/DSC04631.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3923815416833202744.post-50266514863908403</id><published>2008-06-17T06:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:56:22.853-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fathers Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a wonderful Fathers Day this year. Here are some of the pictures we took. Seth and Annabelle weren't feeling that great, but grandma and grandpa said they didn't mind if they caught whatever the kids had, so we continued with our plans. We went to Ken and Judy's for lunch and fun in the sun, and mud. You'll see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you Ken and Judy for raising such a wonderful man to be the dad of my 3 ( soon to be 4 ) precious children.&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;                                             Jason holding Annie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SFfDU_eXH5I/AAAAAAAAAMA/f2cs37azF78/s1600-h/DSC04532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SFfDU_eXH5I/AAAAAAAAAMA/f2cs37azF78/s320/DSC04532.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212849859108216722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                          &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                     The kids snacking on cheerios.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SFfCnq50dLI/AAAAAAAAAL4/S2gFk6PjbDU/s1600-h/DSC04571.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SFfCnq50dLI/AAAAAAAAAL4/S2gFk6PjbDU/s320/DSC04571.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212849080492127410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;             The highlight of Jason's day. He took the quad through&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;             the huge mud puddles at the back of the property...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SFfA8s0lfZI/AAAAAAAAALQ/JSHz5YdzQQY/s1600-h/DSC04549.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SFfA8s0lfZI/AAAAAAAAALQ/JSHz5YdzQQY/s320/DSC04549.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212847242761043346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                               and got Joel soaked!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                       ( watch the clip at the bottom of the post)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SFfA9G7nw1I/AAAAAAAAALY/THecZSGzRAI/s1600-h/DSC04546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SFfA9G7nw1I/AAAAAAAAALY/THecZSGzRAI/s320/DSC04546.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212847249769874258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                         &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                         Then he came in and tried to kiss me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SFfA9idOk-I/AAAAAAAAALg/Vqc_AdqDTAk/s1600-h/DSC04559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SFfA9idOk-I/AAAAAAAAALg/Vqc_AdqDTAk/s320/DSC04559.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212847257158587362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                    Seth enjoying some ice cream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SFfA-s8V3LI/AAAAAAAAALo/En36KMkZvfM/s1600-h/DSC04573.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SFfA-s8V3LI/AAAAAAAAALo/En36KMkZvfM/s320/DSC04573.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212847277153311922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                      Poor little Annie. 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/S1upWrOGC8I/AAAAAAAAAsY/13Xn-nvopd0/S220/DSC02688.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SFfDU_eXH5I/AAAAAAAAAMA/f2cs37azF78/s72-c/DSC04532.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3923815416833202744.post-857866056992910324</id><published>2008-06-10T10:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:56:23.078-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Comforting Big Brother?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SE65TCl6SEI/AAAAAAAAAKg/WnRW1smKrB4/s1600-h/100_8911.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SE65TCl6SEI/AAAAAAAAAKg/WnRW1smKrB4/s320/100_8911.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210305555678775362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day Isaac was sent to the corner, and Annabelle was playing in the kitchen and happened to notice him standing there. I don't know if she wanted to do it too because it looked fun, or if she realized he was sad and needed some moral support. Something I'm told I would do when I was little and my sisters were sent to the corner.&lt;br /&gt;Either way, it was just so adorable I had to share it with you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3923815416833202744-857866056992910324?l=the30centconnection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the30centconnection.blogspot.com/feeds/857866056992910324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3923815416833202744&amp;postID=857866056992910324' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3923815416833202744/posts/default/857866056992910324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3923815416833202744/posts/default/857866056992910324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the30centconnection.blogspot.com/2008/06/comforting-big-brother.html' title='Comforting Big Brother?'/><author><name>Emily Rose Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08927430071364153413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/S1upWrOGC8I/AAAAAAAAAsY/13Xn-nvopd0/S220/DSC02688.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SE65TCl6SEI/AAAAAAAAAKg/WnRW1smKrB4/s72-c/100_8911.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3923815416833202744.post-8751512146549949817</id><published>2008-06-06T18:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:56:23.406-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lemon Heaven</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SEx3apDZNsI/AAAAAAAAAKY/zwQiv75YuTU/s1600-h/100_8918.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SEx3apDZNsI/AAAAAAAAAKY/zwQiv75YuTU/s320/100_8918.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209670168541214402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SExL0gpFhsI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/kL5Q5RDEAc4/s1600-h/100_8919.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SExL0gpFhsI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/kL5Q5RDEAc4/s320/100_8919.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209622234448365250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite things about the onset of summer is the lemon. As soon as the warm weather hits, I try to keep lemons around for different recipes. I must admit I've been going a little crazy with the lemons lately. There is something about the fresh tartness, and the sunny, bright, yellow color that makes them perfect for zesting up any recipe. I've been making lemon herb rice, lemon chicken, homemade lemon bars, lemon jello cake, lemon-berry muffins, freshly squeezed lemonade,( good thing my family likes lemon also) but yesterday morning I came up with something that I'm going to name, Lemon Heaven. Seriously. When you take the first bite,  you will think you died and went to heaven. And when you take the last bite you will wish you had more room in your stomach.&lt;div&gt;I took a regular crepe recipe and tweeked it a little, then I came up with a filling, and a glaze. I didn't really measure anything as I was making the filling or glaze, so I put down the measurements as well as I could remember them. If they don't come out perfect, I'm sorry. Maybe you can just come over for breakfast sometime and I will make them for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crepes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 1/2 cups all purpose flour&lt;br /&gt;1 Tbs. sugar&lt;br /&gt;1/2 tsp. baking powder&lt;br /&gt;1/2 tsp. salt&lt;br /&gt;2 cups milk&lt;br /&gt;2 Tbs. butter melted&lt;br /&gt;1 tsp. lemon extract&lt;br /&gt;2 large eggs&lt;br /&gt;zest from 1 lemon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Mix flour, sugar, baking powder and salt in medium bowl.&lt;br /&gt;Stir in remaining ingredients. Beat with hand beater until smooth.&lt;br /&gt;-Lightly butter 8 to 12 inch skillet. Heat over medium heat until bubbly.&lt;br /&gt;-For each crepe, pour scant 1/2 cup batter into skillet. Immediately rotate skillet until thin film covers bottom. Cook until light brown. Run wide spatula around edge to loosen; turn and cook other side until light brown.&lt;br /&gt;-Stack crepes, placing placing waxed paper between each one, and keep covered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Filling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 1/2 pkg. cream cheese&lt;br /&gt;1 tsp. real vanilla extract&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup powdered sugar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mix in bowl until smooth. Spread thinly over each crepe. Roll crepes thin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glaze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;juice from 2 lemons, strained&lt;br /&gt;zest from 1 lemon&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup sugar&lt;br /&gt;1 cup cold water&lt;br /&gt;2 Tbs. cornstarch&lt;br /&gt;1 or 2 drops yellow food coloring ( optional )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Combine first 3 ingredients in a small saucepan. Begin heating over&lt;br /&gt;medium high heat. Whisk water with the cornstarch and add to&lt;br /&gt;lemon mixture whisking lightly to mix. When mixture begins to thicken,&lt;br /&gt;remove from heat and cool for a few minutes. Add food coloring (if desired) and stir. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Drizzle over filled crepes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&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;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/3923815416833202744-8751512146549949817?l=the30centconnection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the30centconnection.blogspot.com/feeds/8751512146549949817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3923815416833202744&amp;postID=8751512146549949817' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3923815416833202744/posts/default/8751512146549949817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3923815416833202744/posts/default/8751512146549949817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the30centconnection.blogspot.com/2008/06/lemon-heaven.html' title='Lemon Heaven'/><author><name>Emily Rose Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08927430071364153413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/S1upWrOGC8I/AAAAAAAAAsY/13Xn-nvopd0/S220/DSC02688.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SEx3apDZNsI/AAAAAAAAAKY/zwQiv75YuTU/s72-c/100_8918.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3923815416833202744.post-4857793779000918847</id><published>2008-06-01T07:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T07:30:04.248-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Annabelles first steps</title><content type='html'>Yepp, it finally happened. After 14 long months, those legs are stretched out enough to actually do some work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a4621747f68fef8a" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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href='http://the30centconnection.blogspot.com/feeds/4857793779000918847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3923815416833202744&amp;postID=4857793779000918847' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3923815416833202744/posts/default/4857793779000918847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3923815416833202744/posts/default/4857793779000918847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the30centconnection.blogspot.com/2008/06/annabelles-first-steps.html' title='Annabelles first steps'/><author><name>Emily Rose Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08927430071364153413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/S1upWrOGC8I/AAAAAAAAAsY/13Xn-nvopd0/S220/DSC02688.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3923815416833202744.post-3782364629023424813</id><published>2008-05-28T20:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T20:18:46.049-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pop Goes the Weasel(s)</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-7d5b8452b240157e" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=7d5b8452b240157e&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the30centconnection.blogspot.com/feeds/3782364629023424813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3923815416833202744&amp;postID=3782364629023424813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3923815416833202744/posts/default/3782364629023424813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3923815416833202744/posts/default/3782364629023424813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the30centconnection.blogspot.com/2008/05/pop-goes-weasels.html' title='Pop Goes the Weasel(s)'/><author><name>Emily Rose Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08927430071364153413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/S1upWrOGC8I/AAAAAAAAAsY/13Xn-nvopd0/S220/DSC02688.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3923815416833202744.post-2312004468053227602</id><published>2008-05-25T16:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:56:24.401-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Painting Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The other day the boys were bored with everything "fun" in the house, so I got out the paints.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SDn7qVAR_ZI/AAAAAAAAAKI/tc3HS-KwwJo/s1600-h/100_8827.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SDn7qVAR_ZI/AAAAAAAAAKI/tc3HS-KwwJo/s320/100_8827.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204467549014719890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Notice how they started out with nice, bright colors that were separated?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SDn7XFAR_VI/AAAAAAAAAJo/ISSSMTs6WTQ/s1600-h/100_8828.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SDn7XFAR_VI/AAAAAAAAAJo/ISSSMTs6WTQ/s320/100_8828.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204467218302238034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;          Annie was very intrigued with the whole process.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Soon she wanted to join in also.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SDn7XlAR_WI/AAAAAAAAAJw/2MEWL5h7J94/s1600-h/100_8829.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SDn7XlAR_WI/AAAAAAAAAJw/2MEWL5h7J94/s320/100_8829.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204467226892172642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She was content to just hold a paint brush though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SDn7X1AR_XI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/q5iYPSGjo-E/s1600-h/100_8831.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SDn7X1AR_XI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/q5iYPSGjo-E/s320/100_8831.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204467231187139954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Soon enough she will be slopping around in the paint with her brothers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SDn7YFAR_YI/AAAAAAAAAKA/qL8wKUk4L1A/s1600-h/100_8833.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SDn7YFAR_YI/AAAAAAAAAKA/qL8wKUk4L1A/s320/100_8833.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204467235482107266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh, I forgot to take pictures of the finished product, but just imagine large dried mounds of grayish, brown paint on white paper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3923815416833202744-2312004468053227602?l=the30centconnection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the30centconnection.blogspot.com/feeds/2312004468053227602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3923815416833202744&amp;postID=2312004468053227602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3923815416833202744/posts/default/2312004468053227602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3923815416833202744/posts/default/2312004468053227602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the30centconnection.blogspot.com/2008/05/painting-day.html' title='Painting Day'/><author><name>Emily Rose Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08927430071364153413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/S1upWrOGC8I/AAAAAAAAAsY/13Xn-nvopd0/S220/DSC02688.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SDn7qVAR_ZI/AAAAAAAAAKI/tc3HS-KwwJo/s72-c/100_8827.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3923815416833202744.post-50115169792116605</id><published>2008-05-23T20:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:56:24.612-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Chicken</title><content type='html'>Im sure you can remember a toy that was so special to you when you were a child. Something that you spent hours with, and gives you warm fuzzy feelings every time you remember it. Well, that happened tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   We were visiting my parents this afternoon, flying kites, sitting out in the lawn, enjoying each others company, when Isaac asks if he can go into the basement. “you have never been in the basement?” I ask. “nope, never” he replied. Now you must also remember the excitement of being a child and exploring grandma and grandpas basement, attic, or garage. So this must have been a treat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I immediately showed him the storm cellar, the “dungeon” we used to call it, where we kept all of the canned goods and stuff that we never wanted to see again, seeing that that was probably the coolest place of all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Nope, he wanted to explore everything. So we did. Digging through old books and toys, we found the greatest one of all. The ever so loved Lite-Brite. An immediate rush of sentimentality ran through my veins as I picked up that black and white box with the clown face pegged into the black paper. I opened it, and lifted that dusty piece of my childhood out of the box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;                                            Isaac immediately wanted to try it, and so we did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SDeQ01AR_UI/AAAAAAAAAJg/ygC9knEmtWM/s1600-h/100_8868.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SDeQ01AR_UI/AAAAAAAAAJg/ygC9knEmtWM/s320/100_8868.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203787131705752898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Ahh yes, the chicken. What a lovely creature. At first we didn’t know whether to put the pink, or purple pegs where the letter P was, but found out that it didn’t matter. The toy was meant for a child’s imagination. To me, the chicken looked like some creature you would see on some packaging from China, but to a child, it was the greatest chicken that had ever been brought to life. He was so proud of it, even though I had to “help” him, because surely he couldn’t do it on his own right? I mean, I was just being a good dad by setting an example of how the pegs fit into the holes right? What kind of father would I be if I didn’t play with his toys with him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Regardless, sometimes we as adults lose vision, creativeness, imagination..&lt;br /&gt;I am just glad we have children to remind us that sometimes we can let go of our seriousness and adult reality and enjoy chickens with pink tails and purple heads.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3923815416833202744-50115169792116605?l=the30centconnection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the30centconnection.blogspot.com/feeds/50115169792116605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3923815416833202744&amp;postID=50115169792116605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3923815416833202744/posts/default/50115169792116605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3923815416833202744/posts/default/50115169792116605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the30centconnection.blogspot.com/2008/05/chicken.html' title='The Chicken'/><author><name>Emily Rose Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08927430071364153413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/S1upWrOGC8I/AAAAAAAAAsY/13Xn-nvopd0/S220/DSC02688.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SDeQ01AR_UI/AAAAAAAAAJg/ygC9knEmtWM/s72-c/100_8868.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3923815416833202744.post-1253949900357086558</id><published>2008-05-21T15:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T17:14:00.072-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holy Spirit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Presence'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ignorance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='athiest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christ'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christianinty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='discernmint'/><title type='text'>It Baffles Me</title><content type='html'>It baffles me sometimes to read what people actually believe. I stumbled across an atheists blog  post today, and for clarification purposes, here is the link if you wish to be annoyed by peoples ignorance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://healyhatman.blogspot.com/2008/05/how-do-christians.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, the comments by “Jason” are left by myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, I don’t understand atheism. How can you choose not to believe in a higher being other than yourself? Any higher being for that matter, let alone the Creator of the universe and all that is in it?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been trying to distance myself from what I might see as unfruitful discussions, but this one I could not stay away from. This person claims to be an atheist, and yet picks apart the Bible like it was some fallible piece of poorly written fiction. AND, this writer claimed that he respects the “Word of God”, but what he is saying makes no sense. And here is why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For someone to claim to be an atheist, but acknowledge the Word of God and claim to actually understand certain parables of Christ is impossible. I believe true interpretation and Biblical discernment can only be found through the Holy Spirit, which is Given to us when we are saved, which this atheist is obviously not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would be like saying you understand a car by only reading bits and parts of the user manual. This we all know is impossible. You have to feel the car as it is driven. You need to be acquainted with it. Then the manual will make sense. So for one who is not saved and does not have the Holy Spirit, it is impossible and foolish for them to try and discuss Biblical matters seeing that they have no divine revelation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You need to feel the Holy Spirits presence in you to make any accurate conclusions about Gods Word. Without it, it is not meant for you. (yet) And you will understand nothing. Well, you will be able to understand one thing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that is that God sent His son Jesus to this earth to die for our sins, and it is only by accepting His command in our lives and admitting that we are sinners and are in need of a Savior, and through Him will have eternal life.&lt;br /&gt;It takes faith though, and this atheist has none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you ever do encounter an atheist who tries to tell you that the Bible is mistaken and erroneous, explain to them that  they have not a clue as to what they are talking about. Or if you know a foreign language, just start talking to them in it and see if they understand that as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts for the night..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3923815416833202744-1253949900357086558?l=the30centconnection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the30centconnection.blogspot.com/feeds/1253949900357086558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3923815416833202744&amp;postID=1253949900357086558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3923815416833202744/posts/default/1253949900357086558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3923815416833202744/posts/default/1253949900357086558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the30centconnection.blogspot.com/2008/05/it-baffles-me.html' title='It Baffles Me'/><author><name>Emily Rose Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08927430071364153413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/S1upWrOGC8I/AAAAAAAAAsY/13Xn-nvopd0/S220/DSC02688.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3923815416833202744.post-4100312733156440026</id><published>2008-05-12T18:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:56:26.475-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Mothers Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After church we had a quick lunch with Ken and Judy before they headed off to see Grandma Hopkins. We then went to my sister Sarah's house where we had a large Mother's Day celebration. My 2 sisters and their families were there along with our mom, of course, and my sister Sarah's mother-in-law Dorothy and husband Rich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Not only did we celebrate Mother's Day, we celebrated 3 mid-May birthdays in our family!&lt;br /&gt;It was a very fun day. Here are some of the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                                     Me with my 3 sweeties, Isaac, Seth and Annabelle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SCj-TXNYOVI/AAAAAAAAAIo/ocHIo2bld5I/s1600-h/100_8780.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SCj-TXNYOVI/AAAAAAAAAIo/ocHIo2bld5I/s320/100_8780.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199685378400336210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                          My mom with her 3 sweeties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SCj-UHNYOWI/AAAAAAAAAIw/DHFCgV175cc/s1600-h/100_8775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SCj-UHNYOWI/AAAAAAAAAIw/DHFCgV175cc/s320/100_8775.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199685391285238114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                  My sister Sarah with her 3 daughters, Silvia, Abigail, and &lt;div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;                                               Esther, and mother-in-law Dorothy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SCj-UnNYOXI/AAAAAAAAAI4/axh6jcU7qKg/s1600-h/100_8787.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SCj-UnNYOXI/AAAAAAAAAI4/axh6jcU7qKg/s320/100_8787.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199685399875172722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                              My sister Julie and her baby boy Joshua. Her first Mother's&lt;br /&gt;                                                               Day as a mother!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SCj-U3NYOYI/AAAAAAAAAJA/KsxSWPHSnUE/s1600-h/100_8783.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SCj-U3NYOYI/AAAAAAAAAJA/KsxSWPHSnUE/s320/100_8783.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199685404170140034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                    Family pictures usually look pretty nice, but getting&lt;br /&gt;                                    everything, and everybody coordinated can get pretty&lt;br /&gt;                                  hectic and stressful right? This is what it really looked like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SCj-VnNYOZI/AAAAAAAAAJI/zA4C_OvY5D8/s1600-h/100_8778.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SCj-VnNYOZI/AAAAAAAAAJI/zA4C_OvY5D8/s320/100_8778.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199685417055041938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                    Sarah delighted us with a homemade, black forest cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SCj9E3NYOQI/AAAAAAAAAIA/MdULu-9t7yQ/s1600-h/100_8753.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SCj9E3NYOQI/AAAAAAAAAIA/MdULu-9t7yQ/s320/100_8753.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199684029780605186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                         Here were the 3 birthday people. Julie, Julie's husband Keith, and Abigail (far      right).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SCj9FHNYORI/AAAAAAAAAII/cfso7AxDnt8/s1600-h/100_8755.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SCj9FHNYORI/AAAAAAAAAII/cfso7AxDnt8/s320/100_8755.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199684034075572498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;       Pretty little Annie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SCj9FnNYOSI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/pO7KW43TIfw/s1600-h/100_8763.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SCj9FnNYOSI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/pO7KW43TIfw/s320/100_8763.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199684042665507106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;     My nephew  Joshua Terwilliger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                                                                 He is so so so adorable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SCj9F3NYOTI/AAAAAAAAAIY/KLakw8scKrI/s1600-h/100_8764.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SCj9F3NYOTI/AAAAAAAAAIY/KLakw8scKrI/s320/100_8764.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199684046960474418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                               And new for this Mother's day, a glimpse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;   of baby number four, for Jason and I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SCj9GHNYOUI/AAAAAAAAAIg/7mlFcGu0-zs/s1600-h/100_8788.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SCj9GHNYOUI/AAAAAAAAAIg/7mlFcGu0-zs/s320/100_8788.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199684051255441730" border="0" /&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/3923815416833202744-4100312733156440026?l=the30centconnection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the30centconnection.blogspot.com/feeds/4100312733156440026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3923815416833202744&amp;postID=4100312733156440026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3923815416833202744/posts/default/4100312733156440026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3923815416833202744/posts/default/4100312733156440026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the30centconnection.blogspot.com/2008/05/our-mothers-day.html' title='Our Mothers Day'/><author><name>Emily Rose Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08927430071364153413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/S1upWrOGC8I/AAAAAAAAAsY/13Xn-nvopd0/S220/DSC02688.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SCj-TXNYOVI/AAAAAAAAAIo/ocHIo2bld5I/s72-c/100_8780.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3923815416833202744.post-3935754907349259900</id><published>2008-05-04T15:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:56:27.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Little Herbavors</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;       Whenever I prepare fresh broccoli, Isaac and Seth always ask&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;         to chomp on the stalk. I don't know if I should be worried, or&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;        feel blessed to have children who love vegetables so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SB455nriGdI/AAAAAAAAAEg/UjzXia3pWNY/s1600-h/100_8698.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SB455nriGdI/AAAAAAAAAEg/UjzXia3pWNY/s320/100_8698.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196654682099030482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;    Isaac's almost done with his.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SB456XriGeI/AAAAAAAAAEo/lRZIzCWurbI/s1600-h/100_8702.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SB456XriGeI/AAAAAAAAAEo/lRZIzCWurbI/s320/100_8702.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196654694983932386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Seth isn't so sure if he wants to finish his.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SB4563riGfI/AAAAAAAAAEw/kEHJmZoRbKY/s1600-h/100_8704.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SB4563riGfI/AAAAAAAAAEw/kEHJmZoRbKY/s320/100_8704.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196654703573866994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;   Annabelle's first time with a broccoli stalk.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She liked it so much, she cried when I tried to take it away. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SB457HriGgI/AAAAAAAAAE4/c8GC4VCEsSE/s1600-h/100_8701.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SB457HriGgI/AAAAAAAAAE4/c8GC4VCEsSE/s320/100_8701.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196654707868834306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Not much around here goes to waste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;   We don't even need a dog! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3923815416833202744-3935754907349259900?l=the30centconnection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the30centconnection.blogspot.com/feeds/3935754907349259900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3923815416833202744&amp;postID=3935754907349259900' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3923815416833202744/posts/default/3935754907349259900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3923815416833202744/posts/default/3935754907349259900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the30centconnection.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-little-herbavors.html' title='My Little Herbavors'/><author><name>Emily Rose Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08927430071364153413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/S1upWrOGC8I/AAAAAAAAAsY/13Xn-nvopd0/S220/DSC02688.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SB455nriGdI/AAAAAAAAAEg/UjzXia3pWNY/s72-c/100_8698.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3923815416833202744.post-6715897053217450276</id><published>2008-04-29T19:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:56:27.594-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good night</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SBfT23riGaI/AAAAAAAAAEI/N-_U9sUgz_Q/s1600-h/100_8690.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SBfT23riGaI/AAAAAAAAAEI/N-_U9sUgz_Q/s320/100_8690.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194853634808093090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                            I just love watching our children while they sleep.&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;           Here are some adorable pictures we took while they were sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SBfT3HriGbI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/-IKHFIO_QS4/s1600-h/100_8693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SBfT3HriGbI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/-IKHFIO_QS4/s320/100_8693.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194853639103060402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SBfT3XriGcI/AAAAAAAAAEY/vvsnzDopTsY/s1600-h/100_8685.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SBfT3XriGcI/AAAAAAAAAEY/vvsnzDopTsY/s320/100_8685.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194853643398027714" /&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/3923815416833202744-6715897053217450276?l=the30centconnection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the30centconnection.blogspot.com/feeds/6715897053217450276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3923815416833202744&amp;postID=6715897053217450276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3923815416833202744/posts/default/6715897053217450276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3923815416833202744/posts/default/6715897053217450276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the30centconnection.blogspot.com/2008/04/good-night.html' title='Good night'/><author><name>Emily Rose Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08927430071364153413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/S1upWrOGC8I/AAAAAAAAAsY/13Xn-nvopd0/S220/DSC02688.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SBfT23riGaI/AAAAAAAAAEI/N-_U9sUgz_Q/s72-c/100_8690.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3923815416833202744.post-5565407057016956707</id><published>2008-04-24T09:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T09:47:51.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Interpretations</title><content type='html'>We were driving back from church yesterday, and our firstborn Isaac looked out the window and saw something cool. "Look mamma, look at that cool thing!"&lt;div&gt;Now Seth, our second child, is always mimicking Isaac, and so he immediately adds to Isaac's observance "Cold mamma, that thing is cold!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love kids&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/3923815416833202744-5565407057016956707?l=the30centconnection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the30centconnection.blogspot.com/feeds/5565407057016956707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3923815416833202744&amp;postID=5565407057016956707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3923815416833202744/posts/default/5565407057016956707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3923815416833202744/posts/default/5565407057016956707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the30centconnection.blogspot.com/2008/04/interpretations.html' title='Interpretations'/><author><name>Emily Rose Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08927430071364153413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/S1upWrOGC8I/AAAAAAAAAsY/13Xn-nvopd0/S220/DSC02688.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3923815416833202744.post-4290113757447332151</id><published>2008-04-18T20:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T17:14:55.165-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What do People See in YOU</title><content type='html'>Wherever you may work, or whatever you associate yourself with, you are a representative of that. Whether you may like it or not. Working in retail, I represent the store I work for. Chances are, if I am kind to someone, and they know where I work, they will be more likely to go there next time they require our businesses services. &lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Now, ask yourself this. If you are a Christian, are you making God inviting to others? Do you dote on Him? Are you proud of calling yourself a Christian? Can you prove it? Do you talk about Him wherever you go? Can you say that you have written about Him? Do you talk about Him to your friends? Do your children see a Godly example in you? Do they see you read your Bible? Do they hear you pray? Is there something totally different about you that makes people wonder who you are following? Or are you just trying to fit in. Trying to be cool so people will feel comfortable around you. Trying not to offend anyone or make them feel bad about their sin. Riding the fence. Feeling luke warm. Being an idealist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Lets make sure we do not become calloused to the world, and just slip through life without making a difference. And if it is your desire to make a difference, then do it for God! And let people know that is it for God! When you boast a random act of kindness without giving God the credit, then you will be perceived as doing this act for self gratification. Do it for God, and your rewards will be eternal. Be a light unto the world. Show Gods love, but tell others about Him also, and why you are showing love. Talk about Him in your daily lives. Surround yourselves with people who are a positive influence on you and your children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Dont just be hearers of the word, but &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;doers&lt;/span&gt; as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3923815416833202744-4290113757447332151?l=the30centconnection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the30centconnection.blogspot.com/feeds/4290113757447332151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3923815416833202744&amp;postID=4290113757447332151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3923815416833202744/posts/default/4290113757447332151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3923815416833202744/posts/default/4290113757447332151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the30centconnection.blogspot.com/2008/04/what-do-people-see-in-you_18.html' title='What do People See in YOU'/><author><name>Emily Rose Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08927430071364153413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/S1upWrOGC8I/AAAAAAAAAsY/13Xn-nvopd0/S220/DSC02688.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3923815416833202744.post-2721838959782324581</id><published>2008-04-15T19:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:56:28.023-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How we spent our day today</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What a wonderful day to be outside!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SAVs92pXNYI/AAAAAAAAAC8/RFy92bxWz8w/s1600-h/100_8634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SAVs92pXNYI/AAAAAAAAAC8/RFy92bxWz8w/s320/100_8634.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189673955511186818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;Isaac raking leaves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SAVs-WpXNZI/AAAAAAAAADE/C2xuecVub2E/s1600-h/100_8629.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SAVs-WpXNZI/AAAAAAAAADE/C2xuecVub2E/s320/100_8629.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189673964101121426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Annie singing in the sunshine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SAVs_GpXNaI/AAAAAAAAADM/_bobtchrsx8/s1600-h/100_8631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SAVs_GpXNaI/AAAAAAAAADM/_bobtchrsx8/s320/100_8631.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189673976986023330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Seth swinging on his swing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3923815416833202744-2721838959782324581?l=the30centconnection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the30centconnection.blogspot.com/feeds/2721838959782324581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3923815416833202744&amp;postID=2721838959782324581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3923815416833202744/posts/default/2721838959782324581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3923815416833202744/posts/default/2721838959782324581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the30centconnection.blogspot.com/2008/04/how-we-spent-our-day-today_15.html' title='How we spent our day today'/><author><name>Emily Rose Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08927430071364153413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/S1upWrOGC8I/AAAAAAAAAsY/13Xn-nvopd0/S220/DSC02688.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SAVs92pXNYI/AAAAAAAAAC8/RFy92bxWz8w/s72-c/100_8634.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3923815416833202744.post-5682436087112735562</id><published>2008-04-13T17:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:56:28.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We're such awful parents</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SAKqNGpXNSI/AAAAAAAAACA/XvkY0qBC89o/s1600-h/100_8484.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SAKqNGpXNSI/AAAAAAAAACA/XvkY0qBC89o/s320/100_8484.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188896862783354146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Annabelle's only vegetable intake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SAKpdmpXNRI/AAAAAAAAAB4/uXWJOngG4Xk/s1600-h/100_8593.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SAKpdmpXNRI/AAAAAAAAAB4/uXWJOngG4Xk/s320/100_8593.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188896046739567890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Here Isaac, let me help you over the railing"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SAKo8WpXNQI/AAAAAAAAABw/u73L9X-j5iY/s1600-h/100_8627.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SAKo8WpXNQI/AAAAAAAAABw/u73L9X-j5iY/s320/100_8627.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188895475508917506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Isaac crying because we told him he had to eat his peas before he could have a cookie! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3923815416833202744-5682436087112735562?l=the30centconnection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the30centconnection.blogspot.com/feeds/5682436087112735562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3923815416833202744&amp;postID=5682436087112735562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3923815416833202744/posts/default/5682436087112735562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3923815416833202744/posts/default/5682436087112735562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the30centconnection.blogspot.com/2008/04/were-such-awful-parents.html' title='We&apos;re such awful parents'/><author><name>Emily Rose Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08927430071364153413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/S1upWrOGC8I/AAAAAAAAAsY/13Xn-nvopd0/S220/DSC02688.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SAKqNGpXNSI/AAAAAAAAACA/XvkY0qBC89o/s72-c/100_8484.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3923815416833202744.post-8905927894872294289</id><published>2008-04-13T10:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:56:28.677-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Please don't grow up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SAJJAmpXNPI/AAAAAAAAABo/dvpSTByGs0E/s1600-h/100_8625.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SAJJAmpXNPI/AAAAAAAAABo/dvpSTByGs0E/s320/100_8625.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188789995407095026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Dear Annabelle, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Please never grow up. Please never get married. Please never change. Stay this little joyful girl that you are now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I am trying to remind myself that this has been done before. Proud fathers have let go of their children to the world and have hoped that their teachings have made a impact in their lives. But how hard is it!? I am trying to prepare myself for that day when little Annie brings that boy to the door for me to meet. I will be carving a steak, or dressing a deer. There will be blood on my apron and a knife in my hand. As I open the door, I will greet Annabelle with a kiss, and immediately look at the poor sap and gruffly ask him to enter. After dinner, I will suggest that we go out target practicing deep into the woods. I will sling my 30-30 around my shoulder, clip my 45 colt revolver to my belt, and put my taurus 38 special in my pocket. I will then tell the young man to wait here while I get something special for him. I will then proceed to the basement, where I pull a cap gun out of a toy box, and hand it to him with a half crazed look on my face while I gently say "bang".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I could go on and on, and we all know that this will probably never happen. But all fathers have had to have dreamt up situations like this from one time to another. It is how we cope. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Im sure this young man will be a Godly man who will provide for my daughter, and will raise a family with good values and morals. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; I am hoping anyways. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jason&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&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/3923815416833202744-8905927894872294289?l=the30centconnection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the30centconnection.blogspot.com/feeds/8905927894872294289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3923815416833202744&amp;postID=8905927894872294289' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3923815416833202744/posts/default/8905927894872294289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3923815416833202744/posts/default/8905927894872294289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the30centconnection.blogspot.com/2008/04/please-dont-grow-up.html' title='Please don&apos;t grow up'/><author><name>Emily Rose Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08927430071364153413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/S1upWrOGC8I/AAAAAAAAAsY/13Xn-nvopd0/S220/DSC02688.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/SAJJAmpXNPI/AAAAAAAAABo/dvpSTByGs0E/s72-c/100_8625.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3923815416833202744.post-7715674036388883520</id><published>2008-04-10T17:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:56:28.851-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its a matter of perspective</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/R_6rzaYfVUI/AAAAAAAAAAg/iHXITHyw2kI/s1600-h/100_8200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/R_6rzaYfVUI/AAAAAAAAAAg/iHXITHyw2kI/s320/100_8200.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187772720521106754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Lately I have been trying to see things from other perspectives, one of them being from my child's. I have been slowing my temper, and learning to be patient and see things as they see them. We as parents are giants. Huge walking, booming, banging, towering giants. We give them orders, and expect them to follow them to the letter. And if they don't, there will be consequences. Kind of intimidating huh? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;When we speak to our children, it MUST be in kindness and love. We cannot shut them out and treat them like they are of no concern to us. That is devastating to them. Imagine your greatest role model of all time looking at you and brushing you off like you were of no concern to them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;We need to make time to be with our children. We need to encourage them, answer their questions, show concern for their little child problems and praise them for their little child accomplishments. Our pastor has said in past sermons "if you do not raise your children, then someone or something else will". It may be their teachers, their friends, the television, their own minds!  It will be someone other than their role model parent. And then before you know it, that new thing will be their new role model. They will took to it for their concerns, questions, and even joyous moments. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Think about how Jesus treats us. Think about how inviting His arms are! We can go to Him with every little nagging question and every concern on our little human hearts. He will never slam the door on us. He will never be too busy for our needs. We as parents need to pray for Godly wisdom in raising our children to be little Christians, ready and willing to serve Him wherever they are called. For thats it what we are on this earth to do. To serve to the best of our ability for His glory. If we can be daily role models of selflessness and serve to the best of our ability in everything, even if we feel we are above it, we need to, and in doing this we will prepare these little minds for a God loving and God serving future. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trusting in Him, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jason&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3923815416833202744-7715674036388883520?l=the30centconnection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the30centconnection.blogspot.com/feeds/7715674036388883520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3923815416833202744&amp;postID=7715674036388883520' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3923815416833202744/posts/default/7715674036388883520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3923815416833202744/posts/default/7715674036388883520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the30centconnection.blogspot.com/2008/04/its-matter-of-perspective.html' title='Its a matter of perspective'/><author><name>Emily Rose Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08927430071364153413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/S1upWrOGC8I/AAAAAAAAAsY/13Xn-nvopd0/S220/DSC02688.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/R_6rzaYfVUI/AAAAAAAAAAg/iHXITHyw2kI/s72-c/100_8200.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3923815416833202744.post-1923297234286226947</id><published>2008-04-10T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:56:29.100-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Beginnings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/R_4fe6YfVTI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LPpsDYhAHhc/s1600-h/100_8589.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/R_4fe6YfVTI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LPpsDYhAHhc/s320/100_8589.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187618436705899826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A few days ago Isaac came to me and said, "Mommy you have to see the green plants outside!" I mumbled an 'mm hmm', and went about my business, not knowing that my daffodil bulbs had grown 4 inches so far. With 3 small children it's hard to listen, and acknowledge everything that is said during the day. Now I know I should be listening a little more attentively.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As with the coming of Spring, we are starting something new. A blog to bring our family closer to yours.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;We hope to bring you pictures, musings, stories, ramblings, and more every week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3923815416833202744-1923297234286226947?l=the30centconnection.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the30centconnection.blogspot.com/feeds/1923297234286226947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3923815416833202744&amp;postID=1923297234286226947' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3923815416833202744/posts/default/1923297234286226947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3923815416833202744/posts/default/1923297234286226947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the30centconnection.blogspot.com/2008/04/new-beginnings.html' title='New Beginnings'/><author><name>Emily Rose Nichols</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08927430071364153413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/S1upWrOGC8I/AAAAAAAAAsY/13Xn-nvopd0/S220/DSC02688.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BBP31GaXTeQ/R_4fe6YfVTI/AAAAAAAAAAY/LPpsDYhAHhc/s72-c/100_8589.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
