<?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-33452224</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:28:15.331-05:00</updated><category term='Holidays'/><category term='Carver'/><title type='text'>The Hiatt Family</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>The Hiatt Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678431768265684599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzGCYSDODI/AAAAAAAABTk/R6J5U9409t4/S220/DSC06634.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>230</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33452224.post-6394247387282016060</id><published>2009-01-06T21:56:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T22:15:41.488-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Every day I laugh at my children but usually by the end of the day I forget to put their funny antics down on paper.  So here are a few of today's laughs...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On the way to Target: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Mama, have you seen that sign at Target that says "YES running?"&lt;/em&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Clearly she's been told to stop running more than once!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Once we got to Target she insisted on standing instead of sitting:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Springer, the sign (pointing to the attached sticker) says no standing."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Mama, why don't we just put a little piece of paper over the sign?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In the car...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Can I call Pops?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well he's in a meeting right now; what do you need?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I just wanted to see if he wants to get in a row boat with me."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Where are you going in a row boat?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;very matter of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;factly&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;em&gt;"Swimming"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Still in the car....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Let's pray to Pops....dear Pops I just want to thank you so much for my presents.  Thank you for my bike &lt;/em&gt;(and then very much to herself: "&lt;em&gt;Oh, no that's from Kane!"),&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;anyway thank you Pops for my sleeping bag; I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;wuv&lt;/span&gt; it.  Amen.  Thanks Pops.  I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;wuv&lt;/span&gt; you. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;wuv&lt;/span&gt; you Nana.  I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;wuv&lt;/span&gt; you Nonna.  I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;wuv&lt;/span&gt; you Tutu.  I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;wuv&lt;/span&gt; you Kane.  I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;wuv&lt;/span&gt; you Granny. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;wuv&lt;/span&gt; you Daddy."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33452224-6394247387282016060?l=thehiatts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/feeds/6394247387282016060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33452224&amp;postID=6394247387282016060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/6394247387282016060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/6394247387282016060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/2009/01/funny-things.html' title='Funny Things'/><author><name>The Hiatt Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678431768265684599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzGCYSDODI/AAAAAAAABTk/R6J5U9409t4/S220/DSC06634.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33452224.post-6149803045579211663</id><published>2009-01-05T20:39:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T21:15:43.145-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Raleigh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;A trip to Raleigh to see our dear friends the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;McClatchey's&lt;/span&gt; wrapped up our last week of vacation.  Carver and Springer adore every minute they get with Abigail and Sarah Curtis and we all enjoyed meeting sweet baby Will.  While the grown ups caught up (and I snuggled Will) the kids played &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Wii&lt;/span&gt;...for hours.  The next day Carver complained that his arm was sore and it occurred to me that it was due to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Wii&lt;/span&gt; boxing and tennis overload!   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SWK6Wrh2PAI/AAAAAAAAB8M/LTanHyPljUo/s1600-h/DSC09376.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287993811290962946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SWK6Wrh2PAI/AAAAAAAAB8M/LTanHyPljUo/s320/DSC09376.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sarah Curtis and Carver duke it out on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Wii&lt;/span&gt; boxing!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SWK6JiTK6QI/AAAAAAAAB8E/0oU87nvb8Ek/s1600-h/DSC09375.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287993585475184898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SWK6JiTK6QI/AAAAAAAAB8E/0oU87nvb8Ek/s320/DSC09375.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Springer takes after her mama...she was content to just snuggle Will.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At one point she told me "Will just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;WUVS&lt;/span&gt; to sit in my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;wap&lt;/span&gt;."  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I think he agreed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SWK5pQO8tdI/AAAAAAAAB78/lMXBcwFcro4/s1600-h/DSC09387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287993030869824978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SWK5pQO8tdI/AAAAAAAAB78/lMXBcwFcro4/s320/DSC09387.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Little Will could not escape Springer's 'helpfulness'!  Donna sweetly allowed Springer to help feed him...she was thrilled to be the big girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SWK5Yh3va3I/AAAAAAAAB70/u9-iCfHddS8/s1600-h/DSC09394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287992743546547058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SWK5Yh3va3I/AAAAAAAAB70/u9-iCfHddS8/s320/DSC09394.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You should see how many shots it took to get this one!&lt;br /&gt;Carver, Abigail (7 1/2), Will (7 weeks), Sarah Curtis (6) and Springer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SWK42Jl6ZSI/AAAAAAAAB7s/lpbFhB1CX6M/s1600-h/DSC09398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287992152913765666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SWK42Jl6ZSI/AAAAAAAAB7s/lpbFhB1CX6M/s320/DSC09398.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The big kids get a turn with Will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SWK4iEstvxI/AAAAAAAAB7k/isQM4eUxvQs/s1600-h/DSC09399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287991808002735890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SWK4iEstvxI/AAAAAAAAB7k/isQM4eUxvQs/s320/DSC09399.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sweet friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SWK4CiEfL2I/AAAAAAAAB7c/aT554Wg9NII/s1600-h/DSC09406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287991266131259234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SWK4CiEfL2I/AAAAAAAAB7c/aT554Wg9NII/s320/DSC09406.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I still laugh remembering Carver, probably 3 or 4 years ago, saying that Sarah Curtis' beautiful hair was like peanut butter.  He meant it as the greatest of compliments, but we all laughed that he may not win the ladies over with those analogies! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SWK313D86VI/AAAAAAAAB7U/5GQQctziqPA/s1600-h/DSC09404.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287991048427858258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SWK313D86VI/AAAAAAAAB7U/5GQQctziqPA/s320/DSC09404.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A bit b&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;lurry&lt;/span&gt; (thanks to our little photographer) but a shot of the grown ups and Will nonetheless. Old friends who know you well and still love you are rare-these are gems.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33452224-6149803045579211663?l=thehiatts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/feeds/6149803045579211663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33452224&amp;postID=6149803045579211663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/6149803045579211663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/6149803045579211663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/2009/01/raleigh.html' title='Raleigh'/><author><name>The Hiatt Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678431768265684599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzGCYSDODI/AAAAAAAABTk/R6J5U9409t4/S220/DSC06634.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SWK6Wrh2PAI/AAAAAAAAB8M/LTanHyPljUo/s72-c/DSC09376.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33452224.post-3246018543932464481</id><published>2008-12-29T22:10:00.021-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T23:06:42.493-05:00</updated><title type='text'>December Wildness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am still trying to wrap my brain around the fact that Christmas is really over. Each year I feel like the month flies by and this year proved no exception. Despite my best planning and organizing (I ordered my Christmas cards in September!) things snuck up on me. It probably wasn't helped by three trips to the doctor: Springer was diagnosed with 'almost asthma' and had a terrible bout with a cough; Carver came down with a high fever/upper respiratory/ear infection the last week of school and I had a maddening chest cold-even fractured a rib from so much coughing! Add to that a Christmas Open House with 125+ folks dropping in and a quick two day trip to Georgia...well, you get the idea! So in lieu of a daily update all month long let me bring you up to speed with a story in pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SVma131GupI/AAAAAAAAB7M/uUnOwTCVMpc/s1600-h/DSC09099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285425888006421138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SVma131GupI/AAAAAAAAB7M/uUnOwTCVMpc/s320/DSC09099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our month started with lots of coughing and many a late night outside snuggled under quilts.  Those times proved to be good for the lungs and the soul! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SVmaSDogj9I/AAAAAAAAB7E/d4yEl5AlbJw/s1600-h/DSC09098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285425272699523026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SVmaSDogj9I/AAAAAAAAB7E/d4yEl5AlbJw/s320/DSC09098.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh, Christmas tree!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SVmZP4QMM0I/AAAAAAAAB68/IeMhMJGhCS8/s1600-h/DSC09110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285424135773369154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SVmZP4QMM0I/AAAAAAAAB68/IeMhMJGhCS8/s320/DSC09110.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Springer and Mae enjoyed strawberry cake (along with who knows what else they managed to snag from the dessert tables!) at the annual Christmas Open House.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SVmYtJcol3I/AAAAAAAAB60/eR0DhpnYHlg/s1600-h/DSC09133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285423539093542770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SVmYtJcol3I/AAAAAAAAB60/eR0DhpnYHlg/s320/DSC09133.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Springer, Skylar, Ellie, Anna Wade and Abby at Christmas Tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SVmYW5YzfDI/AAAAAAAAB6s/XVs7l8kSZ94/s1600-h/DSC09171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285423156825390130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SVmYW5YzfDI/AAAAAAAAB6s/XVs7l8kSZ94/s320/DSC09171.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Springer's Christmas music at school...they moved around so much that most every picture blurred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SVmYJ9K_hSI/AAAAAAAAB6k/hsU7rMntFFM/s1600-h/DSC09203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285422934502901026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SVmYJ9K_hSI/AAAAAAAAB6k/hsU7rMntFFM/s320/DSC09203.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SVmXm8r4BtI/AAAAAAAAB6c/0iE2kjxWwgc/s1600-h/DSC09210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285422333076965074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SVmXm8r4BtI/AAAAAAAAB6c/0iE2kjxWwgc/s320/DSC09210.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Christmas snuggles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SVmXG2a0X8I/AAAAAAAAB6M/tG6o9Yc9rPQ/s1600-h/DSC09243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285421781638995906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SVmXG2a0X8I/AAAAAAAAB6M/tG6o9Yc9rPQ/s320/DSC09243.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A short trip to Columbus and some ice cream making with Granny and Sara James&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SVmWvpyxBvI/AAAAAAAAB6E/safQabJwrCQ/s1600-h/DSC09267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285421383112787698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SVmWvpyxBvI/AAAAAAAAB6E/safQabJwrCQ/s320/DSC09267.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Back up to Atlanta for Family Christmas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Carver, Smith, Springer, Madison, Isabella and Sara James&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SVmWVkVDmhI/AAAAAAAAB58/xWqK_rjBm3c/s1600-h/DSC09275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285420934969399826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SVmWVkVDmhI/AAAAAAAAB58/xWqK_rjBm3c/s320/DSC09275.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Micah gets some baby love from sweet Smith&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SVmV6li1_XI/AAAAAAAAB50/dlP2nsUQLXc/s1600-h/DSC09283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285420471439195506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SVmV6li1_XI/AAAAAAAAB50/dlP2nsUQLXc/s320/DSC09283.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Children's Christmas Eve service (and party) at Covenant Presbyterian&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SVmVdv5NLdI/AAAAAAAAB5s/B4PePbjjqBc/s1600-h/DSC09287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285419976001138130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SVmVdv5NLdI/AAAAAAAAB5s/B4PePbjjqBc/s320/DSC09287.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mae and Springer as princesses at our Christmas Eve dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SVmVKeRNb9I/AAAAAAAAB5k/yOgmbTAMlbU/s1600-h/DSC09295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285419644852465618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SVmVKeRNb9I/AAAAAAAAB5k/yOgmbTAMlbU/s320/DSC09295.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The train: Springer, Carver, Sam, Jack and Mary Gray on Christmas Eve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SVmUlLTXSsI/AAAAAAAAB5c/Fz7d8eRpTeU/s1600-h/DSC09317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285419004106066626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SVmUlLTXSsI/AAAAAAAAB5c/Fz7d8eRpTeU/s320/DSC09317.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Digging in to the new presents!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SVmUBi77wXI/AAAAAAAAB5U/iVi8P3ll43I/s1600-h/DSC09321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285418391974953330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SVmUBi77wXI/AAAAAAAAB5U/iVi8P3ll43I/s320/DSC09321.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Rock'Em&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Sock'Em&lt;/span&gt; robots with Daddy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SVmTn1G5KYI/AAAAAAAAB5M/fYw9QxotBzQ/s1600-h/DSC09323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285417950176160130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SVmTn1G5KYI/AAAAAAAAB5M/fYw9QxotBzQ/s320/DSC09323.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Post present rest time...Springer loves her huge bear from her great grandfather, but didn't want to part with her new scooter either...perfect solution!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33452224-3246018543932464481?l=thehiatts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/feeds/3246018543932464481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33452224&amp;postID=3246018543932464481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/3246018543932464481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/3246018543932464481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/2008/12/december-wildness.html' title='December Wildness'/><author><name>The Hiatt Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678431768265684599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzGCYSDODI/AAAAAAAABTk/R6J5U9409t4/S220/DSC06634.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SVma131GupI/AAAAAAAAB7M/uUnOwTCVMpc/s72-c/DSC09099.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33452224.post-3598947763661544281</id><published>2008-11-30T21:48:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T22:16:50.331-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We enjoyed a wonderful five days with G's sister, Paola, brother in law, David, and their four children. Carver and Springer loved every second with their cousins and miss them terribly. Sweet days....&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SUHUyii1KgI/AAAAAAAAB40/vtu9Skysh_s/s1600-h/DSC08971.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278734202986375682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SUHUyii1KgI/AAAAAAAAB40/vtu9Skysh_s/s320/DSC08971.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Springer and Aunt Paola&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SUHUb6AegrI/AAAAAAAAB4s/xbDMkToMPRo/s1600-h/DSC08994.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278733814147744434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SUHUb6AegrI/AAAAAAAAB4s/xbDMkToMPRo/s320/DSC08994.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They worked tirelessly to outfit &lt;em&gt;Camp Carver&lt;/em&gt;...complete with signs, chairs and a play kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SUHUJKzF0wI/AAAAAAAAB4k/c7hnm3hLLOU/s1600-h/DSC08997.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278733492237488898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SUHUJKzF0wI/AAAAAAAAB4k/c7hnm3hLLOU/s320/DSC08997.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our little frog princess, Maggie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SUHT7Xeg3xI/AAAAAAAAB4c/fxpVVJE3lvc/s1600-h/DSC08998.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278733255122673426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SUHT7Xeg3xI/AAAAAAAAB4c/fxpVVJE3lvc/s320/DSC08998.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Springer wrestling with Uncle David.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SUHTpj2KHdI/AAAAAAAAB4U/pKrfeSxiPRc/s1600-h/DSC09019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278732949205425618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SUHTpj2KHdI/AAAAAAAAB4U/pKrfeSxiPRc/s320/DSC09019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A little Jonas Brother concert (check out the boom mic his cousin, Molly, made for him!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SUHTUvGf_0I/AAAAAAAAB4M/EjM-pzusLy4/s1600-h/DSC09059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278732591449505602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SUHTUvGf_0I/AAAAAAAAB4M/EjM-pzusLy4/s320/DSC09059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Molly (11), Maggie (9), Springer (3), Jack (7), Carver (6) and Josh (15!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SUHSbqeMmEI/AAAAAAAAB4E/A2sDCDMxL7w/s1600-h/DSC09051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278731610954176578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SUHSbqeMmEI/AAAAAAAAB4E/A2sDCDMxL7w/s320/DSC09051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the sweet 'girl cousins'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SUHSEcOR01I/AAAAAAAAB38/mR_ULvTKMCM/s1600-h/DSC09062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278731211992322898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SUHSEcOR01I/AAAAAAAAB38/mR_ULvTKMCM/s320/DSC09062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and our fellas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SUHRuAl4tPI/AAAAAAAAB30/2XgzsdBXh6A/s1600-h/DSC09074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278730826618025202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SUHRuAl4tPI/AAAAAAAAB30/2XgzsdBXh6A/s320/DSC09074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Springer LOVES playing with her 'big cousin' Josh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SUHReQMGjyI/AAAAAAAAB3s/DjBYmWQRJbg/s1600-h/DSC09076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278730555926941474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SUHReQMGjyI/AAAAAAAAB3s/DjBYmWQRJbg/s320/DSC09076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Carver and Jack really enjoyed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;each other&lt;/span&gt;. I don't think they spent 5 minutes a part all week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33452224-3598947763661544281?l=thehiatts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/feeds/3598947763661544281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33452224&amp;postID=3598947763661544281' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/3598947763661544281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/3598947763661544281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/2008/11/thanksgiving-week.html' title='Thanksgiving Week'/><author><name>The Hiatt Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678431768265684599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzGCYSDODI/AAAAAAAABTk/R6J5U9409t4/S220/DSC06634.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SUHUyii1KgI/AAAAAAAAB40/vtu9Skysh_s/s72-c/DSC08971.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33452224.post-4898444567951505793</id><published>2008-11-21T16:18:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T21:47:14.901-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Celebration</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SUHPb-letaI/AAAAAAAAB3k/1_WL9HuV-gA/s1600-h/DSC08966.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278728317818549666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SUHPb-letaI/AAAAAAAAB3k/1_WL9HuV-gA/s320/DSC08966.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Springer, Giorgio and I enjoyed a sweet Thanksgiving service and lunch at her preschool today.  It was the perfect way to kick off Thanksgiving week!&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/33452224-4898444567951505793?l=thehiatts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/feeds/4898444567951505793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33452224&amp;postID=4898444567951505793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/4898444567951505793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/4898444567951505793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/2008/11/thanksgiving-celebration.html' title='Thanksgiving Celebration'/><author><name>The Hiatt Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678431768265684599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzGCYSDODI/AAAAAAAABTk/R6J5U9409t4/S220/DSC06634.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SUHPb-letaI/AAAAAAAAB3k/1_WL9HuV-gA/s72-c/DSC08966.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33452224.post-1698662086408599218</id><published>2008-11-18T19:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T21:40:32.047-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SUHOsHxLAYI/AAAAAAAAB3c/wxkggfzFfSk/s1600-h/DSC08951.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278727495649788290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SUHOsHxLAYI/AAAAAAAAB3c/wxkggfzFfSk/s320/DSC08951.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What started as a fully dressed playdate with Mae ended something like this!&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/33452224-1698662086408599218?l=thehiatts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/feeds/1698662086408599218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33452224&amp;postID=1698662086408599218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/1698662086408599218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/1698662086408599218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/2008/11/sweet-friends.html' title='Sweet Friends'/><author><name>The Hiatt Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678431768265684599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzGCYSDODI/AAAAAAAABTk/R6J5U9409t4/S220/DSC06634.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SUHOsHxLAYI/AAAAAAAAB3c/wxkggfzFfSk/s72-c/DSC08951.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33452224.post-1578850085475985787</id><published>2008-11-16T20:45:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T21:10:39.478-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Renaissance Festival</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;After Carver's last soccer game of the season we headed up to the Renaissance Festival.  At the last minute some friends offered us their tickets and we knew it would be something interesting do see and do if nothing else.   It certainly did not disappoint.  Out in the middle of the woods is this entire Renaissance 'town'...lots of food, animals, rides, music, jousting-most anything you could imagine. One of the highlights of the day was Carver and Springer's ride on a camel.  &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SSDO5O_2xbI/AAAAAAAABcY/LTtcsQkEISU/s1600-h/DSC08887.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269439046697272754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SSDO5O_2xbI/AAAAAAAABcY/LTtcsQkEISU/s320/DSC08887.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was all smiles and laughter until....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SSDOsGS6-mI/AAAAAAAABcQ/_JvKbb1CkYM/s1600-h/DSC08895.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269438821023021666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SSDOsGS6-mI/AAAAAAAABcQ/_JvKbb1CkYM/s320/DSC08895.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Springer spotted the elephant next to her.  THAT was not at all what she wanted to see; and she proceeded to cover her face until he was out of sight!  We still don't know why this typically fearless child (and lover of elephants) got so upset over the sitting elephant.  I think that elephant made as a big impression on her as her camel ride!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SSDOJwJRj9I/AAAAAAAABcI/-4ggyeoAdRY/s1600-h/DSC08913.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269438230961426386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SSDOJwJRj9I/AAAAAAAABcI/-4ggyeoAdRY/s320/DSC08913.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The jousting was another favorite...we watched a tournament and then the children decided to try their hand at it.  Yes, they each left with a shield  and have enjoyed many a sword fight over the past 24 hours!  (I vetoed the wood swords opting instead to go with the foam swords we have at home...I had images of visits to the emergency room with two wood swords flying around.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SSDNymBujDI/AAAAAAAABcA/HEs89Fz_yLA/s1600-h/DSC08910.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269437833108425778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SSDNymBujDI/AAAAAAAABcA/HEs89Fz_yLA/s320/DSC08910.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SSDNj_JhBNI/AAAAAAAABb4/e6CH_wqlTMo/s1600-h/DSC08917.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269437582153942226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SSDNj_JhBNI/AAAAAAAABb4/e6CH_wqlTMo/s320/DSC08917.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SSDNTsxV6qI/AAAAAAAABbw/GcxiFRN-9Ls/s1600-h/DSC08926.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269437302342806178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SSDNTsxV6qI/AAAAAAAABbw/GcxiFRN-9Ls/s320/DSC08926.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A little lesson in archery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SSDNFuL_n_I/AAAAAAAABbo/vyuiyuf8Fjk/s1600-h/DSC08935.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269437062204858354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SSDNFuL_n_I/AAAAAAAABbo/vyuiyuf8Fjk/s320/DSC08935.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Meeting a 'real' knight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So our Saturday didn't go quite as we planned, but boy what fantastic memories were made.  They're already talking about what they want to do when we come next year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33452224-1578850085475985787?l=thehiatts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/feeds/1578850085475985787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33452224&amp;postID=1578850085475985787' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/1578850085475985787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/1578850085475985787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/2008/11/renaissance-festival.html' title='Renaissance Festival'/><author><name>The Hiatt Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678431768265684599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzGCYSDODI/AAAAAAAABTk/R6J5U9409t4/S220/DSC06634.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SSDO5O_2xbI/AAAAAAAABcY/LTtcsQkEISU/s72-c/DSC08887.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33452224.post-7308128166149099822</id><published>2008-11-01T21:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T22:06:41.910-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I thought that if I heard "How much longer till &lt;em&gt;Trick or Treating&lt;/em&gt;?" I may scream.  The day seemed to drag on and on; thankfully dusk did indeed come and after a yummy specail Halloween dinner we headed out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SQ-5XxayYwI/AAAAAAAABao/Xeb7alniYVQ/s1600-h/DSC08798.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264630307473220354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SQ-5XxayYwI/AAAAAAAABao/Xeb7alniYVQ/s320/DSC08798.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tomato Basil soup (aka: monster mash or monster blood-depending on who you ask!) , Mummy dogs and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;broccoli&lt;/span&gt; (thrown in for good measure to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;counteract&lt;/span&gt; all the sugar that would follow!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SQ-4_pXiz2I/AAAAAAAABag/8fOjiQgNUK4/s1600-h/DSC08807.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264629892995272546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SQ-4_pXiz2I/AAAAAAAABag/8fOjiQgNUK4/s320/DSC08807.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our little ballerina waiting and waiting and waiting....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SQ-4klXCAZI/AAAAAAAABaY/LwyoJ2B0Bsw/s1600-h/DSC08821.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264629428062912914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SQ-4klXCAZI/AAAAAAAABaY/LwyoJ2B0Bsw/s320/DSC08821.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The scariest little mummy ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SQ-4CBDi8xI/AAAAAAAABaQ/MRgdNBEKPAE/s1600-h/DSC08833.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264628834201957138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SQ-4CBDi8xI/AAAAAAAABaQ/MRgdNBEKPAE/s320/DSC08833.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All wiped out and back home to munch on goodies and hand out candy to our own trick or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;treaters&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The evening was a great success.  Carver and Springer had the best time and seemed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;especially&lt;/span&gt; grown up this year.  Several times, out of habit, I would say "Carver wait up for your sister" and then realized SHE was way ahead of him.  She got the hang of things real fast and never looked back!   Carver's spent the better part of the last year working up the nerve to go to the "scary house" (what this particular house is called year round).  This house scared his pants off 3 years ago and he hasn't quite forgotten it.  So, we headed back first thing and after G shouted out "Small children version, please!" we headed down the "spooky path".  The scary wolf man kept his chain saw off long enough for them to grab some candy and head out.  Neither were too tickled with it while we were there, but by the time we hit the side walk they were basking in their bravery!  &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/33452224-7308128166149099822?l=thehiatts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/feeds/7308128166149099822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33452224&amp;postID=7308128166149099822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/7308128166149099822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/7308128166149099822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/2008/11/halloween-night.html' title='Halloween Night'/><author><name>The Hiatt Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678431768265684599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzGCYSDODI/AAAAAAAABTk/R6J5U9409t4/S220/DSC06634.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SQ-5XxayYwI/AAAAAAAABao/Xeb7alniYVQ/s72-c/DSC08798.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33452224.post-5680104153345682063</id><published>2008-10-31T22:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T14:31:19.840-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Party at the Preschool</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today Springer had her fall festival at preschool.  She decided to go as a Davidson cheerleader...taking her role quite seriously....&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SRBv8qIZboI/AAAAAAAABbg/Yp-bVj4AG5Y/s1600-h/DSC08761.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264831052288454274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SRBv8qIZboI/AAAAAAAABbg/Yp-bVj4AG5Y/s320/DSC08761.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Exhibit A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SRBsLxNGRkI/AAAAAAAABbY/um-hvW3F2kU/s1600-h/DSC08757.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264826913838745154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SRBsLxNGRkI/AAAAAAAABbY/um-hvW3F2kU/s320/DSC08757.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Exhibit B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SQ_GHj2uu4I/AAAAAAAABbQ/jvGzDZwUVik/s1600-h/DSC08771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264644322605579138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SQ_GHj2uu4I/AAAAAAAABbQ/jvGzDZwUVik/s320/DSC08771.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Painting pumpkins (it may never dry)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SQ_B4jwVpAI/AAAAAAAABbA/AXZ1s7FO4Pw/s1600-h/DSC08778.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264639666834220034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SQ_B4jwVpAI/AAAAAAAABbA/AXZ1s7FO4Pw/s320/DSC08778.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The bean bag toss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SQ_Az9xcuzI/AAAAAAAABa4/KV5zBo3DLo8/s1600-h/DSC08786.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264638488407227186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SQ_Az9xcuzI/AAAAAAAABa4/KV5zBo3DLo8/s320/DSC08786.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Bobbing" for apples with Anna Wade and Abby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SQ-8sjCAgxI/AAAAAAAABaw/5sAl2338tdM/s1600-h/DSC08794.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264633962923328274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SQ-8sjCAgxI/AAAAAAAABaw/5sAl2338tdM/s320/DSC08794.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Have you ever tried wrangling fifteen 3 year olds for a picture? Fifteen three year olds in costume? Not an easy task! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33452224-5680104153345682063?l=thehiatts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/feeds/5680104153345682063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33452224&amp;postID=5680104153345682063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/5680104153345682063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/5680104153345682063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/2008/10/party-at-preschool.html' title='Party at the Preschool'/><author><name>The Hiatt Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678431768265684599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzGCYSDODI/AAAAAAAABTk/R6J5U9409t4/S220/DSC06634.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SRBv8qIZboI/AAAAAAAABbg/Yp-bVj4AG5Y/s72-c/DSC08761.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33452224.post-3521608105904289047</id><published>2008-10-28T20:54:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T13:39:48.245-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Mouseketeer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Springer adores Mickey Mouse and the movie, &lt;em&gt;The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Mouseketeers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, is among her favorites. As I prepared dinner the other evening she disappeared (rarely good news around here). Imagine my laughter when she rounded the corner dressed in my brown suede boots singing one of the songs from the movie. She considered herself part of the gang and after &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;serenading&lt;/span&gt; me went off in search of her sword!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263018212428549810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SQn_LfY3DrI/AAAAAAAABaE/fXErcIYrub8/s320/DSC08731.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33452224-3521608105904289047?l=thehiatts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/feeds/3521608105904289047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33452224&amp;postID=3521608105904289047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/3521608105904289047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/3521608105904289047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/2008/10/mouseketeer.html' title='The Mouseketeer'/><author><name>The Hiatt Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678431768265684599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzGCYSDODI/AAAAAAAABTk/R6J5U9409t4/S220/DSC06634.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SQn_LfY3DrI/AAAAAAAABaE/fXErcIYrub8/s72-c/DSC08731.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33452224.post-3357721246695746496</id><published>2008-10-20T21:17:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T13:34:29.219-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pumpkin Carving</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;After a stop by our local pumpkin spot we headed home for an afternoon of carving. There is always great discussion about just what kind of face to give our Jack-O-Lantern. This year Carver and Springer decided on a big smile with lots of teeth. They especially enjoyed digging out the 'goo' and seeing who could spit and throw the seeds the furthest. I think everyone was happy with our results and most importantly we all enjoyed making memories together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SQm_8NeUBZI/AAAAAAAABZs/uP7u4Lun7yQ/s1600-h/DSC08676.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262948680688993682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SQm_8NeUBZI/AAAAAAAABZs/uP7u4Lun7yQ/s320/DSC08676.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SQm79ng9jZI/AAAAAAAABZk/WsLCHkTMxgM/s1600-h/DSC08677.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262944306812784018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SQm79ng9jZI/AAAAAAAABZk/WsLCHkTMxgM/s320/DSC08677.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SQm7qKq73cI/AAAAAAAABZc/YdSyk08oX2k/s1600-h/DSC08684.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262943972652473794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SQm7qKq73cI/AAAAAAAABZc/YdSyk08oX2k/s320/DSC08684.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262949994938851234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SQnBItb5X6I/AAAAAAAABZ0/-GjIlxQ8TEk/s320/DSC08702.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SQm7BKd_dKI/AAAAAAAABZU/SM6RyXbKuoM/s1600-h/DSC08709.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262943268223546530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SQm7BKd_dKI/AAAAAAAABZU/SM6RyXbKuoM/s320/DSC08709.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33452224-3357721246695746496?l=thehiatts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/feeds/3357721246695746496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33452224&amp;postID=3357721246695746496' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/3357721246695746496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/3357721246695746496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/2008/10/pumpkin-carving.html' title='Pumpkin Carving'/><author><name>The Hiatt Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678431768265684599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzGCYSDODI/AAAAAAAABTk/R6J5U9409t4/S220/DSC06634.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SQm_8NeUBZI/AAAAAAAABZs/uP7u4Lun7yQ/s72-c/DSC08676.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33452224.post-1409798639381114644</id><published>2008-10-20T21:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T09:16:48.894-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pumpkin Patch</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SQm59eLkp2I/AAAAAAAABZM/LZl6dQOk5mY/s1600-h/DSC08644.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262942105283897186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SQm59eLkp2I/AAAAAAAABZM/LZl6dQOk5mY/s320/DSC08644.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SQm5mbgHvbI/AAAAAAAABZE/-dUJ1-xD8Zs/s1600-h/DSC08646.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262941709427785138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SQm5mbgHvbI/AAAAAAAABZE/-dUJ1-xD8Zs/s320/DSC08646.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SQm5Sk5owLI/AAAAAAAABY8/OX_nuZMfG_s/s1600-h/DSC08660.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262941368353341618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SQm5Sk5owLI/AAAAAAAABY8/OX_nuZMfG_s/s320/DSC08660.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SQm41tb9NVI/AAAAAAAABY0/FORRb5IRVLI/s1600-h/DSC08663.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262940872428565842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SQm41tb9NVI/AAAAAAAABY0/FORRb5IRVLI/s320/DSC08663.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33452224-1409798639381114644?l=thehiatts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/feeds/1409798639381114644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33452224&amp;postID=1409798639381114644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/1409798639381114644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/1409798639381114644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/2008/10/pumpkin-patch.html' title='Pumpkin Patch'/><author><name>The Hiatt Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678431768265684599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzGCYSDODI/AAAAAAAABTk/R6J5U9409t4/S220/DSC06634.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SQm59eLkp2I/AAAAAAAABZM/LZl6dQOk5mY/s72-c/DSC08644.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33452224.post-2683276309265895442</id><published>2008-10-13T21:27:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T08:36:02.769-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A vist with the Barretts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Brandon and Liz came into town and we enjoyed a no kids dinner with them over the weekend as well as a 'with kids' trip to the park this afternoon.  Unfortunately I neglected to get a shot of all five of them (and poor John Mac never even made it with all the action).  Nonetheless we had fun running around the lake, playing on the playground and feeding &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Nini&lt;/span&gt;: who did make an appearance again today.  Fun times with great friends: so wish y'all lived closer!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SQm2_6FrfeI/AAAAAAAABYs/glaQ_GPiwHc/s1600-h/DSC08606.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262938848600227298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SQm2_6FrfeI/AAAAAAAABYs/glaQ_GPiwHc/s320/DSC08606.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Caroline, Springer, Carver and Henry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SQm2p9BsIeI/AAAAAAAABYk/Af0lZ4EjcCk/s1600-h/DSC08610.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262938471431676386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 234px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SQm2p9BsIeI/AAAAAAAABYk/Af0lZ4EjcCk/s320/DSC08610.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SQm2UgnCSfI/AAAAAAAABYc/pCccGMAEInI/s1600-h/DSC08630.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262938103026436594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SQm2UgnCSfI/AAAAAAAABYc/pCccGMAEInI/s320/DSC08630.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sweet Caroline &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/33452224-2683276309265895442?l=thehiatts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/feeds/2683276309265895442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33452224&amp;postID=2683276309265895442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/2683276309265895442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/2683276309265895442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/2008/10/vist-with-barretts.html' title='A vist with the Barretts'/><author><name>The Hiatt Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678431768265684599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzGCYSDODI/AAAAAAAABTk/R6J5U9409t4/S220/DSC06634.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SQm2_6FrfeI/AAAAAAAABYs/glaQ_GPiwHc/s72-c/DSC08606.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33452224.post-523146359617905763</id><published>2008-10-07T19:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T19:57:17.835-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Swan Lake</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We met our friends at the park today for a little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;playdate&lt;/span&gt;, lunch and a walk down to see the ducks.  Instead of ducks we met this gorgeous swan.  "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Nini&lt;/span&gt;" as Springer named her.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Nini&lt;/span&gt; was lovely, graceful and greatly enjoyed the bread that Ellie and Springer fed her...but she enjoyed it a little too much.  She &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;mistook&lt;/span&gt; Springer's hand for bread and bit her!  Springer looked shocked at first and then the tears came.  I think it scared her as much as anything although it did pinch her hard enough to leave a mark.  Springer has since deemed the unfortunate incident an 'accident' and true to form has found great humor in it.  &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SOwBv3yykMI/AAAAAAAABYU/pQPvpbgLawo/s1600-h/DSC08544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254576787176984770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SOwBv3yykMI/AAAAAAAABYU/pQPvpbgLawo/s320/DSC08544.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Nini"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SOwBhyQ1mGI/AAAAAAAABYM/Ai9qmZYpfD0/s1600-h/DSC08546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254576545174231138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SOwBhyQ1mGI/AAAAAAAABYM/Ai9qmZYpfD0/s320/DSC08546.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ellie and Springer prior to running out of bread!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SOwBQZOCzEI/AAAAAAAABYE/b130HV3S-vo/s1600-h/DSC08549.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254576246393850946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SOwBQZOCzEI/AAAAAAAABYE/b130HV3S-vo/s320/DSC08549.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SOwBBojGCLI/AAAAAAAABX8/4fwxZNs_Ji0/s1600-h/DSC08557.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254575992810637490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SOwBBojGCLI/AAAAAAAABX8/4fwxZNs_Ji0/s320/DSC08557.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SOwAoOIjGxI/AAAAAAAABX0/Vk2qosON1Wc/s1600-h/DSC08575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254575556223245074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SOwAoOIjGxI/AAAAAAAABX0/Vk2qosON1Wc/s320/DSC08575.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A beautiful day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33452224-523146359617905763?l=thehiatts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/feeds/523146359617905763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33452224&amp;postID=523146359617905763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/523146359617905763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/523146359617905763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/2008/10/swan-lake.html' title='Swan Lake'/><author><name>The Hiatt Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678431768265684599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzGCYSDODI/AAAAAAAABTk/R6J5U9409t4/S220/DSC06634.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SOwBv3yykMI/AAAAAAAABYU/pQPvpbgLawo/s72-c/DSC08544.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33452224.post-116011311226934437</id><published>2008-10-02T07:24:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T15:13:16.863-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Crisp, fall air greeted us this morning and Carver wasted no time in grabbing his sweatshirt. I think when you wear a uniform each day it's a pretty big deal to mix it up a bit! He looked like such a big boy as he headed out to his daddy's car that I just had to snap a picture. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SOS-BkGDyvI/AAAAAAAABXs/682p0lmQn_k/s1600-h/DSC08518.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252531999499078386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SOS-BkGDyvI/AAAAAAAABXs/682p0lmQn_k/s320/DSC08518.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SOS9zH5y59I/AAAAAAAABXk/haXzV__y5zc/s1600-h/DSC08519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252531751413278674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SOS9zH5y59I/AAAAAAAABXk/haXzV__y5zc/s320/DSC08519.JPG" 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/33452224-116011311226934437?l=thehiatts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/feeds/116011311226934437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33452224&amp;postID=116011311226934437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/116011311226934437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/116011311226934437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/2008/10/fall.html' title='Fall'/><author><name>The Hiatt Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678431768265684599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzGCYSDODI/AAAAAAAABTk/R6J5U9409t4/S220/DSC06634.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SOS-BkGDyvI/AAAAAAAABXs/682p0lmQn_k/s72-c/DSC08518.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33452224.post-8413778456621464943</id><published>2008-09-30T10:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T07:21:23.819-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wildcat Garden</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The garden at Carver's school is a regular part of their education.  I'm amazed at all the lessons they incorporate into gardening.  This past week the garden's soil was readied and the kindergartners (the planters) headed out to plant the fall seeds.  They thoroughly enjoyed themselves and now anxiously await harvesting day.  Everything they planted will find it's way to the Dining Hall and even those often neglected radishes taste surprisingly sweet when planted with such care and love!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SOS7JzwK6_I/AAAAAAAABXc/qtKuaybJ-88/s1600-h/431516439605_0_ALB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252528842606308338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SOS7JzwK6_I/AAAAAAAABXc/qtKuaybJ-88/s320/431516439605_0_ALB.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SOS68ck70aI/AAAAAAAABXU/geOgYfL_pfc/s1600-h/412557439605_0_BG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252528613046866338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SOS68ck70aI/AAAAAAAABXU/geOgYfL_pfc/s320/412557439605_0_BG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SOS6VGdX8VI/AAAAAAAABXE/tFLpCB6USLA/s1600-h/795846639605_0_BG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252527937094676818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SOS6VGdX8VI/AAAAAAAABXE/tFLpCB6USLA/s320/795846639605_0_BG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SOS6Dn0Gb4I/AAAAAAAABW8/5A57PrzctGc/s1600-h/863947639605_0_BG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252527636810723202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SOS6Dn0Gb4I/AAAAAAAABW8/5A57PrzctGc/s320/863947639605_0_BG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252528403741965586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SOS6wQ2wfRI/AAAAAAAABXM/k0DG5I9VvDY/s320/301837639605_0_ALB.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33452224-8413778456621464943?l=thehiatts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/feeds/8413778456621464943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33452224&amp;postID=8413778456621464943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/8413778456621464943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/8413778456621464943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/2008/09/wildcat-garden.html' title='Wildcat Garden'/><author><name>The Hiatt Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678431768265684599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzGCYSDODI/AAAAAAAABTk/R6J5U9409t4/S220/DSC06634.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SOS7JzwK6_I/AAAAAAAABXc/qtKuaybJ-88/s72-c/431516439605_0_ALB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33452224.post-2343538955690899079</id><published>2008-09-26T21:04:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T19:13:47.992-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainy Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This weekend brought lots of rain and in the middle of the afternoon I noticed Springer was quiet and the kitchen door was open.  Now it was still raining-steadily.  I peaked out to the driveway and this is what I saw...Springer playing in a puddle with her new little pirate duck.  I should have recorded it because she was just talking, talking, talking to that duck.  She eventually came in drenching wet, but grinning and happy as could be.  &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SOFt2WYXPXI/AAAAAAAABW0/U05qxpNJU5Y/s1600-h/DSC08500.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251599420978838898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SOFt2WYXPXI/AAAAAAAABW0/U05qxpNJU5Y/s320/DSC08500.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SOFthsbomyI/AAAAAAAABWs/0wysKe-Bm0E/s1600-h/DSC08501.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251599066120887074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SOFthsbomyI/AAAAAAAABWs/0wysKe-Bm0E/s320/DSC08501.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's my little free spirit girl!&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/33452224-2343538955690899079?l=thehiatts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/feeds/2343538955690899079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33452224&amp;postID=2343538955690899079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/2343538955690899079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/2343538955690899079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/2008/09/rainy-day.html' title='Rainy Day'/><author><name>The Hiatt Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678431768265684599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzGCYSDODI/AAAAAAAABTk/R6J5U9409t4/S220/DSC06634.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SOFt2WYXPXI/AAAAAAAABW0/U05qxpNJU5Y/s72-c/DSC08500.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33452224.post-6895663373944406431</id><published>2008-09-24T20:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T19:04:15.577-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Georgia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Terribly unfortunate circumstances lead us to Georgia last weekend.  The bright side was the opportunity to spend some time with our family.  A stop in Atlanta afforded us the chance to visit with Sara James, Smith, Micah and Tricia.  Those three (and before long, four!) always enjoy every second of their time together.  &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SOFijqmd9sI/AAAAAAAABWk/DL_XpqdxGPU/s1600-h/DSC08476.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251587005361288898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SOFijqmd9sI/AAAAAAAABWk/DL_XpqdxGPU/s320/DSC08476.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SOFiI48xbXI/AAAAAAAABWc/oAdjk6DVOlI/s1600-h/DSC08481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251586545356467570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SOFiI48xbXI/AAAAAAAABWc/oAdjk6DVOlI/s320/DSC08481.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The brainwashing by Micah and Tricia is pure evil!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SOFh7td5agI/AAAAAAAABWU/deWV-R-4EM4/s1600-h/DSC08491.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251586318935878146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SOFh7td5agI/AAAAAAAABWU/deWV-R-4EM4/s320/DSC08491.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nate joined us on a trip to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Lakebottom&lt;/span&gt; Park-Carver especially loved having his Uncle Nate along.&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/33452224-6895663373944406431?l=thehiatts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/feeds/6895663373944406431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33452224&amp;postID=6895663373944406431' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/6895663373944406431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/6895663373944406431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/2008/09/georgia.html' title='Georgia'/><author><name>The Hiatt Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678431768265684599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzGCYSDODI/AAAAAAAABTk/R6J5U9409t4/S220/DSC06634.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SOFijqmd9sI/AAAAAAAABWk/DL_XpqdxGPU/s72-c/DSC08476.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33452224.post-8648539744468043968</id><published>2008-09-19T22:01:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T18:14:47.519-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Festival in the Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;One of our favorite September activities is &lt;em&gt;Festival in the Park&lt;/em&gt;. We headed over as soon as we picked up Carver from school to beat the crowds. In fact Springer had her first roller coaster ride all to her self. Although it's clearly not a high roller coaster it is pretty fast and a bit bumpy. She didn't make a peep but held on for dear life. I wish I could have captured the look on her face!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SOEN194R9sI/AAAAAAAABWM/hrrLk2e90Os/s1600-h/DSC08422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251493861285557954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SOEN194R9sI/AAAAAAAABWM/hrrLk2e90Os/s320/DSC08422.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SOENaqBJ_bI/AAAAAAAABWE/WmiAjuHXAVE/s1600-h/DSC08401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251493392097607090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SOENaqBJ_bI/AAAAAAAABWE/WmiAjuHXAVE/s320/DSC08401.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Her only complaint about the swing was that it didn't go fast enough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SOEMBtNDzCI/AAAAAAAABV8/rNxzNGu7pYM/s1600-h/DSC08467.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251491863944481826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SOEMBtNDzCI/AAAAAAAABV8/rNxzNGu7pYM/s320/DSC08467.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Testing their Hawaiian blood and taking a ride on a moving surf board.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SOELbHOtq1I/AAAAAAAABV0/ReoBNgaxHbk/s1600-h/DSC08464.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251491200915843922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SOELbHOtq1I/AAAAAAAABV0/ReoBNgaxHbk/s320/DSC08464.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SOELAAJYmrI/AAAAAAAABVs/DM4xjOtGYmI/s1600-h/DSC08425.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251490735157975730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SOELAAJYmrI/AAAAAAAABVs/DM4xjOtGYmI/s320/DSC08425.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We ran out of tickets last year before making it to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ferris&lt;/span&gt; wheel but Carver was not about to let it happen twice. He LOVED his first ever ride and claimed it was the best part of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SOEKtUZuwUI/AAAAAAAABVk/uqR8IDgEht8/s1600-h/DSC08440.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251490414177730882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SOEKtUZuwUI/AAAAAAAABVk/uqR8IDgEht8/s320/DSC08440.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SOEKaLIKqFI/AAAAAAAABVc/H_63x8vYZvU/s1600-h/DSC08446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251490085270628434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SOEKaLIKqFI/AAAAAAAABVc/H_63x8vYZvU/s320/DSC08446.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Springer was sorely disappointed not to ride as well but upon finding dirt quickly made peace in its shadows!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33452224-8648539744468043968?l=thehiatts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/feeds/8648539744468043968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33452224&amp;postID=8648539744468043968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/8648539744468043968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/8648539744468043968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/2008/09/festival-in-park.html' title='Festival in the Park'/><author><name>The Hiatt Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678431768265684599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzGCYSDODI/AAAAAAAABTk/R6J5U9409t4/S220/DSC06634.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SOEN194R9sI/AAAAAAAABWM/hrrLk2e90Os/s72-c/DSC08422.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33452224.post-897691333167690544</id><published>2008-09-08T19:40:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T19:59:12.508-05:00</updated><title type='text'>In the Groove</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well Carver informed me today that he's been in kindergarten for 14 days. On one hand that seems hard to believe, but it also seems strange to think of him &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; being in kindergarten. To say that 'he loves it' is a bit cliche, but he truly does. Each day he comes home rattling on and on about what they learned in Spanish (although right now he says it's easy because he knows all the words they're learning-I've told him to just give that one some time!) or what he read during Reader's Workshop or what they did in Healthful Living (aka 'gym') or how they beat the 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; graders in a soccer game (still unsure about that one-I think we have some generous 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; graders!). He could talk all day-and often does. We continue to be immensely &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;grateful&lt;/span&gt; that he's adjusted so quickly and enjoys himself so much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Springer finally started her first full week today. She couldn't be more pleased to be back with her pals. Now that she's in the three year &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;olds&lt;/span&gt; class she gets to take part in the carpool line pick up. She walked to the car with her teacher today and was grinning from ear to ear. Before she could even get buckled in her seat she squealed, "I'm a big girl now! Just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;wike&lt;/span&gt; Carver was when he was here! When I was a baby I got picked up &lt;em&gt;inside&lt;/em&gt;, but now I sit &lt;em&gt;outside&lt;/em&gt;. I get to do it again tomorrow!!" (all high pitched and full of smiles) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As we drove home I said, "Springer, I missed you today. When we get home can we snuggle?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Springer: I want some milk and a cartoon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me: Well can we snuggle too?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Springer: Yes, but you can't put your arm on me and NO kisses! (said with a grin)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me: No kisses?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Springer: NO. Kisses make me nervous!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I did get a few.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33452224-897691333167690544?l=thehiatts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/feeds/897691333167690544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33452224&amp;postID=897691333167690544' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/897691333167690544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/897691333167690544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/2008/09/in-groove.html' title='In the Groove'/><author><name>The Hiatt Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678431768265684599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzGCYSDODI/AAAAAAAABTk/R6J5U9409t4/S220/DSC06634.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33452224.post-7499675191781198348</id><published>2008-09-03T22:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T20:16:06.049-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Springer's First Day of School</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SMCEHlkyVRI/AAAAAAAABVU/LzAQMTzkCXo/s1600-h/DSC08301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242335232139613458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SMCEHlkyVRI/AAAAAAAABVU/LzAQMTzkCXo/s320/DSC08301.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SMCD9AX4PbI/AAAAAAAABVM/-JNgnOnbqDQ/s1600-h/DSC08304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242335050354671026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SMCD9AX4PbI/AAAAAAAABVM/-JNgnOnbqDQ/s320/DSC08304.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SMCD0BNw8TI/AAAAAAAABVE/o0TErr0YMiM/s1600-h/DSC08305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242334895961862450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SMCD0BNw8TI/AAAAAAAABVE/o0TErr0YMiM/s320/DSC08305.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SMCDn8_K87I/AAAAAAAABU8/CctFjvu0OnU/s1600-h/DSC08308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242334688668480434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SMCDn8_K87I/AAAAAAAABU8/CctFjvu0OnU/s320/DSC08308.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;After what seemed like forever (for both of us!) Springer finally began school today.  She woke up grinning and never stopped.  Although her teachers are new some of her favorite little girl friends are in her class this year...Abby, Ellie and Anna Wade are among her dearest friends.  She ran in to greet them this morning and barely said good-bye when I left.  I can't believe how much she's changed and grown since she began last year.  Her spunky personality remains the same, but she's really come in to herself in the past several months-so much more confident, funny and interested in everything around her.  I'm really excited about this year ahead and deeply &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;grateful&lt;/span&gt; for her sweet little life today.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33452224-7499675191781198348?l=thehiatts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/feeds/7499675191781198348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33452224&amp;postID=7499675191781198348' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/7499675191781198348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/7499675191781198348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/2008/09/springers-first-day-of-school.html' title='Springer&apos;s First Day of School'/><author><name>The Hiatt Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678431768265684599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzGCYSDODI/AAAAAAAABTk/R6J5U9409t4/S220/DSC06634.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SMCEHlkyVRI/AAAAAAAABVU/LzAQMTzkCXo/s72-c/DSC08301.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33452224.post-4313720384101714246</id><published>2008-08-25T20:04:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T20:09:37.513-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SLNXFETKw8I/AAAAAAAABU0/vhAqjf0NGyY/s1600-h/DSC08260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238626536127120322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SLNXFETKw8I/AAAAAAAABU0/vhAqjf0NGyY/s320/DSC08260.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Springer: I love you, Mama.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me: I love you as big as the moon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Springer (with a perplexed expression): The moon's not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;vewy&lt;/span&gt; big!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me: I love you as big as the OCEAN!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Springer (giggling): Now &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;DAT's&lt;/span&gt; what you're '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;sposed&lt;/span&gt; to say!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33452224-4313720384101714246?l=thehiatts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/feeds/4313720384101714246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33452224&amp;postID=4313720384101714246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/4313720384101714246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/4313720384101714246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-girl.html' title='My Girl'/><author><name>The Hiatt Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678431768265684599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzGCYSDODI/AAAAAAAABTk/R6J5U9409t4/S220/DSC06634.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SLNXFETKw8I/AAAAAAAABU0/vhAqjf0NGyY/s72-c/DSC08260.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33452224.post-8057023097923147881</id><published>2008-08-20T21:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T21:08:09.464-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Carver starts Kindergarten</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yesterday my friend Betsy said, "you know, it's almost too much anticipation; we just need to start school!" She was right; the build up was getting us all in a frenzy. So today, with much excitement and a tad of nervousness Carver began kindergarten. G and I enjoyed complete peace as we walked him into school. This has been a long process of prayer and waiting and to finally be there, at the school we most desired, almost felt surreal. Blessed and thankful have been my overwhelming emotions today. To sum up Carver's day (in his own words): "Terrific." "I love it." "I can't wait to go back tomorrow." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzLZCZ7B8I/AAAAAAAABUs/CVxCg2fnV7M/s1600-h/DSC08263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236784097727809474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzLZCZ7B8I/AAAAAAAABUs/CVxCg2fnV7M/s320/DSC08263.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I could not get a serious face out of this child today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzLHTIjMuI/AAAAAAAABUk/VgHkJpYfNF0/s1600-h/DSC08272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236783792980701922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzLHTIjMuI/AAAAAAAABUk/VgHkJpYfNF0/s320/DSC08272.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; walking in with Daddy; tomorrow the carpool line begins and he's on his own!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzK-ae1kUI/AAAAAAAABUc/uld9MTx-6hQ/s1600-h/DSC08273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236783640334405954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzK-ae1kUI/AAAAAAAABUc/uld9MTx-6hQ/s320/DSC08273.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;courtyard&lt;/span&gt; before going in his class-could he smile any bigger?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzK0eZpDbI/AAAAAAAABUU/PXCrpqB2oas/s1600-h/DSC08274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236783469587664306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzK0eZpDbI/AAAAAAAABUU/PXCrpqB2oas/s320/DSC08274.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; finding his name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzKg7b6cpI/AAAAAAAABUM/jDtC1qGcRnw/s1600-h/DSC08275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236783133784437394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzKg7b6cpI/AAAAAAAABUM/jDtC1qGcRnw/s320/DSC08275.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; His sweet friend Matthew (his mom is my friend Betsy)...Betsy and I met when we were both pregnant with our boys and they have been pals ever since. They were thrilled to be in class together-and so were we!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzKOHiv6KI/AAAAAAAABUE/KvcyFHq8vmU/s1600-h/DSC08277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236782810616817826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzKOHiv6KI/AAAAAAAABUE/KvcyFHq8vmU/s320/DSC08277.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My last glance back from the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;courtyard&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33452224-8057023097923147881?l=thehiatts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/feeds/8057023097923147881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33452224&amp;postID=8057023097923147881' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/8057023097923147881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/8057023097923147881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/2008/08/carver-starts-kindergarten.html' title='Carver starts Kindergarten'/><author><name>The Hiatt Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678431768265684599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzGCYSDODI/AAAAAAAABTk/R6J5U9409t4/S220/DSC06634.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzLZCZ7B8I/AAAAAAAABUs/CVxCg2fnV7M/s72-c/DSC08263.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33452224.post-2997369084434805744</id><published>2008-08-18T20:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T20:40:44.721-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Together Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzHNroaH1I/AAAAAAAABT8/rI8LJ-OtwQU/s1600-h/DSC08259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236779504589479762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzHNroaH1I/AAAAAAAABT8/rI8LJ-OtwQU/s320/DSC08259.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After eight weeks a part these boys were thrilled to be back together again!  A sleepover was the perfect way to start their week-thankfully they did indeed sleep!&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/33452224-2997369084434805744?l=thehiatts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/feeds/2997369084434805744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33452224&amp;postID=2997369084434805744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/2997369084434805744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/2997369084434805744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/2008/08/together-again.html' title='Together Again'/><author><name>The Hiatt Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678431768265684599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzGCYSDODI/AAAAAAAABTk/R6J5U9409t4/S220/DSC06634.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzHNroaH1I/AAAAAAAABT8/rI8LJ-OtwQU/s72-c/DSC08259.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33452224.post-2254882290599887472</id><published>2008-08-17T20:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T21:21:42.561-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Last shots of the week...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ralph and Lola captured some really cute shots this week...here's another little glimpse of our time with them.  We miss y'all already!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKosp9DjAfI/AAAAAAAABTQ/XWAbKm8OX5w/s1600-h/IMG_0071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236046616047321586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKosp9DjAfI/AAAAAAAABTQ/XWAbKm8OX5w/s320/IMG_0071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKord0Fke4I/AAAAAAAABTA/fTOMJk_Sujs/s1600-h/IMG_0113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236045307969829762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKord0Fke4I/AAAAAAAABTA/fTOMJk_Sujs/s320/IMG_0113.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKorMcEHgeI/AAAAAAAABS4/anGw_Ok8NAI/s1600-h/IMG_0072-2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236045009463509474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKorMcEHgeI/AAAAAAAABS4/anGw_Ok8NAI/s320/IMG_0072-2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Spray ground with Tutu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236044837605509906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKorCb1-ixI/AAAAAAAABSw/Sz2BUiXtrcs/s320/IMG_0088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKoq51U2pHI/AAAAAAAABSo/3rcM7Gpt9UI/s1600-h/IMG_0090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236044689827079282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKoq51U2pHI/AAAAAAAABSo/3rcM7Gpt9UI/s320/IMG_0090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Springer enjoyed joining in on Tutu's morning exercises.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKopw4c15iI/AAAAAAAABSg/AMx6jqy5QVo/s1600-h/IMG_0115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236043436535440930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKopw4c15iI/AAAAAAAABSg/AMx6jqy5QVo/s320/IMG_0115.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hiatt's&lt;/span&gt; are known for an uncanny knack to pick up anything with their toes-it appears that Springer is no exception. That would be a mirror she's holding between hers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKopJl6m10I/AAAAAAAABSY/MmaQwGgCVI0/s1600-h/IMG_0146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236042761545111362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKopJl6m10I/AAAAAAAABSY/MmaQwGgCVI0/s320/IMG_0146.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; dinner in Charleston, SC&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33452224-2254882290599887472?l=thehiatts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/feeds/2254882290599887472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33452224&amp;postID=2254882290599887472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/2254882290599887472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/2254882290599887472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/2008/08/last-shots-of-week.html' title='Last shots of the week...'/><author><name>The Hiatt Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678431768265684599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzGCYSDODI/AAAAAAAABTk/R6J5U9409t4/S220/DSC06634.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKosp9DjAfI/AAAAAAAABTQ/XWAbKm8OX5w/s72-c/IMG_0071.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33452224.post-1730498369400215732</id><published>2008-08-15T22:45:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T20:58:13.826-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bowling Bash</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We wrapped up almost two week's of celebrations with Carver's party at the bowling alley.  He and his pals had a wonderful time and were great about cheering one another on to victory.  The bigger boys (G and his dad) weren't to be left out of the action and were cheered on as well!  We ended the celebration with a bowling ball cake (Carver's request-who does he think I am?!) and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ice cream&lt;/span&gt;.  A great day!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKonE6uvkEI/AAAAAAAABSQ/ygRyH1nM9O4/s1600-h/DSC08199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236040482209894466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKonE6uvkEI/AAAAAAAABSQ/ygRyH1nM9O4/s320/DSC08199.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Carver celebrates an 'almost strike.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKompzGSxOI/AAAAAAAABSI/QQ9Pdpkrmn8/s1600-h/DSC08203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236040016304719074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKompzGSxOI/AAAAAAAABSI/QQ9Pdpkrmn8/s320/DSC08203.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Springer cheers her ball on down the lane...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKomWPfH4BI/AAAAAAAABSA/rh-YKLT2pPU/s1600-h/DSC08224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236039680327671826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKomWPfH4BI/AAAAAAAABSA/rh-YKLT2pPU/s320/DSC08224.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jack M. reacts to his STRIKE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKol3nfHJCI/AAAAAAAABR4/J8xNoduxWM0/s1600-h/DSC08232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236039154194129954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKol3nfHJCI/AAAAAAAABR4/J8xNoduxWM0/s320/DSC08232.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daddy and Springer perfect the roll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKokGF69vhI/AAAAAAAABRw/DPGQr_1Bd7k/s1600-h/DSC08247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236037203858931218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKokGF69vhI/AAAAAAAABRw/DPGQr_1Bd7k/s320/DSC08247.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Making a wish!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33452224-1730498369400215732?l=thehiatts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/feeds/1730498369400215732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33452224&amp;postID=1730498369400215732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/1730498369400215732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/1730498369400215732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/2008/08/bowling-bash.html' title='Bowling Bash'/><author><name>The Hiatt Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678431768265684599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzGCYSDODI/AAAAAAAABTk/R6J5U9409t4/S220/DSC06634.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKonE6uvkEI/AAAAAAAABSQ/ygRyH1nM9O4/s72-c/DSC08199.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33452224.post-5509714087515389933</id><published>2008-08-14T23:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T22:06:30.031-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Charleston, SC</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKZC1hmEe7I/AAAAAAAABRg/2-tNJv_8_8U/s1600-h/DSC08176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234945104183327666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKZC1hmEe7I/AAAAAAAABRg/2-tNJv_8_8U/s320/DSC08176.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKZCfBTqsgI/AAAAAAAABRY/YEjDI8POtzc/s1600-h/DSC08179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234944717559083522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKZCfBTqsgI/AAAAAAAABRY/YEjDI8POtzc/s320/DSC08179.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kane &amp;amp; Carver fire on Ft. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Sumpter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKZCHX-xATI/AAAAAAAABRQ/3cch7wUA75w/s1600-h/DSC08181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234944311328571698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKZCHX-xATI/AAAAAAAABRQ/3cch7wUA75w/s320/DSC08181.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKY82SGo5gI/AAAAAAAABRI/ZdySnplR-2M/s1600-h/DSC08185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234938520135067138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKY82SGo5gI/AAAAAAAABRI/ZdySnplR-2M/s320/DSC08185.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKY8per2AXI/AAAAAAAABRA/wzsIDgZyVzg/s1600-h/DSC08193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234938300174041458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKY8per2AXI/AAAAAAAABRA/wzsIDgZyVzg/s320/DSC08193.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Waiting for dinner at Fleet Landing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKY8UlgXc9I/AAAAAAAABQ4/ezBRO3Gvgj0/s1600-h/DSC08195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234937941227697106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKY8UlgXc9I/AAAAAAAABQ4/ezBRO3Gvgj0/s320/DSC08195.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKY8Er7o-oI/AAAAAAAABQw/91HqYqg4uWc/s1600-h/DSC08196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234937668074797698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKY8Er7o-oI/AAAAAAAABQw/91HqYqg4uWc/s320/DSC08196.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At the end of last week our dear friend (and G's colleague) Howard lost his mother.  We made a bittersweet trip to Charleston this week to attend her funeral.  With Kane and Tutu in town from Hawaii it seemed only right for us to make a little trip out of it and show them the beautiful city that the Brown's call home.  We all enjoyed a lovely evening stroll along The Battery and a delicious dinner at Fleet Landing.  While we attended the funeral the following day Dad and Lola took the children to the Aquarium.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33452224-5509714087515389933?l=thehiatts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/feeds/5509714087515389933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33452224&amp;postID=5509714087515389933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/5509714087515389933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/5509714087515389933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/2008/08/charleston-sc.html' title='Charleston, SC'/><author><name>The Hiatt Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678431768265684599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzGCYSDODI/AAAAAAAABTk/R6J5U9409t4/S220/DSC06634.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKZC1hmEe7I/AAAAAAAABRg/2-tNJv_8_8U/s72-c/DSC08176.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33452224.post-3002243477917175989</id><published>2008-08-12T21:42:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T21:43:29.576-05:00</updated><title type='text'>3 YEARS OLD!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our little girl turned three today! These three years have been some of the sweetest, most challenging, energy-filled, fun, tiring, lovely, precious years of my life. Miss Springer is unlike any other-all cuddles and kisses one minute and crazy wild-eyed chaos the next. She's full of laughter, amazingly imaginative friends, contradictions, opinions, thoughts, questions and energy (that's a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;reoccurring&lt;/span&gt; word, isn't it?)...just when we think we have a handle on her, she switches lanes and is off and running in the other direction (sometimes quite &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;literally&lt;/span&gt;). She makes me smile and laugh daily-and brings me to tears at moments as well. I recently read a wonderful book about raising and loving 'strong willed children'; the author said, "These children will change the world, because there's no way the world's going to change them." I have no doubt that the next 3 years and the next and the next will be utterly delightful and full of new adventures-for each of us! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKJAfp_YdlI/AAAAAAAABQo/-xfTriYYoOg/s1600-h/DSC08083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233816629549758034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKJAfp_YdlI/AAAAAAAABQo/-xfTriYYoOg/s320/DSC08083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Springer inspects her gift from Carver-her first &lt;em&gt;My Little Pony&lt;/em&gt;-a huge hit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKJAFancVRI/AAAAAAAABQg/EkmOK5yF2fE/s1600-h/DSC08093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233816178746217746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKJAFancVRI/AAAAAAAABQg/EkmOK5yF2fE/s320/DSC08093.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The nursery set is a great addition to her doll house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKI_oDuW-vI/AAAAAAAABQY/yNAKCQFrwVY/s1600-h/DSC08099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233815674385005298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKI_oDuW-vI/AAAAAAAABQY/yNAKCQFrwVY/s320/DSC08099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; An early morning hug with Kane and Tutu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKI_ONvu84I/AAAAAAAABQQ/pyju_Fi4ao0/s1600-h/DSC08101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233815230398526338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKI_ONvu84I/AAAAAAAABQQ/pyju_Fi4ao0/s320/DSC08101.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and more snuggles with Kane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKI-xaLz05I/AAAAAAAABQI/xztolaC9ViA/s1600-h/DSC08104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233814735521305490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKI-xaLz05I/AAAAAAAABQI/xztolaC9ViA/s320/DSC08104.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All dressed up and ready for her party!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKI-PaI05VI/AAAAAAAABQA/ubTL08CmUb4/s1600-h/DSC08114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233814151393240402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKI-PaI05VI/AAAAAAAABQA/ubTL08CmUb4/s320/DSC08114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mae and Springer wait for the party to get started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKI948muboI/AAAAAAAABP4/N-WrdzLZ3fE/s1600-h/DSC08125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233813765508460162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKI948muboI/AAAAAAAABP4/N-WrdzLZ3fE/s320/DSC08125.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Springer's party was held at a 'paint your own pottery' studio...the girls loved painting heart shaped boxes, plates, ice cream sundae dishes and ballet slippers. Carver picked out a very cool skate board. I think everyone had a terrific time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKI9fcY0sVI/AAAAAAAABPw/dAc1GGK-L74/s1600-h/DSC08132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233813327363486034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKI9fcY0sVI/AAAAAAAABPw/dAc1GGK-L74/s320/DSC08132.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKI9HZA9NVI/AAAAAAAABPo/Zl1Eyc9A85A/s1600-h/DSC08139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233812914141214034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKI9HZA9NVI/AAAAAAAABPo/Zl1Eyc9A85A/s320/DSC08139.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Making a wish...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKI8oHgsa-I/AAAAAAAABPg/3_hXb6Dv-FY/s1600-h/DSC08148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233812376866548706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKI8oHgsa-I/AAAAAAAABPg/3_hXb6Dv-FY/s320/DSC08148.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Taking a break from all of the new toys to read with Tutu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKI8Z448bCI/AAAAAAAABPY/NTCYQBXvFm0/s1600-h/DSC08165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233812132423560226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKI8Z448bCI/AAAAAAAABPY/NTCYQBXvFm0/s320/DSC08165.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After picking out her birthday gift from Kane and Tutu Springer could not wait to try it out...we had to pull her off her new big girl bike when it was time to head to bed. Here's to tomorrow!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33452224-3002243477917175989?l=thehiatts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/feeds/3002243477917175989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33452224&amp;postID=3002243477917175989' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/3002243477917175989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/3002243477917175989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/2008/08/3-years-old.html' title='3 YEARS OLD!'/><author><name>The Hiatt Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678431768265684599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzGCYSDODI/AAAAAAAABTk/R6J5U9409t4/S220/DSC06634.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKJAfp_YdlI/AAAAAAAABQo/-xfTriYYoOg/s72-c/DSC08083.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33452224.post-7525835262578837848</id><published>2008-08-07T23:47:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T13:06:05.918-05:00</updated><title type='text'>6 YEARS OLD!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It seems impossible that my little boy could be six years old today-two hands...how did that happen? As cliche as it may be, the past six years have gone so quickly. Some one said that during these early years the days are long while the years are fast. I couldn't agree more. Albeit some long days it's been such a delight to watch him grow and learn. To go from scooting around on his belly to riding his big boy bike. To go from eating books to reading them. To go from scribbles to art shows. To go from watching The Wiggles to heading to kindergarten. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love the way his brain works, how he remembers details in such a unique way, his curiosity, his love of people, his sensitivity to others (most days!), his care for his family and friends and his energy. While he is certainly not perfect (if you don't believe me, ask his sister!) he is ours and he is one of the deepest joys of my heart. Happy, happy birthday little man. We love you dearly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKCNHJYRaDI/AAAAAAAABPE/wuu-iT2zUJ8/s1600-h/DSC08034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233337920920840242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKCNHJYRaDI/AAAAAAAABPE/wuu-iT2zUJ8/s320/DSC08034.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Birthday party at Nonna's house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKCMsiFADRI/AAAAAAAABO8/JH_3pT3Kk3U/s1600-h/DSC08067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233337463694429458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKCMsiFADRI/AAAAAAAABO8/JH_3pT3Kk3U/s320/DSC08067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233338367134527154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKCNhHp57rI/AAAAAAAABPM/bUAaVO-PDwg/s320/DSC08069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Making a wish&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKCK6jsZ94I/AAAAAAAABOs/euDFKFLionA/s1600-h/DSC08060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233335505623054210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKCK6jsZ94I/AAAAAAAABOs/euDFKFLionA/s320/DSC08060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Springer loved the huge &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Tinkerbell&lt;/span&gt; coloring book from Aunt Paola.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233336415929155634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKCLvi2SwDI/AAAAAAAABO0/SjYozwbyAqc/s320/DSC08066.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Maggie, Springer, Carver, Molly &amp;amp; Jack&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/33452224-7525835262578837848?l=thehiatts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/feeds/7525835262578837848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33452224&amp;postID=7525835262578837848' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/7525835262578837848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/7525835262578837848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/2008/08/6-years-old.html' title='6 YEARS OLD!'/><author><name>The Hiatt Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678431768265684599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzGCYSDODI/AAAAAAAABTk/R6J5U9409t4/S220/DSC06634.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKCNHJYRaDI/AAAAAAAABPE/wuu-iT2zUJ8/s72-c/DSC08034.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33452224.post-8228088215756051651</id><published>2008-08-05T22:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T13:47:15.479-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pensacola, FL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;After a quick two days at home we headed south to Pensacola to visit G's mom, sister and family. We all enjoyed catching up and the children adored their time with the cousins. Molly, Maggie and Jack (we missed seeing Josh!) were wonderfully hospitable and sweetly allowed Springer to tag along. Besides the a trip to the beach we were even able to head over to Mobile's &lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Explorium&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;...fantastic fun! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKB6ce1lazI/AAAAAAAABOU/wG2mD8GWU2M/s1600-h/DSC07979.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233317396737256242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKB6ce1lazI/AAAAAAAABOU/wG2mD8GWU2M/s320/DSC07979.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Carver and Maggie at the frog exhibit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKB6B_DKWiI/AAAAAAAABOM/DQZV6R5LJS4/s1600-h/DSC07987.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233316941527669282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKB6B_DKWiI/AAAAAAAABOM/DQZV6R5LJS4/s320/DSC07987.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This aquarium was shaped like a doughnut; the children could climb inside the hole and look at all the frogs and fish surrounding them-a big hit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKB5B56FggI/AAAAAAAABN8/GmrrjdIgnDs/s1600-h/DSC07990.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233315840635798018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKB5B56FggI/AAAAAAAABN8/GmrrjdIgnDs/s320/DSC07990.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;How far can &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; jump? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKB4MMtLBJI/AAAAAAAABN0/TbFebNbxfWM/s1600-h/DSC08007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233314917968970898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKB4MMtLBJI/AAAAAAAABN0/TbFebNbxfWM/s320/DSC08007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKB2uFmhSGI/AAAAAAAABNk/adIen9Id850/s1600-h/DSC08024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233313301154318434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKB2uFmhSGI/AAAAAAAABNk/adIen9Id850/s320/DSC08024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Catching 'fish' at the Wharf and....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233327387181261442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKCDiAJDIoI/AAAAAAAABOc/zEXIzmZ8lDg/s320/DSC07974.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Jack and Springer trying to catch real fish at the ocean.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233331480752745490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKCHQR4i7BI/AAAAAAAABOk/t87R4R8luJU/s320/DSC07968.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; great pals&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33452224-8228088215756051651?l=thehiatts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/feeds/8228088215756051651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33452224&amp;postID=8228088215756051651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/8228088215756051651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/8228088215756051651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/2008/08/pensacola-fl.html' title='Pensacola, FL'/><author><name>The Hiatt Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678431768265684599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzGCYSDODI/AAAAAAAABTk/R6J5U9409t4/S220/DSC06634.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKB6ce1lazI/AAAAAAAABOU/wG2mD8GWU2M/s72-c/DSC07979.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33452224.post-579960452859134568</id><published>2008-08-03T20:56:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T12:14:14.696-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Meeting Smith</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;On August 1 we welcomed Emerson "Smith" Carver into our family. While Micah, Tricia, and Sara James are his proud parents and sister, he couldn't ask for a more elated aunt/uncle and cousins! We were able to stop in and greet him on our way to Florida and boy did we enjoy our snuggles and kisses. We're deeply thankful for his sweet life and what he means to our family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKBy-LXH9tI/AAAAAAAABNc/cYUdhbzy44I/s1600-h/DSC07943.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233309179531753170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKBy-LXH9tI/AAAAAAAABNc/cYUdhbzy44I/s320/DSC07943.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKByreWiTqI/AAAAAAAABNU/iS5V9v2L6A4/s1600-h/DSC07948.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233308858212044450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKByreWiTqI/AAAAAAAABNU/iS5V9v2L6A4/s320/DSC07948.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKByceSWm6I/AAAAAAAABNM/KrM_jnWmIh4/s1600-h/DSC07957.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233308600496462754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKByceSWm6I/AAAAAAAABNM/KrM_jnWmIh4/s320/DSC07957.JPG" 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/33452224-579960452859134568?l=thehiatts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/feeds/579960452859134568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33452224&amp;postID=579960452859134568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/579960452859134568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/579960452859134568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/2008/08/meeting-smith.html' title='Meeting Smith'/><author><name>The Hiatt Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678431768265684599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzGCYSDODI/AAAAAAAABTk/R6J5U9409t4/S220/DSC06634.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKBy-LXH9tI/AAAAAAAABNc/cYUdhbzy44I/s72-c/DSC07943.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33452224.post-1855416552070983040</id><published>2008-07-29T21:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T03:47:40.391-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Washington DC</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We hit the ground running this morning and covered lots of ground in DC.  Carver especially enjoyed seeing the White House, the Washington Memorial and the Museum of Natural History. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SJJ3qUQeEwI/AAAAAAAABNE/tS42GyZEj8Y/s1600-h/DSC07819.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229373686206567170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SJJ3qUQeEwI/AAAAAAAABNE/tS42GyZEj8Y/s320/DSC07819.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SJJ3RpIcQvI/AAAAAAAABM8/VR2Z-sR6vDA/s1600-h/DSC07837.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229373262313308914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SJJ3RpIcQvI/AAAAAAAABM8/VR2Z-sR6vDA/s320/DSC07837.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The carousel was a welcomed change of pace from all of our walking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SJJ3A95m06I/AAAAAAAABM0/3BGphq-hlW8/s1600-h/DSC07859.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229372975830455202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SJJ3A95m06I/AAAAAAAABM0/3BGphq-hlW8/s320/DSC07859.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SJJ2jaqemII/AAAAAAAABMs/ep5DPC2gxe4/s1600-h/DSC07869.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229372468155553922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SJJ2jaqemII/AAAAAAAABMs/ep5DPC2gxe4/s320/DSC07869.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The WWII Memorial was beautiful and the kids really enjoyed finding our home state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SJJ2PuEPILI/AAAAAAAABMk/Xg1wD3pqzuQ/s1600-h/DSC07876.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229372129766482098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SJJ2PuEPILI/AAAAAAAABMk/Xg1wD3pqzuQ/s320/DSC07876.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Lincoln Memorial or the geese?  She's running for the geese...our little animal lover probably enjoyed them the most today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SJJ16ECftJI/AAAAAAAABMc/63-93Oeliqo/s1600-h/DSC07887.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229371757707637906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SJJ16ECftJI/AAAAAAAABMc/63-93Oeliqo/s320/DSC07887.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SJJ1l75wn-I/AAAAAAAABMU/tdcImoGOe4I/s1600-h/DSC07892.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229371411926130658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SJJ1l75wn-I/AAAAAAAABMU/tdcImoGOe4I/s320/DSC07892.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Korean War Memorial...Carver was mesmerized at the beautiful carvings and the fact that all of the men shown had given their lives for our country.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SJJ0jqqaOJI/AAAAAAAABME/3g2DwO4Kn1I/s1600-h/DSC07909.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229370273426978962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SJJ0jqqaOJI/AAAAAAAABME/3g2DwO4Kn1I/s320/DSC07909.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; While G and Springer took the Metro back to Alexandria to pick up our car, Carver and I headed to the Museum of Natural History.  He LOVED it; the dinosaurs, sea life, bears and tigers were the favorites, although there was not a thing we saw that he wasn't delighted with seeing.  He just kept saying, "thank you so much for bringing me here today."  It was my delight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33452224-1855416552070983040?l=thehiatts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/feeds/1855416552070983040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33452224&amp;postID=1855416552070983040' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/1855416552070983040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/1855416552070983040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/2008/07/washington-dc.html' title='Washington DC'/><author><name>The Hiatt Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678431768265684599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzGCYSDODI/AAAAAAAABTk/R6J5U9409t4/S220/DSC06634.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SJJ3qUQeEwI/AAAAAAAABNE/tS42GyZEj8Y/s72-c/DSC07819.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33452224.post-5365894571497153937</id><published>2008-07-28T22:15:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T03:47:41.381-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Harvard, Boston Common &amp; The Freedom Trail</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SJCbvAE4rZI/AAAAAAAABL0/RdmtDLr4C8I/s1600-h/DSC07688.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228850399153794450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SJCbvAE4rZI/AAAAAAAABL0/RdmtDLr4C8I/s320/DSC07688.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Riding the "T"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SJCbbZT-9iI/AAAAAAAABLs/D3-HUR4V-sA/s1600-h/DSC07689.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228850062330623522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SJCbbZT-9iI/AAAAAAAABLs/D3-HUR4V-sA/s320/DSC07689.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Harvard's library&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SJCbI5gB3SI/AAAAAAAABLk/qY-V1NhS59k/s1600-h/DSC07695.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228849744553565474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SJCbI5gB3SI/AAAAAAAABLk/qY-V1NhS59k/s320/DSC07695.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SJCapo0px5I/AAAAAAAABLc/O3mKKRdHH-4/s1600-h/DSC07700.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228849207500720018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SJCapo0px5I/AAAAAAAABLc/O3mKKRdHH-4/s320/DSC07700.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Springer and G waiting for the "T" and planning our next stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SJCXrUNfmhI/AAAAAAAABLU/Ounbk37tbIc/s1600-h/DSC07731.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228845937792621074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SJCXrUNfmhI/AAAAAAAABLU/Ounbk37tbIc/s320/DSC07731.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Boston Common had a wonderful playground, small wading pond and all of these cute bronze frog sculptures. Carver &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;insited&lt;/span&gt; on having his picture taken with each of them. The playground provided a much needed chance to just play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SJCXTivNVFI/AAAAAAAABLM/Nhg19jBtYB4/s1600-h/DSC07744.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228845529375265874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SJCXTivNVFI/AAAAAAAABLM/Nhg19jBtYB4/s320/DSC07744.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Walking the Freedom Trail we came across a memorial to Benjamin Franklin and the graves of Samuel Adams and Paul Revere among many others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228845307826473106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SJCXGpZ3CJI/AAAAAAAABLE/Z7fad21_LwY/s320/DSC07746.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SJCW2lg4nDI/AAAAAAAABK8/T-C8HEEYT-g/s1600-h/DSC07758.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228845031904287794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SJCW2lg4nDI/AAAAAAAABK8/T-C8HEEYT-g/s320/DSC07758.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Carver came across a pirate at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Faneuil&lt;/span&gt; Hall Market.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A huge thanks to Jacob &amp;amp; Becky who shared the perfect places to visit and eat along the way-&lt;a href="http://www.durgin-park.com/web/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Durgin&lt;/span&gt; Park&lt;/a&gt; was delicious and a great place to enjoy some Boston baked beans and a Yankee Pot Roast!&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/33452224-5365894571497153937?l=thehiatts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/feeds/5365894571497153937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33452224&amp;postID=5365894571497153937' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/5365894571497153937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/5365894571497153937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/2008/07/harvard-boston-common-freedom-trail.html' title='Harvard, Boston Common &amp; The Freedom Trail'/><author><name>The Hiatt Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678431768265684599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzGCYSDODI/AAAAAAAABTk/R6J5U9409t4/S220/DSC06634.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SJCbvAE4rZI/AAAAAAAABL0/RdmtDLr4C8I/s72-c/DSC07688.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33452224.post-633010017053984113</id><published>2008-07-28T22:07:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T03:47:42.373-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Boston: Children's Museum</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Boston's Children Museum took the cake; we all enjoyed the adventures...a small town complete with a barber shop, salon, post office, grocery store-all child sized.  The construction zone held Springer's attention as she lifted heavy machinery and worked on a wood filing project.  Carver and G enjoyed a martial arts exhibition while Springer played in the 'rivers' and 'shopped' to her hearts content.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SJCT6ZzStLI/AAAAAAAABKs/o6z6KlIRsOQ/s1600-h/DSC07772.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228841798944863410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SJCT6ZzStLI/AAAAAAAABKs/o6z6KlIRsOQ/s320/DSC07772.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228840251587769906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SJCSgVcnNjI/AAAAAAAABKE/g3b8WH8POPQ/s320/DSC07804.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SJCTp9q71JI/AAAAAAAABKk/AyWBzNRyEMg/s1600-h/DSC07766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228841516515710098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SJCTp9q71JI/AAAAAAAABKk/AyWBzNRyEMg/s320/DSC07766.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The entrance to the museum contained a huge, four story contraption that the kids could climb.  It was a maze of sorts held together with steel cables and wires.  They loved it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SJCTUnaURFI/AAAAAAAABKc/HYZcdgjT064/s1600-h/DSC07793.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228841149763175506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SJCTUnaURFI/AAAAAAAABKc/HYZcdgjT064/s320/DSC07793.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Visiting China: tending a rice field and planting rice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SJCTBcEZKFI/AAAAAAAABKU/UPNHYXHmZ5A/s1600-h/DSC07794.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228840820300916818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SJCTBcEZKFI/AAAAAAAABKU/UPNHYXHmZ5A/s320/DSC07794.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SJCStwsK0RI/AAAAAAAABKM/Wt0nN0TAQNs/s1600-h/DSC07798.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228840482239074578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SJCStwsK0RI/AAAAAAAABKM/Wt0nN0TAQNs/s320/DSC07798.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Playing air pipes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SJCSF0JrbzI/AAAAAAAABJ8/XWzJlu9PYCg/s1600-h/DSC07815.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228839795973386034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SJCSF0JrbzI/AAAAAAAABJ8/XWzJlu9PYCg/s320/DSC07815.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tuckered out after a long afternoon-all before dinner and the pool!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33452224-633010017053984113?l=thehiatts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/feeds/633010017053984113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33452224&amp;postID=633010017053984113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/633010017053984113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/633010017053984113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/2008/07/boston-childrens-museum.html' title='Boston: Children&apos;s Museum'/><author><name>The Hiatt Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678431768265684599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzGCYSDODI/AAAAAAAABTk/R6J5U9409t4/S220/DSC06634.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SJCT6ZzStLI/AAAAAAAABKs/o6z6KlIRsOQ/s72-c/DSC07772.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33452224.post-8966727999489188283</id><published>2008-07-27T22:37:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T03:47:43.400-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Boston's Public Gardens</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We arrived in Boston, checked into our wonderful hotel and quickly began getting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;acquainted&lt;/span&gt; with the city. Taxis were a huge hit; Springer thought she was quite the big girl when she realized that she didn't have to sit in a car seat when taking a taxi. The "T" (Boston's subway/train) was another favorite. The children also loved our hotel and were quite fascinated with having their car doors opened for them when we returned and the 'fairies' that visited our room to straighten and clean when we were away. Oh, and room service...never has a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;pb&lt;/span&gt;&amp;amp;j sandwich been such a treat as when served under a large silver dome! It's been fun to watch them take in all of these firsts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SJCMWYKTp3I/AAAAAAAABJs/uyS78EfPuZo/s1600-h/DSC07635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228833483447838578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SJCMWYKTp3I/AAAAAAAABJs/uyS78EfPuZo/s320/DSC07635.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Visiting with some of the Mallard's friends and family.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228833779408912498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SJCMnms7QHI/AAAAAAAABJ0/0S32JDhORvA/s320/DSC07653.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The statues of Mr. &amp;amp; Mrs. Mallard and their ducklings were just adorable; Springer enjoyed talking to each of them and feeding them a snack.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SJCL-60ZSlI/AAAAAAAABJk/O6xkj6lE85Q/s1600-h/DSC07650.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228833080434313810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SJCL-60ZSlI/AAAAAAAABJk/O6xkj6lE85Q/s320/DSC07650.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SJCLrzZUHBI/AAAAAAAABJc/gX3CnN42mro/s1600-h/DSC07663.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228832752024165394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SJCLrzZUHBI/AAAAAAAABJc/gX3CnN42mro/s320/DSC07663.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SJCLeg3f4aI/AAAAAAAABJU/mXFPthdWT8s/s1600-h/DSC07667.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228832523712192930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SJCLeg3f4aI/AAAAAAAABJU/mXFPthdWT8s/s320/DSC07667.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SJCLO-3ixMI/AAAAAAAABJM/oSq6u2cyOVA/s1600-h/DSC07673.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228832256887538882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SJCLO-3ixMI/AAAAAAAABJM/oSq6u2cyOVA/s320/DSC07673.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After weeks of reading &lt;em&gt;Make Way For Ducklings &lt;/em&gt;we finally had the opportunity to visit Mr. &amp;amp; Mrs. Mallard in Boston's Public Gardens. It was even more lovely than we had imagined and the children loved visiting the pond, seeing the famous Swan Boats and meeting the statues of the Mallard family. It was a lovely afternoon in the garden. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228855765297314642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SJCgnWhMu1I/AAAAAAAABL8/XY9VvAxghWg/s320/Duckling+Book+2.jpg" border="0" /&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/33452224-8966727999489188283?l=thehiatts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/feeds/8966727999489188283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33452224&amp;postID=8966727999489188283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/8966727999489188283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/8966727999489188283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/2008/07/bostons-public-gardens.html' title='Boston&apos;s Public Gardens'/><author><name>The Hiatt Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678431768265684599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzGCYSDODI/AAAAAAAABTk/R6J5U9409t4/S220/DSC06634.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SJCMWYKTp3I/AAAAAAAABJs/uyS78EfPuZo/s72-c/DSC07635.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33452224.post-2186671651858821873</id><published>2008-07-26T22:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T03:47:43.762-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bon Voyage!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SI0yNleGm5I/AAAAAAAABJE/Dklq0To-9T8/s1600-h/DSC07620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227889951425076114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SI0yNleGm5I/AAAAAAAABJE/Dklq0To-9T8/s320/DSC07620.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SI0xpybdBKI/AAAAAAAABI8/o-zE1QH_RqA/s1600-h/DSC07621.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227889336428332194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SI0xpybdBKI/AAAAAAAABI8/o-zE1QH_RqA/s320/DSC07621.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SI0xG6-OWAI/AAAAAAAABI0/Gm1KbBUds1o/s1600-h/DSC07612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227888737426233346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SI0xG6-OWAI/AAAAAAAABI0/Gm1KbBUds1o/s320/DSC07612.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33452224-2186671651858821873?l=thehiatts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/feeds/2186671651858821873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33452224&amp;postID=2186671651858821873' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/2186671651858821873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/2186671651858821873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/2008/07/bon-voyage.html' title='Bon Voyage!'/><author><name>The Hiatt Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678431768265684599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzGCYSDODI/AAAAAAAABTk/R6J5U9409t4/S220/DSC06634.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SI0yNleGm5I/AAAAAAAABJE/Dklq0To-9T8/s72-c/DSC07620.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33452224.post-1639808892503823383</id><published>2008-07-26T21:45:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T21:36:54.817-05:00</updated><title type='text'>An Eventful Departure</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Where have the past four weeks gone?! It seems impossible that our time in the Vineyard is nearing the end...some amazing memories have been made, truly precious family time has been had and we all leave here loving &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;each other&lt;/span&gt; more and feeling refreshed. I'm deeply grateful for the timing of this sabbatical. With Carver &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;beginning&lt;/span&gt; kindergarten in just a couple of weeks I know that life will change. Given that it's been especially sweet to have long, fun filled days together...lots of good writing time for G (he's very pleased with what he's written), countless hours at the ocean, evenings playing badminton, bike rides around town, ice cream on the deck, carousel rides, numerous trips to Black Dog, outdoor (warm) showers, learning to play new games, meeting new friends and as Carver said each evening when asked about his favorite part of the day, "just being with my family." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So all of that relatively &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;perfect&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ness&lt;/span&gt; just had to have a bump, right? Well at 2:30 on Saturday morning (the same morning we were scheduled to depart), Giorgio woke up with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;excruciating&lt;/span&gt; foot pain. Now in all the 18 years I've known him I have heard him complain of this kind of pain two times; the other was an awful flu he came down with earlier this year. Anyway, at 3:00am he headed to the ER and at 5:00 he returned home-diagnosis? "Severe foot pain." No kidding. After numerous x-rays that was the diagnosis. Now the doctor did say it was likely he had a stress fracture, but he couldn't pin point it. Needless to say we didn't get a whole lot of sleep Friday night and 8:30 found us on a ferry headed for the mainland. Not quite the peaceful, easy ending that our time deserved! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now our sabbatical comes to a close and our vacation begins...next stop Boston! Stay tuned for more adventures-hopefully none including emergency rooms!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33452224-1639808892503823383?l=thehiatts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/feeds/1639808892503823383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33452224&amp;postID=1639808892503823383' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/1639808892503823383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/1639808892503823383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/2008/07/eventful-departure.html' title='An Eventful Departure'/><author><name>The Hiatt Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678431768265684599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzGCYSDODI/AAAAAAAABTk/R6J5U9409t4/S220/DSC06634.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33452224.post-3021341520179432997</id><published>2008-07-25T17:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T03:47:44.227-05:00</updated><title type='text'>East Chop Lighthouse: Oak Bluffs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SI0mYOdfP-I/AAAAAAAABIs/6oSIJskj15g/s1600-h/DSC07606.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227876940087508962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SI0mYOdfP-I/AAAAAAAABIs/6oSIJskj15g/s320/DSC07606.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SI0ly5fFyaI/AAAAAAAABIk/4jMf595lNIk/s1600-h/DSC07592.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227876298801924514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SI0ly5fFyaI/AAAAAAAABIk/4jMf595lNIk/s320/DSC07592.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SI0lawFUoPI/AAAAAAAABIc/GuyxpGk4hbY/s1600-h/DSC07601.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227875883961065714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SI0lawFUoPI/AAAAAAAABIc/GuyxpGk4hbY/s320/DSC07601.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33452224-3021341520179432997?l=thehiatts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/feeds/3021341520179432997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33452224&amp;postID=3021341520179432997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/3021341520179432997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/3021341520179432997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/2008/07/east-chop-lighthouse-oak-bluffs.html' title='East Chop Lighthouse: Oak Bluffs'/><author><name>The Hiatt Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678431768265684599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzGCYSDODI/AAAAAAAABTk/R6J5U9409t4/S220/DSC06634.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SI0mYOdfP-I/AAAAAAAABIs/6oSIJskj15g/s72-c/DSC07606.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33452224.post-3959207159869971729</id><published>2008-07-24T20:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T03:47:44.948-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Great Visit With Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Flying Horses Carousel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oak Bluffs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SI0fg_8ZVhI/AAAAAAAABIM/-4POggelTVI/s1600-h/DSC07442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227869394228041234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SI0fg_8ZVhI/AAAAAAAABIM/-4POggelTVI/s320/DSC07442.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cecelia quickly caught on to grabbing (and collecting) the brass rings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SI0e63k-PsI/AAAAAAAABIE/h_uZx06FuwE/s1600-h/DSC07447.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227868739147284162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SI0e63k-PsI/AAAAAAAABIE/h_uZx06FuwE/s320/DSC07447.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SI0efipEagI/AAAAAAAABH8/zWpekSC3hPk/s1600-h/DSC07436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227868269670853122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SI0efipEagI/AAAAAAAABH8/zWpekSC3hPk/s320/DSC07436.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Henry and Amy enjoy a carriage ride.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227870055835034914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SI0gHgny5SI/AAAAAAAABIU/d0QGDNidS-M/s320/DSC07441.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our dear friends the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Sheldons&lt;/span&gt;, now living in NYC, were vacationing on the Cape this week and came for a visit today. Of course as luck would have it this was the only day of rain we've had in weeks. Although we didn't get to take them to some of our favorite outdoor spots we were able to enjoy some inside play at the house, a ride on the carousel and a great pizza dinner. Amy, thanks for making the trek-it was a joy to spend the afternoon with y'all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33452224-3959207159869971729?l=thehiatts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/feeds/3959207159869971729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33452224&amp;postID=3959207159869971729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/3959207159869971729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/3959207159869971729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/2008/07/great-visit-with-friends.html' title='A Great Visit With Friends'/><author><name>The Hiatt Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678431768265684599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzGCYSDODI/AAAAAAAABTk/R6J5U9409t4/S220/DSC06634.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SI0fg_8ZVhI/AAAAAAAABIM/-4POggelTVI/s72-c/DSC07442.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33452224.post-6458472578629634075</id><published>2008-07-22T20:29:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T03:47:45.647-05:00</updated><title type='text'>South Beach</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SIaKRo9V_nI/AAAAAAAABH0/KhiXCmQAznc/s1600-h/DSC07373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226016453267160690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SIaKRo9V_nI/AAAAAAAABH0/KhiXCmQAznc/s320/DSC07373.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SIaKGxOOumI/AAAAAAAABHs/kSHwimdO3l0/s1600-h/DSC07303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226016266506910306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SIaKGxOOumI/AAAAAAAABHs/kSHwimdO3l0/s320/DSC07303.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SIaJ_7ltHEI/AAAAAAAABHk/kcUSnh73qXw/s1600-h/DSC07317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226016149030640706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SIaJ_7ltHEI/AAAAAAAABHk/kcUSnh73qXw/s320/DSC07317.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SIaJ4ae6_GI/AAAAAAAABHc/fQ06_P6jnjo/s1600-h/DSC07322.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226016019884735586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SIaJ4ae6_GI/AAAAAAAABHc/fQ06_P6jnjo/s320/DSC07322.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SIaJvgHnUEI/AAAAAAAABHU/wT62UdB4ZsQ/s1600-h/DSC07326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226015866778767426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SIaJvgHnUEI/AAAAAAAABHU/wT62UdB4ZsQ/s320/DSC07326.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SIaJkpiZ1MI/AAAAAAAABHM/K4uOWPPKA40/s1600-h/DSC07374.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226015680328488130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SIaJkpiZ1MI/AAAAAAAABHM/K4uOWPPKA40/s320/DSC07374.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33452224-6458472578629634075?l=thehiatts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/feeds/6458472578629634075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33452224&amp;postID=6458472578629634075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/6458472578629634075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/6458472578629634075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/2008/07/south-beach.html' title='South Beach'/><author><name>The Hiatt Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678431768265684599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzGCYSDODI/AAAAAAAABTk/R6J5U9409t4/S220/DSC06634.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SIaKRo9V_nI/AAAAAAAABH0/KhiXCmQAznc/s72-c/DSC07373.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33452224.post-299143795653500655</id><published>2008-07-21T20:19:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T03:47:46.421-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kayaking &amp; Mad Martha's at Ocean Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;surprised&lt;/span&gt; G by dropping in for breakfast at Black Dog. The kids were thrilled that pastries counted for breakfast! After leaving him we headed off on a nice long bike ride and then back to the house for lunch. G came home from writing and we decided to try our hands at kayaking. This was Springer's first time out and she and Carver were delighted with the adventure. &lt;em&gt;(unfortunately I wasn't able to bring my camera along-I assumed it may be pretty water logged by the time we returned.)&lt;/em&gt; After working up a sweat we savored some Mad Martha's ice cream-yum! Cones are even tastier when enjoyed in Oak &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Bluff's&lt;/span&gt; Ocean Park....&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SIU0MRjsRNI/AAAAAAAABHE/jIbQtqgsMl8/s1600-h/DSC07206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225640328109507794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SIU0MRjsRNI/AAAAAAAABHE/jIbQtqgsMl8/s320/DSC07206.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SIU0AxatXfI/AAAAAAAABG8/kK5117mnlYo/s1600-h/DSC07209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225640130503335410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SIU0AxatXfI/AAAAAAAABG8/kK5117mnlYo/s320/DSC07209.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; these are the small cones!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SIUzsy1Bz6I/AAAAAAAABG0/-Y3MMPMfuV4/s1600-h/DSC07225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225639787284778914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SIUzsy1Bz6I/AAAAAAAABG0/-Y3MMPMfuV4/s320/DSC07225.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SIUzipttKyI/AAAAAAAABGs/ULyM6h1krwo/s1600-h/DSC07254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225639613039455010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SIUzipttKyI/AAAAAAAABGs/ULyM6h1krwo/s320/DSC07254.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Playing chase on the great lawn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SIUzYArJXUI/AAAAAAAABGk/7-0U7OcasFA/s1600-h/DSC07262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225639430224174402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SIUzYArJXUI/AAAAAAAABGk/7-0U7OcasFA/s320/DSC07262.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SIUzMqiSrPI/AAAAAAAABGc/d2VjmrBkJlg/s1600-h/DSC07266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225639235302894834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SIUzMqiSrPI/AAAAAAAABGc/d2VjmrBkJlg/s320/DSC07266.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My favorite home on Ocean Park circle-can you see why?!&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/33452224-299143795653500655?l=thehiatts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/feeds/299143795653500655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33452224&amp;postID=299143795653500655' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/299143795653500655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/299143795653500655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/2008/07/kayaking-mad-marthas-at-ocean-park.html' title='Kayaking &amp; Mad Martha&apos;s at Ocean Park'/><author><name>The Hiatt Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678431768265684599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzGCYSDODI/AAAAAAAABTk/R6J5U9409t4/S220/DSC06634.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SIU0MRjsRNI/AAAAAAAABHE/jIbQtqgsMl8/s72-c/DSC07206.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33452224.post-3971135021891336344</id><published>2008-07-20T22:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T03:47:47.760-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Visit with the Alpacas &amp; Sunset at the Beach</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;A wonderfully laid back Sunday...this afternoon we visited the Alpaca Farm.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Alpaca's&lt;/span&gt; are cousins of the llama, but come in 20 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;different&lt;/span&gt; colors (more than any other &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;shorn&lt;/span&gt; animal, from what I read).  Anyway, they are darling.  The children adored them as well and we all wanted to bring a couple home with us.  They are too cute!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SIP9HOY3J1I/AAAAAAAABGU/dFVIHy-V_Y4/s1600-h/DSC07102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225298293243193170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SIP9HOY3J1I/AAAAAAAABGU/dFVIHy-V_Y4/s320/DSC07102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SIP8_ONDAZI/AAAAAAAABGM/SIy3VRCbaKc/s1600-h/DSC07105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225298155754684818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SIP8_ONDAZI/AAAAAAAABGM/SIy3VRCbaKc/s320/DSC07105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SIP83S5X9eI/AAAAAAAABGE/XSBKRT_kk6I/s1600-h/DSC07109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225298019575395810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SIP83S5X9eI/AAAAAAAABGE/XSBKRT_kk6I/s320/DSC07109.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SIP8tiQUyHI/AAAAAAAABF8/JShdt11U_H8/s1600-h/DSC07128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225297851899496562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SIP8tiQUyHI/AAAAAAAABF8/JShdt11U_H8/s320/DSC07128.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This guy had some groovy teeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SIP8kyPXDII/AAAAAAAABF0/SZvsKR3XPw8/s1600-h/DSC07143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225297701571595394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SIP8kyPXDII/AAAAAAAABF0/SZvsKR3XPw8/s320/DSC07143.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Springer: "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Dat&lt;/span&gt; alpaca &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;CWACKED&lt;/span&gt; me up!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SIP8VSUCdUI/AAAAAAAABFs/UnlA1j29-28/s1600-h/DSC07154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225297435303245122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SIP8VSUCdUI/AAAAAAAABFs/UnlA1j29-28/s320/DSC07154.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After dinner we headed to the beach for an early evening stroll and the chance to collect some beautiful rocks.  While Carver searched with me, Springer chose to toss hers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SIP8M2rZ_yI/AAAAAAAABFk/jTpd4WbkgsE/s1600-h/DSC07169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225297290446110498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SIP8M2rZ_yI/AAAAAAAABFk/jTpd4WbkgsE/s320/DSC07169.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; or "exercise"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SIP8FLUg73I/AAAAAAAABFc/at3Vn5JOjHQ/s1600-h/DSC07179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225297158548287346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SIP8FLUg73I/AAAAAAAABFc/at3Vn5JOjHQ/s320/DSC07179.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; or make sand angels...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SIP784T-EKI/AAAAAAAABFU/2euayOjPR_4/s1600-h/DSC07197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225297016006774946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SIP784T-EKI/AAAAAAAABFU/2euayOjPR_4/s320/DSC07197.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; or soak up what was left of the day's sun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SIP71FaxJTI/AAAAAAAABFM/fdXhdImJPb4/s1600-h/DSC07192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225296882085995826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SIP71FaxJTI/AAAAAAAABFM/fdXhdImJPb4/s320/DSC07192.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; at my sweet husband's insistence&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33452224-3971135021891336344?l=thehiatts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/feeds/3971135021891336344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33452224&amp;postID=3971135021891336344' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/3971135021891336344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/3971135021891336344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/2008/07/visit-with-alpacas-sunset-at-beach.html' title='A Visit with the Alpacas &amp; Sunset at the Beach'/><author><name>The Hiatt Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678431768265684599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzGCYSDODI/AAAAAAAABTk/R6J5U9409t4/S220/DSC06634.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SIP9HOY3J1I/AAAAAAAABGU/dFVIHy-V_Y4/s72-c/DSC07102.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33452224.post-3191725752677208077</id><published>2008-07-19T19:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T03:47:48.519-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Monster Shark Tournament</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;New England's largest deep sea fishing tournament takes place each year in Oak Bluffs.  Hundreds of crews participate and this afternoon as the sharks were caught they would come in to show and weigh them.  We were able to watch several of them; the largest shark we saw was over 300 pounds.  The record for this tournament is 1200 pounds.  It'll be interesting to find out the weight of this year's winner.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SIKI1dp0ETI/AAAAAAAABFE/ZHJ1FU3-iE0/s1600-h/DSC07065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224888969777647922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SIKI1dp0ETI/AAAAAAAABFE/ZHJ1FU3-iE0/s320/DSC07065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oak Bluffs Harbor (pronounced Owk Bluffs Hah-Ba)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SIKIno4JqCI/AAAAAAAABE8/iCWtNdHPU4A/s1600-h/DSC07056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224888732272404514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SIKIno4JqCI/AAAAAAAABE8/iCWtNdHPU4A/s320/DSC07056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; That's the &lt;em&gt;tail &lt;/em&gt;you can see going across the top of the photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SIKIZMTXx2I/AAAAAAAABE0/5KrUNEvuiD8/s1600-h/DSC07070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224888484083779426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SIKIZMTXx2I/AAAAAAAABE0/5KrUNEvuiD8/s320/DSC07070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Lady K&lt;/em&gt; waiting to show. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SIKISb1qT7I/AAAAAAAABEs/Jxa3sUQguaI/s1600-h/DSC07087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224888367995047858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SIKISb1qT7I/AAAAAAAABEs/Jxa3sUQguaI/s320/DSC07087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Over 300 pounds-glad we didn't meet him earlier in the day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SIKILVqU5rI/AAAAAAAABEk/PBg93BEEHQo/s1600-h/DSC07090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224888246077810354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SIKILVqU5rI/AAAAAAAABEk/PBg93BEEHQo/s320/DSC07090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Apparently a long bike ride, several hours at the beach, and a shark tournament were more than our little pea could handle.  Not sure this is the most comfortable way to snooze though....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33452224-3191725752677208077?l=thehiatts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/feeds/3191725752677208077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33452224&amp;postID=3191725752677208077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/3191725752677208077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/3191725752677208077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/2008/07/monster-shark-tournament.html' title='Monster Shark Tournament'/><author><name>The Hiatt Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678431768265684599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzGCYSDODI/AAAAAAAABTk/R6J5U9409t4/S220/DSC06634.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SIKI1dp0ETI/AAAAAAAABFE/ZHJ1FU3-iE0/s72-c/DSC07065.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33452224.post-5558502613611762706</id><published>2008-07-18T21:30:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T03:47:48.976-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Let's Go Way Out"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SIFRUaTHvvI/AAAAAAAABEc/-B9TZEgWoqk/s1600-h/DSC07039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224546453825240818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SIFRUaTHvvI/AAAAAAAABEc/-B9TZEgWoqk/s320/DSC07039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Monkey see, monkey do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SIFRMlpLzSI/AAAAAAAABEU/fdM44OLE7uI/s1600-h/DSC07025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224546319431617826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SIFRMlpLzSI/AAAAAAAABEU/fdM44OLE7uI/s320/DSC07025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Springer decided she loved floating today-and she didn't want to stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SIFRHnh8BCI/AAAAAAAABEM/BQvO3_nzYY4/s1600-h/DSC07045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224546234038748194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SIFRHnh8BCI/AAAAAAAABEM/BQvO3_nzYY4/s320/DSC07045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I just couldn't resist...how cute is she with those big &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ol&lt;/span&gt;' goggles on her forehead?!&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/33452224-5558502613611762706?l=thehiatts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/feeds/5558502613611762706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33452224&amp;postID=5558502613611762706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/5558502613611762706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/5558502613611762706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/2008/07/lets-go-way-out.html' title='&quot;Let&apos;s Go Way Out&quot;'/><author><name>The Hiatt Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678431768265684599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzGCYSDODI/AAAAAAAABTk/R6J5U9409t4/S220/DSC06634.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SIFRUaTHvvI/AAAAAAAABEc/-B9TZEgWoqk/s72-c/DSC07039.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33452224.post-4843448809461448622</id><published>2008-07-17T21:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T03:47:49.679-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oak Bluffs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oak Bluffs is home to The Tabernacle...a mid-1800's Methodist campground.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Originally&lt;/span&gt; there was a meeting hall and tents surrounding it, but as families returned to the Vineyard year after year they began building gingerbread cottages in circles around The Tabernacle.  These cottages, mostly built in the 1850's-1870's are still there, and occupied, today.  It's an amazing site.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SIFPbkeU9hI/AAAAAAAABEE/KiTaM6H2PUU/s1600-h/DSC06985.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224544377792427538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SIFPbkeU9hI/AAAAAAAABEE/KiTaM6H2PUU/s320/DSC06985.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Tabernacle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SIFPRiBKWqI/AAAAAAAABD8/vkUmhrJ_xCU/s1600-h/DSC06982.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224544205334534818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SIFPRiBKWqI/AAAAAAAABD8/vkUmhrJ_xCU/s320/DSC06982.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just a glimpse of the beauty that fills Oak Bluffs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SIFPIaEsuYI/AAAAAAAABD0/GiSfgf-3Lc4/s1600-h/DSC06990.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224544048583063938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SIFPIaEsuYI/AAAAAAAABD0/GiSfgf-3Lc4/s320/DSC06990.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Trinity Methodist Church&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SIFO5ST0x-I/AAAAAAAABDs/yBdR-11vNak/s1600-h/DSC06955.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224543788800985058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SIFO5ST0x-I/AAAAAAAABDs/yBdR-11vNak/s320/DSC06955.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;No trip is complete without a ride on the Flying Horses.  Carver grabbed the gold ring again-and won a second ride!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SIFOvCpl_8I/AAAAAAAABDk/sda5dLtXRMw/s1600-h/DSC06976.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224543612798631874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SIFOvCpl_8I/AAAAAAAABDk/sda5dLtXRMw/s320/DSC06976.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SIFOlyqaEzI/AAAAAAAABDc/IMSEzYrYqic/s1600-h/DSC06979.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224543453888254770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SIFOlyqaEzI/AAAAAAAABDc/IMSEzYrYqic/s320/DSC06979.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All worn out! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33452224-4843448809461448622?l=thehiatts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/feeds/4843448809461448622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33452224&amp;postID=4843448809461448622' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/4843448809461448622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/4843448809461448622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/2008/07/oak-bluffs.html' title='Oak Bluffs'/><author><name>The Hiatt Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678431768265684599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzGCYSDODI/AAAAAAAABTk/R6J5U9409t4/S220/DSC06634.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SIFPbkeU9hI/AAAAAAAABEE/KiTaM6H2PUU/s72-c/DSC06985.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33452224.post-2505553378203928057</id><published>2008-07-16T21:39:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T03:47:49.969-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More Fun at State Beach</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;G headed to Boston today for a meeting (in doing so he used 6 modes of transportation: car, ferry, bus, train, bike and his own feet-pretty impressive given that he was only gone 12 hours!). While he was away the kids and I spent a quiet morning at the house (Springer woke up with a bad dream last night and remained mostly up for the better part of three hours-she took a much needed nap that started a little after 11 this morning.). When she woke up-much merrier than she had been-we headed back to State Beach. It's become our favorite spot due to the relatively (and I mean &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; relatively) warm&lt;em&gt;er &lt;/em&gt;waters, fewer jelly fish, and the best depth to practice swimming and snorkeling. There's also no shortage of sand-a prerequisite for my dirt &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;lovin&lt;/span&gt;' girl.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SH6vC1IWplI/AAAAAAAABDU/rwn3Pmdtqvg/s1600-h/DSC06935.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223805080953071186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SH6vC1IWplI/AAAAAAAABDU/rwn3Pmdtqvg/s320/DSC06935.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Jacque&lt;/span&gt; Cousteau" heads off on another dive-he's become quite the ocean explorer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SH6u7PY1oAI/AAAAAAAABDM/Q63AOiy_xsU/s1600-h/DSC06944.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223804950562578434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SH6u7PY1oAI/AAAAAAAABDM/Q63AOiy_xsU/s320/DSC06944.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Springer enjoyed her spot in the sand...taking great joy in throwing large rocks (or 'bowling balls') over the ledge and watching the splash. I believe a few of her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;carrots &lt;/span&gt;made their way into the water as well...."because &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;da&lt;/span&gt; fishes need a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;tweat&lt;/span&gt;." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33452224-2505553378203928057?l=thehiatts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/feeds/2505553378203928057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33452224&amp;postID=2505553378203928057' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/2505553378203928057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/2505553378203928057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/2008/07/more-fun-at-state-beach.html' title='More Fun at State Beach'/><author><name>The Hiatt Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678431768265684599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzGCYSDODI/AAAAAAAABTk/R6J5U9409t4/S220/DSC06634.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SH6vC1IWplI/AAAAAAAABDU/rwn3Pmdtqvg/s72-c/DSC06935.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33452224.post-6936873669656009513</id><published>2008-07-14T21:02:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T03:47:50.452-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Snorkeling</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Joseph Sylvia State Beach&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oak Bluffs, MA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SHwDl3CuARI/AAAAAAAABC8/p2RNCzZ7nuI/s1600-h/DSC06896.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223053616808329490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SHwDl3CuARI/AAAAAAAABC8/p2RNCzZ7nuI/s320/DSC06896.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SHwDf8hcNNI/AAAAAAAABC0/8NyjEwSc8v4/s1600-h/DSC06898.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223053515200148690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SHwDf8hcNNI/AAAAAAAABC0/8NyjEwSc8v4/s320/DSC06898.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223053748389765474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SHwDthOLYWI/AAAAAAAABDE/s3_8gVIxAYU/s320/DSC06887.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SHwDXUwSydI/AAAAAAAABCs/sDpJooycnOA/s1600-h/DSC06905.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223053367086074322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SHwDXUwSydI/AAAAAAAABCs/sDpJooycnOA/s320/DSC06905.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Carver's been asking for a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;snorkel&lt;/span&gt; and today we finally found one (harder to do than you'd think given that we're on an island!). We headed back to the beach we enjoyed yesterday for him to try it out. Before I forget...yesterday he took to the waves in an amazing way. He's never been fearful of the ocean but neither was he excited about having the waves come over his head. Not the case yesterday; we couldn't get him out of there. He jumped waves, he dove under, he swam, he laughed, he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;squealed&lt;/span&gt;-he had a blast! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today proved no different; although the waves were calmer they provided the perfect conditions for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;snorkeling&lt;/span&gt;. Although he doesn't think he's snorkeling-he calls it 'scuba'.  Springer calls it 'scooby dooby duba'!  Regardless of what he calls it once he got the hang of it, and realized he actually could breathe under water, he swam and floated like a pro. &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/33452224-6936873669656009513?l=thehiatts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/feeds/6936873669656009513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33452224&amp;postID=6936873669656009513' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/6936873669656009513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/6936873669656009513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/2008/07/snorkeling.html' title='Snorkeling'/><author><name>The Hiatt Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678431768265684599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzGCYSDODI/AAAAAAAABTk/R6J5U9409t4/S220/DSC06634.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SHwDl3CuARI/AAAAAAAABC8/p2RNCzZ7nuI/s72-c/DSC06896.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33452224.post-9020558622798228424</id><published>2008-07-13T20:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T03:47:50.746-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Golfing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SHwCJ-FKxXI/AAAAAAAABCc/aozIxsfWu90/s1600-h/DSC06864.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223052038149686642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SHwCJ-FKxXI/AAAAAAAABCc/aozIxsfWu90/s320/DSC06864.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; While Carver perfected his swing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223052255369734674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SHwCWnSdqhI/AAAAAAAABCk/1wxGnQnMnoQ/s320/DSC06866.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Springer kept us with the score.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Carver's score, by the way, was just under G's.  In fact he beat G's score on 7 out of the 18 holes.  We just may have a little golfer on our hands-watch out Kane and Granddad!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33452224-9020558622798228424?l=thehiatts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/feeds/9020558622798228424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33452224&amp;postID=9020558622798228424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/9020558622798228424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/9020558622798228424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/2008/07/sunday-golfing.html' title='Sunday Golfing'/><author><name>The Hiatt Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678431768265684599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzGCYSDODI/AAAAAAAABTk/R6J5U9409t4/S220/DSC06634.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SHwCJ-FKxXI/AAAAAAAABCc/aozIxsfWu90/s72-c/DSC06864.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33452224.post-6144466599114313751</id><published>2008-07-12T21:44:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T03:47:51.154-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Curious George Visits the Vineyard</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SHlqyPt2YXI/AAAAAAAABCA/NHX6DXCA_J4/s1600-h/DSC06812.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222322654357643634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SHlqyPt2YXI/AAAAAAAABCA/NHX6DXCA_J4/s320/DSC06812.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222323372523418658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SHlrcDF6dCI/AAAAAAAABCQ/qX_ghd55D9Y/s320/DSC06818.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222322999412382402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SHlrGVJT2sI/AAAAAAAABCI/tnWOirepmj8/s320/DSC06816.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Our little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;monkeys&lt;/span&gt; enjoy a nice bike ride back to the house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33452224-6144466599114313751?l=thehiatts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/feeds/6144466599114313751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33452224&amp;postID=6144466599114313751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/6144466599114313751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/6144466599114313751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/2008/07/curious-george-visits-vineyard.html' title='Curious George Visits the Vineyard'/><author><name>The Hiatt Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678431768265684599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzGCYSDODI/AAAAAAAABTk/R6J5U9409t4/S220/DSC06634.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SHlqyPt2YXI/AAAAAAAABCA/NHX6DXCA_J4/s72-c/DSC06812.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33452224.post-7143222251426093750</id><published>2008-07-11T21:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T03:47:52.367-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Chappaquiddick</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This morning we headed to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Edgartown&lt;/span&gt; to catch the &lt;em&gt;On Time Ferry&lt;/em&gt; over to Chappaquiddick.  It's a quick 2 minute ferry ride to the small, quiet island.  (Only 172 people actually live there)  I believe there's one gas station and not much else-other than beautiful beaches.  Of course the island's most notoriously known for Dike Bridge and the Kennedy accident that took place there in July of 1969. It has since been rebuilt....&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SHgPlQz8bLI/AAAAAAAABB4/s9lEXwNm_ZQ/s1600-h/DSC06708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221940900778503346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SHgPlQz8bLI/AAAAAAAABB4/s9lEXwNm_ZQ/s320/DSC06708.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On a much lighter note we found the perfect spot to land; a gorgeous beach with the Atlantic Ocean on one side and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Katama&lt;/span&gt; Bay on the other.  We were not alone...not many people &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221940649964090050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SHgPWqdIMsI/AAAAAAAABBo/ZPQf11yG85g/s320/DSC06715.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lots of sea creatures!  A sting ray (about 10" in diameter) stayed about 5 feet out from our perch!  Needless to say we kept our eye on that little friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SHgPflJI2lI/AAAAAAAABBw/KChDv15Ds3Y/s1600-h/DSC06713.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221940803156892242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SHgPflJI2lI/AAAAAAAABBw/KChDv15Ds3Y/s320/DSC06713.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clams, clams and more clams....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SHgPMmy4VvI/AAAAAAAABBg/nhz8PUxrK2M/s1600-h/DSC06720.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221940477182891762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SHgPMmy4VvI/AAAAAAAABBg/nhz8PUxrK2M/s320/DSC06720.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;littleneck&lt;/span&gt; clams (all over the bottom of the bay)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SHgPD--3syI/AAAAAAAABBY/WiCjEJfpPu8/s1600-h/DSC06724.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221940329056809762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SHgPD--3syI/AAAAAAAABBY/WiCjEJfpPu8/s320/DSC06724.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Atlantic was pretty rough today (and there have been some shark sightings off &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;MV&lt;/span&gt; this week) so we didn't go out far, but the kids had a ball waiting on the waves to reach them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SHgO6PlVu2I/AAAAAAAABBQ/Zhd08OKel-c/s1600-h/DSC06736.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221940161714436962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SHgO6PlVu2I/AAAAAAAABBQ/Zhd08OKel-c/s320/DSC06736.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; To the left is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Katama&lt;/span&gt; Bay, to the right is the Atlantic.  You can't tell from this shot, but the top of this ledge falls sharply downward on either side. The children needed to run up a steep slope to escape the tide-of course that just added to the fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SHgOrzH7O3I/AAAAAAAABBI/2PycLiXSFOY/s1600-h/DSC06778.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221939913556704114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SHgOrzH7O3I/AAAAAAAABBI/2PycLiXSFOY/s320/DSC06778.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SHgOf4PxDpI/AAAAAAAABBA/nnymuDYV9uk/s1600-h/DSC06785.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221939708773338770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SHgOf4PxDpI/AAAAAAAABBA/nnymuDYV9uk/s320/DSC06785.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the view from Chappaquiddick heading back to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Edgartown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SHgORd480-I/AAAAAAAABA4/8YLsHUCXDn8/s1600-h/DSC06788.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221939461180150754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SHgORd480-I/AAAAAAAABA4/8YLsHUCXDn8/s320/DSC06788.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A great day at the beach!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SHgOKdpxc7I/AAAAAAAABAw/WxTTssnWtNY/s1600-h/DSC06803.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221939340857406386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SHgOKdpxc7I/AAAAAAAABAw/WxTTssnWtNY/s320/DSC06803.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33452224-7143222251426093750?l=thehiatts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/feeds/7143222251426093750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33452224&amp;postID=7143222251426093750' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/7143222251426093750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/7143222251426093750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/2008/07/chappaquiddick.html' title='Chappaquiddick'/><author><name>The Hiatt Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678431768265684599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzGCYSDODI/AAAAAAAABTk/R6J5U9409t4/S220/DSC06634.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SHgPlQz8bLI/AAAAAAAABB4/s9lEXwNm_ZQ/s72-c/DSC06708.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33452224.post-203346512248498261</id><published>2008-07-10T21:54:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T03:47:53.684-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Private Beach &amp; Last Minute Sunset</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Another great day-because it's late I'll just hit the high points. As usual G wrote at The Black Dog this morning. While there he noticed an older lady struggling to carry her cane and two cups of coffee to her car. Being the (&lt;em&gt;mostly&lt;/em&gt;) Southern man that he is he offered to help. She (&lt;em&gt;being from these parts and not used to such chivalry&lt;/em&gt;) was completely floored and ended up inviting us to use her home's private beach at any time. So, this is where the afternoon found us....painful, yes?&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SHbJAJ687tI/AAAAAAAAA_s/Er6JpqvmY6Y/s1600-h/DSC06596.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221581822483033810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SHbJAJ687tI/AAAAAAAAA_s/Er6JpqvmY6Y/s320/DSC06596.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SHbI1DU67MI/AAAAAAAAA_k/zf0RoArJBkM/s1600-h/DSC06575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221581631734344898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SHbI1DU67MI/AAAAAAAAA_k/zf0RoArJBkM/s320/DSC06575.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SHbIto4qpzI/AAAAAAAAA_c/0XbOGLNxeOQ/s1600-h/DSC06581.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221581504377431858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SHbIto4qpzI/AAAAAAAAA_c/0XbOGLNxeOQ/s320/DSC06581.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221580940744173362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SHbIM1MBpzI/AAAAAAAAA_M/6xtxue_Bxlc/s320/DSC06615.JPG" border="0" /&gt; G showed Carver the fine art involved in skipping rocks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SHbIhmiimHI/AAAAAAAAA_U/pBiMsCP63Ww/s1600-h/DSC06603.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221581297589327986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SHbIhmiimHI/AAAAAAAAA_U/pBiMsCP63Ww/s320/DSC06603.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Springer, as usual, needed no help!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SHbIAZif7qI/AAAAAAAAA_E/CrL66xoTe0Y/s1600-h/DSC06622.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221580727163809442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SHbIAZif7qI/AAAAAAAAA_E/CrL66xoTe0Y/s320/DSC06622.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After a nice dinner on the deck G and I sat and read the paper while the kids ran around the yard playing hide and seek. As he was scanning the news he came across the tide report...and realized that the sun was setting in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Menemsha&lt;/span&gt; (the best place on the island to watch the sun set) at 8:25. We quickly put the kids in their pajamas and headed to the coast. We made it just in time to enjoy a stroll on the board walk before saying good night to the sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SHbH1uOrPFI/AAAAAAAAA-8/XXUItE420HY/s1600-h/DSC06634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221580543739247698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SHbH1uOrPFI/AAAAAAAAA-8/XXUItE420HY/s320/DSC06634.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SHbHtUabacI/AAAAAAAAA-0/luyPwMZkTw8/s1600-h/DSC06652.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221580399370267074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SHbHtUabacI/AAAAAAAAA-0/luyPwMZkTw8/s320/DSC06652.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33452224-203346512248498261?l=thehiatts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/feeds/203346512248498261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33452224&amp;postID=203346512248498261' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/203346512248498261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/203346512248498261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/2008/07/private-beach-last-minute-sunset.html' title='Private Beach &amp; Last Minute Sunset'/><author><name>The Hiatt Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678431768265684599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzGCYSDODI/AAAAAAAABTk/R6J5U9409t4/S220/DSC06634.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SHbJAJ687tI/AAAAAAAAA_s/Er6JpqvmY6Y/s72-c/DSC06596.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33452224.post-7218059346061514621</id><published>2008-07-10T21:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T03:47:54.646-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Menemsha</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;G's favorite spot on the island; perhaps you can see why...&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SHbOfDhfsEI/AAAAAAAABAo/gmmZsWeXoH4/s1600-h/DSC06626.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221587850899730498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SHbOfDhfsEI/AAAAAAAABAo/gmmZsWeXoH4/s320/DSC06626.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SHbOTEMng-I/AAAAAAAABAg/r82k--xzjFk/s1600-h/DSC06630.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221587644922168290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SHbOTEMng-I/AAAAAAAABAg/r82k--xzjFk/s320/DSC06630.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SHbOMDpYymI/AAAAAAAABAU/t33HrmJdrOs/s1600-h/DSC06637.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221587524515318370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SHbOMDpYymI/AAAAAAAABAU/t33HrmJdrOs/s320/DSC06637.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SHbN_LVLqTI/AAAAAAAABAM/BDLzcjgo21M/s1600-h/DSC06641.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221587303239756082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SHbN_LVLqTI/AAAAAAAABAM/BDLzcjgo21M/s320/DSC06641.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SHbN3DrDTDI/AAAAAAAABAE/kx88ihnp_yM/s1600-h/DSC06642.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221587163745045554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SHbN3DrDTDI/AAAAAAAABAE/kx88ihnp_yM/s320/DSC06642.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SHbNjL8JcBI/AAAAAAAAA_8/SfG4gfiWTwE/s1600-h/DSC06668.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221586822366851090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SHbNjL8JcBI/AAAAAAAAA_8/SfG4gfiWTwE/s320/DSC06668.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SHbNQKPCzBI/AAAAAAAAA_0/pLlHYe7nn0E/s1600-h/DSC06672.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221586495491722258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SHbNQKPCzBI/AAAAAAAAA_0/pLlHYe7nn0E/s320/DSC06672.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33452224-7218059346061514621?l=thehiatts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/feeds/7218059346061514621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33452224&amp;postID=7218059346061514621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/7218059346061514621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/7218059346061514621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/2008/07/menemsha.html' title='Menemsha'/><author><name>The Hiatt Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678431768265684599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzGCYSDODI/AAAAAAAABTk/R6J5U9409t4/S220/DSC06634.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SHbOfDhfsEI/AAAAAAAABAo/gmmZsWeXoH4/s72-c/DSC06626.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33452224.post-4750640910512624952</id><published>2008-07-09T19:51:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T03:47:55.719-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Day, Another Beautiful Beach</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Joseph Sylvia State Beach (between Oak Bluffs and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Edgartown&lt;/span&gt;) proved to be the perfect spot for us to land this morning.  We had this great little nook all to ourselves; Carver enjoyed walking out to the point.   Shells were everywhere...the breeze was just right...we'll be back here for sure!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SHVgiTchfqI/AAAAAAAAA-o/233JcoZile8/s1600-h/DSC06499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221185485457686178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SHVgiTchfqI/AAAAAAAAA-o/233JcoZile8/s320/DSC06499.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SHVf_vYzi9I/AAAAAAAAA-g/w5av2jsuta0/s1600-h/DSC06505.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221184891662863314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SHVf_vYzi9I/AAAAAAAAA-g/w5av2jsuta0/s320/DSC06505.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SHVfWBASekI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/W5wGnThjX-s/s1600-h/DSC06515.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221184174837365314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SHVfWBASekI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/W5wGnThjX-s/s320/DSC06515.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SHVe8jv8apI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/0VefwsEjHfU/s1600-h/DSC06524.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221183737487452818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SHVe8jv8apI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/0VefwsEjHfU/s320/DSC06524.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SHVet8JFPZI/AAAAAAAAA-I/NclWIvRSf2c/s1600-h/DSC06543.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221183486337301906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SHVet8JFPZI/AAAAAAAAA-I/NclWIvRSf2c/s320/DSC06543.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; East Chop Lighthouse-only one more left for us to visit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SHVeY7qYEyI/AAAAAAAAA-A/VxkmhyzknVs/s1600-h/DSC06552.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221183125431259938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SHVeY7qYEyI/AAAAAAAAA-A/VxkmhyzknVs/s320/DSC06552.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After a little shopping downtown (all to myself) we headed over to Oak Bluffs to ride the Flying Horses Carousel; this is the oldest carousel in the country.  The horses were carved by hand and have real horse hair.  Springer decided against sitting on the horses and opted for a carriage instead.  Carver on the other hand loved his horse and took great pride in trying to grab the brass ring each time it circled by (that's what I am doing in the above shot); he managed to get the coveted gold ring and won another ride!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SHVdNE6l7CI/AAAAAAAAA94/-eX0lWu32a8/s1600-h/DSC06565.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221181822245137442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SHVdNE6l7CI/AAAAAAAAA94/-eX0lWu32a8/s320/DSC06565.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We rounded out the afternoon by taking a walk over to Martha's Vineyard Bakery for delicious treats...it was lovely, full, fun day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33452224-4750640910512624952?l=thehiatts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/feeds/4750640910512624952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33452224&amp;postID=4750640910512624952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/4750640910512624952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/4750640910512624952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/2008/07/another-day-another-beautiful-beach.html' title='Another Day, Another Beautiful Beach'/><author><name>The Hiatt Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678431768265684599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzGCYSDODI/AAAAAAAABTk/R6J5U9409t4/S220/DSC06634.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SHVgiTchfqI/AAAAAAAAA-o/233JcoZile8/s72-c/DSC06499.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33452224.post-4843835594663276576</id><published>2008-07-08T20:10:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T03:47:56.101-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tisbury Street Fair</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This morning the kids and I went on a nice bike ride through the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;cemetery&lt;/span&gt; (always a fun family hang out) and on to the playground.  I hoped to burn out all of their energy so that when rest time came around we'd get a nice quiet hour or two before the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Tisbury&lt;/span&gt; Street Fair this evening. Of course that didn't go as planned (we had quite the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;opposite&lt;/span&gt; of 'quiet time') so we loaded up for an early dinner at The Black Dog Tavern (thought of y'all and our last visit there, B&amp;amp;L!).  Following dinner we did enjoy the street fair-cotton candy, the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Tisbury&lt;/span&gt; Fire Trucks, sidewalk sales, and perhaps most every person on the Vineyard!  &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SHQRLRHSJAI/AAAAAAAAA9w/5FAjn2fz5sM/s1600-h/DSC06455.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220816753299432450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SHQRLRHSJAI/AAAAAAAAA9w/5FAjn2fz5sM/s320/DSC06455.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SHQQ-KCSksI/AAAAAAAAA9o/wk7V8deSQ-A/s1600-h/DSC06462.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220816528061141698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SHQQ-KCSksI/AAAAAAAAA9o/wk7V8deSQ-A/s320/DSC06462.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SHQQwnndB0I/AAAAAAAAA9g/wI52impA37o/s1600-h/DSC06466.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220816295483475778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SHQQwnndB0I/AAAAAAAAA9g/wI52impA37o/s320/DSC06466.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33452224-4843835594663276576?l=thehiatts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/feeds/4843835594663276576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33452224&amp;postID=4843835594663276576' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/4843835594663276576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/4843835594663276576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/2008/07/tisbury-street-fair.html' title='Tisbury Street Fair'/><author><name>The Hiatt Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678431768265684599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzGCYSDODI/AAAAAAAABTk/R6J5U9409t4/S220/DSC06634.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SHQRLRHSJAI/AAAAAAAAA9w/5FAjn2fz5sM/s72-c/DSC06455.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33452224.post-3139472376215177617</id><published>2008-07-07T19:57:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T03:47:56.205-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Simple Pleasures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Sunny skies this morning so we headed off to Lake &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Tashmoo&lt;/span&gt; for the afternoon. Lake &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Tashmoo&lt;/span&gt; is a wonderfully quiet, secluded beach where the lake and the sound come together. There's a pass where the sailboats come through, but other than that there is very little noise. The children again enjoyed collecting shells, making seaweed people, splashing, searching for 'eels' (Carver's interest of the day), walking out on the sandbars (that seemed to stretch for miles), and playing with new friends Spencer and Lilly. It was a perfect afternoon minus Springer's brush with a jelly fish-which she handled amazingly well. Unfortunately, I left my camera behind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We came home in time for dinner and as I was putting it outside on our dinner table it just looked too yummy not to share-at least by picture. If y'all were only a little closer we'd love to have you over for California &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;BLT's&lt;/span&gt; and watermelon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220442995599792226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SHK9PtLm2GI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/DF9v4EQYNNI/s320/DSC06418.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33452224-3139472376215177617?l=thehiatts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/feeds/3139472376215177617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33452224&amp;postID=3139472376215177617' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/3139472376215177617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/3139472376215177617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/2008/07/simple-pleasures.html' title='Simple Pleasures'/><author><name>The Hiatt Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678431768265684599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzGCYSDODI/AAAAAAAABTk/R6J5U9409t4/S220/DSC06634.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SHK9PtLm2GI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/DF9v4EQYNNI/s72-c/DSC06418.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33452224.post-4481171707773268276</id><published>2008-07-05T19:39:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T03:47:56.481-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazy, Rainy Saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We woke up to gray skies and drizzly rain and it's continued for most of the day. "Lazy Day Saturday" was instated early on and it was after 12:30 before we ever left home. Too wet outside to do much we decided to do a little drive by recon on a lake spot we'd heard about. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.danamorris.net/BB/lake_tashmoo.html"&gt;Lake &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Tashmoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; is a stone's throw through the woods, but in order to get to the beach a bumpy ride is in order. The kids took great joy out of that while G and I thoroughly enjoyed the scenery. We'll definitely be there as soon as the sun comes out to stay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After driving, lunching, napping, reading and movie watching (Carver's first time seeing &lt;em&gt;Harry Potter&lt;/em&gt;) I decided that some outside time was in order. Although the rain continued we pulled out the slip and slide and had a big &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ol&lt;/span&gt;' time! Quite mild temperatures (not over 70 today) and chilly hose water lead to a cold slide with lots of giggles (and a few shrieks). Warm baths and breakfast dinner finished off our lazy day nicely. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SHAUreXFGkI/AAAAAAAAA9I/ZhKm5sAkWNc/s1600-h/DSC06394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219694705239202370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SHAUreXFGkI/AAAAAAAAA9I/ZhKm5sAkWNc/s320/DSC06394.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SHAUjfM_AtI/AAAAAAAAA9A/rcgt5b6NHfA/s1600-h/DSC06411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219694568026342098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SHAUjfM_AtI/AAAAAAAAA9A/rcgt5b6NHfA/s320/DSC06411.JPG" 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/33452224-4481171707773268276?l=thehiatts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/feeds/4481171707773268276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33452224&amp;postID=4481171707773268276' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/4481171707773268276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/4481171707773268276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/2008/07/lazy-rainy-saturday.html' title='Lazy, Rainy Saturday'/><author><name>The Hiatt Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678431768265684599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzGCYSDODI/AAAAAAAABTk/R6J5U9409t4/S220/DSC06634.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SHAUreXFGkI/AAAAAAAAA9I/ZhKm5sAkWNc/s72-c/DSC06394.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33452224.post-2523514767602251194</id><published>2008-07-04T22:33:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T03:47:57.387-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 4th of July...from Edgartown</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Edgartown&lt;/span&gt; is my favorite town on Martha's Vineyard-and one of my favorite towns in the world as well. Street after street of beautiful homes, white fences and the largest hydrangeas you've ever seen. It's like something out of &lt;em&gt;Martha Stewart Living&lt;/em&gt;. But I digress...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Edgartown&lt;/span&gt; is also known for the largest 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of July party on the island. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We were looking forward to a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;quintessential&lt;/span&gt; New England 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of July and today's celebration did not disappoint. There was a huge &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;barbecue&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;em&gt;by New England standards of BBQ-burgers and hot dogs-not what we'd call a BBQ in the South!&lt;/em&gt;) and the most perfect parade. Music and floats and fire trucks and candy-even Ray Allen from the Boston Celtics (who had just won the NBA Championship) was there holding the trophy! &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SG7mMbyGFzI/AAAAAAAAA84/sNBk8OpWXl0/s1600-h/DSC06308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219362119459673906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SG7mMbyGFzI/AAAAAAAAA84/sNBk8OpWXl0/s320/DSC06308.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Springer and Carver quickly made friends with our parade neighbors and literally danced in the street waiting for the parade to start (which was a while being that we had unknowingly landed where the parade ended!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SG7mEYL8jRI/AAAAAAAAA8w/qwBOvgFVctg/s1600-h/DSC06341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219361981055405330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SG7mEYL8jRI/AAAAAAAAA8w/qwBOvgFVctg/s320/DSC06341.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SG7l8I1l1lI/AAAAAAAAA8o/suhsxKhjnnc/s1600-h/DSC06356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219361839496156754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SG7l8I1l1lI/AAAAAAAAA8o/suhsxKhjnnc/s320/DSC06356.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SG7l0jdCN7I/AAAAAAAAA8g/i6dhgZXvJxk/s1600-h/DSC06364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219361709201962930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SG7l0jdCN7I/AAAAAAAAA8g/i6dhgZXvJxk/s320/DSC06364.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SG7lrASKm3I/AAAAAAAAA8Y/olXEYANZ4NU/s1600-h/DSC06373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219361545142311794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SG7lrASKm3I/AAAAAAAAA8Y/olXEYANZ4NU/s320/DSC06373.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Once the parade wrapped up we still had 2 long hours to kill before the fireworks began. Two hours with an almost 3 year old who didn't nap today. Two hours with two children who had now decided they were very hungry-and who needed to pee-often! So we walked, and walked and walked some more. This lighthouse (one of the 5 on the Vineyard) was one of our stops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SG7ll8c-VoI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/8AgQIqrUPFo/s1600-h/DSC06377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219361458214557314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SG7ll8c-VoI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/8AgQIqrUPFo/s320/DSC06377.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/vineyardvines.com"&gt;Vineyard Vines&lt;/a&gt; was another stop-and what a blessing that was-there they had coloring sheets and crayons outside the store. We landed there for a while as Carver took a turn designing quite a nice madras tie for next year's collection. Springer, on the other hand, ran around chasing a cat, singing, waving her flag and just generally being a 3 year old without a nap out way past bedtime...you get the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SG7lfvpfIaI/AAAAAAAAA8I/k4ygHDfiw1Q/s1600-h/DSC06382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219361351698162082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SG7lfvpfIaI/AAAAAAAAA8I/k4ygHDfiw1Q/s320/DSC06382.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Finally to the Harbor for the fireworks to begin. Carver loved them-and said several times "I will remember this night for the rest of my life!" He must have thanked us for bringing them there half a dozen times-he really enjoyed the celebration. By this point (about 9:30) sweet Springer was fried. She liked the lights, but they went on a bit too long for her "I should have been in bed three hours ago" attention span!  Although when the fireworks began Springer broke out into her own 4th of July rendition of the &lt;em&gt;Doxology&lt;/em&gt;.  We couldn't help but smile at the sound of her little voice singing "Pwaise God fwom whom all bwessings fwo..." as the lights lit up the sky!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SG7lXnXFuXI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Dx8hQfBOZV4/s1600-h/DSC06387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219361212034562418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SG7lXnXFuXI/AAAAAAAAA8A/Dx8hQfBOZV4/s320/DSC06387.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So, we were all tired on the way home, but it was a great way to spend the 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;-not one that will soon, if ever, be forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy fourth of July!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33452224-2523514767602251194?l=thehiatts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/feeds/2523514767602251194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33452224&amp;postID=2523514767602251194' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/2523514767602251194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/2523514767602251194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/2008/07/happy-4th-of-julyfrom-edgartown.html' title='Happy 4th of July...from Edgartown'/><author><name>The Hiatt Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678431768265684599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzGCYSDODI/AAAAAAAABTk/R6J5U9409t4/S220/DSC06634.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SG7mMbyGFzI/AAAAAAAAA84/sNBk8OpWXl0/s72-c/DSC06308.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33452224.post-7683058426319378896</id><published>2008-07-03T19:31:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T03:47:58.100-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Choices</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Another morning in the Vineyard brought late-risers...with the exception of G, who had peddled off to The Black Dog to write before the rest of us stirred. After he came home we were left with choices-which body of water to head to today. It's a rough life, let me tell you! We ended up at the Vineyard Haven harbor just a mile away from the house. Although the water was chilly the children thoroughly enjoyed themselves-working mostly on an elaborate castle with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;moates&lt;/span&gt;, rivers and a heavy duty wall. G stood guard as the jelly fish wrangler. They were certainly out today, but Carver and G took great care to keep them away from the play area and we all made it back home with nothing more than rosy cheeks and another day of memories.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SG1wh0RjZhI/AAAAAAAAA74/Y3pI0el50es/s1600-h/DSC06246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218951269462533650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SG1wh0RjZhI/AAAAAAAAA74/Y3pI0el50es/s320/DSC06246.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the view from my perch on the beach&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SG1wbiTZiII/AAAAAAAAA7w/3zaR5bkEnd4/s1600-h/DSC06236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218951161559222402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SG1wbiTZiII/AAAAAAAAA7w/3zaR5bkEnd4/s320/DSC06236.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SG1wTrzHdAI/AAAAAAAAA7o/XmJhCw3J_Js/s1600-h/DSC06258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218951026669220866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SG1wTrzHdAI/AAAAAAAAA7o/XmJhCw3J_Js/s320/DSC06258.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Seaweed-of every shape, color and size; Springer especially liked the pink seaweed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SG1v8rp79TI/AAAAAAAAA7g/RRbKrGpC9GM/s1600-h/DSC06257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218950631493727538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SG1v8rp79TI/AAAAAAAAA7g/RRbKrGpC9GM/s320/DSC06257.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have no idea why she wanted to wear this intertube and lay in the sand to dig...that's just Springer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SG1vu8Wg-dI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/ZgP4lWKCNsg/s1600-h/DSC06283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218950395457501650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SG1vu8Wg-dI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/ZgP4lWKCNsg/s320/DSC06283.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The castle in progress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SG1visxZv1I/AAAAAAAAA7Q/ubF_RdJGLkQ/s1600-h/DSC06297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218950185116876626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SG1visxZv1I/AAAAAAAAA7Q/ubF_RdJGLkQ/s320/DSC06297.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Springer must have rinsed off three times before we ever really got her out of the harbor. She'd rinse off, run back to the sand, roll in the sand and then go back to the water. She couldn't get enough of it. Thank goodness for the wonderful outdoor shower-with hot water!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33452224-7683058426319378896?l=thehiatts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/feeds/7683058426319378896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33452224&amp;postID=7683058426319378896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/7683058426319378896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/7683058426319378896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/2008/07/choices.html' title='Choices'/><author><name>The Hiatt Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678431768265684599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzGCYSDODI/AAAAAAAABTk/R6J5U9409t4/S220/DSC06634.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SG1wh0RjZhI/AAAAAAAAA74/Y3pI0el50es/s72-c/DSC06246.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33452224.post-7695670607595473543</id><published>2008-07-02T20:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T03:47:58.703-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gay Head, Menemsha &amp; Badminton</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SGwiKamwQjI/AAAAAAAAA6I/JdZ71NVnnpA/s1600-h/DSC06187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218583630551466546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SGwiKamwQjI/AAAAAAAAA6I/JdZ71NVnnpA/s320/DSC06187.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The cliffs and lighthouse at Gay Head (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Aquinnah&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;-the very tip of the island.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SGwiBRbihVI/AAAAAAAAA6A/ooNAtlu_PG0/s1600-h/DSC06190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218583473469687122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SGwiBRbihVI/AAAAAAAAA6A/ooNAtlu_PG0/s320/DSC06190.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SGwhs0RT_HI/AAAAAAAAA54/ftEatWJNczg/s1600-h/DSC06195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218583122044779634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SGwhs0RT_HI/AAAAAAAAA54/ftEatWJNczg/s320/DSC06195.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Learning how to play &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;badminton&lt;/span&gt; in the back yard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SGwhlDL9ZcI/AAAAAAAAA5w/GYhsHHHAiKw/s1600-h/DSC06202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218582988609906114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SGwhlDL9ZcI/AAAAAAAAA5w/GYhsHHHAiKw/s320/DSC06202.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Springer takes a turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SGwha3z2A3I/AAAAAAAAA5o/hUECGfh36Xw/s1600-h/DSC06228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218582813757277042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SGwha3z2A3I/AAAAAAAAA5o/hUECGfh36Xw/s320/DSC06228.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Day two has been utterly relaxing...half of us weren't even up at 9:00 this morning (the girls of our family). After a leisurely ride to the farmer's market, we visited the towns of Gay Head and Menemsha. Carver and Springer enjoyed the cliffs, the lighthouse and the fishing boats in Menemsha. Giorgio and I enjoyed the delicious quahog chowder at &lt;a href="http://www.thebitemenemsha.com/"&gt;The Bite &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;After a visit with a mutual friend at Focus Camp we enjoyed dinner on the deck followed by the evening's game of badminton. It's now close to 9:00 and the kids are soundly sleeping while Giorgio and I enjoy a brisk evening outside. I think I need to grab my sweater-better go!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33452224-7695670607595473543?l=thehiatts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/feeds/7695670607595473543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33452224&amp;postID=7695670607595473543' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/7695670607595473543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/7695670607595473543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/2008/07/gay-head-menemsha-badminton.html' title='Gay Head, Menemsha &amp; Badminton'/><author><name>The Hiatt Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678431768265684599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzGCYSDODI/AAAAAAAABTk/R6J5U9409t4/S220/DSC06634.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SGwiKamwQjI/AAAAAAAAA6I/JdZ71NVnnpA/s72-c/DSC06187.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33452224.post-827663804698950324</id><published>2008-07-01T21:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T03:47:59.957-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Long Day...But We Made It!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We arrived in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Charlottesville&lt;/span&gt;, VA on Sunday evening. Visiting with our dear friends the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Thompsons&lt;/span&gt; was good for everyone in our family. The kids had a wonderful time playing and we were rejuvenated by sweet conversations with Greg and Courtney. Thanks for having us!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SGwmfwtlleI/AAAAAAAAA7I/9dyKsBl8XtE/s1600-h/DSC06105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218588395309471202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SGwmfwtlleI/AAAAAAAAA7I/9dyKsBl8XtE/s320/DSC06105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The superheros-Caroline and Carver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SGwmaupGLOI/AAAAAAAAA7A/Wi2v0RusBOA/s1600-h/DSC06110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218588308854418658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SGwmaupGLOI/AAAAAAAAA7A/Wi2v0RusBOA/s320/DSC06110.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Caroline, Margaret, Annie Mac, Springer &amp;amp; Carver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After leaving &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Charlottesville&lt;/span&gt; we headed north to Connecticut....a long day, but the kids did great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SGwmTAGR5QI/AAAAAAAAA64/QMIdKyeUiRU/s1600-h/DSC06126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218588176101270786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SGwmTAGR5QI/AAAAAAAAA64/QMIdKyeUiRU/s320/DSC06126.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; THIS is how we made our trip-sanely!&lt;br /&gt;Those earphones/DVD player were priceless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SGwmOP75MfI/AAAAAAAAA6w/CH2YTh1eGMg/s1600-h/DSC06133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218588094453330418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SGwmOP75MfI/AAAAAAAAA6w/CH2YTh1eGMg/s320/DSC06133.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;George Washington Bridge&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Bronx, NY &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As we drove past Manhattan, Carver kept saying, "I just feel like I'm dreaming!" He loved seeing the Empire State Building, the bridges and the energizing site of the NYC skyline. I think our love of the city just may have worn off on him! Springer on the other hand slept through the whole thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SGwmIzQMPkI/AAAAAAAAA6o/3x10XYkyeVY/s1600-h/DSC06150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218588000854490690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SGwmIzQMPkI/AAAAAAAAA6o/3x10XYkyeVY/s320/DSC06150.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After a night in Connecticut, Cape Cod welcomed us; we were glad to be there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SGwmCUwgxVI/AAAAAAAAA6g/EU0J1IjSeRo/s1600-h/DSC06152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218587889589339474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SGwmCUwgxVI/AAAAAAAAA6g/EU0J1IjSeRo/s320/DSC06152.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We made it to the ferry several hours ahead of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;schedule&lt;/span&gt;. Thankfully we were given the last spot on a ferry three hours ahead of ours. As you can see we BARELY made it. Here's a shot of the space between our bikes and the ferry doors. Needless to say we were thrilled to get on that boat! &lt;em&gt;It ended up making all the difference in our day. We went to bed with the house fully unpacked and feeling like 'home'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SGwlplGoGUI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/5ZsPOjZCCXM/s1600-h/DSC06153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218587464480332098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SGwlplGoGUI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/5ZsPOjZCCXM/s320/DSC06153.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Carver LOVED the ferry ride.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SGwlI-WbH_I/AAAAAAAAA6Q/iaPT31xbtb4/s1600-h/DSC06176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218586904321794034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SGwlI-WbH_I/AAAAAAAAA6Q/iaPT31xbtb4/s320/DSC06176.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After dinner at &lt;a href="http://theblackdog.com/"&gt;The Black Dog&lt;/a&gt; we came home and played a little game of soccer in the back yard. After 900 miles on the road we all had quite a bit of energy to run off! Soccer, baths and comfy beds (in dark rooms) will hopefully lead to good sleep tonight! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33452224-827663804698950324?l=thehiatts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/feeds/827663804698950324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33452224&amp;postID=827663804698950324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/827663804698950324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/827663804698950324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/2008/07/long-daybut-we-made-it.html' title='A Long Day...But We Made It!'/><author><name>The Hiatt Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678431768265684599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzGCYSDODI/AAAAAAAABTk/R6J5U9409t4/S220/DSC06634.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SGwmfwtlleI/AAAAAAAAA7I/9dyKsBl8XtE/s72-c/DSC06105.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33452224.post-8610791685844014062</id><published>2008-06-27T16:00:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T03:48:00.118-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Vineyard Bound</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; I won't have the chance to post again for a few days..On Sunday we head out for a 6 week sabbatical on Martha's Vineyard. To say that we are excited is akin to saying "Christmas is another day of the year." A vast understatement. We are all in need of good family time and refreshment of our souls.  I hope and pray that this is exactly what we'll enjoy. Once we get set up in our home away from home I will start posting lots of new memories. Until then....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216670490509230034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SGVWLAkQv9I/AAAAAAAAA5g/z8c8kd3iMg4/s320/Vineyard+Cape.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33452224-8610791685844014062?l=thehiatts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/feeds/8610791685844014062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33452224&amp;postID=8610791685844014062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/8610791685844014062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/8610791685844014062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/2008/06/vineyard-bound.html' title='Vineyard Bound'/><author><name>The Hiatt Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678431768265684599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzGCYSDODI/AAAAAAAABTk/R6J5U9409t4/S220/DSC06634.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SGVWLAkQv9I/AAAAAAAAA5g/z8c8kd3iMg4/s72-c/Vineyard+Cape.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33452224.post-4088431743944117184</id><published>2008-06-25T20:19:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T03:48:00.561-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Such a handful!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;While Carver enjoys Vacation Bible School this week, Springer's been having fun&lt;br /&gt;at &lt;em&gt;Camp Samantha&lt;/em&gt;. Samantha, Dylan's older sister, offered to run a little morning camp for Springer and a few of her girl friends from school. Each morning Springer heads off for painting, dancing, music, and story time. Today they each painted a canvas and made cupcakes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She is having a ball! Each day Sam (and her sweet friend Maria who helps) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sends home a note...here's a shot of Springer's note today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215994794528645746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SGLvoU4qonI/AAAAAAAAA5A/_hq9SD0jt14/s320/DSC06096.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Well as if I needed proof of the 'she is such a handful' statement...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215996306799402386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SGLxAWiHHZI/AAAAAAAAA5M/Kce4_EhLyDw/s320/DSC06092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215996808188990082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SGLxdiWtEoI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/SEgaPbmvkQ0/s320/DSC06093.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;This is what she did during rest time-in her defense she &lt;em&gt;was&lt;/em&gt; being quiet. The lovely cream on her arms is a combination of Desitin and Mederma (grape scented scar cream). Lovely. Only half an hour later she was quiet again and I found her covering her hair with hair gel...this little girl gave me a run for my money today-four outfits later, a long, long soak in the tub and now she's sleeping soundly. Probably dreaming of ways to take me down tomorrow! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33452224-4088431743944117184?l=thehiatts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/feeds/4088431743944117184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33452224&amp;postID=4088431743944117184' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/4088431743944117184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/4088431743944117184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/2008/06/such-handful.html' title='&quot;Such a handful!&quot;'/><author><name>The Hiatt Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678431768265684599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzGCYSDODI/AAAAAAAABTk/R6J5U9409t4/S220/DSC06634.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SGLvoU4qonI/AAAAAAAAA5A/_hq9SD0jt14/s72-c/DSC06096.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33452224.post-4420982149888293412</id><published>2008-06-24T19:37:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T03:48:00.745-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleeping Over</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SGGTkHdJ-AI/AAAAAAAAA44/pHNs7Cs5MdE/s1600-h/DSC06087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215612092157655042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SGGTkHdJ-AI/AAAAAAAAA44/pHNs7Cs5MdE/s320/DSC06087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tonight is Carver's first sleep-over at a friends. After having Dylan here earlier this month it was Carver's turn to stay at Dylan's tonight. Last week he literally talked himself into it; I heard him saying "OK, Carver: you can do this!" When I left him today he barely kissed me good-bye. As I backed out of the driveway though he came running out and said "I don't think I want to do this." I reminded him of all the fun things he was looking forwarded to (including 'sugar cereal'-a special treat that Carver knows they'll have for breakfast!) and he quickly smiled and took off running again. They should be in bed by now so I'm assuming all is well. It's mighty quiet around here though; I've missed my little fella this evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Update: &lt;em&gt;The boys had a great time-were asleep by 9 and actually stayed asleep until close to 8 (unlike our last sleepover!).  No tears just smiling faces this morning...good times.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33452224-4420982149888293412?l=thehiatts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/feeds/4420982149888293412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33452224&amp;postID=4420982149888293412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/4420982149888293412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/4420982149888293412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/2008/06/sleeping-over.html' title='Sleeping Over'/><author><name>The Hiatt Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678431768265684599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzGCYSDODI/AAAAAAAABTk/R6J5U9409t4/S220/DSC06634.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SGGTkHdJ-AI/AAAAAAAAA44/pHNs7Cs5MdE/s72-c/DSC06087.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33452224.post-6001864989528791344</id><published>2008-06-23T22:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T03:48:00.904-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Princess</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SGGS8q2SKQI/AAAAAAAAA4w/gXUTpxWLseQ/s1600-h/DSC06003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215611414463523074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SGGS8q2SKQI/AAAAAAAAA4w/gXUTpxWLseQ/s320/DSC06003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Feisty as they come, but a sweetness that can melt my heart.&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/33452224-6001864989528791344?l=thehiatts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/feeds/6001864989528791344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33452224&amp;postID=6001864989528791344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/6001864989528791344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/6001864989528791344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/2008/06/sweet-princess.html' title='Sweet Princess'/><author><name>The Hiatt Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678431768265684599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzGCYSDODI/AAAAAAAABTk/R6J5U9409t4/S220/DSC06634.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SGGS8q2SKQI/AAAAAAAAA4w/gXUTpxWLseQ/s72-c/DSC06003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33452224.post-939008331495417233</id><published>2008-06-13T11:04:00.014-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T03:48:02.137-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A week's worth of memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;After 8 days away from home (and from Daddy) we are now back. The children spent the first part of our time away at Uncle Micah and Aunt Tricia's while I enjoyed a weekend with my college girls. I don't know who enjoyed their time more-me or them! Although I don't have any shots of their time in Atlanta, I've certainly heard all about the fun they had-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thank you again, M &amp;amp; T! &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SFKfWUXKfxI/AAAAAAAAA4o/KHDl1whnomk/s1600-h/DSC05906.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211402924592889618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SFKfWUXKfxI/AAAAAAAAA4o/KHDl1whnomk/s320/DSC05906.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; saying good-bye to Sara James-never easy to do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SFKfB6j5p9I/AAAAAAAAA4g/c1VVwbGCW2Q/s1600-h/DSC05918.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211402574069606354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SFKfB6j5p9I/AAAAAAAAA4g/c1VVwbGCW2Q/s320/DSC05918.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Visiting Pops at his office-the 'spinning chair' and 'crackers'&lt;br /&gt;are among the favorites there. Although nothing tops Pops himself!&lt;br /&gt;He is truly adored by these two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SFKegO7diYI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/1CCr-bxl7jI/s1600-h/DSC05926.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211401995421583746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SFKegO7diYI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/1CCr-bxl7jI/s320/DSC05926.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lunch at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Dinglewood &lt;/span&gt;with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Lieutenant&lt;/span&gt;, a local celebrity...what a treat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SFKd_vYWATI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/iwPGh4KZXIg/s1600-h/DSC05934.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211401437196976434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SFKd_vYWATI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/iwPGh4KZXIg/s320/DSC05934.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A stop by our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Alma&lt;/span&gt; Mater&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SFKds_VYsDI/AAAAAAAAA4I/0HtSk4YJ1yY/s1600-h/DSC05944.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211401115062022194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SFKds_VYsDI/AAAAAAAAA4I/0HtSk4YJ1yY/s320/DSC05944.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Coloring at Granny's with their second cousins, Madison and Isabella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SFKdPOQuA8I/AAAAAAAAA4A/MSFBVS07WN4/s1600-h/DSC05966.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211400603672904642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SFKdPOQuA8I/AAAAAAAAA4A/MSFBVS07WN4/s320/DSC05966.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A day out with Nana and Uncle Nate at Monkey Joe's...&lt;br /&gt;they had a blast. Thank you, Nana!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SFKc3MWwcOI/AAAAAAAAA34/2SSxEcJv50M/s1600-h/DSC05980.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211400190844498146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SFKc3MWwcOI/AAAAAAAAA34/2SSxEcJv50M/s320/DSC05980.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Springer had no fear climbing the largest thing they had-Carver tried to go behind her, but didn't catch up with her in time. He very sweetly asked the boys who were to 'watch my sister; she's little so please catch her if she falls!" Good thing for them, she made it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SFKb5xSafLI/AAAAAAAAA3w/aojc2TVgSTU/s1600-h/DSC05997.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211399135606504626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SFKb5xSafLI/AAAAAAAAA3w/aojc2TVgSTU/s320/DSC05997.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; No trip home is complete with a visit to the museum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SFKbfwTfuaI/AAAAAAAAA3o/0efwa3-Vl4w/s1600-h/DSC05984.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211398688666007970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SFKbfwTfuaI/AAAAAAAAA3o/0efwa3-Vl4w/s320/DSC05984.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;A big thanks to all who made our trip so much fun. We miss you already!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33452224-939008331495417233?l=thehiatts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/feeds/939008331495417233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33452224&amp;postID=939008331495417233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/939008331495417233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/939008331495417233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/2008/06/weeks-worth-of-memories.html' title='A week&apos;s worth of memories'/><author><name>The Hiatt Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678431768265684599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzGCYSDODI/AAAAAAAABTk/R6J5U9409t4/S220/DSC06634.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SFKfWUXKfxI/AAAAAAAAA4o/KHDl1whnomk/s72-c/DSC05906.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33452224.post-460356816382173584</id><published>2008-06-04T15:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T15:18:59.055-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Georgia, Sweet Georgia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The kids and I are off to Georgia for a week.  I have my annual college girls weekend &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and Micah and Tricia are graciously keeping Carver and Springer.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After that we're heading to Columbus to visit family.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lots of pictures and memories to share when we return.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33452224-460356816382173584?l=thehiatts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/feeds/460356816382173584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33452224&amp;postID=460356816382173584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/460356816382173584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/460356816382173584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/2008/06/georgia-sweet-georgia.html' title='Georgia, Sweet Georgia'/><author><name>The Hiatt Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678431768265684599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzGCYSDODI/AAAAAAAABTk/R6J5U9409t4/S220/DSC06634.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33452224.post-4097095493538139972</id><published>2008-06-02T13:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T03:48:02.335-05:00</updated><title type='text'>1:34 PM-The Day After</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SEQvkwMC1-I/AAAAAAAAA3g/UZyQPGflevA/s1600-h/DSC05856.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207339377604351970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SEQvkwMC1-I/AAAAAAAAA3g/UZyQPGflevA/s320/DSC05856.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At 11 o'clock last night they were fast asleep-when I went upstairs at 10:30 they were not.  Being that Carver still sleeps about 12 hours a night I assumed a late wake-up was in order.  Imagine my surprise when I heard voices in Carver's room and looked at the clock-it was 5:15 in the morning!  After a couple of trips to remind them that it was still sleeping time I went back to sleep-they did not.  At 7 they came downstairs and returned to the movie that wasn't finished last night.  How tired must they be?!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When Springer went down for her nap I put Carver down as well -although he assured me he was not tired.  He was asleep before I could finish our song.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Clearly not tired!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What a fun night-the lack of sleep will take care of itself.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sweet memories were made, great fun was had and that's what matters!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33452224-4097095493538139972?l=thehiatts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/feeds/4097095493538139972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33452224&amp;postID=4097095493538139972' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/4097095493538139972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/4097095493538139972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/2008/06/134-pm-day-after.html' title='1:34 PM-The Day After'/><author><name>The Hiatt Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678431768265684599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzGCYSDODI/AAAAAAAABTk/R6J5U9409t4/S220/DSC06634.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SEQvkwMC1-I/AAAAAAAAA3g/UZyQPGflevA/s72-c/DSC05856.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33452224.post-3258774445310951932</id><published>2008-06-01T19:47:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T03:48:02.970-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Carver's First Sleep-Over</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;After lots of talk about it the first sleep-over has officially taken (or rather is taking) place! Dylan came over this afternoon for their first ever (together or otherwise) sleep-over. Following a trip to the playground, dinner at our favorite pizza spot, ice cream cones, lots of playing and a movie they are now tucked in to their coordinating sleeping bags and are resting well. Carver clearly didn't fully get what a sleepover was when he asked, "Mama, can we get Dylan in time for us to play a little before bed?" I think he just imagined us picking Dylan up at bed time and that being it! He was thrilled to learn that an afternoon of playing and even breakfast would be included. Here's to a good night's sleep-and Daddy's delicious pancakes in the morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207091343243007954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SENN_QMC19I/AAAAAAAAA3Y/11go0PIDYls/s320/DSC05839.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207091021120460738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SENNsgMC18I/AAAAAAAAA3Q/EpUQJFDVHDI/s320/DSC05846.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Not to be excluded!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207090746242553778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SENNcgMC17I/AAAAAAAAA3I/9clF8SU6vb8/s320/DSC05848.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Movie time...because clearly they aren't tired!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207090475659614114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SENNMwMC16I/AAAAAAAAA3A/IyWwaEdwpK0/s320/DSC05849.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Even Superheroes need their sleep!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207089968853473170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SENMvQMC15I/AAAAAAAAA24/BzcW1zQxGVk/s320/DSC05850.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33452224-3258774445310951932?l=thehiatts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/feeds/3258774445310951932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33452224&amp;postID=3258774445310951932' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/3258774445310951932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/3258774445310951932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/2008/06/carvers-first-sleep-over.html' title='Carver&apos;s First Sleep-Over'/><author><name>The Hiatt Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678431768265684599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzGCYSDODI/AAAAAAAABTk/R6J5U9409t4/S220/DSC06634.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SENN_QMC19I/AAAAAAAAA3Y/11go0PIDYls/s72-c/DSC05839.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33452224.post-6248103894108545220</id><published>2008-05-31T21:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T03:48:03.736-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blan's Birthday Celebration</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SENCYwMC14I/AAAAAAAAA2w/4fsVwAtR-vM/s1600-h/DSC05781.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207078587190138754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SENCYwMC14I/AAAAAAAAA2w/4fsVwAtR-vM/s320/DSC05781.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy Birthday, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Blan&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SENBxgMC12I/AAAAAAAAA2g/bpiA-uLD11Y/s1600-h/DSC05776.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207077912880273250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SENBxgMC12I/AAAAAAAAA2g/bpiA-uLD11Y/s320/DSC05776.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SENBhwMC11I/AAAAAAAAA2Y/9XUUpFBWf4s/s1600-h/DSC05760.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207077642297333586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SENBhwMC11I/AAAAAAAAA2Y/9XUUpFBWf4s/s320/DSC05760.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Notice the color of ball she chose!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207078213527983986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SENCDAMC13I/AAAAAAAAA2o/ptYuQ3eNgOY/s320/DSC05783.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Taking a break from a strenuous round!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SENAwgMC1zI/AAAAAAAAA2I/_iERrS6KdH0/s1600-h/DSC05768.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207076796188776242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SENAwgMC1zI/AAAAAAAAA2I/_iERrS6KdH0/s320/DSC05768.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207077212800603970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SENBIwMC10I/AAAAAAAAA2Q/axuaTTGOClU/s320/DSC05789.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Not sure who had more fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33452224-6248103894108545220?l=thehiatts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/feeds/6248103894108545220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33452224&amp;postID=6248103894108545220' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/6248103894108545220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/6248103894108545220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/2008/05/blans-birthday-celebration.html' title='Blan&apos;s Birthday Celebration'/><author><name>The Hiatt Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678431768265684599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzGCYSDODI/AAAAAAAABTk/R6J5U9409t4/S220/DSC06634.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SENCYwMC14I/AAAAAAAAA2w/4fsVwAtR-vM/s72-c/DSC05781.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33452224.post-2236959350230544555</id><published>2008-05-29T20:37:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T03:48:04.200-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Endings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today was the last day of preschool.  This year the day is bittersweet.  It was Carver's last day &lt;em&gt;ever&lt;/em&gt; of preschool.  I can't believe that we started this journey four years ago and today that chapter ended.  What a fabulous four years it has been...he has grown in ways I could not begin to imagine four years ago.  He has been taught by wise, loving, encouraging teachers.  He's made precious friends.  He's learned to be a leader and a helper.  He's been pushed and challenged-and he will never be the same because of his time there.  It has been a blessing in the truest form.  As we walked away from school today he burst into tears.  He gets it.  This chapter is over and although the next chapters will be wonderful in their own right (and he is &lt;em&gt;so&lt;/em&gt; excited about his new kindergarten) he also understands that things will never be quite like this again.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To sweet endings and new beginnings....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SD9cE2e4uPI/AAAAAAAAA2A/zXwFh9_MFUY/s1600-h/DSC05748.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205980932677875954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SD9cE2e4uPI/AAAAAAAAA2A/zXwFh9_MFUY/s320/DSC05748.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Big hugs before heading off for their last day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SD9bhGe4uOI/AAAAAAAAA14/ooTDwEQ-MQk/s1600-h/DSC05754.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205980318497552610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SD9bhGe4uOI/AAAAAAAAA14/ooTDwEQ-MQk/s320/DSC05754.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mrs. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Byrum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SD9bT2e4uNI/AAAAAAAAA1w/26WQPLNfAD4/s1600-h/DSC05753.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205980090864285906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SD9bT2e4uNI/AAAAAAAAA1w/26WQPLNfAD4/s320/DSC05753.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mrs. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;VanNort&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SD9a2We4uMI/AAAAAAAAA1o/z3q63n4AKwE/s1600-h/DSC05751.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205979584058144962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SD9a2We4uMI/AAAAAAAAA1o/z3q63n4AKwE/s320/DSC05751.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Miss Lindsay &amp;amp; Miss Julia &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33452224-2236959350230544555?l=thehiatts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/feeds/2236959350230544555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33452224&amp;postID=2236959350230544555' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/2236959350230544555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/2236959350230544555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/2008/05/endings.html' title='Endings'/><author><name>The Hiatt Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678431768265684599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzGCYSDODI/AAAAAAAABTk/R6J5U9409t4/S220/DSC06634.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SD9cE2e4uPI/AAAAAAAAA2A/zXwFh9_MFUY/s72-c/DSC05748.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33452224.post-5764286336868451955</id><published>2008-05-25T22:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T03:48:04.346-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Memorial Day Picnic + 7 Plus Mile Bike Ride=</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; a family who should sleep well tonight!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205029709090961586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SDv68We4uLI/AAAAAAAAA1g/74lZif-BxC4/s320/DSC05740.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We were invited to celebrate the day at a picnic a little more then 3.5 miles away...being that we'll be spending much of our sabbatical on bikes we thought this was a good chance to break in Carver. Let me say that there were several tough hills and it wasn't exactly cool outside, but he did great! Not so much as a whimper. I was so proud of him-and he of himself! We all arrived back home ready for nice cool showers and big glasses of water, but it was a very fun adventure. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33452224-5764286336868451955?l=thehiatts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/feeds/5764286336868451955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33452224&amp;postID=5764286336868451955' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/5764286336868451955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/5764286336868451955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/2008/05/memorial-day-picnic-7-plus-mile-bike.html' title='Memorial Day Picnic + 7 Plus Mile Bike Ride='/><author><name>The Hiatt Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678431768265684599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzGCYSDODI/AAAAAAAABTk/R6J5U9409t4/S220/DSC06634.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SDv68We4uLI/AAAAAAAAA1g/74lZif-BxC4/s72-c/DSC05740.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33452224.post-1146579085747459520</id><published>2008-05-23T20:38:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T03:48:04.888-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Slippin' &amp; Slidin'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yesterday afternoon found us playing with old friends.  Vail and Haven's mom, Sydney, is a college friend of mine and it's always so nice to spend time with her while the kids play.  Sydney had just picked up a &lt;em&gt;Slip and Slide&lt;/em&gt; and the warm sunny day made a perfect chance to try it out.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The kids had a ball-although the hose water's temperature was &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;not matching that of the sun's!  &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SDdy2We4uII/AAAAAAAAA1I/LV9ffDMX574/s1600-h/DSC05732.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203754172523526274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SDdy2We4uII/AAAAAAAAA1I/LV9ffDMX574/s320/DSC05732.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Carver and Vail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SDdyjGe4uHI/AAAAAAAAA1A/a__6KgSap1s/s1600-h/DSC05700.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203753841811044466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SDdyjGe4uHI/AAAAAAAAA1A/a__6KgSap1s/s320/DSC05700.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sydney and I laughed that the Slip and Slide has not changed since we were children-&lt;br /&gt;it's still just a sheet of plastic that doesn't stay very straight when you slide on it! &lt;br /&gt;Someone was a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;genius&lt;/span&gt; though because the fun never grows old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SDdySWe4uGI/AAAAAAAAA04/eRXOBdsAt8c/s1600-h/DSC05717.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203753554048235618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SDdySWe4uGI/AAAAAAAAA04/eRXOBdsAt8c/s320/DSC05717.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SDdyA2e4uFI/AAAAAAAAA0w/9ybBrmcX9lg/s1600-h/DSC05729.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203753253400524882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SDdyA2e4uFI/AAAAAAAAA0w/9ybBrmcX9lg/s320/DSC05729.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Springer wasn't the best at sliding, but she thoroughly enjoyed the water!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33452224-1146579085747459520?l=thehiatts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/feeds/1146579085747459520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33452224&amp;postID=1146579085747459520' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/1146579085747459520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/1146579085747459520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/2008/05/slippin-slidin.html' title='Slippin&apos; &amp; Slidin&apos;'/><author><name>The Hiatt Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678431768265684599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzGCYSDODI/AAAAAAAABTk/R6J5U9409t4/S220/DSC06634.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SDdy2We4uII/AAAAAAAAA1I/LV9ffDMX574/s72-c/DSC05732.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33452224.post-3820583106956656969</id><published>2008-05-22T20:04:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T03:48:05.429-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Girl!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Two weeks ago we began (and have been mostly successful with) potty training. If one change was not enough I decided this was a good time to go with the whole 'big girl' theme and move her out of her crib and into her big girl bed. To do this required a little construction and she moved downstairs to the guest room (or more fondly referred to as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Pop's&lt;/span&gt; room) for about two weeks. During her stay downstairs she regularly checked on the progress of her 'big girl room'. Well, after many days of working it is mostly complete and on Wednesday night we moved her into her new bed. She declared "I &lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;wuv&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; my big girl room!". When reminded that she was not allowed to get out of her bed she proudly responded "I don't &lt;em&gt;want&lt;/em&gt; to get out of my bed!" And she hasn't...so far so good. Here's a shot of her room and her in her bed on the first night. She looks like such a such a little pea in the big &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ol&lt;/span&gt;' bed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203751230470928418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SDdwLGe4uCI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/1jmke2WuAd8/s320/DSC05684.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203751561183410226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SDdweWe4uDI/AAAAAAAAA0g/pwj8H0n8SbY/s320/DSC05698.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203751900485826626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SDdwyGe4uEI/AAAAAAAAA0o/Z8eFuwJZGNc/s320/DSC05699.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33452224-3820583106956656969?l=thehiatts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/feeds/3820583106956656969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33452224&amp;postID=3820583106956656969' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/3820583106956656969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/3820583106956656969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/2008/05/big-girl.html' title='Big Girl!'/><author><name>The Hiatt Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678431768265684599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzGCYSDODI/AAAAAAAABTk/R6J5U9409t4/S220/DSC06634.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SDdwLGe4uCI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/1jmke2WuAd8/s72-c/DSC05684.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33452224.post-5455748352702891762</id><published>2008-05-20T20:37:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T03:48:05.825-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sundaes on the Patio</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;On Monday we celebrated the graduation of the all the children heading to Kindergarten in the fall. The children's cherub choir sang, they climbed on the 'big tree' (a huge, well loved magnolia) and then enjoyed ice cream sundaes with every topping imaginable. As always Carver hit the ground running and I don't think I saw him until it was time to go...but I did get a shot of his "what I want to be when I grow up picture." No idea where this idea came from!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203748520346564610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SDdttWe4uAI/AAAAAAAAA0I/G0JTmff-c9c/s320/DSC05676.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203748649195583506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SDdt02e4uBI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/34vjL66oFjg/s320/DSC05677.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Money and ice cream &lt;em&gt;do&lt;/em&gt; make the world go 'round!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33452224-5455748352702891762?l=thehiatts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/feeds/5455748352702891762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33452224&amp;postID=5455748352702891762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/5455748352702891762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/5455748352702891762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/2008/05/sundaes-on-patio.html' title='Sundaes on the Patio'/><author><name>The Hiatt Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678431768265684599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzGCYSDODI/AAAAAAAABTk/R6J5U9409t4/S220/DSC06634.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SDdttWe4uAI/AAAAAAAAA0I/G0JTmff-c9c/s72-c/DSC05676.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33452224.post-5873829419401632047</id><published>2008-05-16T19:03:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T03:48:06.233-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Fun Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Each year the children's school holds Family Fun Day-bouncy things, snow cones, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;tattoos&lt;/span&gt;, fire trucks, bubbles...it's a great way to begin the year's end.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This year's festivities did not disappoint.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SDdraWe4t_I/AAAAAAAAA0A/zIT_S7AMIL0/s1600-h/DSC05668.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203745994905794546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SDdraWe4t_I/AAAAAAAAA0A/zIT_S7AMIL0/s320/DSC05668.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Springer takes a snow cone break with Daddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SDdrMme4t-I/AAAAAAAAAz4/U9g0xAqeblU/s1600-h/DSC05673.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203745758682593250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SDdrMme4t-I/AAAAAAAAAz4/U9g0xAqeblU/s320/DSC05673.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The ONLY shot I got of Carver...now that he's the big man on campus&lt;br /&gt;he runs around doing his own thing. &lt;br /&gt;I only managed to capture him when I called for lunch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SDdq6We4t9I/AAAAAAAAAzw/FnD-3cp-sMI/s1600-h/DSC05663.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203745445149980626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SDdq6We4t9I/AAAAAAAAAzw/FnD-3cp-sMI/s320/DSC05663.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Springer's favorite: bubbles!&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/33452224-5873829419401632047?l=thehiatts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/feeds/5873829419401632047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33452224&amp;postID=5873829419401632047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/5873829419401632047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/5873829419401632047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/2008/05/family-fun-day.html' title='Family Fun Day'/><author><name>The Hiatt Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678431768265684599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzGCYSDODI/AAAAAAAABTk/R6J5U9409t4/S220/DSC06634.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SDdraWe4t_I/AAAAAAAAA0A/zIT_S7AMIL0/s72-c/DSC05668.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33452224.post-6550737371899348806</id><published>2008-05-13T20:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T03:48:06.415-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother's Day with Pops</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My dad continued his tradition of spending Mother's Day weekend with us and another fabulous visit was had. Although I did a terrible job documenting our time with him it was a great fun. We played at the park, rode bikes, rode the light rail, grilled out, laughed, read, laughed more and cuddled. After he left (and we all cried) I asked Carver what his favorite part of the weekend was and he said "just being with my Pops". My feelings exactly!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SCpFDt1pviI/AAAAAAAAAzk/_zMCe-2Ok90/s1600-h/DSC05629.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200044649899212322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SCpFDt1pviI/AAAAAAAAAzk/_zMCe-2Ok90/s320/DSC05629.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Enjoying a cold drink before getting back on the light rail...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SCpES91pvhI/AAAAAAAAAzc/_dxKbVZ3epg/s1600-h/DSC05627.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200043812380589586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SCpES91pvhI/AAAAAAAAAzc/_dxKbVZ3epg/s320/DSC05627.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We love you and look forward to seeing you in just a few weeks! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33452224-6550737371899348806?l=thehiatts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/feeds/6550737371899348806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33452224&amp;postID=6550737371899348806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/6550737371899348806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/6550737371899348806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/2008/05/mothers-day-with-pops.html' title='Mother&apos;s Day with Pops'/><author><name>The Hiatt Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678431768265684599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzGCYSDODI/AAAAAAAABTk/R6J5U9409t4/S220/DSC06634.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SCpFDt1pviI/AAAAAAAAAzk/_zMCe-2Ok90/s72-c/DSC05629.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33452224.post-1792899364880039589</id><published>2008-05-04T13:28:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T03:48:07.055-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss "Party All The Time"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Springer had quite the weekend of parties...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;first she celebrated Abby's 3rd birthday &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;as a princess. Springer went as Tinker Belle &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(almost a princess, don't you think?) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;complete with painted (hot) pink toes-a first! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She loves her toenails...many times &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a day she'll just look at them and say 'do you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;wuv&lt;/span&gt; my toenails?!' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She certainly does.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SB3-hlBvepI/AAAAAAAAAzU/-t_XHghZwcU/s1600-h/DSC05584.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196589397883976338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SB3-hlBvepI/AAAAAAAAAzU/-t_XHghZwcU/s320/DSC05584.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SB3-QVBveoI/AAAAAAAAAzM/UYfEEZe6MAA/s1600-h/DSC05588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196589101531232898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SB3-QVBveoI/AAAAAAAAAzM/UYfEEZe6MAA/s320/DSC05588.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The pretty princesses wait for their cake...&lt;br /&gt;Abby, the birthday girl, is the first on the left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday, Springer celebrated her friend Ellie's third birthday.&lt;br /&gt;Springer, Abby and Ellie will all be in class together next year.&lt;br /&gt;Their older brothers, Zach and Wyatt, have been friends of Carver's&lt;br /&gt;since they were little as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SB39wVBvenI/AAAAAAAAAzE/7V0a7_3lePI/s1600-h/DSC05613.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196588551775418994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SB39wVBvenI/AAAAAAAAAzE/7V0a7_3lePI/s320/DSC05613.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The birthday girl and Springer wait for their pink cupcakes.&lt;br /&gt;Springer kept saying, "I'm ready for the birthday."&lt;br /&gt;She meant the birthday CAKE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SB39iVBvemI/AAAAAAAAAy8/4yp5y1SrLME/s1600-h/DSC05625.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196588311257250402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SB39iVBvemI/AAAAAAAAAy8/4yp5y1SrLME/s320/DSC05625.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The cupcake didn't last long...after carefully licking all the icing off&lt;br /&gt;Springer put it straight in-all at once!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SB39L1BvelI/AAAAAAAAAy0/fXYWMW9KfLM/s1600-h/DSC05626.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196587924710193746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SB39L1BvelI/AAAAAAAAAy0/fXYWMW9KfLM/s320/DSC05626.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All partied out! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33452224-1792899364880039589?l=thehiatts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/feeds/1792899364880039589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33452224&amp;postID=1792899364880039589' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/1792899364880039589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/1792899364880039589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/2008/05/miss-party-all-time.html' title='Miss &quot;Party All The Time&quot;'/><author><name>The Hiatt Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678431768265684599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzGCYSDODI/AAAAAAAABTk/R6J5U9409t4/S220/DSC06634.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SB3-hlBvepI/AAAAAAAAAzU/-t_XHghZwcU/s72-c/DSC05584.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33452224.post-6157237692037347097</id><published>2008-04-27T21:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T03:48:07.698-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Carver's class recently wrapped up a study of puppets.  They built a puppet stage for their class, made puppets, and recreated stories using their puppets.  It's been great fun and to show off some of their new found knowledge they put on a puppet show for the 3 day 3's class.  Springer and I joined the audience and got a real kick out of all of the mini shows.  Carver and Dylan put on "Jack and Bill".  They re-wrote the story and added their own puppets and twist to the story.  &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194094361187416498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SBUhTVBvebI/AAAAAAAAAxk/Tzfpqi4obRE/s320/DSC05559.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Getting ready to go on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SBUiCFBvedI/AAAAAAAAAx0/S2XjHZ2LDHw/s1600-h/DSC05562.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194095164346300882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SBUiCFBvedI/AAAAAAAAAx0/S2XjHZ2LDHw/s320/DSC05562.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194095550893357538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SBUiYlBveeI/AAAAAAAAAx8/QrMcUtNECig/s320/DSC05565.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Springer made herself at home among the three year &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;olds&lt;/span&gt;.  She got such a kick out of the show-regularly belting out a huge laugh.  The little girl in front of her was not pleased with her outbursts.  I got so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;tickled&lt;/span&gt; watching her try to '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;shhhsh&lt;/span&gt;' a very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;un'shhhsh'able&lt;/span&gt; Springer!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know her pain!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194094786389178818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SBUhsFBvecI/AAAAAAAAAxs/grmozJpqpQ4/s320/DSC05569.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Take a bow ("and girls curtsy"-as Carver, the director, reminded everyone)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SBUg71BveaI/AAAAAAAAAxc/HuacKLAdiNM/s1600-h/DSC05571.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194093957460490658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SBUg71BveaI/AAAAAAAAAxc/HuacKLAdiNM/s320/DSC05571.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After the show Springer decided to check out the action behind the scenes.&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/33452224-6157237692037347097?l=thehiatts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/feeds/6157237692037347097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33452224&amp;postID=6157237692037347097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/6157237692037347097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/6157237692037347097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/2008/04/carvers-class-recently-wrapped-up-study.html' title=''/><author><name>The Hiatt Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678431768265684599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzGCYSDODI/AAAAAAAABTk/R6J5U9409t4/S220/DSC06634.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SBUhTVBvebI/AAAAAAAAAxk/Tzfpqi4obRE/s72-c/DSC05559.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33452224.post-6474366146620355431</id><published>2008-04-27T19:42:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T03:48:08.458-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Art Gallery Reception</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;On Thursday evening Carver and Springer's preschool held the annual art gallery open house. The halls were filled with beautiful work crafted entirely by our little ones hands. As an aside,their school does an amazing job with art and art history. No cookie cutter art work to be found; instead the children really learn what goes in to making masterpieces. I am constantly in awe at all they're learning.  All of the artists &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;receive&lt;/span&gt; name tags and proudly stand before their work as we madly snap pictures. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SBUn1VBvekI/AAAAAAAAAys/ZGdi-TNeKA4/s1600-h/DSC05548.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194101542372735554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SBUn1VBvekI/AAAAAAAAAys/ZGdi-TNeKA4/s320/DSC05548.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SBUnCFBvejI/AAAAAAAAAyk/yqPYtNMoJmI/s1600-h/DSC05545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194100661904439858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SBUnCFBvejI/AAAAAAAAAyk/yqPYtNMoJmI/s320/DSC05545.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Tom the Dinosaur"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tempera paint with blocks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SBUmiVBveiI/AAAAAAAAAyc/ZHOl6Icgmx0/s1600-h/DSC05542.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194100116443593250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SBUmiVBveiI/AAAAAAAAAyc/ZHOl6Icgmx0/s320/DSC05542.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Marble painting &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Carver's is on the bottom; Dylan's is above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SBUmGVBvehI/AAAAAAAAAyU/WnOWu8WMYSg/s1600-h/DSC05541.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194099635407256082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SBUmGVBvehI/AAAAAAAAAyU/WnOWu8WMYSg/s320/DSC05541.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The purple painting to her left belongs to our little artist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SBUlzVBvegI/AAAAAAAAAyM/F8xBYWBNEWY/s1600-h/DSC05532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194099308989741570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SBUlzVBvegI/AAAAAAAAAyM/F8xBYWBNEWY/s320/DSC05532.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SBUlRlBvefI/AAAAAAAAAyE/fTwowwOBOco/s1600-h/DSC05521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194098729169156594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SBUlRlBvefI/AAAAAAAAAyE/fTwowwOBOco/s320/DSC05521.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One art event wasn't enough for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;evening so &lt;/span&gt;we headed over to Carver's new kindergarten for a school wide art gallery opening and dinner on the grounds. Springer was in rare (actually to our dismay-not so rare) form and was all over the place. My camera never made it out of my purse, but we had a great time none the less. We met our sweet host family and ran into other old friends as well. We're all really looking forward to this new beginning...although sweet Springer's eyes filled with tears at the mention of her brother going to another school. Currently they are across the hall from one another and more than once she's requested to go visit him. Apparently, she'll come in with her teacher, give Carver a hug and head back to her room. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She will certainly miss that next fall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33452224-6474366146620355431?l=thehiatts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/feeds/6474366146620355431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33452224&amp;postID=6474366146620355431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/6474366146620355431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/6474366146620355431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/2008/04/art-gallery-reception.html' title='Art Gallery Reception'/><author><name>The Hiatt Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678431768265684599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzGCYSDODI/AAAAAAAABTk/R6J5U9409t4/S220/DSC06634.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SBUn1VBvekI/AAAAAAAAAys/ZGdi-TNeKA4/s72-c/DSC05548.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33452224.post-6498080223190782698</id><published>2008-04-20T19:30:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T03:48:08.993-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Garden Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;These pictures speak for themselves...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;over the weekend we purchased plants to fill containers and window boxes; let's just say that the children thoroughly enjoyed the leftover dirt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SBUcsFBveZI/AAAAAAAAAxU/bBkUsud7Y3g/s1600-h/DSC05505.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194089288831039890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SBUcsFBveZI/AAAAAAAAAxU/bBkUsud7Y3g/s320/DSC05505.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194088889399081346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SBUcU1BveYI/AAAAAAAAAxM/7kZE6W7FIaA/s320/DSC05491.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SBUb_lBveXI/AAAAAAAAAxE/1owU6owbf-M/s1600-h/DSC05496.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194088524326861170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SBUb_lBveXI/AAAAAAAAAxE/1owU6owbf-M/s320/DSC05496.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SBUbjFBveWI/AAAAAAAAAw8/VhvoBkxoB4w/s1600-h/DSC05514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194088034700589410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SBUbjFBveWI/AAAAAAAAAw8/VhvoBkxoB4w/s320/DSC05514.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33452224-6498080223190782698?l=thehiatts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/feeds/6498080223190782698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33452224&amp;postID=6498080223190782698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/6498080223190782698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/6498080223190782698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/2008/04/garden-party.html' title='Garden Party'/><author><name>The Hiatt Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678431768265684599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzGCYSDODI/AAAAAAAABTk/R6J5U9409t4/S220/DSC06634.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SBUcsFBveZI/AAAAAAAAAxU/bBkUsud7Y3g/s72-c/DSC05505.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33452224.post-4981981354447292384</id><published>2008-04-16T20:13:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T03:48:09.434-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Pals</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SAaVsjU2voI/AAAAAAAAAws/cIrkbI1YPl8/s1600-h/DSC05482.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190000213220572802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SAaVsjU2voI/AAAAAAAAAws/cIrkbI1YPl8/s320/DSC05482.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190000569702858386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SAaWBTU2vpI/AAAAAAAAAw0/WwSsNAyxzJU/s320/DSC05483.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love the look on Springer's face...she is just so smitten with her big brother. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now, don't get me wrong the tides can turn without warning, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but when it's good it's very good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33452224-4981981354447292384?l=thehiatts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/feeds/4981981354447292384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33452224&amp;postID=4981981354447292384' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/4981981354447292384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/4981981354447292384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/2008/04/sweet-pals.html' title='Sweet Pals'/><author><name>The Hiatt Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678431768265684599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzGCYSDODI/AAAAAAAABTk/R6J5U9409t4/S220/DSC06634.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SAaVsjU2voI/AAAAAAAAAws/cIrkbI1YPl8/s72-c/DSC05482.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33452224.post-1120283102014543915</id><published>2008-04-15T19:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T03:48:10.368-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Break Wrap Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We ended spring break on a wonderful note-on Thursday Micah, Tricia and Sara James came up for a long weekend. On Friday we headed to &lt;a href="http://www.lazy5ranch.com/"&gt;Lazy 5 Ranch&lt;/a&gt; for a little visit with some exotic animals. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All week prior Springer talked non-stop about how she wanted to "hug &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;da&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;wamas&lt;/span&gt;". Well suffice it to say as soon as that llama stuck it's large head into our car her tune quickly changed. She didn't cry or say a peep, but the picture below captures her position for much of the journey. Carver on the other hand was wonderfully brave as he held tightly to the feed bowl and fed llamas, ostriches, cows and other large horned animals. Sara James squealed in delight and both she and Springer found the funny looking ostrich particularly amusing. It was a great adventure to share with our family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SAZcKzU2vmI/AAAAAAAAAwc/yrWbiy5VqDQ/s1600-h/DSC05429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189936961237204578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SAZcKzU2vmI/AAAAAAAAAwc/yrWbiy5VqDQ/s320/DSC05429.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189938687814057586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SAZdvTU2vnI/AAAAAAAAAwk/FHKMK0G3vdw/s320/DSC05417.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SAZaUDU2vkI/AAAAAAAAAwM/yjeLJlSkdHM/s1600-h/DSC05448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189934921127738946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SAZaUDU2vkI/AAAAAAAAAwM/yjeLJlSkdHM/s320/DSC05448.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SAZZvzU2vjI/AAAAAAAAAwE/teZL24D7tOA/s1600-h/DSC05468.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189934298357481010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SAZZvzU2vjI/AAAAAAAAAwE/teZL24D7tOA/s320/DSC05468.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Saturday began with a bit of drizzle, but that didn't stop us from continuing our theme of animal adventures. The children particularly enjoyed the Nature Path at the Nature Museum. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Or maybe it was just that they could run freely?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SAZZgzU2viI/AAAAAAAAAv8/8IxuQABnUfs/s1600-h/DSC05478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189934040659443234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SAZZgzU2viI/AAAAAAAAAv8/8IxuQABnUfs/s320/DSC05478.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We tried our best to get a cute shot of all three of them, but I never quite captured it. By Sunday afternoon sweet Sara James was not in the mood to pose; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's a good shot for posterity though!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks for coming y'all! We miss you much.&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/33452224-1120283102014543915?l=thehiatts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/feeds/1120283102014543915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33452224&amp;postID=1120283102014543915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/1120283102014543915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/1120283102014543915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/2008/04/spring-break-wrap-up.html' title='Spring Break Wrap Up'/><author><name>The Hiatt Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678431768265684599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzGCYSDODI/AAAAAAAABTk/R6J5U9409t4/S220/DSC06634.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SAZcKzU2vmI/AAAAAAAAAwc/yrWbiy5VqDQ/s72-c/DSC05429.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33452224.post-8168662462163539278</id><published>2008-04-09T20:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T03:48:10.837-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Art Adventure</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R_1eqpjxGEI/AAAAAAAAAv0/lx3yfeIH2-U/s1600-h/DSC05400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187406432604067906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R_1eqpjxGEI/AAAAAAAAAv0/lx3yfeIH2-U/s320/DSC05400.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R_1eWJjxGDI/AAAAAAAAAvs/JPDngSsFsY8/s1600-h/DSC05402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187406080416749618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R_1eWJjxGDI/AAAAAAAAAvs/JPDngSsFsY8/s320/DSC05402.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R_1dhJjxGBI/AAAAAAAAAvc/Bob8pES8NNY/s1600-h/DSC05405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187405169883682834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R_1dhJjxGBI/AAAAAAAAAvc/Bob8pES8NNY/s320/DSC05405.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Carver and I created a week's worth of 'adventures' for spring break...today was art day. Although we didn't spend the whole day doing art the better part of the afternoon was spent painting. It wasn't the cleanest of days around the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hiatt&lt;/span&gt; house, but much fun was had. Carver and Springer both worked &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;diligently&lt;/span&gt; on their masterpieces. Carver pulled out a picture of &lt;em&gt;Starry Night &lt;/em&gt;and worked on creating his own similar painting. Not to be out done, Springer brought in a book of her own and began painting "Cinderella". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Day three of our spring break adventures was a hit!&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/33452224-8168662462163539278?l=thehiatts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/feeds/8168662462163539278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33452224&amp;postID=8168662462163539278' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/8168662462163539278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/8168662462163539278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/2008/04/art-adventure.html' title='Art Adventure'/><author><name>The Hiatt Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678431768265684599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzGCYSDODI/AAAAAAAABTk/R6J5U9409t4/S220/DSC06634.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R_1eqpjxGEI/AAAAAAAAAv0/lx3yfeIH2-U/s72-c/DSC05400.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33452224.post-634156015510489389</id><published>2008-04-08T19:22:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T03:48:11.224-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A little road trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;To celebrate our second day of spring break we hit the road to visit &lt;a href="http://themorrisonsathome.blogspot.com"&gt;the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Morrisons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.  Jennifer and I enjoyed catching up and the boys and Springer enjoyed trains, bubbles, hide and seek and some chocolate milk!  Thanks friends, for letting us join y'all today!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R_v7t8SEm4I/AAAAAAAAAvU/gHZlY5w4Y18/s1600-h/DSC05388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187016162541869954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R_v7t8SEm4I/AAAAAAAAAvU/gHZlY5w4Y18/s320/DSC05388.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Springer, Carver and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Blan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R_v7CcSEm3I/AAAAAAAAAvM/rx5txVkYYVI/s1600-h/DSC05390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187015415217560434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R_v7CcSEm3I/AAAAAAAAAvM/rx5txVkYYVI/s320/DSC05390.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We couldn't pass by Daddy's Alma Mater without making a quick stop to the bookstore to pick up some goodies.  As we've whole &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;heartedly&lt;/span&gt; cheered the Wildcats on during March madness Carver &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;declared&lt;/span&gt; a picture with the wildcat a must!  We're certainly proud of them!&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/33452224-634156015510489389?l=thehiatts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/feeds/634156015510489389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33452224&amp;postID=634156015510489389' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/634156015510489389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/634156015510489389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/2008/04/little-road-trip.html' title='A little road trip'/><author><name>The Hiatt Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678431768265684599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzGCYSDODI/AAAAAAAABTk/R6J5U9409t4/S220/DSC06634.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R_v7t8SEm4I/AAAAAAAAAvU/gHZlY5w4Y18/s72-c/DSC05388.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33452224.post-3724260617489864281</id><published>2008-04-07T21:44:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T03:48:12.210-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lions and Tigers and Bears, Oh My!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cloudy skies and chilly temperatures were no match for us this morning. After weeks of talking about it, we headed off to the zoo.  Springer's been planning to see the "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;wions&lt;/span&gt; and elephants" and Carver was anxious to see the tigers. Well, we did that and much, much more! The elephants took top honor with Springer and Carver deemed the flamingos the 'most interesting' animal in the zoo. A great way to kick off Spring break!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R_rLU8SEm2I/AAAAAAAAAu8/kA3O56Zk03U/s1600-h/DSC05302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186681481510296418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R_rLU8SEm2I/AAAAAAAAAu8/kA3O56Zk03U/s320/DSC05302.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R_rK7cSEm1I/AAAAAAAAAu0/R9Rg8fFzh5c/s1600-h/DSC05330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186681043423632210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R_rK7cSEm1I/AAAAAAAAAu0/R9Rg8fFzh5c/s320/DSC05330.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R_rKkcSEm0I/AAAAAAAAAus/kK1LqHT0W4g/s1600-h/DSC05342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186680648286640962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R_rKkcSEm0I/AAAAAAAAAus/kK1LqHT0W4g/s320/DSC05342.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Springer was smitten with the little ape...this hug was entirely her doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R_rKQMSEmzI/AAAAAAAAAuk/mb-_WM8gaNM/s1600-h/DSC05360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186680300394289970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R_rKQMSEmzI/AAAAAAAAAuk/mb-_WM8gaNM/s320/DSC05360.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R_rJ-MSEmyI/AAAAAAAAAuc/4l0OAjKzj60/s1600-h/DSC05361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186679991156644642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R_rJ-MSEmyI/AAAAAAAAAuc/4l0OAjKzj60/s320/DSC05361.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R_rJYMSEmxI/AAAAAAAAAuU/ET_7wXSvSo0/s1600-h/DSC05375.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186679338321615634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R_rJYMSEmxI/AAAAAAAAAuU/ET_7wXSvSo0/s320/DSC05375.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R_rIysSEmwI/AAAAAAAAAuM/kxp9y7AjMJo/s1600-h/DSC05382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186678694076521218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R_rIysSEmwI/AAAAAAAAAuM/kxp9y7AjMJo/s320/DSC05382.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33452224-3724260617489864281?l=thehiatts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/feeds/3724260617489864281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33452224&amp;postID=3724260617489864281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/3724260617489864281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/3724260617489864281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/2008/04/lions-and-tigers-and-bears-oh-my.html' title='Lions and Tigers and Bears, Oh My!'/><author><name>The Hiatt Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678431768265684599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzGCYSDODI/AAAAAAAABTk/R6J5U9409t4/S220/DSC06634.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R_rLU8SEm2I/AAAAAAAAAu8/kA3O56Zk03U/s72-c/DSC05302.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33452224.post-5692099725986098409</id><published>2008-04-07T21:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T03:48:12.351-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Because</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R_rH-MSEmvI/AAAAAAAAAuE/q-NKGhfQ1yw/s1600-h/DSC05298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186677792133389042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R_rH-MSEmvI/AAAAAAAAAuE/q-NKGhfQ1yw/s320/DSC05298.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This was taken almost two weeks ago now, but I forgot about it until just this evening. G and I have remarked lately that Carver and Springer have become really good pals. They play real games together-without needing a referee-and they love it. This is a recent example of one of their make believe games. You see that Carver dressed them in Daddy's matching t-shirts and they created swords and shields from things they found around the house. They were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Musketeers&lt;/span&gt;, I believe, and fought with the best of them. These are often exhausting, but greatly fun, days. It thrills my heart to watch them love time with one another. May it always be so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33452224-5692099725986098409?l=thehiatts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/feeds/5692099725986098409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33452224&amp;postID=5692099725986098409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/5692099725986098409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/5692099725986098409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/2008/04/just-because.html' title='Just Because'/><author><name>The Hiatt Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678431768265684599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzGCYSDODI/AAAAAAAABTk/R6J5U9409t4/S220/DSC06634.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R_rH-MSEmvI/AAAAAAAAAuE/q-NKGhfQ1yw/s72-c/DSC05298.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33452224.post-1572023977016271553</id><published>2008-03-23T22:02:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T03:48:12.992-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Easter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R-cKiMSEmuI/AAAAAAAAAt8/uyOGyFYz8E4/s1600-h/DSC05118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181121478841899746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R-cKiMSEmuI/AAAAAAAAAt8/uyOGyFYz8E4/s320/DSC05118.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am sure Photoshop could cover her torn up nose quite nicely, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but this is who Springer is this year...our pretty little tough girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R-cKK8SEmtI/AAAAAAAAAt0/xZTkB_1ORb4/s1600-h/DSC05140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181121079409941202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R-cKK8SEmtI/AAAAAAAAAt0/xZTkB_1ORb4/s320/DSC05140.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Carver insisted on getting a bow tie for Easter.  I had to take a big gulp&lt;br /&gt;(he just looks so old!), but he was as proud as could be and thoroughly&lt;br /&gt; enjoyed his big boy look.  Uncle Micah and Pops (fellow bow tie wearers)&lt;br /&gt;would be proud!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R-cJ7cSEmsI/AAAAAAAAAts/4S86DjoUeoc/s1600-h/DSC05135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181120813121968834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R-cJ7cSEmsI/AAAAAAAAAts/4S86DjoUeoc/s320/DSC05135.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R-cJj8SEmrI/AAAAAAAAAtk/UTeRCcTryEQ/s1600-h/DSC05134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181120409395042994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R-cJj8SEmrI/AAAAAAAAAtk/UTeRCcTryEQ/s320/DSC05134.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R-cJNMSEmqI/AAAAAAAAAtc/NGo8pKZ67WE/s1600-h/DSC05171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181120018553019042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R-cJNMSEmqI/AAAAAAAAAtc/NGo8pKZ67WE/s320/DSC05171.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R-cI5MSEmpI/AAAAAAAAAtU/mir36NrZrGo/s1600-h/DSC05183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181119674955635346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R-cI5MSEmpI/AAAAAAAAAtU/mir36NrZrGo/s320/DSC05183.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Springer and Mae compare their goodies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R-cIi8SEmoI/AAAAAAAAAtM/YziST1g6c_M/s1600-h/DSC05238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181119292703545986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R-cIi8SEmoI/AAAAAAAAAtM/YziST1g6c_M/s320/DSC05238.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Springer, Carver, Jack and Mae...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;another wonderful Easter day with our sweet friends.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33452224-1572023977016271553?l=thehiatts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/feeds/1572023977016271553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33452224&amp;postID=1572023977016271553' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/1572023977016271553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/1572023977016271553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/2008/03/happy-easter.html' title='Happy Easter'/><author><name>The Hiatt Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678431768265684599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzGCYSDODI/AAAAAAAABTk/R6J5U9409t4/S220/DSC06634.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R-cKiMSEmuI/AAAAAAAAAt8/uyOGyFYz8E4/s72-c/DSC05118.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33452224.post-4867146238852980160</id><published>2008-03-23T21:43:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T03:48:14.673-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Coloring Easter eggs, surviving a big fall, a soccer game (Carver scored three goals!) and our church's egg hunt in the park....Friday and Saturday at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hiatt's&lt;/span&gt; house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R-cDlsSEmmI/AAAAAAAAAs8/Xw-51k0a4-0/s1600-h/DSC05030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181113842390047330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R-cDlsSEmmI/AAAAAAAAAs8/Xw-51k0a4-0/s320/DSC05030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R-cDEcSEmlI/AAAAAAAAAs0/LV2riXqUbuY/s1600-h/DSC05037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181113271159396946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R-cDEcSEmlI/AAAAAAAAAs0/LV2riXqUbuY/s320/DSC05037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R-cCvsSEmkI/AAAAAAAAAss/8Ljvg2IEwVc/s1600-h/DSC05047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181112914677111362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R-cCvsSEmkI/AAAAAAAAAss/8Ljvg2IEwVc/s320/DSC05047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R-cCZMSEmjI/AAAAAAAAAsk/jUB_u9C2rAw/s1600-h/DSC05052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181112528130054706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R-cCZMSEmjI/AAAAAAAAAsk/jUB_u9C2rAw/s320/DSC05052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is how I found her not long after the eggs were placed on the table...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the one closest to her was being picked a part bit by bit-and then she ate it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R-cB_8SEmiI/AAAAAAAAAsc/6OL3DgmG8fg/s1600-h/DSC05067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181112094338357794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R-cB_8SEmiI/AAAAAAAAAsc/6OL3DgmG8fg/s320/DSC05067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This picture doesn't quite do justice to the fall she took-on asphalt.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was about an hour after it happened on Friday; I think it's going to look worse &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;before looking better.  As we were dressing her for bed she saw her face &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for the first time.  "I don't want this nose!  I do not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;wike&lt;/span&gt; it!  It is WED!"  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all said amidst sobs.  It was pitiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R-cBoMSEmhI/AAAAAAAAAsU/ZvVAlWg5dHQ/s1600-h/DSC05070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181111686316464658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R-cBoMSEmhI/AAAAAAAAAsU/ZvVAlWg5dHQ/s320/DSC05070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mae and Springer enjoy a beautiful day for swinging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R-cBUcSEmgI/AAAAAAAAAsM/AOKnyi_35W4/s1600-h/DSC05078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181111347014048258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R-cBUcSEmgI/AAAAAAAAAsM/AOKnyi_35W4/s320/DSC05078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Springer insisted on picking up only the PINK eggs; needless to say she &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;didn't end up with quite as many eggs as the other children! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R-cA88SEmfI/AAAAAAAAAsE/gFrGVLYnHIs/s1600-h/DSC05083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181110943287122418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R-cA88SEmfI/AAAAAAAAAsE/gFrGVLYnHIs/s320/DSC05083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mae and Springer took their cross decorating very seriously.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For reasons &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;unbeknownst&lt;/span&gt; to me Springer only used lamb stickers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Did I mention she was a bit particular?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181114246116973170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R-cD9MSEmnI/AAAAAAAAAtE/m-p6Tuptu0E/s320/DSC05089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Carver and friends join in on the &lt;em&gt;Hokey &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Pokey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33452224-4867146238852980160?l=thehiatts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/feeds/4867146238852980160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33452224&amp;postID=4867146238852980160' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/4867146238852980160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/4867146238852980160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/2008/03/easter-weekend.html' title='Easter Weekend'/><author><name>The Hiatt Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678431768265684599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzGCYSDODI/AAAAAAAABTk/R6J5U9409t4/S220/DSC06634.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R-cDlsSEmmI/AAAAAAAAAs8/Xw-51k0a4-0/s72-c/DSC05030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33452224.post-7169218628572080246</id><published>2008-03-16T20:30:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T03:48:15.296-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Super Biker</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R926auins7I/AAAAAAAAAr8/vVnPtRk-xGA/s1600-h/DSC04988.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178500114878542770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R926auins7I/AAAAAAAAAr8/vVnPtRk-xGA/s320/DSC04988.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Super Carver!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R926E-ins6I/AAAAAAAAAr0/QTOnlx2ogy4/s1600-h/DSC04985.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178499741216388002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R926E-ins6I/AAAAAAAAAr0/QTOnlx2ogy4/s320/DSC04985.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R9254uins5I/AAAAAAAAArs/P1bNFIqgKZs/s1600-h/DSC04995.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178499530762990482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R9254uins5I/AAAAAAAAArs/P1bNFIqgKZs/s320/DSC04995.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Springer tried out a new way to ride her trike...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and enjoyed picking wildflowers for her Daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R925iOins4I/AAAAAAAAArk/9bE8_XkH2Ag/s1600-h/DSC04992.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178499144215933826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R925iOins4I/AAAAAAAAArk/9bE8_XkH2Ag/s320/DSC04992.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A beautiful Sunday afternoon...Carver took his bike out for a spin.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We continue to be amazed at how well he's adjusted to his hand brakes, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tall seat, and new found speed.  Today he learned to ride down &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(and up) curbs and ramps.  I've attached a short video for the grandparents!  &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/33452224-7169218628572080246?l=thehiatts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/feeds/7169218628572080246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33452224&amp;postID=7169218628572080246' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/7169218628572080246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/7169218628572080246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/2008/03/super-biker.html' title='Super Biker'/><author><name>The Hiatt Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678431768265684599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzGCYSDODI/AAAAAAAABTk/R6J5U9409t4/S220/DSC06634.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R926auins7I/AAAAAAAAAr8/vVnPtRk-xGA/s72-c/DSC04988.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33452224.post-6131191105523186402</id><published>2008-03-16T19:40:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T19:40:43.147-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Bike Ride</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed width="448" height="361" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid125.photobucket.com/albums/p59/salem96/MOV04987.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33452224-6131191105523186402?l=thehiatts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/feeds/6131191105523186402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33452224&amp;postID=6131191105523186402' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/6131191105523186402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/6131191105523186402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/2008/03/big-bike-ride.html' title='Big Bike Ride'/><author><name>The Hiatt Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678431768265684599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzGCYSDODI/AAAAAAAABTk/R6J5U9409t4/S220/DSC06634.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33452224.post-6482915831636251184</id><published>2008-03-15T17:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T03:48:15.967-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Soccer Saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R9w9Meins3I/AAAAAAAAArc/xA3qXzSngVo/s1600-h/DSC04966.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178080956135224178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R9w9Meins3I/AAAAAAAAArc/xA3qXzSngVo/s320/DSC04966.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Soccer Shots is back and Carver was rearing to go this morning.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was a foggy morning, but that certainly didn't dampen their spirits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R9w74Oins2I/AAAAAAAAArU/GjabR7rER5A/s1600-h/DSC04970.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178079508731245410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R9w74Oins2I/AAAAAAAAArU/GjabR7rER5A/s320/DSC04970.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When Springer wasn't going on runs she enjoyed playing with Anna Bryan M.  They both found each other quite hillarious and would cause each other to have fits of laughter.  We cracked up at Springer who would yell at Anna Bryan to "laugh"; it took a while for Springer to figure out that she needed to do something funny BEFORE Anna Bryan would give her obligatory laugh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R9w7K-ins1I/AAAAAAAAArM/1QWNR5HBESo/s1600-h/DSC04967.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178078731342164818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R9w7K-ins1I/AAAAAAAAArM/1QWNR5HBESo/s320/DSC04967.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We wrapped up the rest of our day dropping C at a birthday party, going out to lunch and errands with Springer and doing some projects around the house.  Now, G and I head out to a dinner party with great friends-a very nice Saturday, indeed!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33452224-6482915831636251184?l=thehiatts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/feeds/6482915831636251184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33452224&amp;postID=6482915831636251184' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/6482915831636251184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/6482915831636251184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/2008/03/soccer-saturday.html' title='Soccer Saturday'/><author><name>The Hiatt Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678431768265684599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzGCYSDODI/AAAAAAAABTk/R6J5U9409t4/S220/DSC06634.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R9w9Meins3I/AAAAAAAAArc/xA3qXzSngVo/s72-c/DSC04966.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33452224.post-4868575450038476076</id><published>2008-03-10T20:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T03:48:16.163-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Go Wildcats!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R9XRb-ins0I/AAAAAAAAArE/6fzai25bY6M/s1600-h/DSC04952.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176273625307132738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R9XRb-ins0I/AAAAAAAAArE/6fzai25bY6M/s320/DSC04952.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yesterday as we cheered on the Wildcats, Carver decided that we'd be incomplete without our &lt;a href="http://www.davidson.edu"&gt;Davidson&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; t-shirts.  That definitely made the difference; Davidson won 82-52.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here's to the Southern Conference Championship!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33452224-4868575450038476076?l=thehiatts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/feeds/4868575450038476076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33452224&amp;postID=4868575450038476076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/4868575450038476076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/4868575450038476076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/2008/03/go-wildcats.html' title='Go Wildcats!'/><author><name>The Hiatt Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678431768265684599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzGCYSDODI/AAAAAAAABTk/R6J5U9409t4/S220/DSC06634.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R9XRb-ins0I/AAAAAAAAArE/6fzai25bY6M/s72-c/DSC04952.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33452224.post-1999225204202409624</id><published>2008-03-03T22:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T22:11:44.406-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Here's the proof!</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed width="448" height="361" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://i125.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid125.photobucket.com/albums/p59/salem96/MOV04938.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33452224-1999225204202409624?l=thehiatts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/feeds/1999225204202409624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33452224&amp;postID=1999225204202409624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/1999225204202409624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/1999225204202409624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/2008/03/heres-proof.html' title='Here&apos;s the proof!'/><author><name>The Hiatt Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678431768265684599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzGCYSDODI/AAAAAAAABTk/R6J5U9409t4/S220/DSC06634.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33452224.post-6877740388581230860</id><published>2008-03-03T21:37:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T03:48:16.464-05:00</updated><title type='text'>BIG BOY BIKE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; After a few days of practice, Carver took off on his training wheel-less bike today.  We just about rode holes in our side walk before heading over to a church parking lot to really test his skills.  He did great and was more proud of himself than I've ever seen him.  He grinned from ear to ear all afternoon.  Although I think we probably did the same...G and I kept saying, "Can you believe this?!"  Several weeks ago G promised him a new big boy bike whenever he learned to ride...and he certainly came through. We left the parking lot and headed straight to the bike shop...now he's a little nervous about the new one, but tomorrow's a new day and we're already planning our return trip to the parking lot!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R8y0JqlcSuI/AAAAAAAAAqs/KijwLYD93oE/s1600-h/DSC04939.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173708150085012194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R8y0JqlcSuI/AAAAAAAAAqs/KijwLYD93oE/s320/DSC04939.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Not one to be left out... Springer purposefully fell off her tricycle to be like Carver.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She'd topple herself over and then pull herself up saying, "I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;, I don't need a band-aid" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;or my favorite "what's the big idea, bike?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R8yz8qlcStI/AAAAAAAAAqk/2qgHuTl85Q4/s1600-h/DSC04945.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173707926746712786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R8yz8qlcStI/AAAAAAAAAqk/2qgHuTl85Q4/s320/DSC04945.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173708528042134258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R8y0fqlcSvI/AAAAAAAAAq0/Id2jV-j-lkc/s320/DSC04948.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The new bike-complete with hand brakes...&lt;br /&gt;the source of much nervousness this evening!&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/33452224-6877740388581230860?l=thehiatts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/feeds/6877740388581230860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33452224&amp;postID=6877740388581230860' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/6877740388581230860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/6877740388581230860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/2008/03/big-boy-bike.html' title='BIG BOY BIKE'/><author><name>The Hiatt Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678431768265684599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzGCYSDODI/AAAAAAAABTk/R6J5U9409t4/S220/DSC06634.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R8y0JqlcSuI/AAAAAAAAAqs/KijwLYD93oE/s72-c/DSC04939.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33452224.post-7062588353983802759</id><published>2008-03-03T20:58:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T03:48:17.620-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wrapping Up February</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hopefully it's needless to say that we are all well by now! Thankfully Springer and I did not get the flu and Carver's was short lived. His daddy didn't fair so well, but all is well now. Somehow or another that one week of relative chaos lead to two weeks of catching up. My poor blog fell to the bottom of my list, but now that it's March I thought it was time to get back on it.  So, here are a few shots as the month wrapped up. Here's to a calmer, healthier spring!   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173696274500438722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R8ypWalcSsI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZJbuyec9C4w/s320/DSC04862.JPG" border="0" /&gt;"&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Scawey&lt;/span&gt;, monster teeth!"&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173695948082924210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R8ypDalcSrI/AAAAAAAAAqU/iFjxf_1lUlk/s320/DSC04880.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Springer enjoyed a yummy Valentine's Day breakfast in her class at school...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pink, heart-shaped pancakes.  All of her favorites rolled into one!  &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173695625960376994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R8yowqlcSqI/AAAAAAAAAqM/hWL64349yI0/s320/DSC04900.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Carver loves building with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;legos&lt;/span&gt; and this gift from Aunt Andrea was no exception.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; This truck took him many hours of work, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but he was so proud of himself for completing it.   &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173695248003254930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R8yoaqlcSpI/AAAAAAAAAqE/YsSS7MAyyQw/s320/DSC04911.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We've just finalized our plans for G's sabbatical this summer and are all struggling to remain in the moment when our thoughts are miles and months away!  Part of getting ready for our month away has involved purchasing some new beach gear.  The kids missed no time in trying on their goggles and kick boards.  Four more months to go!  &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173694857161230978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R8yoD6lcSoI/AAAAAAAAAp8/FnlsHhAt2R0/s320/DSC04925.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Aunt Liz, Caroline, Henry and John Mac came to visit last week and we all enjoyed &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the beautiful weather.  Sweet Henry loved playing swords with Carver and they &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;all had fun in the tree house.  &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173694500678945394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R8ynvKlcSnI/AAAAAAAAAp0/oq39hh5DljM/s320/DSC04926.JPG" border="0" /&gt;It had been months and months since we'd gotten time with our dear friends the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Hickmans&lt;/span&gt;.  While G was out of town last week we shared some playtime and dinner with Ryan and Reed.  I'm amazed at how old they all look-our oldest are two months a part and our youngest are one month a part-very fun friends!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173694131311757922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R8ynZqlcSmI/AAAAAAAAAps/0ZsIwYI10yM/s320/DSC04932.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33452224-7062588353983802759?l=thehiatts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/feeds/7062588353983802759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33452224&amp;postID=7062588353983802759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/7062588353983802759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/7062588353983802759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/2008/03/wrapping-up-february.html' title='Wrapping Up February'/><author><name>The Hiatt Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678431768265684599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzGCYSDODI/AAAAAAAABTk/R6J5U9409t4/S220/DSC06634.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R8ypWalcSsI/AAAAAAAAAqc/ZJbuyec9C4w/s72-c/DSC04862.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33452224.post-5661198676908246998</id><published>2008-02-10T13:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T13:54:36.221-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Flu</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, it's here.  G came home from work early on Thursday and minus the trip to the doctor to confirm our suspicions he has been in bed (literally) ever since.  I've never seen him in bed for one day more less three.  As timing would have it the kids were out of shcool on Thursday and Friday for parent teacher conferences.  So, I've spent the better part of the past 72 hours trying to keep them happy, quiet and away from their daddy.  Not sure which of those is trickier!  We've spent much time out doors and in the sunshine (somewhere deep inside I tend to believe that fresh air can cure what ills you).  Nonetheless Carver woke up with a fever this morning and we were the first in the door at Urgent Care.  He has it too.  So far he's doing really well, resting, but not achy and not a high fever.  I am praying we caught it quickly enough to lessen the severity.  He thinks its neat that he can now hang out with Daddy.  He's also fascinated at what the flu virsus looks like.  He pulled out his Human Body book and closely examined the close ups of viruses.  He determined that the wart virus was uglier!  I'd trade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As I was driving to the pharmacy this morning (thinking in my head that this was just not the way I planned for my week to unfold) I passed the children's hospital.  A couple walked by with their little girl-clearly a patient-bundled up in a wagon.  How they would love to switch their situation for a house full of the flu.  Our lot is such a temporary nuisance in the not so big scheme of things.  So that's what I am trying to remember today.  This time next week it'll be just that-a flash in the pan of life.  Until then, I'd appreciate prayers that Springer and I stay healthy(shouldn't moms be exempt?!).  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33452224-5661198676908246998?l=thehiatts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/feeds/5661198676908246998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33452224&amp;postID=5661198676908246998' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/5661198676908246998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/5661198676908246998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/2008/02/flu.html' title='The Flu'/><author><name>The Hiatt Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678431768265684599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzGCYSDODI/AAAAAAAABTk/R6J5U9409t4/S220/DSC06634.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33452224.post-3906299409662436261</id><published>2008-02-06T15:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T03:48:17.989-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Deja Vous</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For all who knew G during his high school years, this will be a blast from the past. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Carver asked to go through one of our time capsules and he came across all &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;of G's wrestling gear. He gave me his best tough guy face...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163966795366385954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R6oYcMW5ySI/AAAAAAAAApc/C7eOh6oDFNw/s320/DSC04857.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163967199093311794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R6oYzsW5yTI/AAAAAAAAApk/Daudi9WKz0k/s320/DSC04851.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33452224-3906299409662436261?l=thehiatts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/feeds/3906299409662436261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33452224&amp;postID=3906299409662436261' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/3906299409662436261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/3906299409662436261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/2008/02/deja-vous.html' title='Deja Vous'/><author><name>The Hiatt Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678431768265684599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzGCYSDODI/AAAAAAAABTk/R6J5U9409t4/S220/DSC06634.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R6oYcMW5ySI/AAAAAAAAApc/C7eOh6oDFNw/s72-c/DSC04857.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33452224.post-992367873677311766</id><published>2008-02-06T12:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T03:48:18.226-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mae and Jack came for a visit yesterday-and much fun was had!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The boys never slowed down long enough for me to snap a picture, but they greatly enjoyed &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dressing up (as a Jedi and Superman) and "fighting".  Boys!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R6npj8W5yRI/AAAAAAAAApU/dK1lRGxQMI8/s1600-h/DSC04847.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163915251463866642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R6npj8W5yRI/AAAAAAAAApU/dK1lRGxQMI8/s320/DSC04847.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The girls on the other hand wanted their picture taken-with their dolls.  Springer's doll comes with a paci-which she quickly inserted into her own mouth.  I love Mae's expression!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R6npLsW5yQI/AAAAAAAAApM/xjipQVeaVk4/s1600-h/DSC04843.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163914834852038914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R6npLsW5yQI/AAAAAAAAApM/xjipQVeaVk4/s320/DSC04843.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33452224-992367873677311766?l=thehiatts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/feeds/992367873677311766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33452224&amp;postID=992367873677311766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/992367873677311766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/992367873677311766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/2008/02/sweet-girls.html' title='Sweet Girls'/><author><name>The Hiatt Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678431768265684599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzGCYSDODI/AAAAAAAABTk/R6J5U9409t4/S220/DSC06634.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R6npj8W5yRI/AAAAAAAAApU/dK1lRGxQMI8/s72-c/DSC04847.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33452224.post-3688582552196743704</id><published>2008-02-04T22:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T03:48:18.915-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreadfully Behind!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Oh, my word! What a crazy past few weeks we've had...it began about 3 weeks ago when my car suddenly broke down and quickly ended a months long discussion on whether or not to get a new car-we did (and it's great!), but it created a busy few days. Then, a couple of events at our home...then my oven croaked. Suddenly-in the middle of making 36 muffins for the preschool open house! I ended up baking them in a tiny muffin pan in my toaster oven. I felt like I had returned to the days of the Easy Bake oven! That little problem obviously led to a new oven (which I love!) and a minor construction project in the kitchen. That coupled with 4 more events here in the next three weeks has just left little time to sit down and upload photos more less to actually post them. But here we are; it's February, so I'm hopping back on the wagon. Here's a little run down of some fun times over the past few weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R6fQN8W5yPI/AAAAAAAAApE/mfJK2pt43Fk/s1600-h/DSC04757.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163324435762628850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R6fQN8W5yPI/AAAAAAAAApE/mfJK2pt43Fk/s320/DSC04757.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We shared the MLK day break with our sweet friends, the McClatchey's.  Carver, Abigail, Sarah Curtis and Springer loved their time together and we had great 'grown up' time as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R6fP6MW5yOI/AAAAAAAAAo8/K65G9oZWA0o/s1600-h/DSC04764.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163324096460212450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R6fP6MW5yOI/AAAAAAAAAo8/K65G9oZWA0o/s320/DSC04764.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; None of us quite understood how the oranges made it to the picture, but they all insisted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R6fPksW5yNI/AAAAAAAAAo0/xlcz8V-OXzE/s1600-h/DSC04778.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163323727093024978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R6fPksW5yNI/AAAAAAAAAo0/xlcz8V-OXzE/s320/DSC04778.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We're getting ready to recover our family room sofas so I've given the kids free reign on them lately.  They've created a new game of "Mousekateers" which for some reason or another involves stacking all of the cushions and climbing on top.  They can play for an hour or more and laugh histerically.  I don't know what we'll do once the sofas return from the upholsterer! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R6fOa8W5yMI/AAAAAAAAAos/iyyjByPaglA/s1600-h/DSC04781.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163322460077672642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R6fOa8W5yMI/AAAAAAAAAos/iyyjByPaglA/s320/DSC04781.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R6fNusW5yLI/AAAAAAAAAok/r4z8I1ckBd4/s1600-h/DSC04785.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163321699868461234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R6fNusW5yLI/AAAAAAAAAok/r4z8I1ckBd4/s320/DSC04785.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My birthday cake-it requires explanantion.  We easily play a dozen games of Uno every day and one day after Carver had been excited about getting a +4 card, I pretended to be excited over my 'big' card, a yellow 0.  Well, he thought I was so silly that it became our joke together-whoever drew the yellow 0 would make a big show of it.  Well as my birthday drew near he came up with the idea (completely on his own) that my cake should be a yellow 0 card.  Our oven was broken and the new one wasn't installed, so he and G bought the cake and worked hard to recreate my beloved yellow 0.  I was overwhelmed at how thoughtful it was and that it was completely his doing.  It will be a cake I treasure forever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R6fNNsW5yKI/AAAAAAAAAoc/5R1GVRicplw/s1600-h/DSC04786.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163321132932778146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R6fNNsW5yKI/AAAAAAAAAoc/5R1GVRicplw/s320/DSC04786.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is how I found Carver the other night.  These stuffed animals, or friends, as we call them typically reside in a basket beside his bed.  When I went up to check on him this is what I saw.  I quickly took a picture and then moved them back to their home so that he could stretch out.  The next morning he was very relieved to know that I had taken the picture before moving them.  When I asked him about them he said he wanted a picture so that "I can show my son all of my stuffed animals one day."  Oh, that boy just melts my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33452224-3688582552196743704?l=thehiatts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/feeds/3688582552196743704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33452224&amp;postID=3688582552196743704' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/3688582552196743704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/3688582552196743704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/2008/02/dreadfully-behind.html' title='Dreadfully Behind!'/><author><name>The Hiatt Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678431768265684599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzGCYSDODI/AAAAAAAABTk/R6J5U9409t4/S220/DSC06634.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/R6fQN8W5yPI/AAAAAAAAApE/mfJK2pt43Fk/s72-c/DSC04757.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33452224.post-484220217410048721</id><published>2008-01-14T14:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T14:15:35.816-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Five Year Old Semantics</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The other night after dinner as I loaded the dishwasher I noticed a few extra dishes still sitting on the table. Here's how the conversation between Carver and me unfolded....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me: Carver, would you bring those other dishes to the kitchen?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Carver: No (in a very nice tone)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me: Carver? (not so nice tone, more like 'have you lost your mind?')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Carver: (correcting himself) No &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ma'am&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me: (No words, only an expression that I am sure got across my thoughts)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Carver: Mom, you said WOULD you take the dishes off the table. WOULD is a yes or no answer and I said 'No'. (again, all very politely explained)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;By this time it was all I could do not to laugh and applaud his thinking skills; nonetheless the dishes were still on the table and I rephrased my request with a not quite as nice "Carver, bring the dishes to the kitchen." He quickly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;responded&lt;/span&gt; completely unaware of how funny I would find this whole interaction. Gotta like how the boy thinks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33452224-484220217410048721?l=thehiatts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/feeds/484220217410048721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33452224&amp;postID=484220217410048721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/484220217410048721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33452224/posts/default/484220217410048721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thehiatts.blogspot.com/2008/01/five-year-old-semantics.html' title='Five Year Old Semantics'/><author><name>The Hiatt Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15678431768265684599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_78Ew_4vSMPc/SKzGCYSDODI/AAAAAAAABTk/R6J5U9409t4/S220/DSC06634.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
