<?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-330770424656198483</id><updated>2012-02-16T17:47:22.703-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Folletts</title><subtitle type='html'>our mundane and marvelous life</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Tara Follett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15129457411671339441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlfOkybf5I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/bZslxEDPsbw/S220/DSC_1094.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>167</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330770424656198483.post-1115541655428523702</id><published>2012-02-02T16:03:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T16:12:22.600-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Homemade Granola Bars {or refuel bars}</title><content type='html'>I received a very special treat after our downtown run.&amp;nbsp; One of the girls brought homemade re-fuel bars.&amp;nbsp; She told me about them while we were running the week before.&amp;nbsp; Of course my mind thinks about food more than running and I was so excited when she brought one (or two for hogs like me) for everyone last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've made them at home.&amp;nbsp; Twice.&amp;nbsp; I feel so good about the ingredients that are in them and what I am feeding my boys as we head out the door in the morning.&amp;nbsp; And, bonus - they actually make you feel satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, thanks to Jen - here you go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;style&gt;&lt;!-- /* Font Definitions */@font-face {font-family:Arial; panose-1:2 11 6 4 2 2 2 2 2 4; mso-font-charset:0; mso-generic-font-family:auto; mso-font-pitch:variable; mso-font-signature:3 0 0 0 1 0;}@font-face {font-family:Cambria; panose-1:2 4 5 3 5 4 6 3 2 4; mso-font-charset:0; mso-generic-font-family:auto; mso-font-pitch:variable; mso-font-signature:3 0 0 0 1 0;} /* Style Definitions */p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal {mso-style-parent:""; 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margin-top:0in; margin-right:0in; margin-bottom:10.0pt; margin-left:0in; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:12.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-ascii-font-family:Arial; mso-fareast-font-family:Cambria; mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-hansi-font-family:Arial; mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi; color:blue;}@page Section1 {size:8.5in 11.0in; margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; mso-header-margin:.5in; mso-footer-margin:.5in; mso-paper-source:0;}div.Section1 {page:Section1;}--&gt;&lt;/style&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Re-Fuel Bars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b style="color: black;"&gt;  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: black;"&gt;  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;3.25 cups Kashi Heart to Heart Honey toasted cereal&lt;br /&gt;2.75 cups old-fashioned oats&lt;br /&gt;1 cup un blanched almonds&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup sunflower kernels &lt;br /&gt;1/4 cup ground flax seed&lt;br /&gt;1/4 cup uncooked oat bran cereal (find it near oatmeal)&lt;br /&gt;1/4 cup wheat bran&lt;br /&gt;1/4 cup flax seed&lt;br /&gt;3 tbsp sesame seeds &lt;br /&gt;2 cups creamy PB&lt;br /&gt;1.5 cups honey&lt;br /&gt;1 tsp vanilla extract&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Combine first 9 ingredients in large bowl. In a small saucepan, combine PB and honey. Cook over med heat until PB is melted, stirring occasionally. Remove from heat, stir in vanilla. Pour over cereal mixture, mix well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b style="color: black;"&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Transfer to a greased 15x10x1 inch pan; gently press into pan. Cool completely. Cut into bars - about 3 dozen. Store in airtight container (I wrapped mine individually in wax paper for easy snack grabbing).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330770424656198483-1115541655428523702?l=tarafollett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/feeds/1115541655428523702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330770424656198483&amp;postID=1115541655428523702' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/1115541655428523702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/1115541655428523702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/2012/02/homemade-granola-bars-or-refuel-bars.html' title='Homemade Granola Bars {or refuel bars}'/><author><name>Tara Follett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15129457411671339441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlfOkybf5I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/bZslxEDPsbw/S220/DSC_1094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330770424656198483.post-3888036399015567800</id><published>2012-01-06T14:25:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T14:36:33.703-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Picture Overload</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dOlG6TBT9P4/TwGwhRa09aI/AAAAAAAAA8U/9YJPvEPcgqo/s1600/DSC_0257.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dOlG6TBT9P4/TwGwhRa09aI/AAAAAAAAA8U/9YJPvEPcgqo/s320/DSC_0257.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Big squeeze!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yzGiRaaCmCo/TwGwkWkN5HI/AAAAAAAAA8c/vxbqgVXNFmM/s1600/DSC_0258.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yzGiRaaCmCo/TwGwkWkN5HI/AAAAAAAAA8c/vxbqgVXNFmM/s320/DSC_0258.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thanking Aunt Kate for the new jammies.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FN5Qixor1WY/TwdIxUjhjrI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/CRIG1722tCM/s1600/DSC_0299.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FN5Qixor1WY/TwdIxUjhjrI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/CRIG1722tCM/s320/DSC_0299.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Listening to Uncle Dave share a Max Lucado story.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EBonD-eGjaI/TwdIzG5bnuI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/Q7nI-lN5F7k/s1600/DSC_0305.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EBonD-eGjaI/TwdIzG5bnuI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/Q7nI-lN5F7k/s320/DSC_0305.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thanking Aunt Kimmy for Christmas presents.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0MaZqYJ_mkU/TwdI05FRmaI/AAAAAAAAA9g/J63z7z5wu8U/s1600/DSC_0313.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0MaZqYJ_mkU/TwdI05FRmaI/AAAAAAAAA9g/J63z7z5wu8U/s320/DSC_0313.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Future Bears Coach?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bfqV-BQIIL4/TwdI1wV8RMI/AAAAAAAAA9o/Y4TtAcGC1hk/s1600/DSC_0316.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bfqV-BQIIL4/TwdI1wV8RMI/AAAAAAAAA9o/Y4TtAcGC1hk/s320/DSC_0316.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Long face...could be the lipstick on the cheek.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7YYoFtx5gz4/TwdI3JcG3DI/AAAAAAAAA9w/6cwX8FfgjVc/s1600/DSC_0331.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="228" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7YYoFtx5gz4/TwdI3JcG3DI/AAAAAAAAA9w/6cwX8FfgjVc/s320/DSC_0331.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Once a Chieftain, always a Chieftain?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eJFrzAYVB90/TwdI5U88r4I/AAAAAAAAA94/bXPmkCJ-6no/s1600/DSC_0332.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eJFrzAYVB90/TwdI5U88r4I/AAAAAAAAA94/bXPmkCJ-6no/s320/DSC_0332.jpg" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Favorite picture.&amp;nbsp; Christmas morning, checking to see if Santa came.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lOYJpU22F4k/TwdI6-WU0AI/AAAAAAAAA-A/IhkonfMAAuE/s1600/DSC_0335.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lOYJpU22F4k/TwdI6-WU0AI/AAAAAAAAA-A/IhkonfMAAuE/s320/DSC_0335.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Clearly, he did!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h9137rZ7OBg/TwdI9aQKwBI/AAAAAAAAA-I/SUFX0yLUz1M/s1600/DSC_0346.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h9137rZ7OBg/TwdI9aQKwBI/AAAAAAAAA-I/SUFX0yLUz1M/s320/DSC_0346.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gasp!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3sdVdOKGUzk/TwdI-PxZKkI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/zbdXKXtgkxY/s1600/DSC_0349.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3sdVdOKGUzk/TwdI-PxZKkI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/zbdXKXtgkxY/s320/DSC_0349.jpg" width="228" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Deep in thought...looks like a future surgeon.&amp;nbsp; Or hiker?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oNZxanV4srk/TwGwytIDYMI/AAAAAAAAA88/JNIGAYGCPQs/s1600/DSC_0293.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oNZxanV4srk/TwGwytIDYMI/AAAAAAAAA88/JNIGAYGCPQs/s320/DSC_0293.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Matching Jams&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330770424656198483-3888036399015567800?l=tarafollett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/feeds/3888036399015567800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330770424656198483&amp;postID=3888036399015567800' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/3888036399015567800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/3888036399015567800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/2012/01/christmas-picture-overload.html' title='Christmas Picture Overload'/><author><name>Tara Follett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15129457411671339441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlfOkybf5I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/bZslxEDPsbw/S220/DSC_1094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dOlG6TBT9P4/TwGwhRa09aI/AAAAAAAAA8U/9YJPvEPcgqo/s72-c/DSC_0257.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330770424656198483.post-3330730098170014110</id><published>2011-11-01T16:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T16:03:49.491-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Trick or Treat?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8cwz6JQsAo8/TrBOxdBZwfI/AAAAAAAAA7U/-CKBgl7rZIY/s1600/DSC_0105.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8cwz6JQsAo8/TrBOxdBZwfI/AAAAAAAAA7U/-CKBgl7rZIY/s400/DSC_0105.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our gang!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bvfQObXjRiQ/TrBOy4HmRVI/AAAAAAAAA7c/c2FCPmWZ5D8/s1600/DSC_0111.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bvfQObXjRiQ/TrBOy4HmRVI/AAAAAAAAA7c/c2FCPmWZ5D8/s320/DSC_0111.jpg" width="228" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Peter Pan&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rw3sp3FvQEc/TrBO0PI4yBI/AAAAAAAAA7k/G7s7pj9VTwY/s1600/DSC_0113.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rw3sp3FvQEc/TrBO0PI4yBI/AAAAAAAAA7k/G7s7pj9VTwY/s320/DSC_0113.jpg" width="228" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pretty princesses!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-quCcokp4lb8/TrBO1nF6sII/AAAAAAAAA7s/oTVarWgsl0s/s1600/DSC_0114.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-quCcokp4lb8/TrBO1nF6sII/AAAAAAAAA7s/oTVarWgsl0s/s320/DSC_0114.jpg" width="228" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Arrrrrr!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2J4uc5g9Mt0/TrBO34UONfI/AAAAAAAAA70/m3HbibfkoWY/s1600/DSC_0166.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2J4uc5g9Mt0/TrBO34UONfI/AAAAAAAAA70/m3HbibfkoWY/s320/DSC_0166.jpg" width="228" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The "after-show."&amp;nbsp; Caleb acting like a dog.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ybe46LKegN0/TrBO65JWvRI/AAAAAAAAA78/fTe_3UXY0Yo/s1600/DSC_0168.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ybe46LKegN0/TrBO65JWvRI/AAAAAAAAA78/fTe_3UXY0Yo/s320/DSC_0168.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;More of the after-show.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Our neighborhood is the perfect size for little ones to go trick or treating.&amp;nbsp; One little square block.&amp;nbsp; They can hardly handle the whole thing.&amp;nbsp; Why didn't we bring the wagon?&amp;nbsp; They sprinted from house to house for the first 5 houses...then they tuckered out.&amp;nbsp; But, we survived!&amp;nbsp; And, it was fun!&amp;nbsp; And by the looks of the pictures they got their second wind.&amp;nbsp; Oh, they tire me out.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330770424656198483-3330730098170014110?l=tarafollett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/feeds/3330730098170014110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330770424656198483&amp;postID=3330730098170014110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/3330730098170014110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/3330730098170014110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/2011/11/trick-or-treat.html' title='Trick or Treat?'/><author><name>Tara Follett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15129457411671339441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlfOkybf5I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/bZslxEDPsbw/S220/DSC_1094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8cwz6JQsAo8/TrBOxdBZwfI/AAAAAAAAA7U/-CKBgl7rZIY/s72-c/DSC_0105.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330770424656198483.post-2494036254327384394</id><published>2011-10-27T14:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T14:22:35.002-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Jack-0-Lanterns</title><content type='html'>Everyone needs an Aunt Kate.&amp;nbsp; We are lucky enough to have her.&amp;nbsp; Caleb calls her "Ates", and oh how it makes us laugh.&amp;nbsp; He's so matter of fact about it.&amp;nbsp; And of course, now it's a nick name that will probably stick for awhile.&amp;nbsp; Ates loves halloween, just like her Grandma Jackie.&amp;nbsp; She arrives with a plastic bin fully equipped with all the pumpkin carving essentials: knives of every kind, scoopers, papers, and pokers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2H9x6KPMzzs/Tqmg2Ig42BI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/GZGbIt03--o/s1600/DSC_0059.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2H9x6KPMzzs/Tqmg2Ig42BI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/GZGbIt03--o/s320/DSC_0059.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a9hQezgl3Qk/Tqmg5FsVpbI/AAAAAAAAA6g/M5OUYcCrstU/s1600/DSC_0060.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-598JQ6IE75U/TqmhKPK-8pI/AAAAAAAAA7I/vVgFzt663uw/s320/DSC_0084.jpg" width="214" /&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/330770424656198483-2494036254327384394?l=tarafollett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/feeds/2494036254327384394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330770424656198483&amp;postID=2494036254327384394' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/2494036254327384394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/2494036254327384394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/2011/10/jack-0-lanterns.html' title='Jack-0-Lanterns'/><author><name>Tara Follett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15129457411671339441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlfOkybf5I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/bZslxEDPsbw/S220/DSC_1094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2H9x6KPMzzs/Tqmg2Ig42BI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/GZGbIt03--o/s72-c/DSC_0059.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330770424656198483.post-7851557099185789021</id><published>2011-09-26T14:50:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T15:05:39.534-04:00</updated><title type='text'>In progress...</title><content type='html'>That's me these days.&amp;nbsp; I feel like everything is a &lt;i&gt;work in progress&lt;/i&gt;.&amp;nbsp; And, it's a great feeling!&amp;nbsp; I've switched gears in the last month.&amp;nbsp; From working full time to being at home with the boys.&amp;nbsp; I am now wondering, how did I ever work at all.&amp;nbsp; My cohorts are not kidding, this &lt;i&gt;is&lt;/i&gt; full time stuff, at home.&amp;nbsp; To and from pre-school, soccer, doctor's appointments, laundry, throwing up on iPads, cutting coupons, and exploring what's next for me and God's plans for my future.&amp;nbsp; But, for now...I'm content.&amp;nbsp; I've still been busy meeting with students and am looking forward to our after-school drop-in center starts in a couple weeks - which fills my void of feeling like I've left kids &lt;i&gt;hanging.&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp; Without a doubt, the decision to leave full time ministry at YFC was what God called me to do.&amp;nbsp; I'm so thankful for the generosity and encouragement I continue to receive...you know who you are.&amp;nbsp; And, it spurs me on to continue to do the work God called me to- love the lost. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Breathe deeply and do not worry about tomorrow.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and because I need a project (o.k., husband deserves all credit here) - we are overhauling the basement exercise/craft/whatever room downstairs - yes, you would think this is the last place we should invest any time or money...but, that's how we roll.&amp;nbsp; I think I have project A.D.D.&amp;nbsp; Remember the kitchen cabinet re-do?&amp;nbsp; It's 90% done...why can't we finish the last piece of bead board or paint the edges of the bar?&amp;nbsp; I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I can't stop laughing about my excursion to the sheet metal place today.&amp;nbsp; I had to include my Mother in this trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture this:&amp;nbsp; We pull up.&amp;nbsp; I have to stand and wait for guy to stop welding (while he smokes).&amp;nbsp; Ask for my 4 x 8 ft pieces of metal (yes, that's plural).&amp;nbsp; Tell him how I'm going to transport them.&amp;nbsp; Move 2 year old to front seat of Suburban.&amp;nbsp; Pay the man.&amp;nbsp; I get underneath the sheet metal in back seat.&amp;nbsp; And, off we go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to show you why I need custom cut sheet metal!&amp;nbsp; Coming soon...it's a &lt;i&gt;work in progress&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330770424656198483-7851557099185789021?l=tarafollett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/feeds/7851557099185789021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330770424656198483&amp;postID=7851557099185789021' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/7851557099185789021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/7851557099185789021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/2011/09/in-progress.html' title='In progress...'/><author><name>Tara Follett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15129457411671339441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlfOkybf5I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/bZslxEDPsbw/S220/DSC_1094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330770424656198483.post-3962511753593343752</id><published>2011-09-19T21:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T21:59:12.649-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Why are you crying?</title><content type='html'>I guess because you are 4.&amp;nbsp; They don't all cry.&amp;nbsp; Mine does.&amp;nbsp; He makes it through practice, but at game time, it's about over.&amp;nbsp; I find it reassuring when other kids are on the sidelines crying also.&amp;nbsp; But, they sure are cute with those over sized shirts on and itty bitty shin guards!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cvAqzPFj_iA/Tnfytzy_3XI/AAAAAAAAA6M/JnrLfMJBFJM/s1600/DSC_0177.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="235" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cvAqzPFj_iA/Tnfytzy_3XI/AAAAAAAAA6M/JnrLfMJBFJM/s400/DSC_0177.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lookin good, for the moment.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n4URsSerXvE/TnfyxF69hjI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/Ta5sfwIlwLk/s1600/DSC_0185.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n4URsSerXvE/TnfyxF69hjI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/Ta5sfwIlwLk/s400/DSC_0185.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;God bless those coaches.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330770424656198483-3962511753593343752?l=tarafollett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/feeds/3962511753593343752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330770424656198483&amp;postID=3962511753593343752' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/3962511753593343752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/3962511753593343752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/2011/09/why-are-you-crying.html' title='Why are you crying?'/><author><name>Tara Follett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15129457411671339441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlfOkybf5I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/bZslxEDPsbw/S220/DSC_1094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cvAqzPFj_iA/Tnfytzy_3XI/AAAAAAAAA6M/JnrLfMJBFJM/s72-c/DSC_0177.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330770424656198483.post-4819770228280548516</id><published>2011-09-12T15:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T15:06:44.992-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Be brave.</title><content type='html'>Our note from the pre-school teacher says to "be brave."&amp;nbsp; Yup, she's talking to the parents.&amp;nbsp; It was running through my head over and over as I left him today.&amp;nbsp; I was doing quick little mind games as I walked away, while still gripping my camera strap.&amp;nbsp; The little self pep talks helped.&amp;nbsp; I did turn around once after I left him on the playground, and I thought "be brave."&amp;nbsp; And.........drumroll, &lt;i&gt;we&lt;/i&gt; were!&amp;nbsp; It was a great first day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mW5SaDKuQfk/Tm5XN2KSYnI/AAAAAAAAA5g/iMKbdLKe5_g/s1600/DSC_0121.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mW5SaDKuQfk/Tm5XN2KSYnI/AAAAAAAAA5g/iMKbdLKe5_g/s320/DSC_0121.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UMPt6xFP3PU/Tm5XRUPktgI/AAAAAAAAA5k/AXm3wjVhNCc/s1600/DSC_0125.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9KAYEQ1gXE0/Tm19xHfG3AI/AAAAAAAAA5U/8UPZHJw9i50/s1600/DSC_0039.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9KAYEQ1gXE0/Tm19xHfG3AI/AAAAAAAAA5U/8UPZHJw9i50/s320/DSC_0039.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;2 Years ago...ugh.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DbDzOjj1xpU/Tm196aRWV1I/AAAAAAAAA5Y/xz_Ojz56ZjA/s1600/DSC_0506.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DbDzOjj1xpU/Tm196aRWV1I/AAAAAAAAA5Y/xz_Ojz56ZjA/s320/DSC_0506.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;1 Year Old&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A5zNWvWtkDk/Tm1-F0lJiKI/AAAAAAAAA5c/W5qo_DAdn0o/s1600/DSC_0012.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A5zNWvWtkDk/Tm1-F0lJiKI/AAAAAAAAA5c/W5qo_DAdn0o/s320/DSC_0012.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shirt says it all!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Birthday post, 10 days overdue.&amp;nbsp; We celebrated poolside, at Nana's!&amp;nbsp; She is always so gracious to allow us to just, invade.&amp;nbsp; We packed up the par-tay and brought it to her house.&amp;nbsp; What a great time we had!&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330770424656198483-2551168086279993199?l=tarafollett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/feeds/2551168086279993199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330770424656198483&amp;postID=2551168086279993199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/2551168086279993199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/2551168086279993199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/2011/09/happy-2nd-birthday-caleb.html' title='Happy 2nd Birthday, Caleb!'/><author><name>Tara Follett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15129457411671339441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlfOkybf5I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/bZslxEDPsbw/S220/DSC_1094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9KAYEQ1gXE0/Tm19xHfG3AI/AAAAAAAAA5U/8UPZHJw9i50/s72-c/DSC_0039.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330770424656198483.post-211524842558343055</id><published>2011-09-09T23:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T23:15:25.158-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Peach Picking</title><content type='html'>I'm moving to the country, gonna eat a lot of peaches.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nrZFJkLhAyo/TmrUzXpyMFI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/BC8V5iPnoRo/s320/IMG_1587.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is what I am currently enjoying.&amp;nbsp; I'm not a full time working Mom these days.&amp;nbsp; I'll get to that in another post.&amp;nbsp; So, for now, I leave you peach picking pictures.&amp;nbsp; Literally sweet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330770424656198483-211524842558343055?l=tarafollett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/feeds/211524842558343055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330770424656198483&amp;postID=211524842558343055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/211524842558343055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/211524842558343055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/2011/09/peach-picking.html' title='Peach Picking'/><author><name>Tara Follett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15129457411671339441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlfOkybf5I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/bZslxEDPsbw/S220/DSC_1094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bYYhNNSuDFM/TmrUa90bMcI/AAAAAAAAA40/1xCC-dvUotg/s72-c/IMG_1570.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330770424656198483.post-7224968513493006950</id><published>2011-08-07T22:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T22:43:07.992-04:00</updated><title type='text'>We are warriors.</title><content type='html'>Last weekend, we spent the weekend DASHING!&amp;nbsp; Yes, we survived a 5K that included 12 obstacles (crawling over cars, climbing 18 foot walls, jumping over fire, you know, etc.) - the Warrior Dash.&amp;nbsp; Almost 25,000 people participated in this crazy event, 500 people being released every 30 minutes.&amp;nbsp; Our team (myself, Scott, and Matt) raced to finish together and have a good time...and, we did!&amp;nbsp; Tori was our dashing photographer.&amp;nbsp; We are already putting together a team (already 4 couples officially signed up from our Life Group) for 2012. &amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-enwjsow8E64/Tj9Hs8gIYVI/AAAAAAAAA3s/7hoYcCW_Q9w/s1600/DSC_0630.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-enwjsow8E64/Tj9Hs8gIYVI/AAAAAAAAA3s/7hoYcCW_Q9w/s400/DSC_0630.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My dashing husband.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oQ_cXxpyfjY/Tj9HuwMBY9I/AAAAAAAAA3w/-Q-KM10DMsI/s1600/DSC_0632.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oQ_cXxpyfjY/Tj9HuwMBY9I/AAAAAAAAA3w/-Q-KM10DMsI/s400/DSC_0632.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;It says "flip over", if you can't read upside down.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNWPtVAO8lo/Tj9HyAoPraI/AAAAAAAAA30/3YlyZfNrKWI/s1600/DSC_0635.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNWPtVAO8lo/Tj9HyAoPraI/AAAAAAAAA30/3YlyZfNrKWI/s400/DSC_0635.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Scott refused to wear his gray YFC shirt.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_2oB0rpTwN8/Tj9H06pw0rI/AAAAAAAAA34/I5CIfNdstyw/s1600/DSC_0638.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_2oB0rpTwN8/Tj9H06pw0rI/AAAAAAAAA34/I5CIfNdstyw/s400/DSC_0638.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Serious.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YM-LV7O7BGE/Tj9H40kDhxI/AAAAAAAAA38/726XMCpGICs/s1600/DSC_0641.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YM-LV7O7BGE/Tj9H40kDhxI/AAAAAAAAA38/726XMCpGICs/s400/DSC_0641.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Picture frame!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HZXUCwrlg0A/Tj9H6yMKHYI/AAAAAAAAA4A/LMxV_gk1xAw/s1600/DSC_0644.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HZXUCwrlg0A/Tj9H6yMKHYI/AAAAAAAAA4A/LMxV_gk1xAw/s400/DSC_0644.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Are they on straight?"&amp;nbsp; Yes, Matt, they're fine!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D85fCBDnGlI/Tj9H-rqFxeI/AAAAAAAAA4E/W67rEH_3HaE/s1600/DSC_0652.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="257" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D85fCBDnGlI/Tj9H-rqFxeI/AAAAAAAAA4E/W67rEH_3HaE/s400/DSC_0652.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; I look calmer than I feel.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bjETcyiJ3qQ/Tj9IA9ElxgI/AAAAAAAAA4I/7OWDIfWqpjE/s1600/DSC_0664.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bjETcyiJ3qQ/Tj9IA9ElxgI/AAAAAAAAA4I/7OWDIfWqpjE/s400/DSC_0664.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;It wasn't quite hot enough out.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5GxfEUjGfbg/Tj9IFQ9PA1I/AAAAAAAAA4M/grtxFQ4fhpM/s1600/DSC_0679.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5GxfEUjGfbg/Tj9IFQ9PA1I/AAAAAAAAA4M/grtxFQ4fhpM/s400/DSC_0679.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think we're all on top!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0fpAYrdvwlM/Tj9IKWJbyzI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/_fC8O9mbQkg/s1600/DSC_0688.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0fpAYrdvwlM/Tj9IKWJbyzI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/_fC8O9mbQkg/s400/DSC_0688.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FWzA9WPesRw/Tj9IPEbuAGI/AAAAAAAAA4U/yXTnwM-AeFA/s1600/DSC_0689.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FWzA9WPesRw/Tj9IPEbuAGI/AAAAAAAAA4U/yXTnwM-AeFA/s400/DSC_0689.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;At some point, I looked up and saw a very large man in front of me...please, keep crawling.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qDzwtpIDeew/Tj9IUDiCvfI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/UL-7Yn0BWM4/s1600/DSC_0691.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qDzwtpIDeew/Tj9IUDiCvfI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/UL-7Yn0BWM4/s400/DSC_0691.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Can't wait to be done.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k6JXNmDbOwQ/Tj9IXGlJxXI/AAAAAAAAA4c/o8hG87kqhYU/s1600/DSC_0695.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k6JXNmDbOwQ/Tj9IXGlJxXI/AAAAAAAAA4c/o8hG87kqhYU/s400/DSC_0695.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;We survived!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V-4ksznvyD0/Tj9IdldHHPI/AAAAAAAAA4g/jrPpLvudVzk/s1600/DSC_0715.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V-4ksznvyD0/Tj9IdldHHPI/AAAAAAAAA4g/jrPpLvudVzk/s400/DSC_0715.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Apparently they were donating these?&amp;nbsp; Um, to who?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ML3vm08FpC0/Tj9IhfXakMI/AAAAAAAAA4k/QVhwlXVGNgY/s1600/DSC_0744.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ML3vm08FpC0/Tj9IhfXakMI/AAAAAAAAA4k/QVhwlXVGNgY/s400/DSC_0744.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mmmmm...until the unidentified turkey parts appeared.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcw7FLE5WIo/Tj9IkWVUQXI/AAAAAAAAA4o/nERc0K5VvfY/s1600/DSC_0746.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xcw7FLE5WIo/Tj9IkWVUQXI/AAAAAAAAA4o/nERc0K5VvfY/s400/DSC_0746.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Turkey Leg eating a turkey leg.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330770424656198483-7224968513493006950?l=tarafollett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/feeds/7224968513493006950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330770424656198483&amp;postID=7224968513493006950' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/7224968513493006950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/7224968513493006950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/2011/08/we-are-warriors.html' title='We are warriors.'/><author><name>Tara Follett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15129457411671339441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlfOkybf5I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/bZslxEDPsbw/S220/DSC_1094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-enwjsow8E64/Tj9Hs8gIYVI/AAAAAAAAA3s/7hoYcCW_Q9w/s72-c/DSC_0630.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330770424656198483.post-421200726965504298</id><published>2011-07-10T15:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T15:17:19.928-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 4th Birthday, Jake!</title><content type='html'>Yup, 4.&amp;nbsp; What?&amp;nbsp; Everyone always says, time flys.&amp;nbsp; But, seriously, it really does feel like just yesterday I was insisting that the epidural was not working.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have girls to compare boys to, but I really love having boys.&amp;nbsp; Especially as they are getting older.&amp;nbsp; First baseball games, golf clubs, and last night we stayed up in bed playing Beyblades.&amp;nbsp; What?&amp;nbsp; You don't know what beyblades are?&amp;nbsp; I didn't either.&amp;nbsp; But, they sure are fun...pretty positive we all love playing.&amp;nbsp; They are like these spinning tops that you zip out into a plastic dome/stadium.&amp;nbsp; They are "fighting", and the last one standing wins.&amp;nbsp; Of course, you can play tournaments also.&amp;nbsp; We've already been to the store so we could purchase another blade with Nana's birthday money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention...a new bike, beach toys, pajamas, doctor dress-up clothes, diggers, and a dragon!&amp;nbsp; Um, yes...spoiled.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZdW8NTmPjek/Thn5Jta1sCI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/ytBgVvJ5qBo/s1600/DSC_0399.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZdW8NTmPjek/Thn5Jta1sCI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/ytBgVvJ5qBo/s320/DSC_0399.jpg" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Busted, picking out all the m&amp;amp;m's.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aNpZVL3nrhw/Thn5M6Jxu8I/AAAAAAAAA3c/0tQbOI49tZ4/s1600/DSC_0413.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aNpZVL3nrhw/Thn5M6Jxu8I/AAAAAAAAA3c/0tQbOI49tZ4/s320/DSC_0413.jpg" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Why is it that the girls were smiling perfectly in every picture?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Sq9mkGcPlm8/Thn5PMmPQTI/AAAAAAAAA3g/Z4w3nQ0Gy50/s1600/DSC_0436.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Sq9mkGcPlm8/Thn5PMmPQTI/AAAAAAAAA3g/Z4w3nQ0Gy50/s320/DSC_0436.jpg" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pretty sure all your wishes came true.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NUxvILX_Erc/Thn5RdPY_II/AAAAAAAAA3k/VnXi5slM1jE/s1600/DSC_0438.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NUxvILX_Erc/Thn5RdPY_II/AAAAAAAAA3k/VnXi5slM1jE/s320/DSC_0438.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grandma worked hard on this cake.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_TeOLVyX6L4/Thn5UsywQVI/AAAAAAAAA3o/_4kIVSH3A34/s1600/DSC_0453.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_TeOLVyX6L4/Thn5UsywQVI/AAAAAAAAA3o/_4kIVSH3A34/s320/DSC_0453.jpg" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes, we do have a different kiddie pool.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;I love you buddy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330770424656198483-421200726965504298?l=tarafollett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/feeds/421200726965504298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330770424656198483&amp;postID=421200726965504298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/421200726965504298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/421200726965504298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/2011/07/happy-4th-birthday-jake.html' title='Happy 4th Birthday, Jake!'/><author><name>Tara Follett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15129457411671339441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlfOkybf5I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/bZslxEDPsbw/S220/DSC_1094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZdW8NTmPjek/Thn5Jta1sCI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/ytBgVvJ5qBo/s72-c/DSC_0399.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330770424656198483.post-8172690267338165123</id><published>2011-07-03T22:46:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T22:47:04.944-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Jake's 1st Tiger's Game</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SNpFBVdOVpw/ThEl89gk0nI/AAAAAAAAA2s/FY1jsMhy16w/s1600/DSC_0295.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SNpFBVdOVpw/ThEl89gk0nI/AAAAAAAAA2s/FY1jsMhy16w/s320/DSC_0295.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sitting inside the Tiger's arm&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IEmo8IG8x48/ThEl9y6DVCI/AAAAAAAAA2w/z9Ai55eoeH0/s1600/DSC_0296.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IEmo8IG8x48/ThEl9y6DVCI/AAAAAAAAA2w/z9Ai55eoeH0/s320/DSC_0296.jpg" width="154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;About to enter&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QezKEByhhEU/ThEmB-CdDcI/AAAAAAAAA20/RcC6Ynu1sck/s1600/DSC_0306.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QezKEByhhEU/ThEmB-CdDcI/AAAAAAAAA20/RcC6Ynu1sck/s320/DSC_0306.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our awesome seats.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mSJGk0P7T4E/ThEmErOdpcI/AAAAAAAAA24/iuHfnQKikfo/s1600/DSC_0311.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mSJGk0P7T4E/ThEmErOdpcI/AAAAAAAAA24/iuHfnQKikfo/s320/DSC_0311.jpg" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;$15 foam claw, that only a Grandma would buy.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0AFrM3L03hc/ThEmGn4LCoI/AAAAAAAAA28/jB3KVVjNzJg/s1600/DSC_0317.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0AFrM3L03hc/ThEmGn4LCoI/AAAAAAAAA28/jB3KVVjNzJg/s320/DSC_0317.jpg" width="208" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;No, the guy in the back is not with us.&amp;nbsp; He looks familiar though.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iK2oOKTDD0c/ThEmJetEGEI/AAAAAAAAA3A/In_l27iHERw/s1600/DSC_0323.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iK2oOKTDD0c/ThEmJetEGEI/AAAAAAAAA3A/In_l27iHERw/s320/DSC_0323.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Finally riding an animal, instead of the bench.&amp;nbsp; I put my foot down.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XT7D_OFiTfg/ThEmLOF8XsI/AAAAAAAAA3E/-WMt-3g6_8c/s1600/DSC_0333.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XT7D_OFiTfg/ThEmLOF8XsI/AAAAAAAAA3E/-WMt-3g6_8c/s320/DSC_0333.jpg" width="210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Justin doing his thing.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wjGtFQWZ8Dw/ThEmOCffzKI/AAAAAAAAA3I/pLrZ5hgQrr0/s1600/DSC_0335.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wjGtFQWZ8Dw/ThEmOCffzKI/AAAAAAAAA3I/pLrZ5hgQrr0/s320/DSC_0335.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TOV6OHLp_RQ/ThEmRRZEs9I/AAAAAAAAA3M/0OeGoREw7s8/s1600/DSC_0357.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TOV6OHLp_RQ/ThEmRRZEs9I/AAAAAAAAA3M/0OeGoREw7s8/s320/DSC_0357.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jake took this guy's picture...I thought it was funny.&amp;nbsp; He thought Jake was funny.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2lTJGBkAO4E/ThEmUn6bzmI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/ozQcJiAjlf4/s1600/DSC_0364.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2lTJGBkAO4E/ThEmUn6bzmI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/ozQcJiAjlf4/s320/DSC_0364.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Looks like Justin DID his thing.&amp;nbsp; 14 strikeouts!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GES-PIsAlxs/ThEmXggYfmI/AAAAAAAAA3U/5WdQLE4Hzok/s1600/DSC_0366.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GES-PIsAlxs/ThEmXggYfmI/AAAAAAAAA3U/5WdQLE4Hzok/s320/DSC_0366.jpg" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fireworks!&amp;nbsp; Lasted about 10 minutes too long for an almost 4 year old.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Last Saturday night we took Jake to his first Tiger's game.&amp;nbsp; The only thing that would have made it totally perfect is if Daddy would've been able to come!&amp;nbsp; He had golfing commitments that weekend and we only had 4 tickets anyway.&amp;nbsp; I highly recommend the Tiger's Den for anyone with small children.&amp;nbsp; Lots of room and a table to unload your &lt;strike&gt;junk&lt;/strike&gt; stuff.&amp;nbsp; Special shout out to my Dad's friend at work, who gave him these spectacular seats.&amp;nbsp; And memories!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another highlight....The Hyatt Hotel, specifically the 6 glass elevators.&amp;nbsp; Jake was enthralled.&amp;nbsp; Not sure if he liked the game or the hotel better.&amp;nbsp; Grandpa took him on several rides.&amp;nbsp; Special thanks to Memaw for watching Caleb!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330770424656198483-8172690267338165123?l=tarafollett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/feeds/8172690267338165123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330770424656198483&amp;postID=8172690267338165123' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/8172690267338165123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/8172690267338165123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/2011/07/jakes-1st-tigers-game.html' title='Jake&apos;s 1st Tiger&apos;s Game'/><author><name>Tara Follett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15129457411671339441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlfOkybf5I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/bZslxEDPsbw/S220/DSC_1094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SNpFBVdOVpw/ThEl89gk0nI/AAAAAAAAA2s/FY1jsMhy16w/s72-c/DSC_0295.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330770424656198483.post-5031930127959443151</id><published>2011-06-18T08:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T08:44:15.963-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Camp Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XEFwXM6hoZ4/TfyaoFBlKrI/AAAAAAAAA2c/rP2DcpIhgkQ/s320/DSC_0239.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j5WT2KGlRjY/Tfyaq9WFeHI/AAAAAAAAA2g/b0EXTP1GsZM/s1600/DSC_0263.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j5WT2KGlRjY/Tfyaq9WFeHI/AAAAAAAAA2g/b0EXTP1GsZM/s320/DSC_0263.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This week, 19 West Ottawa students are out at Camp Geneva.&amp;nbsp; These students are all connected to my YFC ministry in the middle schools.&amp;nbsp; They are having so much fun.&amp;nbsp; My personal favorite night is Talent Night.&amp;nbsp; This year's highlights included a performance from one of Kate's Zeeland campers, singing Micheal Jackson's "Make a change".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A special Thank You to all of my friends and family who support this ministry and make this life-changing week possible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot leave out that the real reason for camp is to give these kids the opportunity to hear the Gospel of Jesus Christ!&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330770424656198483-5031930127959443151?l=tarafollett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/feeds/5031930127959443151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330770424656198483&amp;postID=5031930127959443151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/5031930127959443151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/5031930127959443151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/2011/06/camp-week.html' title='Camp Week'/><author><name>Tara Follett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15129457411671339441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlfOkybf5I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/bZslxEDPsbw/S220/DSC_1094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UbcXCerKVJI/Tfyag4LxwpI/AAAAAAAAA2U/jfEUfsvdUTU/s72-c/DSC_0235.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330770424656198483.post-5456142170755613295</id><published>2011-06-17T22:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T22:39:48.264-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Matching Jams</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pvt7xKY7YFs/TfwL_QXr0mI/AAAAAAAAA18/UnrWr0C15gQ/s1600/DSC_0165.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pvt7xKY7YFs/TfwL_QXr0mI/AAAAAAAAA18/UnrWr0C15gQ/s320/DSC_0165.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fun and games at first.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rxWJ_nZ4eYU/TfwMDimnS3I/AAAAAAAAA2A/PwKGhEACpts/s1600/DSC_0166.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rxWJ_nZ4eYU/TfwMDimnS3I/AAAAAAAAA2A/PwKGhEACpts/s320/DSC_0166.jpg" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Party in the crib!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EaZUdqBU_No/TfwMGz9tpfI/AAAAAAAAA2E/KMHrKfKAurY/s1600/DSC_0171.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EaZUdqBU_No/TfwMGz9tpfI/AAAAAAAAA2E/KMHrKfKAurY/s320/DSC_0171.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Drugs are settling in...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rbNUHGl5fU4/TfwMIyMLNtI/AAAAAAAAA2I/rfgwFF44Lg0/s1600/DSC_0173.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="229" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rbNUHGl5fU4/TfwMIyMLNtI/AAAAAAAAA2I/rfgwFF44Lg0/s320/DSC_0173.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Post-surgery...poor buddy.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Caleb had tubes in and his adenoids removed last week.&amp;nbsp; We're keeping our fingers crossed that this will help with the crazy ear infections and his chronic drooling.&amp;nbsp; Maybe by the time he goes to school we'll be able to keep a bib off.&amp;nbsp; We're thinking that his large adenoids were preventing him from breathing through his nose normally.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, it wouldn't be a normal trip to the hospital or doctor's office if Mommy didn't get a personal escort from a nurse over to a recliner with a glass of orange juice and a cool rag...I CAN'T HELP IT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330770424656198483-3740535640099274967?l=tarafollett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/feeds/3740535640099274967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330770424656198483&amp;postID=3740535640099274967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/3740535640099274967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/3740535640099274967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/2011/06/tubes-in-adenoids-out.html' title='Tubes in, adenoids out'/><author><name>Tara Follett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15129457411671339441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlfOkybf5I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/bZslxEDPsbw/S220/DSC_1094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pvt7xKY7YFs/TfwL_QXr0mI/AAAAAAAAA18/UnrWr0C15gQ/s72-c/DSC_0165.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330770424656198483.post-2346076544373831515</id><published>2011-06-02T21:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T21:22:26.003-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Memorial Day Parade</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sCKaZGEX7MY/Teg03Gh2WkI/AAAAAAAAA1o/iL1pBTIEVO0/s1600/DSC_0126.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sCKaZGEX7MY/Teg03Gh2WkI/AAAAAAAAA1o/iL1pBTIEVO0/s320/DSC_0126.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HgaTONTVPdk/Teg067oKtZI/AAAAAAAAA1s/fWyc4yrJBPU/s1600/DSC_0135.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HgaTONTVPdk/Teg067oKtZI/AAAAAAAAA1s/fWyc4yrJBPU/s320/DSC_0135.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-31HhWJt_-4A/Teg0_Jw1ygI/AAAAAAAAA1w/j8WPQQLg0sc/s1600/DSC_0144.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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The parade was actually relaxing.&amp;nbsp; The boys applauded for our veterans.&amp;nbsp; They don't know why, but someday they will.&amp;nbsp; I don't think I've ever been to Holland's Memorial Day parade.&amp;nbsp; We're usually on our way home from the cabin or trying to recoup from a weekend gone, and I'm searching for a piece of sanity.&amp;nbsp; Not this year!&amp;nbsp; We spent only one night Up North and still had time for a parade on Monday and a bbq with our friends.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Too bad Grandma and Grandpa missed out watching it with us, Grandpa would've been proud!&amp;nbsp; Either way, I'm proud of my Dad and Travis for serving our country and I gave an extra cheer as the Marines marched by.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330770424656198483-2346076544373831515?l=tarafollett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/feeds/2346076544373831515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330770424656198483&amp;postID=2346076544373831515' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/2346076544373831515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/2346076544373831515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/2011/06/memorial-day-parade.html' title='Memorial Day Parade'/><author><name>Tara Follett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15129457411671339441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlfOkybf5I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/bZslxEDPsbw/S220/DSC_1094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sCKaZGEX7MY/Teg03Gh2WkI/AAAAAAAAA1o/iL1pBTIEVO0/s72-c/DSC_0126.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330770424656198483.post-7103867885131343681</id><published>2011-05-30T21:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T21:57:29.516-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Memorial Day at The Goat</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T6S_YCN41UM/TeRJRZHdTqI/AAAAAAAAA1A/JOfW17uTqYg/s1600/DSC_0058.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T6S_YCN41UM/TeRJRZHdTqI/AAAAAAAAA1A/JOfW17uTqYg/s320/DSC_0058.jpg" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The last time Caleb will wear the "infant" jacket.&amp;nbsp; Bah-bye.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DlNUlVYOS2A/TeRJU7QxkDI/AAAAAAAAA1E/Q7_ZIQj7Gtk/s1600/DSC_0075.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DlNUlVYOS2A/TeRJU7QxkDI/AAAAAAAAA1E/Q7_ZIQj7Gtk/s320/DSC_0075.jpg" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PThWuHj222M/TeRJXq7Hb5I/AAAAAAAAA1I/t5MmBQSyxA4/s1600/DSC_0086.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PThWuHj222M/TeRJXq7Hb5I/AAAAAAAAA1I/t5MmBQSyxA4/s320/DSC_0086.jpg" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My favorite face.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uA0nS4wapHo/TeRJbCrhCXI/AAAAAAAAA1M/Wqf-Qh5Yxzg/s1600/DSC_0087.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uA0nS4wapHo/TeRJbCrhCXI/AAAAAAAAA1M/Wqf-Qh5Yxzg/s320/DSC_0087.jpg" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My favorite scary bear face.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cxxVKQLxUAk/TeRJd_47nMI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/6_9ugNifzdE/s1600/DSC_0094.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cxxVKQLxUAk/TeRJd_47nMI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/6_9ugNifzdE/s320/DSC_0094.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Caleb says it all.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rkWLnmMqN1Q/TeRJh16wqGI/AAAAAAAAA1U/1nhayaRyBmA/s1600/DSC_0098.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rkWLnmMqN1Q/TeRJh16wqGI/AAAAAAAAA1U/1nhayaRyBmA/s320/DSC_0098.jpg" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Finally, a fish for the bucket!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XRfiuqVpkaA/TeRJmNy5jiI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/b3UgDO6wsLA/s1600/DSC_0107.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XRfiuqVpkaA/TeRJmNy5jiI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/b3UgDO6wsLA/s320/DSC_0107.jpg" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Important meeting at the front of the boat.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9VjtWE5emH0/TeRJoNajfdI/AAAAAAAAA1c/3A35VkAsChE/s1600/DSC_0109.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9VjtWE5emH0/TeRJoNajfdI/AAAAAAAAA1c/3A35VkAsChE/s320/DSC_0109.jpg" width="228" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Something about the rocking and the sound of the motor. Zzzzzz.....&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pRDS9XanzCI/TeRJrMfeZsI/AAAAAAAAA1g/dUSvnslEGF0/s1600/DSC_0114.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pRDS9XanzCI/TeRJrMfeZsI/AAAAAAAAA1g/dUSvnslEGF0/s320/DSC_0114.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Only Jake would get away with re-organizing Grandpa's tackle box.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uT_LgcQnHMA/TeRJuVQ3WRI/AAAAAAAAA1k/iCAtqY2Eudc/s1600/DSC_0119.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uT_LgcQnHMA/TeRJuVQ3WRI/AAAAAAAAA1k/iCAtqY2Eudc/s320/DSC_0119.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Prefers to play with the wax worms over fishing!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330770424656198483-7103867885131343681?l=tarafollett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/feeds/7103867885131343681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330770424656198483&amp;postID=7103867885131343681' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/7103867885131343681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/7103867885131343681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/2011/05/memorial-day-at-goat.html' title='Memorial Day at The Goat'/><author><name>Tara Follett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15129457411671339441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlfOkybf5I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/bZslxEDPsbw/S220/DSC_1094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-T6S_YCN41UM/TeRJRZHdTqI/AAAAAAAAA1A/JOfW17uTqYg/s72-c/DSC_0058.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330770424656198483.post-2043159254902175223</id><published>2011-05-07T15:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T15:54:27.032-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cricut Expression</title><content type='html'>O.K., this is one of the many reasons I really wanted a Cricut Expression.&amp;nbsp; So, when I was throwing together a gift, I could just quickly do something like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rFGm5EC9j0w/TcWhMfGkaOI/AAAAAAAAA0E/5FzfIlogYYQ/s1600/DSC_0114.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rFGm5EC9j0w/TcWhMfGkaOI/AAAAAAAAA0E/5FzfIlogYYQ/s320/DSC_0114.jpg" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;(White tissue paper, twine, flower embellishment, and some 3M adhesive spray)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Viola, no gift bag from me!&amp;nbsp; You should see what's inside...I can't tell, it's a gift.&amp;nbsp; OK fine, it's a recycled salad dressing jar filled with blue and pink gummy worms.&amp;nbsp; The jar is decorated with cute, fun pink and blue stickers made from my new machine, using 3M colored contact paper.&amp;nbsp; I spray painted the lid silver and wrapped it with twine.&amp;nbsp; I should've taken a picture!&amp;nbsp; Live and learn.&amp;nbsp; I might need to buy stock in 3M.&amp;nbsp; Or maybe they should consider paying me to endorse their great products.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Mom, for my birthday present!&amp;nbsp; I love it (and you).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330770424656198483-2043159254902175223?l=tarafollett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/feeds/2043159254902175223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330770424656198483&amp;postID=2043159254902175223' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/2043159254902175223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/2043159254902175223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/2011/05/cricut-expression.html' title='Cricut Expression'/><author><name>Tara Follett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15129457411671339441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlfOkybf5I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/bZslxEDPsbw/S220/DSC_1094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rFGm5EC9j0w/TcWhMfGkaOI/AAAAAAAAA0E/5FzfIlogYYQ/s72-c/DSC_0114.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330770424656198483.post-2654233462248996248</id><published>2011-04-24T21:50:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T21:51:21.345-04:00</updated><title type='text'>All things Easter</title><content type='html'>I'm done with plastic Easter eggs.&amp;nbsp; I'm not sad to see them go.&amp;nbsp; They are for the kids, but I cannot not help myself to the candy that's inside those little contraptions.&amp;nbsp; Hands down, Reese's peanut butter eggs are my favorite.&amp;nbsp; Tonight while the kids were taking a bath, getting the chocolate out of their hair, I purged all the Easter candy and took all those two cent plastic eggs downstairs to a high shelf.&amp;nbsp; Bah-bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By far the highlight of this Easter was hearing Jake's interpretation of why we are celebrating.&amp;nbsp; He had many Jesus insights.&amp;nbsp; Some of them accurate, and some not...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mommy, after Jesus rose from the dead, did he die again?"&amp;nbsp; Me: "No, He's in heaven with God." Jake: "oh, so he's up at the cabin?"&amp;nbsp; Sounds like Grandpa Theology to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tEAtjkTu8Uo/TbTSMsh_pLI/AAAAAAAAAzw/R_k-vQS_Qtw/s1600/DSC_0045.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tEAtjkTu8Uo/TbTSMsh_pLI/AAAAAAAAAzw/R_k-vQS_Qtw/s320/DSC_0045.jpg" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Spoiled by Aunt Kate&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Lyjt36YOOdc/TbTSO69XLAI/AAAAAAAAAz0/i7uhLcMAEt4/s1600/DSC_0058.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Lyjt36YOOdc/TbTSO69XLAI/AAAAAAAAAz0/i7uhLcMAEt4/s320/DSC_0058.jpg" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Telling Easter Bunny (AKA Aunt Kate) there are 2 more days til Easter and questioning why she is here.&amp;nbsp; Notice Caleb looking from above.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u1r7VKo1Z1I/TbTST9e8jfI/AAAAAAAAAz4/1FLWWNC5Ebs/s1600/DSC_0077.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u1r7VKo1Z1I/TbTST9e8jfI/AAAAAAAAAz4/1FLWWNC5Ebs/s320/DSC_0077.jpg" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;8 a.m. before church.&amp;nbsp; Enough said.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_s9lXHD6_N8/TbTSZ2G97GI/AAAAAAAAAz8/GP-H1VFfPu4/s1600/DSC_0091.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_s9lXHD6_N8/TbTSZ2G97GI/AAAAAAAAAz8/GP-H1VFfPu4/s320/DSC_0091.jpg" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;It probably has money in it.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h_2WA-Y6cJk/TbTSeaQYlzI/AAAAAAAAA0A/P22l7SFJ02Q/s1600/DSC_0098.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h_2WA-Y6cJk/TbTSeaQYlzI/AAAAAAAAA0A/P22l7SFJ02Q/s320/DSC_0098.jpg" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;They really do like each other.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330770424656198483-2654233462248996248?l=tarafollett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/feeds/2654233462248996248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330770424656198483&amp;postID=2654233462248996248' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/2654233462248996248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/2654233462248996248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/2011/04/all-things-easter.html' title='All things Easter'/><author><name>Tara Follett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15129457411671339441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlfOkybf5I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/bZslxEDPsbw/S220/DSC_1094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tEAtjkTu8Uo/TbTSMsh_pLI/AAAAAAAAAzw/R_k-vQS_Qtw/s72-c/DSC_0045.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330770424656198483.post-6765158860799931778</id><published>2011-04-05T22:27:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T23:02:50.969-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Boy Haircut</title><content type='html'>Don't cry, Grandma and Memaw.&amp;nbsp; We had to do something risky this Spring Break.&amp;nbsp; In between cleaning up puke, forcing pedialyte, doing laundry, and pity parties...we made Jake look like a 5 year old.&amp;nbsp; His new haircut has apparently made him naughtier too.&amp;nbsp; Meanwhile, he keeps saying "it feels so good."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mlGaHTX1XPQ/TZvN59gNK4I/AAAAAAAAAzg/PKHcwXQEZ9o/s1600/DSC_0313.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mlGaHTX1XPQ/TZvN59gNK4I/AAAAAAAAAzg/PKHcwXQEZ9o/s320/DSC_0313.jpg" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b3gzSq0qgQo/TZvOBJIXUyI/AAAAAAAAAzk/UZ4NUeGOqFg/s1600/DSC_0316.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b3gzSq0qgQo/TZvOBJIXUyI/AAAAAAAAAzk/UZ4NUeGOqFg/s320/DSC_0316.JPG" width="228" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8H0Gt8pB1Rw/TZjt-tyROOI/AAAAAAAAAzU/FXc4dIDiuvo/s1600/DSC_0294.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="228" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8H0Gt8pB1Rw/TZjt-tyROOI/AAAAAAAAAzU/FXc4dIDiuvo/s320/DSC_0294.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Prefers the bench.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D38F16QSANk/TZjtyWsqu6I/AAAAAAAAAzA/qh_37Jvzj_w/s1600/DSC_0167.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D38F16QSANk/TZjtyWsqu6I/AAAAAAAAAzA/qh_37Jvzj_w/s320/DSC_0167.jpg" width="228" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aunt Kimmy's roof&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z2M0QFHS7Hc/TZjt0HdKpJI/AAAAAAAAAzE/E0O2iVUFqGc/s1600/DSC_0213.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z2M0QFHS7Hc/TZjt0HdKpJI/AAAAAAAAAzE/E0O2iVUFqGc/s320/DSC_0213.JPG" width="228" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aunt Kimmy's sweet tub!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YaKdRgp6EPA/TZjt4-97CEI/AAAAAAAAAzI/TwH6IDGhkrc/s1600/DSC_0233.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YaKdRgp6EPA/TZjt4-97CEI/AAAAAAAAAzI/TwH6IDGhkrc/s320/DSC_0233.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lincoln Park Zoo&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YT0Xqexv_7k/TZjt7G6YbeI/AAAAAAAAAzM/mAod_rJ-5h8/s1600/DSC_0248.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="230" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YT0Xqexv_7k/TZjt7G6YbeI/AAAAAAAAAzM/mAod_rJ-5h8/s320/DSC_0248.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sweet boy!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4tz4jzIi0Is/TZjt8qAG9TI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/vEHmTx6Z5f4/s1600/DSC_0264.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4tz4jzIi0Is/TZjt8qAG9TI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/vEHmTx6Z5f4/s320/DSC_0264.JPG" width="228" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Missing Caleb!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;We spent the weekend in Chicago visiting Aunt Kimmy.&amp;nbsp; Definitely a good time!&amp;nbsp; Our highlight was visiting the Lincoln Park Zoo.&amp;nbsp; The best part, it's free!&amp;nbsp; We got lucky and had some great weather to walk around for almost 3 hours.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Jake's highlight was Aunt Kimmy's big tub!&amp;nbsp; It was bubble heaven.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We opted to leave Caleb home.&amp;nbsp; Memaw and Papa came up to stay with him.&amp;nbsp; Lucky for them, Caleb got sick...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are currently all resting at home.&amp;nbsp; I was fortunate enough to get puked on as a welcome home gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jake currently has not eaten since breakfast.&amp;nbsp; He says he's not hungry.&amp;nbsp; Do you know my children?&amp;nbsp; They are always hungry.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We might be in for a long night....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8H0Gt8pB1Rw/TZjt-tyROOI/AAAAAAAAAzU/FXc4dIDiuvo/s1600/DSC_0294.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330770424656198483-5139201389293350126?l=tarafollett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/feeds/5139201389293350126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330770424656198483&amp;postID=5139201389293350126' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/5139201389293350126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/5139201389293350126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/2011/04/chicago-weekend.html' title='Chicago weekend'/><author><name>Tara Follett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15129457411671339441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlfOkybf5I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/bZslxEDPsbw/S220/DSC_1094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8H0Gt8pB1Rw/TZjt-tyROOI/AAAAAAAAAzU/FXc4dIDiuvo/s72-c/DSC_0294.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330770424656198483.post-4052699185702401548</id><published>2011-03-04T10:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T10:02:16.210-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Run the River Bank Run with YFC!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-j812ctDnJ4Y/TXD78wKgQwI/AAAAAAAAAy8/WEkatRb3zMU/s1600/logo-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-j812ctDnJ4Y/TXD78wKgQwI/AAAAAAAAAy8/WEkatRb3zMU/s320/logo-2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;logo for our shirts!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Once again, Kate and I will be organizing a group of people to run the River Bank Run for Youth for Christ.&amp;nbsp; This helps us raise money for our ministry areas as we individually accomplish our fund-raising goals.&amp;nbsp; This is such a fun event to help us raise awareness and also challenge yourself physically to do something you otherwise may not consider.&amp;nbsp; Last year we had a group of almost 50 people!&amp;nbsp; We gave away lots of prizes, ate a free dinner, and also chartered a private bus to transport our group to Grand Rapids.&amp;nbsp; Oh, and did I mention the sweet t-shirts, bags, and water bottles?&amp;nbsp; There is an event for every fitness level - 5K run/walk, 10K, or 25K.&amp;nbsp; Challenge yourself, sign up today!&amp;nbsp; If you are interested, please leave me a comment - I'll get you all the information you need.&amp;nbsp; And, you can also join the Event Page on facebook.&amp;nbsp; It's a good way for me to keep you all up-to-date!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kate and I are also considering ordering some other apparel, since the logo is so darn sweet!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Consider the apparel bragging rights that you are part of something so exciting.&amp;nbsp; We're also taking votes for the color of the shirt...white, navy, other suggestions?&amp;nbsp; Let me know if you are interested in any purchases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, if you are interested in being a part of the internal planning of this event - we need you.&amp;nbsp; We're looking to increase our prize pool, increase sponsors, volunteers to pick up the race bags in Grand Rapids on packet pick-up day, and pasta dinner crew.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330770424656198483-4052699185702401548?l=tarafollett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/feeds/4052699185702401548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330770424656198483&amp;postID=4052699185702401548' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/4052699185702401548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/4052699185702401548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/2011/03/run-river-bank-run-with-yfc.html' title='Run the River Bank Run with YFC!'/><author><name>Tara Follett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15129457411671339441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlfOkybf5I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/bZslxEDPsbw/S220/DSC_1094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-j812ctDnJ4Y/TXD78wKgQwI/AAAAAAAAAy8/WEkatRb3zMU/s72-c/logo-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330770424656198483.post-2895824045410705701</id><published>2011-02-27T22:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T22:06:26.065-05:00</updated><title type='text'>free stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-ig7nWvojjg4/TWsQZtdvV5I/AAAAAAAAAy4/sUViCfhkcuQ/s1600/DSC_0158.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-ig7nWvojjg4/TWsQZtdvV5I/AAAAAAAAAy4/sUViCfhkcuQ/s320/DSC_0158.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-94zZeck3O7I/TWsQWOzHc8I/AAAAAAAAAy0/sDp98HREYLY/s1600/DSC_0155.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-94zZeck3O7I/TWsQWOzHc8I/AAAAAAAAAy0/sDp98HREYLY/s320/DSC_0155.jpg" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;If you spend any time with me, you know that I LOVE a good deal!&amp;nbsp; Well, did I ever score the ultimate free online deal a while back.&amp;nbsp; I filled out this little survey and got a package delivered to my door yesterday.&amp;nbsp; Who doesn't love free stuff delivered to your door?&amp;nbsp; We opened it up to find our official "sneeze catcher" package from Kleenex filled with a t-shirt, hat, tissue key-chain pouch, coloring book, and backpack.&amp;nbsp; The best part?&amp;nbsp; It was all in Spanish!&amp;nbsp; Yup, somehow we scored the Spanish version of all this exciting loot.&amp;nbsp; I laughed my head off.&amp;nbsp; Mostly because, I don't need any of this stuff.&amp;nbsp; But even better, we don't know what any of it says!&amp;nbsp; We really cashed in when Jake insisted on wearing the over-sized shirt and baseball hat.&amp;nbsp; He even requested to wear it to bed.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330770424656198483-2895824045410705701?l=tarafollett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/feeds/2895824045410705701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330770424656198483&amp;postID=2895824045410705701' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/2895824045410705701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/2895824045410705701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/2011/02/free-stuff.html' title='free stuff'/><author><name>Tara Follett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15129457411671339441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlfOkybf5I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/bZslxEDPsbw/S220/DSC_1094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-ig7nWvojjg4/TWsQZtdvV5I/AAAAAAAAAy4/sUViCfhkcuQ/s72-c/DSC_0158.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330770424656198483.post-3914699352521380264</id><published>2011-01-19T22:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T22:27:20.634-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Close the lid!</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/CljhLb1Ar9U?fs=1" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was talking to a friend today and somehow we got on the subject of the germs that come out of your toilet when you flush. &amp;nbsp;He told me to look it up. &amp;nbsp;I did. &amp;nbsp;And now...I will &lt;i&gt;always&lt;/i&gt; close the lid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330770424656198483-3914699352521380264?l=tarafollett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/feeds/3914699352521380264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330770424656198483&amp;postID=3914699352521380264' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/3914699352521380264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/3914699352521380264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/2011/01/close-lid.html' title='Close the lid!'/><author><name>Tara Follett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15129457411671339441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlfOkybf5I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/bZslxEDPsbw/S220/DSC_1094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/CljhLb1Ar9U/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330770424656198483.post-4011560685659885923</id><published>2011-01-13T21:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T21:40:21.144-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Soccer Mom</title><content type='html'>I officially signed Jake up for Soccer this week. &amp;nbsp;I took him to the Soccer Stop on Monday night to check it out. &amp;nbsp;I don't think he's slept well since then. &amp;nbsp;Every day he asks if it's &lt;i&gt;soccer day &lt;/i&gt;yet. &amp;nbsp;Today was the day. &amp;nbsp;I think it was only appropriate that he already lost his soccer shirt this morning. &amp;nbsp;I mean, what's a &lt;i&gt;1st soccer day &lt;/i&gt;morning without Mommy blowing a gasket because somehow it walked off the kitchen counter to hide itself in the black hole of missing things in our house. Thankfully Daddy saved the day and saved me some therapy, by coming home to find the shirt. &amp;nbsp;It mysteriously made it's way to Mommy and Daddy's bed and under the covers, weird. &amp;nbsp;I also think it's protocol that all good soccer shirts reach the knees, even after being boiled in the washer and fried in the dryer. &amp;nbsp;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TS-1tTi8oeI/AAAAAAAAAyk/AGKt4SW_wNQ/s1600/DSC_0108.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TS-1tTi8oeI/AAAAAAAAAyk/AGKt4SW_wNQ/s320/DSC_0108.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The one time he was sitting with the group, listening.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TS-1zCCQ-qI/AAAAAAAAAyo/PnV6HnYe5n8/s1600/DSC_0098.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TS-1zCCQ-qI/AAAAAAAAAyo/PnV6HnYe5n8/s320/DSC_0098.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TS-154s5iFI/AAAAAAAAAys/E0IxQ04FVqs/s1600/DSC_0113.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TS-154s5iFI/AAAAAAAAAys/E0IxQ04FVqs/s320/DSC_0113.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Learning to &lt;i&gt;trap&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well...it was &lt;i&gt;all&lt;/i&gt; worth it. &amp;nbsp;To add to the excitement, Jake's friend Jonathan also got to sign up for the same session. &amp;nbsp;There were many occasions when I just couldn't stop laughing, like when Jake went up to the coach and was poking his cheeks. &amp;nbsp;Or when he just laid down on the ground and said "I'm done, I'm tired." &amp;nbsp;All I could do was cover my mouth and turn away. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330770424656198483-4011560685659885923?l=tarafollett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/feeds/4011560685659885923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330770424656198483&amp;postID=4011560685659885923' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/4011560685659885923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/4011560685659885923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/2011/01/soccer-mom.html' title='Soccer Mom'/><author><name>Tara Follett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15129457411671339441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlfOkybf5I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/bZslxEDPsbw/S220/DSC_1094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TS-1tTi8oeI/AAAAAAAAAyk/AGKt4SW_wNQ/s72-c/DSC_0108.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330770424656198483.post-8492101216175663</id><published>2011-01-07T14:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T14:36:18.838-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Breathe Normally</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;The president of YFC USA is an outstanding speaker and thought provoker. &amp;nbsp;I get the privilege of hearing him speak on occasion and receive regular updates from him as encouragement. &amp;nbsp;He is a man of God and of the Word. &amp;nbsp;This latest fragment has especially been an encouragement to me personally. &amp;nbsp;Take the time to read it and remember to &lt;i&gt;breathe normally&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Breathe Normally&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"&gt;Dan Wolgemuth, YFC/USA President&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"&gt;"In the unlikely event of a loss of cabin pressure, oxygen masks will drop from the ceiling. Pull the mask to your face, cover your nose and mouth and continue to breathe normally."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"&gt;Breathe normally!&amp;nbsp; Are you kidding me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"&gt;This boilerplate message (or some close variation) gets delivered by diligent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1294428458_0"&gt;flight attendants&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"&gt;on every commercial flight, and each time I'm struck by the ridiculous nature of the instruction.&amp;nbsp; With&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1294428458_1"&gt;cabin pressure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"&gt;fluctuating and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1294428458_2"&gt;oxygen masks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"&gt;flopping, I don't think I would be breathing normally.&amp;nbsp; Would you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"&gt;And yet I understand the need for the directive... calm in the midst of chaos allows for better decision making and a more controlled process.&amp;nbsp; But trust and discipline are required.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"&gt;Quite frankly, I've come to realize that this directive was something that Jesus taught; not while on a jet airliner, but certainly in the midst of chaos.&amp;nbsp; When life moves to an uncontrollable state... rest... trust... believe... breathe normally.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"&gt;On a tumultuous sea... breathe normally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"&gt;When cash won't buy enough groceries for a vast army... breathe normally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"&gt;During an onslaught from the enemy... breathe normally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"&gt;In the midst of false accusations... breathe normally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"&gt;Jesus knew that trust, authentic trust, could weather any storm, could confront any enemy, could surround any encounter... it was confidence in the powerful and perfect plan of God that created peace; even to the point where it "surpassed understanding."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"&gt;The New Year will bring its fair share of fluctuating cabin pressure and deployed oxygen masks.&amp;nbsp; There will be ministry challenges, resource constraints, health issues, disappointing relationships... and the list grows.&amp;nbsp; Our pulse races, our breathing shortens and intensifies and we begin to doubt.&amp;nbsp; To wonder if God really can, or will, or ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"&gt;I want the peace of God to reign.&amp;nbsp; To permeate every situation.&amp;nbsp; To arrest every germ of doubt.&amp;nbsp; I want to breathe normally... even when...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"&gt;Will you pray for peace in 2011?&amp;nbsp; Not the absence of problems; not the solution to every problem; not for perfect sailing; but for peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"&gt;"Peace I leave with you; my peace I give to you. Not as the world gives do I give to you. Let not your hearts be troubled, neither let them be afraid." (John&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1294428458_3"&gt;14:27&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"&gt;ESV)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"&gt;Breathe normally...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'comic sans ms', sans-serif;"&gt;May peace be what marks this coming year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330770424656198483-8492101216175663?l=tarafollett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/feeds/8492101216175663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330770424656198483&amp;postID=8492101216175663' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/8492101216175663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/8492101216175663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/2011/01/breathe-normally.html' title='Breathe Normally'/><author><name>Tara Follett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15129457411671339441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlfOkybf5I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/bZslxEDPsbw/S220/DSC_1094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330770424656198483.post-5197494157962958089</id><published>2011-01-03T15:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T15:39:05.172-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Dad, 62!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TSIxyXWZSzI/AAAAAAAAAyg/1Pib6FjJgSM/s1600/09-0142-02-180.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TSIxyXWZSzI/AAAAAAAAAyg/1Pib6FjJgSM/s200/09-0142-02-180.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;What do I get the guy who has everything? &amp;nbsp;Every year I find myself scrambling to come up with something meaningful for my parents for Christmas. &amp;nbsp;Because they never &lt;i&gt;need&lt;/i&gt; anything, I usually end up going the picture route, a calendar of the kids or a framed photo taken up North, etc. &amp;nbsp;My Dad loves to grill, and specifically takes pride in his Weber charcoal grill. &amp;nbsp;I thought I'd really surprise him this year with these cool shish-kabob skewers, called Firewires. &amp;nbsp;You can bend them to fit more stuff on them, and also marinate the whole thing in a ziplock. &amp;nbsp;Pretty cool idea, huh? &amp;nbsp;It&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; was&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; cool and creative until he sat next to me Christmas morning with one in hand to show me what Santa brought him in his stocking! &amp;nbsp;He asked if I'd ever seen one before, of course I answered "no". &amp;nbsp;I just can't win! &amp;nbsp;I thought for sure &lt;i&gt;he'd&lt;/i&gt; never seen one of these before. &amp;nbsp;But then again, he does hang out in hardware stores...I should've know better. &amp;nbsp; So Dad, since I'm still a little chapped about this whole Christmas present experience...you get nothing but a big fat "Happy Birthday" from me today. &amp;nbsp;In all seriousness, I couldn't ask for a better Dad, and if I really start going into great detail about how blessed I am to have such a great Father, this post will get way too lengthy. &amp;nbsp;And I'm just not feeling like getting the tissue out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330770424656198483-5197494157962958089?l=tarafollett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/feeds/5197494157962958089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330770424656198483&amp;postID=5197494157962958089' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/5197494157962958089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/5197494157962958089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/2011/01/happy-birthday-dad-62.html' title='Happy Birthday Dad, 62!'/><author><name>Tara Follett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15129457411671339441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlfOkybf5I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/bZslxEDPsbw/S220/DSC_1094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TSIxyXWZSzI/AAAAAAAAAyg/1Pib6FjJgSM/s72-c/09-0142-02-180.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330770424656198483.post-8576710895913149519</id><published>2011-01-02T08:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T08:37:06.737-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kitchen Cabinets</title><content type='html'>We moved into this house in May. &amp;nbsp;Since the day I stepped inside, I wanted new kitchen cabinets, on top of several other hundred things. &amp;nbsp;Do you know how expensive new kitchen cabinets are? &amp;nbsp;You probably do, I didn't. &amp;nbsp;After learning how expensive the whole moving process is, we knew very quickly that our check-list of things would all have to be put on hold - new carpet for the downstairs, fireplace make-over, painting (which we did do), bathroom vanity, deck washed/stained, furniture, etc. etc. etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After deciding to tackle the kitchen cabinets ourselves, we are quite pleased. &amp;nbsp;And proud!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Before...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TSB6u7FKt2I/AAAAAAAAAx4/E09EcAjRnDk/s1600/DSC_0307.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TSB6u7FKt2I/AAAAAAAAAx4/E09EcAjRnDk/s320/DSC_0307.jpg" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TSB6zjFK7NI/AAAAAAAAAx8/V8pPxYh2kZo/s1600/DSC_0308.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TSB6zjFK7NI/AAAAAAAAAx8/V8pPxYh2kZo/s320/DSC_0308.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In process...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TSB9BAjBQvI/AAAAAAAAAyc/WkUL5gBv64U/s1600/DSC_0468.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TSB9BAjBQvI/AAAAAAAAAyc/WkUL5gBv64U/s320/DSC_0468.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sand, prime, sand, prime, sand, paint, paint, paint!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TSB8ztyeukI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/LY6Uj-tovwM/s1600/DSC_0461.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TSB8ztyeukI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/LY6Uj-tovwM/s320/DSC_0461.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The make-shift stand to spray the nails. &amp;nbsp; Do not knock this over!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TSB84Dbl2aI/AAAAAAAAAyU/7RMExHmI8GM/s1600/DSC_0463.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TSB84Dbl2aI/AAAAAAAAAyU/7RMExHmI8GM/s320/DSC_0463.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;All painted, black.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TSB88gSFjlI/AAAAAAAAAyY/Ijh-6JBX588/s1600/DSC_0467.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TSB88gSFjlI/AAAAAAAAAyY/Ijh-6JBX588/s320/DSC_0467.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Spray-painted the hinges also, we couldn't find any new ones that would line up with the existing holes...&lt;br /&gt;so why re-drill? &amp;nbsp;By the way, this spray handle costs about $3 (or less), and is worth every penny. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ta da...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TSB63D4tqAI/AAAAAAAAAyA/MJ7HElGo02E/s1600/DSC_0660.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TSB63D4tqAI/AAAAAAAAAyA/MJ7HElGo02E/s320/DSC_0660.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TSB65ni09vI/AAAAAAAAAyE/vpxUj8k4Etk/s1600/DSC_0666.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TSB65ni09vI/AAAAAAAAAyE/vpxUj8k4Etk/s320/DSC_0666.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TSB68gGUNHI/AAAAAAAAAyI/e7s1WU8Sp1o/s1600/DSC_0667.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TSB68gGUNHI/AAAAAAAAAyI/e7s1WU8Sp1o/s320/DSC_0667.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TSB6_eMtLfI/AAAAAAAAAyM/4hFcD94jtmo/s1600/DSC_0668.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TSB6_eMtLfI/AAAAAAAAAyM/4hFcD94jtmo/s320/DSC_0668.jpg" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funny part of this story is that it took us over a month to do the upper cabinets. &amp;nbsp;We worked on them after the kids were in bed, but often took several days off in between. &amp;nbsp;Then...once they were up, we pulled off a Christmas miracle and completed the bottom set in 5 days...before we had a houseful of guests for the Holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up...maybe a backsplash? &amp;nbsp; Countertops? &amp;nbsp;I know...never content.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330770424656198483-8576710895913149519?l=tarafollett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/feeds/8576710895913149519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330770424656198483&amp;postID=8576710895913149519' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/8576710895913149519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/8576710895913149519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/2011/01/kitchen-cabinets.html' title='Kitchen Cabinets'/><author><name>Tara Follett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15129457411671339441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlfOkybf5I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/bZslxEDPsbw/S220/DSC_1094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TSB6u7FKt2I/AAAAAAAAAx4/E09EcAjRnDk/s72-c/DSC_0307.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330770424656198483.post-6098440007240439247</id><published>2010-12-27T22:48:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T08:18:22.696-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas 2010</title><content type='html'>Memories of Christmas this year:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hosting The Follett side at our house. &amp;nbsp;Aunt Kimmy stayed at our house for 2 nights. &amp;nbsp;Papa and Memaw stayed overnight on Christmas Eve. &amp;nbsp;Uncle Dave, Aunt Shannon, and the girls came for the day on Christmas Eve.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jake waking up to find that Santa ate the cookies he left out.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Criss Cross Crash&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Caleb visiting the ER on Christmas Day, coming home with an asthma inhaler.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kate and I getting each other the same gifts, which were very unique, we thought - custom camera straps.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Grandpa having to make a special trip to deliver batteries for Criss Cross Crash on Christmas morning.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Completing our kitchen cabinet project, barely.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Lucky", the horse.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fires in the fireplace.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Getting one of the nicest text messages from one of my YFC students, at 1 a.m.!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Spending time with family!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Too many presents. &amp;nbsp;We are abundantly blessed.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlcjBR7nXI/AAAAAAAAAwg/KszT8MRbNQY/s1600/DSC_0511.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlcjBR7nXI/AAAAAAAAAwg/KszT8MRbNQY/s320/DSC_0511.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Papa and the Grandkids&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlcm-_XGZI/AAAAAAAAAwk/84m_TzpXnbA/s1600/DSC_0579.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="216" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlcm-_XGZI/AAAAAAAAAwk/84m_TzpXnbA/s320/DSC_0579.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Lucky"&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlcrKWnWJI/AAAAAAAAAwo/26QKAa5Y-ak/s1600/DSC_0588.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlcrKWnWJI/AAAAAAAAAwo/26QKAa5Y-ak/s320/DSC_0588.jpg" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes, that's a leather jacket&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlcu7qrpoI/AAAAAAAAAws/EWRSFwSdYvU/s1600/DSC_0590.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlcu7qrpoI/AAAAAAAAAws/EWRSFwSdYvU/s320/DSC_0590.jpg" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The remains of Santa's cookies&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlcyVHJtoI/AAAAAAAAAww/OTBTT_t93V4/s1600/DSC_0615.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlcyVHJtoI/AAAAAAAAAww/OTBTT_t93V4/s320/DSC_0615.jpg" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grandpa's Stormy Kromer&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlc2pSHtyI/AAAAAAAAAw0/gtO7y0-Rcho/s1600/DSC_0622.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlc2pSHtyI/AAAAAAAAAw0/gtO7y0-Rcho/s320/DSC_0622.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Criss Cross Crash&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlc6M5x7WI/AAAAAAAAAw4/b5tMOmwOAYE/s1600/DSC_0635.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlc6M5x7WI/AAAAAAAAAw4/b5tMOmwOAYE/s320/DSC_0635.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Helping Caleb&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlc_iMy7rI/AAAAAAAAAw8/bUyekWj4jcc/s1600/DSC_0655.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlc_iMy7rI/AAAAAAAAAw8/bUyekWj4jcc/s320/DSC_0655.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Who's having more fun?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330770424656198483-6098440007240439247?l=tarafollett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/feeds/6098440007240439247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330770424656198483&amp;postID=6098440007240439247' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/6098440007240439247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/6098440007240439247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-2010.html' title='Christmas 2010'/><author><name>Tara Follett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15129457411671339441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlfOkybf5I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/bZslxEDPsbw/S220/DSC_1094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlcjBR7nXI/AAAAAAAAAwg/KszT8MRbNQY/s72-c/DSC_0511.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330770424656198483.post-625683479663743514</id><published>2010-12-18T23:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T23:12:20.767-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Annual Gathering</title><content type='html'>We all have those friends in our life that you just wished lived closer. &amp;nbsp;I have a couple in my life. &amp;nbsp;With distance, naturally comes less time together. &amp;nbsp;But, good friends are the ones that you can see only once a year and when you finally do get together, it's not awkward. &amp;nbsp;This past week, our friends made the trek down from Fremont for our annual (well, it's our second year in a row) Christmas gathering. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;We made a commitment to try and take a picture every year with the kids by the Christmas tree, no matter how good or bad it turns out - screaming and not looking at the camera always earns points. &amp;nbsp;This year it required adults to get in the picture in order for all kids to be included. &amp;nbsp;And taking it at the end of the night was an added bonus. &amp;nbsp;Usually kids love sitting still and smiling when tired. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TQ0nJtSWRvI/AAAAAAAAAwA/vEne9O2Hnow/s1600/DSC_0005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TQ0nJtSWRvI/AAAAAAAAAwA/vEne9O2Hnow/s320/DSC_0005.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last year&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TQ2FHoc-vjI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/_BcLXqv-4c4/s1600/DSC_0394.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="206" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TQ2FHoc-vjI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/_BcLXqv-4c4/s320/DSC_0394.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;This year&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330770424656198483-625683479663743514?l=tarafollett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/feeds/625683479663743514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330770424656198483&amp;postID=625683479663743514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/625683479663743514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/625683479663743514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/2010/12/annual-gathering.html' title='Annual Gathering'/><author><name>Tara Follett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15129457411671339441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlfOkybf5I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/bZslxEDPsbw/S220/DSC_1094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TQ0nJtSWRvI/AAAAAAAAAwA/vEne9O2Hnow/s72-c/DSC_0005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330770424656198483.post-8105608670976492425</id><published>2010-11-16T23:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T23:14:16.877-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandma's Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TONTpMda_vI/AAAAAAAAAv0/IOBhZwn7Uf0/s1600/DSC_0292.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TONTpMda_vI/AAAAAAAAAv0/IOBhZwn7Uf0/s400/DSC_0292.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jake was very excited about "wearing a birthday hat" mandatory. &amp;nbsp;He also picked out the Birthday Girl pin. &amp;nbsp;He told me as were walking out of the store that Grandma was going to be "so happy" to get to wear it.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TONTto2j7DI/AAAAAAAAAv4/RlMVDWiBadw/s1600/DSC_0297.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TONTto2j7DI/AAAAAAAAAv4/RlMVDWiBadw/s400/DSC_0297.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TONTxf3ZWqI/AAAAAAAAAv8/_veuUa6uc9w/s1600/DSC_0301.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TONTxf3ZWqI/AAAAAAAAAv8/_veuUa6uc9w/s400/DSC_0301.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;This last picture is probably my favorite. &amp;nbsp;Jake's face says it all. &amp;nbsp;I'm not sure WHY he loves birthdays so much!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Happy birthday to the best Grandma and Mother. &amp;nbsp;She is my hero and I am super blessed to have such a great Mom. &amp;nbsp;We (me, Jake, Grandma, and Aunt Vicki) celebrated tonight by going to Crazy Horse for dinner. &amp;nbsp;Grandpa is still up at the cabin and Daddy stayed home with Caleb. &amp;nbsp;Jake thought he was hot stuff. &amp;nbsp;I'm not sure who had more fun, Grandma or Jake. &amp;nbsp;What a great memory!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330770424656198483-8105608670976492425?l=tarafollett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/feeds/8105608670976492425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330770424656198483&amp;postID=8105608670976492425' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/8105608670976492425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/8105608670976492425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/2010/11/grandmas-birthday.html' title='Grandma&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>Tara Follett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15129457411671339441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlfOkybf5I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/bZslxEDPsbw/S220/DSC_1094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TONTpMda_vI/AAAAAAAAAv0/IOBhZwn7Uf0/s72-c/DSC_0292.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330770424656198483.post-2904249629155641143</id><published>2010-09-29T21:28:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T15:32:29.716-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Poop Talk</title><content type='html'>Dear Jake,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are infatuated with looking at your poop &lt;i&gt;while&lt;/i&gt; you are going.  You will very much dislike that I am blogging about this, someday.  But, I have to get on the record all the funny things you say while on the toilet.  Usually you just comment on the assorted shapes of your poop(ice cream cones, sharks, etc.).  Lately, you've been commenting on how much they splash. Tonight made me laugh a lot though.  You asked "Mommy, why are some divers and some floaters?"  My response..."I have no idea."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you buddy,&lt;br /&gt;Mommy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330770424656198483-2904249629155641143?l=tarafollett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/feeds/2904249629155641143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330770424656198483&amp;postID=2904249629155641143' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/2904249629155641143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/2904249629155641143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/2010/09/poop-talk.html' title='Poop Talk'/><author><name>Tara Follett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15129457411671339441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlfOkybf5I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/bZslxEDPsbw/S220/DSC_1094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330770424656198483.post-7606093216875486709</id><published>2010-09-08T19:49:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T20:37:26.021-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Labor Day Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TIgiIBGuoII/AAAAAAAAAvM/N4dtpSTE69s/s1600/DSC_0055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TIgiIBGuoII/AAAAAAAAAvM/N4dtpSTE69s/s320/DSC_0055.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514695264846127234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TIgiHalBNgI/AAAAAAAAAvE/o-uUPkmX_BM/s1600/DSC_0087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TIgiHalBNgI/AAAAAAAAAvE/o-uUPkmX_BM/s320/DSC_0087.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514695254504191490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TIgiGqAjPnI/AAAAAAAAAu8/ih9rwOSdMxM/s1600/DSC_0073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TIgiGqAjPnI/AAAAAAAAAu8/ih9rwOSdMxM/s320/DSC_0073.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514695241466330738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TIgiGJXkgoI/AAAAAAAAAu0/EvBIGv9A3Yc/s1600/DSC_0047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TIgiGJXkgoI/AAAAAAAAAu0/EvBIGv9A3Yc/s320/DSC_0047.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514695232704512642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TIgiFpDD0yI/AAAAAAAAAus/TqwlCxqqLBo/s1600/DSC_0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TIgiFpDD0yI/AAAAAAAAAus/TqwlCxqqLBo/s320/DSC_0004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514695224028549922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Packing up all the STUFF for a one and three year-old and heading up to a small cabin is not something I always look forward to.  I know, a lot of people would love this opportunity.  So, I try and put my personal selfishness and laziness aside and go for it!  And I am &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;almost&lt;/span&gt; always glad we did.  This weekend was no different.  Jake LOVES going up to the cabin.  He especially enjoyed taking daily trips out to Grandpa's tree stand on the golf cart, and I bet Grandpa never thought he'd be building sandcastles in the woods with dirt, sticks, and moss &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;next&lt;/span&gt; to his tree stand.  They (Grandpa and Jake) also decided to make shadow monsters outside on the deck, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;the one night the sun happened to be shining&lt;/span&gt;.  We also roasted marshmallows that night.  Jake insisted on doing it all by himself.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can only hope to pass along to our boys the wonderful memories as my parents did for us, and it makes me appreciate them all the more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330770424656198483-7606093216875486709?l=tarafollett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/feeds/7606093216875486709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330770424656198483&amp;postID=7606093216875486709' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/7606093216875486709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/7606093216875486709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/2010/09/labor-day-weekend.html' title='Labor Day Weekend'/><author><name>Tara Follett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15129457411671339441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlfOkybf5I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/bZslxEDPsbw/S220/DSC_1094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TIgiIBGuoII/AAAAAAAAAvM/N4dtpSTE69s/s72-c/DSC_0055.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330770424656198483.post-8171938556786372095</id><published>2010-09-05T17:05:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T17:24:17.472-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 1st Birthday Caleb</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TIQJgDXQokI/AAAAAAAAAuk/n5JBtqyOSyE/s1600/DSC_0466.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 203px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TIQJgDXQokI/AAAAAAAAAuk/n5JBtqyOSyE/s320/DSC_0466.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513542290071659074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TIQJfccsWuI/AAAAAAAAAuc/m0GOn4XHZQ4/s1600/DSC_0510.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TIQJfccsWuI/AAAAAAAAAuc/m0GOn4XHZQ4/s320/DSC_0510.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513542279625464546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TIQJe7qu3cI/AAAAAAAAAuU/3xzSe2aI7CI/s1600/DSC_0494.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TIQJe7qu3cI/AAAAAAAAAuU/3xzSe2aI7CI/s320/DSC_0494.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513542270825979330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TIQJeTx1UCI/AAAAAAAAAuM/N7DkuPemXnM/s1600/DSC_0475.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TIQJeTx1UCI/AAAAAAAAAuM/N7DkuPemXnM/s320/DSC_0475.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513542260118343714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before it's super far beyond the fact, we celebrated Caleb's first birthday (twice actually) last week.  I decided to go easy on the budget and make the cakes for both parties, and yes, out of a box!  I actually like box cakes, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;maybe I just like cake in general&lt;/span&gt;.  Pair it with good ice cream and we're good to go.  Party #1; the home-made frosting didn't turn out as it should've so I had to mix it with store bought, oh well.  Party #2; I went with a different frosting recipe, and the cake went in the trash an hour before the guests arrived!  So, I resorted to my emergency Costco size brownie box for a quick back-up.  I vowed I would never make frosting again, but I probably will.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caleb had his one year Doctor's appointment on Friday.  He is measuring 30 inches (59%), 24 lbs, 8 oz. (74%), and head size is off the charts in the 99th percentile!  Doctor's comments, "well, since he's developmentally not behind, we won't do a head scan!"  I guess it runs in the family, have you seen Jake?  And P.S., I'm not concerned.  We just say that it's packed with brains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to believe one year ago were will still waiting to bring him home from the hospital.  I had good intentions of making a video of the first year, I started weeks ago, but of course never finished.  But, the baby book is almost done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Caleb, we love you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330770424656198483-8171938556786372095?l=tarafollett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/feeds/8171938556786372095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330770424656198483&amp;postID=8171938556786372095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/8171938556786372095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/8171938556786372095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/2010/09/happy-1st-birthday-caleb.html' title='Happy 1st Birthday Caleb'/><author><name>Tara Follett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15129457411671339441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlfOkybf5I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/bZslxEDPsbw/S220/DSC_1094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TIQJgDXQokI/AAAAAAAAAuk/n5JBtqyOSyE/s72-c/DSC_0466.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330770424656198483.post-3496523554700246532</id><published>2010-08-16T21:25:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T21:47:00.405-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TGnleTgFabI/AAAAAAAAAtM/dIAu91rww50/s1600/DSC_0102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 236px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TGnleTgFabI/AAAAAAAAAtM/dIAu91rww50/s320/DSC_0102.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506184328230824370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are very excited to have an addition to our family, Mrs. Morgane Van Voorst!  We had the most fabulous time spending a week out West to share in the excitement of my brother's wedding.  The house we stayed in was more than what we could've asked for, with one whole side of the house facing the Teton Mountains.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TGnpKKvek9I/AAAAAAAAAtk/Wq9BwA7h2Lw/s1600/DSC_1070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TGnpKKvek9I/AAAAAAAAAtk/Wq9BwA7h2Lw/s320/DSC_1070.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506188380328596434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TGnpJl0UffI/AAAAAAAAAtc/U4kCbgQSRa0/s1600/DSC_0421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TGnpJl0UffI/AAAAAAAAAtc/U4kCbgQSRa0/s320/DSC_0421.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506188370416795122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our sleep deprived Jake had the most fun seeing the buffalo (that move, not the statue we tried to appease him with), riding Trav and Morgane's horses, climbing the mountains, and riding in the airplane.  My Jake highlight was watching him bust out his breakdancing moves during the wedding reception, now I KNOW he learned this at daycare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TGnoNN_PPjI/AAAAAAAAAtU/Jwoa8HlVdaA/s1600/DSC_0293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TGnoNN_PPjI/AAAAAAAAAtU/Jwoa8HlVdaA/s320/DSC_0293.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506187333227986482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We missed Caleb, but he was in excellent hands with Aunt Kate and Memaw.  It was tough leaving this guy behind, but it was for the better as we got to be a little more flexible during our trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look forward to a lifetime of trips with our entire family out to Jackson, and seeing our little outdoorsmen flourish.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330770424656198483-3496523554700246532?l=tarafollett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/feeds/3496523554700246532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330770424656198483&amp;postID=3496523554700246532' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/3496523554700246532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/3496523554700246532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/2010/08/wedding.html' title='Wedding'/><author><name>Tara Follett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15129457411671339441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlfOkybf5I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/bZslxEDPsbw/S220/DSC_1094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TGnleTgFabI/AAAAAAAAAtM/dIAu91rww50/s72-c/DSC_0102.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330770424656198483.post-1681513623792755236</id><published>2010-07-16T21:28:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T21:44:08.947-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Jake's 3rd birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TEEH8mtxVzI/AAAAAAAAAtE/G1Lgoiy4RiU/s1600/DSC_0773.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TEEH8mtxVzI/AAAAAAAAAtE/G1Lgoiy4RiU/s320/DSC_0773.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494681758134785842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TEEH7x9HH9I/AAAAAAAAAs8/QcvCZyFXiJg/s1600/DSC_0760.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TEEH7x9HH9I/AAAAAAAAAs8/QcvCZyFXiJg/s320/DSC_0760.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494681743972048850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TEEH7WB08rI/AAAAAAAAAs0/OOgh8_GDftA/s1600/DSC_0767.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 286px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TEEH7WB08rI/AAAAAAAAAs0/OOgh8_GDftA/s320/DSC_0767.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494681736475636402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last Saturday Jake turned 3.  Since his birthday fell on the weekend, it was only perfect to have a party!  Since the early stages of telling him about his birthday party he was most excited about what else, cake!  My Mom and I took him to Costco the day before to pick it up.  While riding around in the store cart, he kept saying it was "the biggest cake EVER!"  The cake excitement was no different on Saturday, the day of his party.  As soon as he woke up and I sang happy birthday to him in bed, he started asking for the cake.  So...as you can see from the pictures, I think the wait was worth it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now...if we could only get this 3 year old interested in potty training.  Funny, the only time he is interested in trying to go potty is before bed.  King of procrastination!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330770424656198483-1681513623792755236?l=tarafollett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/feeds/1681513623792755236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330770424656198483&amp;postID=1681513623792755236' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/1681513623792755236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/1681513623792755236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/2010/07/jakes-3rd-birthday.html' title='Jake&apos;s 3rd birthday'/><author><name>Tara Follett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15129457411671339441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlfOkybf5I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/bZslxEDPsbw/S220/DSC_1094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TEEH8mtxVzI/AAAAAAAAAtE/G1Lgoiy4RiU/s72-c/DSC_0773.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330770424656198483.post-3941882225472058710</id><published>2010-06-24T13:30:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T13:56:04.676-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Loved</title><content type='html'>I just need to spew.  Not even sure how this is going to come out.  After 8 long years of investing in one particular student, tracking her whereabouts from foster home to foster home, camps, retreats, one on one mentor appointments...she shows up today to our lunch appointment, with a baby!  What?  Really?  I just saw you 5 months ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She lives in the Upper Peninsula now, so we don't regularly visit except probably 2-3 times a year when she comes down to visit.  O.K., she's almost 21, not a kid anymore...but, really?  Then the details follow, the Father is no longer in the picture (surprise) and she already has another boyfriend.  This guy has no job, no driver's license, and they started dating as soon as the baby was born.  Really?  All that is within me wanted to scream, partially at her, but more just scream.  Instead, I held her baby and we gushed over the miracle of little toes and hands.  Then I got in the car and wanted go put my resignation in...rapid thoughts enter my brain - "&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;what am I doing this for?  no difference is being made! the cycle of brokenness continues, what happened to all the goals we set during our one hundred mentoring appointments?"&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I took a deep breath and called my Mom.  We landed on that this now 20 something former student of mine just wants to "be loved."  But, but, but, I told her she was loved.  God loves her.  Didn't she or doesn't she know that?  Can't she experience that?  Did she or does she not fully understand?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have the answers.  I have lots of questions.  I feel unequipped lots of days to do my &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;job&lt;/span&gt;.  Today is one of them.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm definitely not looking for pity.  I just need to unload my thoughts.  There, I did it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On that note...vacation, here I am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330770424656198483-3941882225472058710?l=tarafollett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/feeds/3941882225472058710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330770424656198483&amp;postID=3941882225472058710' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/3941882225472058710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/3941882225472058710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/2010/06/loved.html' title='Loved'/><author><name>Tara Follett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15129457411671339441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlfOkybf5I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/bZslxEDPsbw/S220/DSC_1094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330770424656198483.post-5700348483860631456</id><published>2010-06-01T14:44:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T14:52:12.040-04:00</updated><title type='text'>River Bank Run and Youth for Christ</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TAVVYRPiaTI/AAAAAAAAAss/0nHjeYRmskg/s1600/IMG_0640.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TAVVYRPiaTI/AAAAAAAAAss/0nHjeYRmskg/s400/IMG_0640.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477878397199870258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is LONG overdue.  I realized that this long awaited run has come and gone and I never posted ANYTHING!  Just goes to show how crazy life has been.  This event was such a success.  We raised almost $14,000!  It's all because of the support of a huge group of amazing people.  They worked so hard to achieve their personal fitness goals and also surpassed goals to raise a large amount of money for the ministry of Youth for Christ.  I cannot say enough about this bunch of people!  They have been a blessing to us personally and more importantly are making a huge impact in the community to reach lost kids for Jesus Christ.  Thank you!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330770424656198483-5700348483860631456?l=tarafollett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/feeds/5700348483860631456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330770424656198483&amp;postID=5700348483860631456' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/5700348483860631456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/5700348483860631456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/2010/06/river-bank-run-and-youth-for-christ.html' title='River Bank Run and Youth for Christ'/><author><name>Tara Follett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15129457411671339441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlfOkybf5I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/bZslxEDPsbw/S220/DSC_1094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TAVVYRPiaTI/AAAAAAAAAss/0nHjeYRmskg/s72-c/IMG_0640.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330770424656198483.post-7708608973923009977</id><published>2010-05-12T21:26:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T21:39:35.869-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pacifier</title><content type='html'>Dear Jake,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stayed home with you today because you woke up with one of your eyes almost glued shut with "yuck."  After getting it opened, it was very pink.  I was all ready for the day and even running a touch ahead of schedule.  You changed my plans, and I wasn't too disappointed that I had to miss our staff meeting - it was bound to be a long one today.  I took you to the Doctor...and guess what, 2 ear infections!  You've had 3 antibiotics since February for those darn ears.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we were at the Doctor's office she made it very clear that you needed to get rid of paci!  So...what better afternoon to spend at home with just Mommy and cry through our nap without paci together.  But, you did it!  I promised you a lot of things in the process; ice cream (with sprinkles), a movie, disney world, etc.  You were almost sleeping and wanted to know if Abbi and Zoe could come too.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You did pretty good tonight without paci, your brother was the one that gave us more of a headache.  He probably has ear infections too.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though you went to bed without your paci, you didn't go without Mommy laying with you.  We are probably starting a new habit in the process of breaking an old one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you buddy,&lt;br /&gt;Mommy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330770424656198483-7708608973923009977?l=tarafollett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/feeds/7708608973923009977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330770424656198483&amp;postID=7708608973923009977' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/7708608973923009977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/7708608973923009977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/2010/05/pacifier.html' title='Pacifier'/><author><name>Tara Follett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15129457411671339441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlfOkybf5I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/bZslxEDPsbw/S220/DSC_1094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330770424656198483.post-5479938739665744255</id><published>2010-05-01T20:46:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T21:26:21.642-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New Home</title><content type='html'>Dear Jake and Caleb,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are upstairs sleeping right now in your new house on Lake Forest.  I am exhausted, but I think it's going to be worth the back breaking move - you both are going to love it here.  I'm pretty sure your big dog Jackson is already acclimated.  He has already introduced himself to all the neighbors and their mailboxes.  Speaking of neighbors, most of them have already stopped by and introduced themselves.  I'm especially appreciative of the VanAppledorns at this very moment, they brought chocolate chip cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy just left because he is working on his Master's degree online through an intense one and a half year program.  He has a mid-term exam to complete tonight.  He was a little late because you (Jake) wanted to rock just "a couple more minutes" (that's your latest saying).  If you hadn't gone to bed at 10:15 last night, he probably would've rocked you longer.  You are very tired tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm proud of both of you boys, sounds like you were good for Tori today.  You even took naps for her!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guys are surrounded by lots of family and friends that love you.  Mommy and Daddy are thankful for them too, especially during the move. Maybe we can have a big "thank-you" party for them once we get settled, you (Jake) can show them all the sharks in the basement - "the big one is coming!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Mommy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.  There was a woman on the Today Show that wrote letters to her daughters in the form of a journal.  It inspired me to maybe blog some letters to you....things that you won't remember, but someday you might read.  I want you both to understand how much love I have for you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330770424656198483-5479938739665744255?l=tarafollett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/feeds/5479938739665744255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330770424656198483&amp;postID=5479938739665744255' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/5479938739665744255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/5479938739665744255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/2010/05/new-home.html' title='New Home'/><author><name>Tara Follett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15129457411671339441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlfOkybf5I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/bZslxEDPsbw/S220/DSC_1094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330770424656198483.post-6714831595342403764</id><published>2010-04-07T20:59:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T21:05:18.692-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Caleb 7 months</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/S70qfpJYb-I/AAAAAAAAAsk/lgpSNnEOLr4/s1600/DSC_0201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/S70qfpJYb-I/AAAAAAAAAsk/lgpSNnEOLr4/s320/DSC_0201.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457565046552424418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Caleb continues to be our strong-willed child.  One minute he has us all laughing because he is so easily amused, the next he has me wanting to pull every hair out of my head.  He has no schedule.  And it's not for lack of trying!  As soon as he does something 2 days in a row, such as nap - I think "here we go, he's getting it."  And then he is back to his old tricks of getting up every night, napping for 25 minutes (a day), etc.  Aaaahhh!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong, we love Caleb with everything in us!  I think God just wanted to remind us that we need Him in all circumstances.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you buddy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330770424656198483-6714831595342403764?l=tarafollett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/feeds/6714831595342403764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330770424656198483&amp;postID=6714831595342403764' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/6714831595342403764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/6714831595342403764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/2010/04/caleb-7-months.html' title='Caleb 7 months'/><author><name>Tara Follett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15129457411671339441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlfOkybf5I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/bZslxEDPsbw/S220/DSC_1094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/S70qfpJYb-I/AAAAAAAAAsk/lgpSNnEOLr4/s72-c/DSC_0201.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330770424656198483.post-7401369762633342814</id><published>2010-04-07T20:49:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T20:58:53.066-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/S70ou3t6KRI/AAAAAAAAAsc/CSge5gvbm6A/s1600/DSC_0162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/S70ou3t6KRI/AAAAAAAAAsc/CSge5gvbm6A/s320/DSC_0162.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457563109138508050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/S70ouHudNtI/AAAAAAAAAsU/u8pDujOQ1Bc/s1600/DSC_0173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/S70ouHudNtI/AAAAAAAAAsU/u8pDujOQ1Bc/s320/DSC_0173.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457563096255903442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/S70otgTLQqI/AAAAAAAAAsM/g4PvUutyNUc/s1600/DSC_0191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 236px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/S70otgTLQqI/AAAAAAAAAsM/g4PvUutyNUc/s320/DSC_0191.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457563085672497826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jake had a good time hunting for easter eggs again this year.  Grandma was sick in the hospital the week before, so we didn't do the normal "cousin easter egg hunt."  I think my favorite Easter moment was when he was trying to sneak more jelly beans and he told everyone that his hand was "falling into the basket -it's falling, falling falling!"  That kid is something else.  I'm still waiting on getting pictures from my Dad's camera.  He took pics of both the boys together in their Easter outfits.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330770424656198483-7401369762633342814?l=tarafollett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/feeds/7401369762633342814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330770424656198483&amp;postID=7401369762633342814' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/7401369762633342814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/7401369762633342814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/2010/04/easter.html' title='Easter'/><author><name>Tara Follett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15129457411671339441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlfOkybf5I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/bZslxEDPsbw/S220/DSC_1094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/S70ou3t6KRI/AAAAAAAAAsc/CSge5gvbm6A/s72-c/DSC_0162.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330770424656198483.post-342295702855507397</id><published>2010-03-08T17:24:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T22:17:37.345-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Caleb 6 months</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/S5V5apsIvlI/AAAAAAAAAsE/YOdqAvnTuaU/s1600-h/DSC_0016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 310px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/S5V5apsIvlI/AAAAAAAAAsE/YOdqAvnTuaU/s320/DSC_0016.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446392823149018706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Caleb is 6 months already!  He weighs 19 pounds and is 27.5 inches long.  And his head size...huge!  Caleb may look EXACTLY like his big brother, but he certainly has his own personality.  This boy DOES NOT SLEEP!  He loves to take short naps, if any.  He is rolling all over the place and gets himself stuck a lot.  Sometimes, I need to pin him down to change his diaper.  Not long after he started Daycare, I remember Vickie telling me she thinks he's going to be strong-willed.  Um, really?  Along with the non-sleeping personality, comes his super fun smiling face.  He smiles easily, and LOVES to watch his brother.  Jake adores Caleb and loves to get him laughing, which happens frequently.  I love my boys.  They definitely keep me grounded.  They teach me a lot about God's love for us, endless and unconditional.  I am blessed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caleb also wants to give a shout out to Uncle Travis and (soon-to-be) Auntie Morgane for his Jackson Hole moose outfit.  CUTE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330770424656198483-342295702855507397?l=tarafollett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/feeds/342295702855507397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330770424656198483&amp;postID=342295702855507397' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/342295702855507397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/342295702855507397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/2010/03/caleb-6-months.html' title='Caleb 6 months'/><author><name>Tara Follett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15129457411671339441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlfOkybf5I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/bZslxEDPsbw/S220/DSC_1094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/S5V5apsIvlI/AAAAAAAAAsE/YOdqAvnTuaU/s72-c/DSC_0016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330770424656198483.post-8549315936344846270</id><published>2010-02-25T22:14:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T22:19:56.554-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Playhouse Disney Live Giveaway</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/S4c9aigw7mI/AAAAAAAAAr8/fmMxnc5Q038/s1600-h/disneylive.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 304px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/S4c9aigw7mI/AAAAAAAAAr8/fmMxnc5Q038/s320/disneylive.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442386200850656866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.staceysays.me/2010/02/playhouse-disney-live-giveaway/"&gt;Stacey&lt;/a&gt; is giving away tickets to this fun event!  You should also enter to win.  I know Jake would love to see his pals on ice.  Meeska Mooska Mickey Mouse!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330770424656198483-8549315936344846270?l=tarafollett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/feeds/8549315936344846270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330770424656198483&amp;postID=8549315936344846270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/8549315936344846270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/8549315936344846270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/2010/02/playhouse-disney-live-giveaway.html' title='Playhouse Disney Live Giveaway'/><author><name>Tara Follett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15129457411671339441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlfOkybf5I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/bZslxEDPsbw/S220/DSC_1094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/S4c9aigw7mI/AAAAAAAAAr8/fmMxnc5Q038/s72-c/disneylive.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330770424656198483.post-4609689869639503368</id><published>2010-02-01T21:08:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T21:15:36.092-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bath Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/S2eJQLxq9zI/AAAAAAAAAr0/T_jp8MxzlZo/s1600-h/DSC_0019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/S2eJQLxq9zI/AAAAAAAAAr0/T_jp8MxzlZo/s320/DSC_0019.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433462386577831730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tonight was one of those rare occasions, both boys were both on the same schedule - including bath time.  It has been my goal to get a picture of them together in their matching hooded bath towels.  Tonight was the night!  Of course, I had to hold them because Jake would never sit long enough to hold Caleb, without injury.  Usually he holds him for 2 seconds, decides he's done, and shoves him to the side.  We were trying to get Jake to say the normal - "cheese, pizza, etc."  He came up with his own, "good times!"  Where does he come up with this stuff?  Must be daycare, that's our answer to everything these days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330770424656198483-4609689869639503368?l=tarafollett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/feeds/4609689869639503368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330770424656198483&amp;postID=4609689869639503368' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/4609689869639503368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/4609689869639503368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/2010/02/bath-time.html' title='Bath Time'/><author><name>Tara Follett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15129457411671339441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlfOkybf5I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/bZslxEDPsbw/S220/DSC_1094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/S2eJQLxq9zI/AAAAAAAAAr0/T_jp8MxzlZo/s72-c/DSC_0019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330770424656198483.post-7451934174039694249</id><published>2010-01-29T06:38:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T06:50:44.720-05:00</updated><title type='text'>George</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/S2LI2KVkwDI/AAAAAAAAArs/_z7AKvZukxI/s1600-h/george.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 208px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/S2LI2KVkwDI/AAAAAAAAArs/_z7AKvZukxI/s320/george.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432124933375574066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In a couple hours we are leaving for Chicago.  We are taking Jake to see Curious George Live!  Thanks to Aunt Kimmy for offering up her place and initiating the plan.  We are hoping to hit up the Rain Forest Cafe tonight, and I might have to sneak over to the Apple Store.  Extra warm clothes are in the bags, Chicago's unforgivable winds should be in full force!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also hoping that Jake will not have his hands over his ears during the entire show!  He still talks about the fire trucks from the parades.  "Loud, Mommy, loud."  He also thinks that fire trucks give out suckers.  Every time we see one, he says "sucker!"  We took him to the Van Andel for a basketball game on Monday.  He faired pretty well, so I'm not too concerned.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330770424656198483-7451934174039694249?l=tarafollett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/feeds/7451934174039694249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330770424656198483&amp;postID=7451934174039694249' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/7451934174039694249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/7451934174039694249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/2010/01/george.html' title='George'/><author><name>Tara Follett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15129457411671339441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlfOkybf5I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/bZslxEDPsbw/S220/DSC_1094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/S2LI2KVkwDI/AAAAAAAAArs/_z7AKvZukxI/s72-c/george.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330770424656198483.post-7701786475685445347</id><published>2010-01-27T20:20:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T20:27:07.346-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Camp</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/S2Dmgu3--PI/AAAAAAAAArk/vOR6REKQwis/s1600-h/DSC_0242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/S2Dmgu3--PI/AAAAAAAAArk/vOR6REKQwis/s400/DSC_0242.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431594600621865202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend Kate and I took 16 middle school girls to Camp Geneva.  We had a lot of fun.  I have one complaint.  Every year it takes me longer and longer to recover!  It's all worth it though.  3 of my West Ottawa girls made 1st time decisions to accept the promises of Jesus Christ!  It's worth every minute and dollar raised to get these girls to camp.  If you think of it, please pray for Sonya, Vanessa, and Lateju.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330770424656198483-7701786475685445347?l=tarafollett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/feeds/7701786475685445347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330770424656198483&amp;postID=7701786475685445347' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/7701786475685445347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/7701786475685445347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/2010/01/camp.html' title='Camp'/><author><name>Tara Follett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15129457411671339441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlfOkybf5I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/bZslxEDPsbw/S220/DSC_1094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/S2Dmgu3--PI/AAAAAAAAArk/vOR6REKQwis/s72-c/DSC_0242.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330770424656198483.post-6878503596314908146</id><published>2010-01-09T07:27:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T07:43:56.050-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Riverbank Run 2010 &amp; YFC</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/S0h24QwJOII/AAAAAAAAArc/Pi9vZf2203Y/s1600-h/Mock+Up+-+Black-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/S0h24QwJOII/AAAAAAAAArc/Pi9vZf2203Y/s400/Mock+Up+-+Black-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424716460109412482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/S0h24JHpHtI/AAAAAAAAArU/Ks1GVdfVxmM/s1600-h/Mock+Up+-+Blue-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/S0h24JHpHtI/AAAAAAAAArU/Ks1GVdfVxmM/s400/Mock+Up+-+Blue-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424716458060488402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again Youth for Christ is putting together a group of people to participate in the 2010 Riverbank Run on Saturday May 8 in Grand Rapids, MI.  You are receiving this letter because you have participated before or we think you might be interested in joining our efforts.  Remember, there is something for every fitness level- 5K run/walk, 10K, or 25K!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year we are attempting to make it more fun than ever. We are attempting a new shirt design, prizes, and more participation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each YFC runner/walker is asked to have a goal of raising $500 in pledges for our organization.  Your participation will include the following;&lt;br /&gt;• YFC running shirt (in hopes you will wear this the day of the event)&lt;br /&gt;• Friday night pasta dinner at City on a Hill.  Families invited!&lt;br /&gt;• Transportation on race day&lt;br /&gt;• Additional gifts that are still being formulated (ideas are welcome – for example, if you know of someone that might be interested in contributing to our prize pool, etc.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each participant is asked to sign up individually for your chosen event (5K run/walk, 10K, or 25K) through the official Riverbank Run website (www.53riverbankrun.com) or by mail. This eliminates logistics for us.  In addition, we request that you fill out the YFC form acknowledging your commitment to be a part of our “team.”  This helps us collect t-shirt sizes, plan the dinner, prizes, transportation, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hope that you will consider being a part of our group that represents YFC at the 2010 Riverbank Run.  In addition to your accomplishment of your chosen event, you are playing a vital role in helping us reach our financial goals at YFC.  Thank you in advance for considering being involved in this exciting event.  Please contact us with any questions or to let us know of your commitment!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tara Follett&lt;br /&gt;West Ottawa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kate Stouten&lt;br /&gt;Zeeland&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330770424656198483-6878503596314908146?l=tarafollett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/feeds/6878503596314908146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330770424656198483&amp;postID=6878503596314908146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/6878503596314908146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/6878503596314908146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/2010/01/riverbank-run-2010-yfc.html' title='Riverbank Run 2010 &amp; YFC'/><author><name>Tara Follett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15129457411671339441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlfOkybf5I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/bZslxEDPsbw/S220/DSC_1094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/S0h24QwJOII/AAAAAAAAArc/Pi9vZf2203Y/s72-c/Mock+Up+-+Black-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330770424656198483.post-7288238198202157107</id><published>2010-01-04T20:34:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T20:40:39.187-05:00</updated><title type='text'>4 months</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/S0KXdKgkLTI/AAAAAAAAArE/WxhAoIaM0-Y/s1600-h/DSC_0162.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/S0KXdKgkLTI/AAAAAAAAArE/WxhAoIaM0-Y/s1600-h/DSC_0162.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/S0KXdKgkLTI/AAAAAAAAArE/WxhAoIaM0-Y/s400/DSC_0162.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423063428600442162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sweet Caleb&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/330770424656198483-7288238198202157107?l=tarafollett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/feeds/7288238198202157107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330770424656198483&amp;postID=7288238198202157107' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/7288238198202157107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/7288238198202157107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/2010/01/4-months.html' title='4 months'/><author><name>Tara Follett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15129457411671339441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlfOkybf5I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/bZslxEDPsbw/S220/DSC_1094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/S0KXdKgkLTI/AAAAAAAAArE/WxhAoIaM0-Y/s72-c/DSC_0162.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330770424656198483.post-7134772975144719612</id><published>2010-01-03T21:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T21:58:13.536-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Dad</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/S0FX_RPd5-I/AAAAAAAAAq8/ZBDwthu5tyM/s1600-h/DSC_0059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/S0FX_RPd5-I/AAAAAAAAAq8/ZBDwthu5tyM/s320/DSC_0059.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422712170802440162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This picture easily sums up the 2009 year.  I am so thankful that my Dad is in this picture holding Caleb.  One week prior he had a heart attack.  Caleb decided to take a 10 day stay in the hospital after he entered the world.  I think our entire family is familiar with the new layout of the Holland Hospital.  God showed us his mercy and grace during this past year and I am thankful for His unfailing love.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy 61st birthday Dad!  Looking forward to 2010.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330770424656198483-7134772975144719612?l=tarafollett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/feeds/7134772975144719612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330770424656198483&amp;postID=7134772975144719612' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/7134772975144719612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/7134772975144719612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-birthday-dad.html' title='Happy Birthday Dad'/><author><name>Tara Follett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15129457411671339441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlfOkybf5I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/bZslxEDPsbw/S220/DSC_1094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/S0FX_RPd5-I/AAAAAAAAAq8/ZBDwthu5tyM/s72-c/DSC_0059.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330770424656198483.post-3984763035246289460</id><published>2009-12-27T22:10:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T22:32:31.531-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SzgiHAh5eeI/AAAAAAAAAqs/c0FNlK5nmUs/s1600-h/CSC_0074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SzgiHAh5eeI/AAAAAAAAAqs/c0FNlK5nmUs/s400/CSC_0074.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420119655336999394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SzgiGnLyseI/AAAAAAAAAqk/1uiz5W3Gscg/s1600-h/DSC_0120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SzgiGnLyseI/AAAAAAAAAqk/1uiz5W3Gscg/s400/DSC_0120.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420119648533393890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SzgiGW4Cl1I/AAAAAAAAAqc/M5zbyHyLEtE/s1600-h/DSC_0113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SzgiGW4Cl1I/AAAAAAAAAqc/M5zbyHyLEtE/s400/DSC_0113.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420119644155582290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SzgiFwbgbgI/AAAAAAAAAqU/3VRnZycdW60/s1600-h/DSC_0103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 262px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SzgiFwbgbgI/AAAAAAAAAqU/3VRnZycdW60/s400/DSC_0103.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420119633835355650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had such a fun Christmas this year.  Here a few pictures.  Of course I have about a hundred more.  Jake got too many presents, one of them being a kids digital camera.  He walked around all day saying "cheese."  On Christmas night Jake was so exhausted that he was begging to go home to sleep in his "own" bed.  During all of the chaos, Caleb continues to smile and watch every move his big brother makes.  &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/330770424656198483-3984763035246289460?l=tarafollett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/feeds/3984763035246289460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330770424656198483&amp;postID=3984763035246289460' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/3984763035246289460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/3984763035246289460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-2009.html' title='Christmas 2009'/><author><name>Tara Follett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15129457411671339441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlfOkybf5I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/bZslxEDPsbw/S220/DSC_1094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SzgiHAh5eeI/AAAAAAAAAqs/c0FNlK5nmUs/s72-c/CSC_0074.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330770424656198483.post-2900709450348736390</id><published>2009-12-17T20:11:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T20:16:03.616-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Elf Kate</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SyrW5M1dKdI/AAAAAAAAAqE/vMyVrNVZ7eg/s1600-h/DSC_0259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SyrW5M1dKdI/AAAAAAAAAqE/vMyVrNVZ7eg/s320/DSC_0259.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416377780052765138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SyrW4vrY9GI/AAAAAAAAAp8/wIEYY32DewA/s1600-h/DSC_0263.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SyrW4vrY9GI/AAAAAAAAAp8/wIEYY32DewA/s320/DSC_0263.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416377772225918050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Every year Aunt Kate makes an appearance in her elf suit.  Jake was marching around in two year-old fashion chanting "present, present, present."  I was so proud, ahem.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330770424656198483-2900709450348736390?l=tarafollett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/feeds/2900709450348736390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330770424656198483&amp;postID=2900709450348736390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/2900709450348736390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/2900709450348736390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/2009/12/elf-kate.html' title='Elf Kate'/><author><name>Tara Follett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15129457411671339441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlfOkybf5I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/bZslxEDPsbw/S220/DSC_1094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SyrW5M1dKdI/AAAAAAAAAqE/vMyVrNVZ7eg/s72-c/DSC_0259.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330770424656198483.post-8550565041116896683</id><published>2009-11-24T14:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T14:56:27.519-05:00</updated><title type='text'>YFC Banquet Video</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-aafd2c47dd9e87d0" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlfOkybf5I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/bZslxEDPsbw/S220/DSC_1094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330770424656198483.post-7200688826847152732</id><published>2009-11-10T20:58:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T21:28:44.406-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Boys</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/Svoal03PHQI/AAAAAAAAApc/DHNJNZgHt6U/s1600-h/DSC_0092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/Svoal03PHQI/AAAAAAAAApc/DHNJNZgHt6U/s320/DSC_0092.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402659940132134146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SvoalmLliAI/AAAAAAAAApU/iQRphLSt4zc/s1600-h/DSC_0088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SvoalmLliAI/AAAAAAAAApU/iQRphLSt4zc/s320/DSC_0088.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402659936190957570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With mixed emotions I headed back to work last Wednesday.  We are still adjusting to our new schedule.  Sure feels like we never slow down.  I need wings on my mini van!  I guess it's the new normal.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jake continues to make us laugh.  I think the second picture says it all.  He has made tremendous strides in his language and is talking like crazy.  He is still obsessed with the moon and stars.  And we now go moon&lt;i&gt; hunting.  &lt;/i&gt;His latest is telling us that everything is "awesome."  Waffles awesome, moon awesome, books awesome, door awesome, etc.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Caleb is adjusting well to being the little brother.  He is still giving us sleepless nights but occasionally will give one of us a break and only get up once to eat.  We celebrate those!  He usually charms us with his smile and makes the middle of the night not so bad.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330770424656198483-7200688826847152732?l=tarafollett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/feeds/7200688826847152732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330770424656198483&amp;postID=7200688826847152732' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/7200688826847152732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/7200688826847152732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/2009/11/boys.html' title='Boys'/><author><name>Tara Follett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15129457411671339441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlfOkybf5I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/bZslxEDPsbw/S220/DSC_1094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/Svoal03PHQI/AAAAAAAAApc/DHNJNZgHt6U/s72-c/DSC_0092.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330770424656198483.post-4712138223826303978</id><published>2009-11-03T20:30:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T20:43:46.868-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Night Moon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SvDZUWcKkyI/AAAAAAAAApM/pGo6r8lOf1A/s1600-h/images.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 133px; height: 133px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SvDZUWcKkyI/AAAAAAAAApM/pGo6r8lOf1A/s200/images.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400054896861549346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Two things Jake has been extra attentive to lately,  his Elmo pumpkin and the moon.  He loves to look for the moon when we are driving at night.  When we can't find it, I tell him that it's hiding behind the clouds or that it's sleeping.  He isn't always satisfied with those answers but usually we can come to some type of agreement.  He also has become interested in the stars.  Maybe it's my diversion of not being able to always see the moon.  Anyway, as most parents, we are also still adjusting to the time change.  It was just after 5 a.m. this morning and we heard Jake through our baby monitor.  Scott got up to see what was wrong.  Perhaps he wet through his diaper, his paci was on the floor, etc.  Nope, he wanted to share that the moon was awake and so was his elmo pumpkin.  "Moon's awake Daddy!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330770424656198483-4712138223826303978?l=tarafollett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/feeds/4712138223826303978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330770424656198483&amp;postID=4712138223826303978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/4712138223826303978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/4712138223826303978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/2009/11/good-night-moon.html' title='Good Night Moon'/><author><name>Tara Follett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15129457411671339441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlfOkybf5I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/bZslxEDPsbw/S220/DSC_1094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SvDZUWcKkyI/AAAAAAAAApM/pGo6r8lOf1A/s72-c/images.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330770424656198483.post-8550156872895635383</id><published>2009-10-27T22:03:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T22:23:13.138-04:00</updated><title type='text'>8 Weeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SuemmE6VAYI/AAAAAAAAApE/_Kr_X43ovfI/s1600-h/DSC_0029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SuemmE6VAYI/AAAAAAAAApE/_Kr_X43ovfI/s320/DSC_0029.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397465851510456706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eight weeks ago today we welcomed this guy into our family.  What an entrance he made, and what an emotional day it was.  Caleb joined us at 2:09 a.m. and by 7 a.m. we were being told he was fighting an infection but uncertain of what it was.  After some chest x-rays, a spinal tap, and lots of prayers - he was being treated for pneumonia.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At one point during the day one of our friends from church sent an email referencing Psalm 91.  She encouraged us to put our own name in the verse.  "He (&lt;i&gt;Tara)&lt;/i&gt; who dwells in the shelter of the most high will rest in the shadow of the almighty."  Throughout the passage there are many places you could include your own name.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so thankful that we have an awesome God who loves us and allows us to &lt;i&gt;rest&lt;/i&gt; under His complete power.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As shown by the picture, he is very healthy!  He is smiling more each day and giving Mommy and Daddy some more rest throughout the night.  For the past 3 nights, he was only up once.  Of course, declaring this will be sure to backfire on us tonight.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330770424656198483-8550156872895635383?l=tarafollett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/feeds/8550156872895635383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330770424656198483&amp;postID=8550156872895635383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/8550156872895635383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/8550156872895635383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/2009/10/8-weeks.html' title='8 Weeks'/><author><name>Tara Follett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15129457411671339441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlfOkybf5I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/bZslxEDPsbw/S220/DSC_1094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SuemmE6VAYI/AAAAAAAAApE/_Kr_X43ovfI/s72-c/DSC_0029.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330770424656198483.post-5471413883249207593</id><published>2009-10-26T20:54:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T21:11:41.232-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tradition</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SuZFIYq8ceI/AAAAAAAAAo8/CwBS8PIyVnk/s1600-h/DSC_0020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SuZFIYq8ceI/AAAAAAAAAo8/CwBS8PIyVnk/s320/DSC_0020.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397077213813961186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SuZFH8UJStI/AAAAAAAAAo0/y0XrbMw5lmQ/s1600-h/DSC_0022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SuZFH8UJStI/AAAAAAAAAo0/y0XrbMw5lmQ/s320/DSC_0022.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397077206202141394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SuZFHtFpQJI/AAAAAAAAAos/NYjIFkyzLjI/s1600-h/DSC_0025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SuZFHtFpQJI/AAAAAAAAAos/NYjIFkyzLjI/s320/DSC_0025.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397077202114789522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SuZFHSgl1nI/AAAAAAAAAok/-Zf-Et2XwyU/s1600-h/DSC_0033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SuZFHSgl1nI/AAAAAAAAAok/-Zf-Et2XwyU/s320/DSC_0033.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397077194980054642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For as long as I can remember Aunt Kate has always loved Halloween.  It's her holiday.  This year was no different.  Last year she came and delivered a pumpkin for Jake all carved up in Elmo fashion.  This year Jake got to be more involved.  And of all the choices she brought with her, guess who he chooses?  Elmo.  We cleared the kitchen table and they went to work.  At first Jake wasn't to sure of the pumpkin "guts."  By the end he kept wanting "more guts."  And if you know Jake, he gets pretty adamant.  So Kate kept scraping to appease his "gut" fix.  As little as his 2 year old attention span is, he sat and helped for almost the entire process.  Until Vitale's arrived!  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before Aunt Kate left tonight, Jake got out his halloween costumes.  That's right, plural.  We have several to choose from for him.  We are borrowing these from a friend.  The contenders are a monkey, elephant, and dog.  I'm hoping the monkey wins.  It fits the best of the 3.  However, he is a bit concerned about the fir around the neck and surrounding the face.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looking forward to getting together with some friends and their kids this weekend!  Let the torture of picture taking begin!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330770424656198483-5471413883249207593?l=tarafollett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/feeds/5471413883249207593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330770424656198483&amp;postID=5471413883249207593' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/5471413883249207593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/5471413883249207593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/2009/10/tradition.html' title='Tradition'/><author><name>Tara Follett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15129457411671339441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlfOkybf5I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/bZslxEDPsbw/S220/DSC_1094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SuZFIYq8ceI/AAAAAAAAAo8/CwBS8PIyVnk/s72-c/DSC_0020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330770424656198483.post-288075467346665363</id><published>2009-10-17T22:14:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T22:22:58.488-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/Stp6jfIT2gI/AAAAAAAAAoc/5ZYk-3psVmk/s1600-h/DSC_0320.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/Stp6jfIT2gI/AAAAAAAAAoc/5ZYk-3psVmk/s320/DSC_0320.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393758253799954946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/Stp6iuKgWuI/AAAAAAAAAoU/vSk4s3RURE8/s1600-h/DSC_0346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 249px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/Stp6iuKgWuI/AAAAAAAAAoU/vSk4s3RURE8/s320/DSC_0346.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393758240655825634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/Stp6iGu4z6I/AAAAAAAAAoM/3MiGAWC0fvs/s1600-h/DSC_0313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/Stp6iGu4z6I/AAAAAAAAAoM/3MiGAWC0fvs/s320/DSC_0313.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393758230071005090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today we ventured out to Post Family Farms in Hudsonville.  What a difference a year makes!  Jake was so into all of it. His favorite part were the goats.  He is still talking about them and wants to look at the pictures we took.  We took Grandpa (Bapa) and Grandma with.  I think they liked the fresh donuts the best.  My highlight was running into Liz Greeman and her girls.  I'm still laughing at our brief time we had together, and looking forward to seeing them soon.  Caleb was oblivious to it all, as he slept the entire time in his new stroller.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330770424656198483-288075467346665363?l=tarafollett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/feeds/288075467346665363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330770424656198483&amp;postID=288075467346665363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/288075467346665363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/288075467346665363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/2009/10/fall.html' title='Fall'/><author><name>Tara Follett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15129457411671339441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlfOkybf5I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/bZslxEDPsbw/S220/DSC_1094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/Stp6jfIT2gI/AAAAAAAAAoc/5ZYk-3psVmk/s72-c/DSC_0320.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330770424656198483.post-7876723581977516971</id><published>2009-09-30T20:46:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T20:47:45.658-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Brothers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SsP8IQPkiyI/AAAAAAAAAn8/30wWYBM_vPk/s1600-h/DSC_0249.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 283px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SsP8IQPkiyI/AAAAAAAAAn8/30wWYBM_vPk/s400/DSC_0249.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387426797994674978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330770424656198483-7876723581977516971?l=tarafollett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/feeds/7876723581977516971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330770424656198483&amp;postID=7876723581977516971' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/7876723581977516971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/7876723581977516971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/2009/09/brothers.html' title='Brothers'/><author><name>Tara Follett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15129457411671339441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlfOkybf5I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/bZslxEDPsbw/S220/DSC_1094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SsP8IQPkiyI/AAAAAAAAAn8/30wWYBM_vPk/s72-c/DSC_0249.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330770424656198483.post-178911645063475198</id><published>2009-09-28T11:50:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T12:06:06.061-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pajamas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SsDe4mo5YlI/AAAAAAAAAn0/c19Eyy5uu08/s1600-h/DSC_0179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SsDe4mo5YlI/AAAAAAAAAn0/c19Eyy5uu08/s320/DSC_0179.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386550218361234002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SsDeHD4TTKI/AAAAAAAAAns/JhToZ5C-gvM/s1600-h/DSC_0188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SsDeHD4TTKI/AAAAAAAAAns/JhToZ5C-gvM/s320/DSC_0188.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386549367217015970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SsDeGn5DLMI/AAAAAAAAAnk/DnrvcmPhK68/s1600-h/DSC_0197.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SsDeGn5DLMI/AAAAAAAAAnk/DnrvcmPhK68/s320/DSC_0197.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386549359703960770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We are still adjusting to getting 2 kids ready to go somewhere.  Sunday morning was no different.  We were unable to make the first service at church and since Scott had a tee time at noon, the second service was not an option.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since we didn't go to church, why not let our 2 year old run through the sprinklers in his pajamas? After all, it was 65 degrees out!  What?  All I asked was for someone to walk out to the mailbox and get me my newspaper and it turned into a 9 a.m. pajama sprinkler party.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My husband never ceases to amaze me.  Thanks for being a fun Daddy.&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/330770424656198483-178911645063475198?l=tarafollett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/feeds/178911645063475198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330770424656198483&amp;postID=178911645063475198' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/178911645063475198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/178911645063475198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/2009/09/pajamas.html' title='Pajamas'/><author><name>Tara Follett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15129457411671339441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlfOkybf5I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/bZslxEDPsbw/S220/DSC_1094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SsDe4mo5YlI/AAAAAAAAAn0/c19Eyy5uu08/s72-c/DSC_0179.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330770424656198483.post-2068606626293416393</id><published>2009-09-12T21:52:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T22:06:23.617-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SqxROe4KcYI/AAAAAAAAAnU/QSj0Vj1hAGc/s1600-h/DSC_0105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SqxROe4KcYI/AAAAAAAAAnU/QSj0Vj1hAGc/s400/DSC_0105.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380764964049547650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jake is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;lovin&lt;/span&gt; his little brother.  I know it doesn't look like it, but I think Caleb secretly likes him also.  Jake's favorite things are trying to play &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;frisbee&lt;/span&gt; with him, feed him cheerios, and lay under the activity mat together.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Caleb received his last antibiotic treatment around 7 p.m. on Thursday night and they let us free!  It is so wonderful to have our family finally all together.  I'm still soaking in all that has happened in the last few weeks, starting with my Dad's heart attack.  All I know is that God has been good to our family and I am so thankful to be surrounded by such awesome family and friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today has been a fun Saturday at our house.  We got to see &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;MSU&lt;/span&gt; lose to Central and Michigan win over &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Notre&lt;/span&gt; Dame.  Jake wore his Michigan apparel while Daddy taught him to say GO BLUE.  And little Caleb...he slept through it all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330770424656198483-2068606626293416393?l=tarafollett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/feeds/2068606626293416393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330770424656198483&amp;postID=2068606626293416393' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/2068606626293416393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/2068606626293416393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/2009/09/welcome-home.html' title='Welcome Home'/><author><name>Tara Follett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15129457411671339441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlfOkybf5I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/bZslxEDPsbw/S220/DSC_1094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SqxROe4KcYI/AAAAAAAAAnU/QSj0Vj1hAGc/s72-c/DSC_0105.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330770424656198483.post-1160883581905400607</id><published>2009-09-03T10:42:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T10:55:49.850-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Caleb Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/Sp_WtLTwioI/AAAAAAAAAnM/u2yipNhZNaE/s1600-h/DSC_0031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/Sp_WtLTwioI/AAAAAAAAAnM/u2yipNhZNaE/s320/DSC_0031.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377252551721781890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today has been a great day for little Caleb.  During the night, Caleb started eating much more consistently.  That has allowed them to gradually reduce the amount of sugar water that they have been giving him through an IV.  Also, now that he is eating better, his own blood sugar has started to rise and regulate itself with each feeding.  Hopefully over the next day or so, they can completely remove the IV of sugar water.  In addition, they did another chest x-ray this morning, and the results came back about 20 minutes ago--his chest is completely normal!  No signs of the pneumonia.  Praise God!  Caleb will need to stay in the hospital throughout the next week as they continue to administer the remainder of the 10 day antibiotic cycle, but all signs are pointing in the right direction.  Again, we greatly appreciate all of your thoughts and prayers.  Our family and friends have definitely helped us during these very stressful past couple of days.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tara and Scott&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330770424656198483-1160883581905400607?l=tarafollett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/feeds/1160883581905400607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330770424656198483&amp;postID=1160883581905400607' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/1160883581905400607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/1160883581905400607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/2009/09/caleb-update.html' title='Caleb Update'/><author><name>Tara Follett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15129457411671339441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlfOkybf5I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/bZslxEDPsbw/S220/DSC_1094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/Sp_WtLTwioI/AAAAAAAAAnM/u2yipNhZNaE/s72-c/DSC_0031.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330770424656198483.post-8227358227632329472</id><published>2009-09-01T21:28:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T10:41:52.510-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Caleb Thomas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/Sp53BvuJZ4I/AAAAAAAAAnE/UtUTs8TBJKc/s1600-h/DSC_0020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/Sp53BvuJZ4I/AAAAAAAAAnE/UtUTs8TBJKc/s320/DSC_0020.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376865877000546178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/Sp53A96RmKI/AAAAAAAAAm8/IDWTfWEFTFA/s1600-h/DSC_0018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/Sp53A96RmKI/AAAAAAAAAm8/IDWTfWEFTFA/s320/DSC_0018.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376865863629641890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This little guy was born yesterday at 2:09 a.m.!  8 lbs. 5 oz. and 21" long, exact same as Jake!  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After a smooth delivery, he got off to a rough start.  His blood sugar was low as well as some other blood counts.  For some unexplained reason he has an unknown infection.  After a clean spinal tap and some x-rays they are thinking he might have pneumonia.  They are treating the infection with antibiotics, fluids, and sugar water (to raise his blood sugar count).  We are waiting for a blood culture test that will be available tomorrow morning that should have some more definite results and identify if there are any other infections.  Hopefully that will come back clean and the pneumonia is all we are worried about.  We do expect Caleb to be in the hospital several more days, but are definitely encouraged by the progress he is making.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are so thankful for the amount of prayers, calls, and visits from family and friends.  God is certainly our anchor and keeping us ever mindful of his grace, mercy, and unfailing love.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have learned how quickly word can spread through our tech world.  Facebook wasn't the way we initially intended to share our exciting news of Caleb's arrival to close family and friends.  I'm sure there was a lot of confusion as to what was happening.  We are, however, SUPER grateful for all the words of encouragement and most of all, the prayers!  &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/330770424656198483-8227358227632329472?l=tarafollett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/feeds/8227358227632329472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330770424656198483&amp;postID=8227358227632329472' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/8227358227632329472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/8227358227632329472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/2009/09/caleb-thomas.html' title='Caleb Thomas'/><author><name>Tara Follett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15129457411671339441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlfOkybf5I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/bZslxEDPsbw/S220/DSC_1094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/Sp53BvuJZ4I/AAAAAAAAAnE/UtUTs8TBJKc/s72-c/DSC_0020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330770424656198483.post-8521642347691863946</id><published>2009-08-16T20:57:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T21:30:48.112-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Nesting</title><content type='html'>Unfortunately I haven't blogged much about this pregnancy.  I'm not much of a journal person.  I wish that I was.  As with Jake, I wish that I would've taken more pictures, wrote down pregnancy milestones, etc.  Here I am in the home stretch and once again I am already looking back and regretting the lack of updates. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up until a couple weeks ago, I really haven't done much &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nesting&lt;/span&gt;.  Then it was like all the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lack of&lt;/span&gt; had caught up to me.  At 35 weeks pregnant, I convinced Scott to purge the house with me and have a garage sale.  My anti-garage sale husband agreed.  He even allowed me to throw our (his) family room recliner in the drive-way.  I was pleasantly surprised by our efforts and the money we "made." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Then&lt;/span&gt; my hormones kicked into super high gear.   I was convinced that we could simply take our garage sale earnings and invest in something to replace said recliner.  Nope.  I first needed a new cable jack on the opposite wall so I could keep my options open for furniture layout.  So, my sweet husband called our friend to come install the new jack.  They even moved the couch for me.  Of course, I didn't like it.  I wanted to paint the kitchen, install new floors, replace pictures, and paint the entertainment center....aaahhhh, let's just sell this house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I might possibly be crazy.  Or just 37 weeks pregnant.  We settled on taking the old furniture from downstairs (sofa and loveseat) upstairs, buying slipcovers and throw pillows from Target...and calling it an afternoon.  Oh wait, I did re-frame our kitchen pics too.  O.K., Scott did that too, I just bought the supplies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day today.  I'm satisfied.  The slip-covers make me feel a little college-ish but we have more seating, different color palette, and a change in scenery. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see what tomorrow brings or see what switch flips when I go back downstairs and see the disarray.  I might have to pop some meds. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fasten your seat-belts!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330770424656198483-8521642347691863946?l=tarafollett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/feeds/8521642347691863946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330770424656198483&amp;postID=8521642347691863946' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/8521642347691863946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/8521642347691863946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/2009/08/nesting.html' title='Nesting'/><author><name>Tara Follett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15129457411671339441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlfOkybf5I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/bZslxEDPsbw/S220/DSC_1094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330770424656198483.post-1034895213038690587</id><published>2009-08-05T21:09:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T09:50:23.743-04:00</updated><title type='text'>YFC Chicken BBQ</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SnotglAlBWI/AAAAAAAAAmg/mG8eR2iURUk/s1600-h/2008+Chicken+BBQ+logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366651943678969186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 151px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SnotglAlBWI/AAAAAAAAAmg/mG8eR2iURUk/s200/2008%2BChicken%2BBBQ%2Blogo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Community Chicken BBQ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Where: &lt;/span&gt;Downtown Zeeland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;When: &lt;/span&gt;This Friday, August 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Time:&lt;/em&gt; 5-7 p.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Cost:&lt;/span&gt; $8.50 includes 1/2 chicken, baked beans, cole slaw, watermelon, roll, beverage, and chocolate chip cookie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This annual event is in conjunction with the 3-on-3 basketball tournament hosted by The Bridge Ministry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kate and I have worked really hard planning this event. Proceeds help our West Ottawa and Zeeland Middle school ministries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gonna lie, this is some good eats. I would come even if I wasn't one of the coordinators! If you want tickets, leave me a comment and I'll set some aside for you. I might even give my blog readers an extra cookie. Don't tell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330770424656198483-1034895213038690587?l=tarafollett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/feeds/1034895213038690587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330770424656198483&amp;postID=1034895213038690587' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/1034895213038690587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/1034895213038690587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/2009/08/yfc-chicken-bbq.html' title='YFC Chicken BBQ'/><author><name>Tara Follett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15129457411671339441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlfOkybf5I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/bZslxEDPsbw/S220/DSC_1094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SnotglAlBWI/AAAAAAAAAmg/mG8eR2iURUk/s72-c/2008%2BChicken%2BBBQ%2Blogo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330770424656198483.post-151401976588802518</id><published>2009-07-22T20:54:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T21:06:54.436-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/Sme1UEh0VQI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/WMGnBFS9w34/s1600-h/IMG_7778.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/Sme1UEh0VQI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/WMGnBFS9w34/s400/IMG_7778.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361453237825459458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/Sme1T6s3RrI/AAAAAAAAAmI/_R5rGuxkEwI/s1600-h/IMG_7744.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/Sme1T6s3RrI/AAAAAAAAAmI/_R5rGuxkEwI/s400/IMG_7744.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361453235187435186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/Sme1TuRWBbI/AAAAAAAAAmA/oGF3fVhRulU/s1600-h/IMG_7688.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/Sme1TuRWBbI/AAAAAAAAAmA/oGF3fVhRulU/s400/IMG_7688.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361453231850784178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/Sme1TQ4upuI/AAAAAAAAAl4/qzkHI3Aej_Y/s1600-h/IMG_7613.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/Sme1TQ4upuI/AAAAAAAAAl4/qzkHI3Aej_Y/s400/IMG_7613.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361453223962912482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/Sme1TKJxORI/AAAAAAAAAlw/ZeQhy2mHLU4/s1600-h/IMG_7542.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/Sme1TKJxORI/AAAAAAAAAlw/ZeQhy2mHLU4/s400/IMG_7542.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361453222155335954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here are a few of our family pictures we recently had taken.  Jake is a typical 2 year old and rarely sits still.  Thankfully we had a great photographer who is able to capture our family in some great pictures.  Thanks Lynette!  If your looking for a great photographer check her out and her reasonable rates.  &lt;a href="http://lynettebellphotography.com"&gt;www.lynettebellphotography.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330770424656198483-151401976588802518?l=tarafollett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/feeds/151401976588802518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330770424656198483&amp;postID=151401976588802518' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/151401976588802518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/151401976588802518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/2009/07/family-pictures.html' title='Family Pictures'/><author><name>Tara Follett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15129457411671339441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlfOkybf5I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/bZslxEDPsbw/S220/DSC_1094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/Sme1UEh0VQI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/WMGnBFS9w34/s72-c/IMG_7778.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330770424656198483.post-8235148144047189573</id><published>2009-07-12T13:39:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T14:09:46.052-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr. and Mrs. Yauchstetter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SlomPl-7v-I/AAAAAAAAAlo/LR5et29QaxA/s1600-h/DSC_0040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SlomPl-7v-I/AAAAAAAAAlo/LR5et29QaxA/s320/DSC_0040.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357636756046594018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SlomPbC60AI/AAAAAAAAAlg/RcDDwNtIm_E/s1600-h/DSC_0020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SlomPbC60AI/AAAAAAAAAlg/RcDDwNtIm_E/s320/DSC_0020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357636753110519810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Scott's best friend from growing up got married yesterday.  Jeff had two best men stand up for him, his brother and Scott.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scott gave a very entertaining speech and maybe even made the groom squirm a little for fear of what the potentials could be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This out of town wedding reception took place in the town of Lawton, MI.  Been there?  Probably not.  Small town but great venue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made my way to the dance floor twice.  Pretty good for 32 weeks pregnant.  One slow song and one Kid Rock.  That was all for me!  Stacey and my camera kept me entertained while we watched the night progress into lots of dance moves at their finest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I truly do have the best man though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330770424656198483-8235148144047189573?l=tarafollett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/feeds/8235148144047189573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330770424656198483&amp;postID=8235148144047189573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/8235148144047189573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/8235148144047189573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/2009/07/mr-and-mrs-yauchstetter.html' title='Mr. and Mrs. Yauchstetter'/><author><name>Tara Follett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15129457411671339441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlfOkybf5I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/bZslxEDPsbw/S220/DSC_1094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SlomPl-7v-I/AAAAAAAAAlo/LR5et29QaxA/s72-c/DSC_0040.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330770424656198483.post-6290180311445011932</id><published>2009-07-10T20:41:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T20:51:24.174-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 2nd Birthday Jake!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SlfgIuHWVUI/AAAAAAAAAlY/v3EA-hMIq3M/s1600-h/DSC_0531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SlfgIuHWVUI/AAAAAAAAAlY/v3EA-hMIq3M/s400/DSC_0531.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356996722202924354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This boy officially turned 2 today.  He celebrated last weekend with his cousin Olivia during the family reunion at Nana's house.  Today he celebrated with a cake at daycare.  Tonight we visited Grandma, Aunt Vicki, and Aunt Kate.  Daddy is gone because he is in a wedding tomorrow out of town for rehearsal.  All of that to say, we will be celebrating with this side of the family and friends on Sunday night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe that two years have gone by already and there is a little brother on the way.  As excited as I am, my heart breaks a little for Jake.  Coming soon he has to share Mommy and Daddy's attention.  I know there is plenty of love to go around but the pregnancy hormones tend to take over and I get weepy easily...just ask Daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday buddy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330770424656198483-6290180311445011932?l=tarafollett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/feeds/6290180311445011932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330770424656198483&amp;postID=6290180311445011932' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/6290180311445011932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/6290180311445011932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-2nd-birthday-jake.html' title='Happy 2nd Birthday Jake!'/><author><name>Tara Follett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15129457411671339441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlfOkybf5I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/bZslxEDPsbw/S220/DSC_1094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SlfgIuHWVUI/AAAAAAAAAlY/v3EA-hMIq3M/s72-c/DSC_0531.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330770424656198483.post-7356222794072415022</id><published>2009-06-12T14:32:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T14:42:35.811-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Amost 2.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SjKflbN7DoI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/_0BtE2jN1d0/s1600-h/DSC_0193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SjKflbN7DoI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/_0BtE2jN1d0/s400/DSC_0193.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346511172952329858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We took Jake to the zoo this morning.  He loved it.  It made me realize how he's growing into a little boy.  He ran around and couldn't wait to point out the animals.  As much as I like babies, I am savoring the age he is at.  He keeps us on our toes but I would have it no other way.  It's hard to believe that in a few short months, we will be making room in our heart and lives for his brother.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330770424656198483-7356222794072415022?l=tarafollett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/feeds/7356222794072415022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330770424656198483&amp;postID=7356222794072415022' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/7356222794072415022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/7356222794072415022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/2009/06/amost-2.html' title='Amost 2.'/><author><name>Tara Follett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15129457411671339441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlfOkybf5I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/bZslxEDPsbw/S220/DSC_1094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SjKflbN7DoI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/_0BtE2jN1d0/s72-c/DSC_0193.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330770424656198483.post-6307866356350827175</id><published>2009-05-25T20:54:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T21:15:15.153-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Memorial Day Weekend 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/Shs_BGJFTjI/AAAAAAAAAlA/DwInyMK_k64/s1600-h/DSC_0055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 258px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/Shs_BGJFTjI/AAAAAAAAAlA/DwInyMK_k64/s400/DSC_0055.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339931071238983218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/Shs_AxbafsI/AAAAAAAAAk4/P3JiFoH428s/s1600-h/DSC_0049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/Shs_AxbafsI/AAAAAAAAAk4/P3JiFoH428s/s400/DSC_0049.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339931065678724802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This weekend we tackled the cabin.  We stayed in the camper.  On Friday night, Jake finally went to sleep at 11 p.m.  He decided to get up at 4 a.m.  That's enough sleep for a toddler, right?  Allergies and/or cold set in for the both of us also.  Thankfully Saturday night went better!  Still not enough sleep for Jake but we made it.  All of the packing, unpacking, laundry, and lack of sleep really is worth it though, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I think&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One highlight was Jake watching us fish.  He was very excited to see us catch some, even if they were little.  For once, I think we were just as excited to catch the little ones.  He liked to lift the live well and see us throw them in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, today we're trying to catch up on sleep and I'm trying to fight this cold.  I'm always skeptical of taking meds while being pregnant but last night I gave in and took 2 Tylenol Cold P.M.  It was awesome, I slept until 9 a.m.  Thanks to my husband!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330770424656198483-6307866356350827175?l=tarafollett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/feeds/6307866356350827175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330770424656198483&amp;postID=6307866356350827175' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/6307866356350827175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/6307866356350827175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/2009/05/memorial-day-weekend-2009.html' title='Memorial Day Weekend 2009'/><author><name>Tara Follett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15129457411671339441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlfOkybf5I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/bZslxEDPsbw/S220/DSC_1094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/Shs_BGJFTjI/AAAAAAAAAlA/DwInyMK_k64/s72-c/DSC_0055.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330770424656198483.post-2460806678746171</id><published>2009-05-18T19:50:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T20:06:55.377-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Aunt Kate</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/ShH0jj2tAJI/AAAAAAAAAkw/qmYZRS2BRCQ/s1600-h/CSC_0043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/ShH0jj2tAJI/AAAAAAAAAkw/qmYZRS2BRCQ/s320/CSC_0043.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337315925168029842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On Saturday we celebrated Aunt Kate's 30th birthday at New Holland.  Fun times!  I especially enjoyed the birthday cake from Marcia's Bakery.  Scott still swears it was like the best twinkie he's ever eaten, and he &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;loves&lt;/span&gt; twinkies.  I personally don't love twinkies but this cake was delish!  Another highlight was the fun cards Kate received.  Most of them played humorous songs.  Ryan especially enjoyed them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hope your 30th was a memoroble one Kate.  We love you and appreciate you in our lives.  Jake wishes he could've celebrated but he chose to have a babysitter instead - ahem.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330770424656198483-2460806678746171?l=tarafollett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/feeds/2460806678746171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330770424656198483&amp;postID=2460806678746171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/2460806678746171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/2460806678746171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/2009/05/aunt-kate.html' title='Aunt Kate'/><author><name>Tara Follett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15129457411671339441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlfOkybf5I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/bZslxEDPsbw/S220/DSC_1094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/ShH0jj2tAJI/AAAAAAAAAkw/qmYZRS2BRCQ/s72-c/CSC_0043.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330770424656198483.post-5635119093391643596</id><published>2009-05-11T22:18:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T10:10:45.151-04:00</updated><title type='text'>River Bank 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/Sgjc-GtKHEI/AAAAAAAAAko/bNaKHuQUTRQ/s1600-h/DSC_0355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/Sgjc-GtKHEI/AAAAAAAAAko/bNaKHuQUTRQ/s400/DSC_0355.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334756718130371650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is part of our group that represented YFC on Saturday at the annual River Bank Run in downtown Grand Rapids.  This event hosted over 17,500 participants.  It's so much fun to be a part of such a huge event.  I'm especially proud of Scott who ran the 10K.  His time was 54 minutes.  Way to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another highlight was the mother/daughter team...Kate and Carol!  Mom, wanna do the 25K next year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our group may not have been huge but in the end we hope to have raised about $3000 in pledge money for the ministries of Youth for Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks everyone who participated and supported this event.  There are 4 people missing from the picture.  We are proud of you too (Sharon, Kelly, Joan, and Dann)!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330770424656198483-5635119093391643596?l=tarafollett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/feeds/5635119093391643596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330770424656198483&amp;postID=5635119093391643596' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/5635119093391643596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/5635119093391643596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/2009/05/river-bank-2009.html' title='River Bank 2009'/><author><name>Tara Follett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15129457411671339441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlfOkybf5I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/bZslxEDPsbw/S220/DSC_1094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/Sgjc-GtKHEI/AAAAAAAAAko/bNaKHuQUTRQ/s72-c/DSC_0355.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330770424656198483.post-6750194256285464621</id><published>2009-05-06T21:59:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T22:12:59.854-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tulip Time 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SgJB2L85mRI/AAAAAAAAAkg/7psQHdUPm8A/s1600-h/DSC_0293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SgJB2L85mRI/AAAAAAAAAkg/7psQHdUPm8A/s400/DSC_0293.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332897307937052946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SgJB1z5e18I/AAAAAAAAAkY/ky8wFi7Hgwo/s1600-h/DSC_0284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SgJB1z5e18I/AAAAAAAAAkY/ky8wFi7Hgwo/s400/DSC_0284.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332897301480265666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SgJB1olj2AI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/QHmFFrE9bvM/s1600-h/DSC_0282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SgJB1olj2AI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/QHmFFrE9bvM/s400/DSC_0282.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332897298443917314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SgJB1QLRLeI/AAAAAAAAAkI/nB6-urN_McM/s1600-h/DSC_0274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SgJB1QLRLeI/AAAAAAAAAkI/nB6-urN_McM/s400/DSC_0274.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332897291891191266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jake only picked one tulip, but not the one in the picture.  So this really isn't evidence!  He loved running around with only his socks on.  I showed him how to smell tulips and he kept doing it over and over.  My favorite was this lady who was trying to get a picture of him doing it with her disposable camera.  Not sure how many she wasted because he was on the move.  Scott and I took tons of pictures tonight also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to possibly going taking him to the parade tomorrow.  I promised some of my middle school girls that I'd come watch them, hopefully Jake wants to watch also.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330770424656198483-6750194256285464621?l=tarafollett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/feeds/6750194256285464621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330770424656198483&amp;postID=6750194256285464621' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/6750194256285464621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/6750194256285464621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/2009/05/tulip-time-2009.html' title='Tulip Time 2009'/><author><name>Tara Follett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15129457411671339441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlfOkybf5I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/bZslxEDPsbw/S220/DSC_1094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SgJB2L85mRI/AAAAAAAAAkg/7psQHdUPm8A/s72-c/DSC_0293.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330770424656198483.post-3028079822539220707</id><published>2009-05-04T21:23:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T21:33:24.688-04:00</updated><title type='text'>32</title><content type='html'>Celebrated the big day by heading downtown with Scott and Jake.  Very relaxing.  Scott took me to The Piper on Friday night followed by Coldstone ice cream.  My favorite part of my birthday was my gifts from Scott.  Along with a book and gift card (only to be used on a girl's night) he made me coupons good for "one day of guilt free shopping with the girls" and "one morning of sleeping in uninterrupted" - good for anytime!  I love creative gifts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Kate for bringing in treats for the staff today in honor of my day!  Love the flowers too.  They are on my deck looking perfect. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My phone was on meltdown today with calls, texts, and emails.  Aunt Vicki was the first to call with her traditional happy birthday singing serenade. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks everyone for making my day special!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330770424656198483-3028079822539220707?l=tarafollett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/feeds/3028079822539220707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330770424656198483&amp;postID=3028079822539220707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/3028079822539220707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/3028079822539220707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/2009/05/32.html' title='32'/><author><name>Tara Follett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15129457411671339441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlfOkybf5I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/bZslxEDPsbw/S220/DSC_1094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330770424656198483.post-7809393634275537726</id><published>2009-04-17T14:05:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T14:14:56.762-04:00</updated><title type='text'>B-O-Y-P-A-R-T-S</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SejFCXTxttI/AAAAAAAAAkA/xd7uU4XWocU/s1600-h/SCAN0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SejFCXTxttI/AAAAAAAAAkA/xd7uU4XWocU/s400/SCAN0002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325723203772987090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Image #2 reveals all!  I think Jake is going to love having a little bro to play golf with.  One more boy to the mix sounds good to us!  Due date is still Sept. 6.  Of course this little guy's head is already measuring big.  That sounds familiar.  We got used to our Doctor reading Jake's stats and when it came to head size she said "off the charts as usual!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We celebrated the news last night by cooking brats on the grill.  If it was a girl we were going to have chicken breasts.  Hopefully I don't have to explain that one like we had to for Aunt Vicki.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330770424656198483-7809393634275537726?l=tarafollett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/feeds/7809393634275537726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330770424656198483&amp;postID=7809393634275537726' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/7809393634275537726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/7809393634275537726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/2009/04/b-o-y-p-r-t-s.html' title='B-O-Y-P-A-R-T-S'/><author><name>Tara Follett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15129457411671339441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlfOkybf5I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/bZslxEDPsbw/S220/DSC_1094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SejFCXTxttI/AAAAAAAAAkA/xd7uU4XWocU/s72-c/SCAN0002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330770424656198483.post-7384376579581869285</id><published>2009-04-16T08:05:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T08:14:57.108-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Nikon D60</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SecfRYgYIuI/AAAAAAAAAj4/MAwavBkKDSw/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 119px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SecfRYgYIuI/AAAAAAAAAj4/MAwavBkKDSw/s320/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325259467885388514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's kind of a long story but recently we were gifted with this special surprise.  For a long time I've wanted a really nice camera.  Not that I don't like my little pocket size point and shoot, this will be really handy capturing Jake while he's on the move.  I finally have it out out of the box and am unveiling the manuals, lenses, straps, and dvds.  I can't wait to learn what all this camera is capable of.  It all seems a little overwhelming right now.&lt;br /&gt;I also can't wait to take lots of pictures of the new baby.  I guess this was an early baby gift.  Speaking of baby...we find out today if Jake will be having a little bro or sister!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330770424656198483-7384376579581869285?l=tarafollett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/feeds/7384376579581869285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330770424656198483&amp;postID=7384376579581869285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/7384376579581869285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/7384376579581869285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/2009/04/nikon-d60.html' title='Nikon D60'/><author><name>Tara Follett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15129457411671339441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlfOkybf5I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/bZslxEDPsbw/S220/DSC_1094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SecfRYgYIuI/AAAAAAAAAj4/MAwavBkKDSw/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330770424656198483.post-5556326678648954992</id><published>2009-04-14T09:26:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T12:37:45.255-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SeS7Bo8hvvI/AAAAAAAAAjw/yYWbp1PsZEw/s1600-h/DSC0148_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SeS7Bo8hvvI/AAAAAAAAAjw/yYWbp1PsZEw/s400/DSC0148_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324586296304320242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SeS7BY1mROI/AAAAAAAAAjo/QPZo9z0Fe-U/s1600-h/DSC0130_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SeS7BY1mROI/AAAAAAAAAjo/QPZo9z0Fe-U/s400/DSC0130_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324586291980289250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SeS7BLS93XI/AAAAAAAAAjg/-Ifs2659IZU/s1600-h/DSC0118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SeS7BLS93XI/AAAAAAAAAjg/-Ifs2659IZU/s400/DSC0118.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324586288345374066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SeS7AwpHNuI/AAAAAAAAAjY/w6Yjf4VZ9fY/s1600-h/DSC0116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SeS7AwpHNuI/AAAAAAAAAjY/w6Yjf4VZ9fY/s400/DSC0116.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324586281190504162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jake had his first Easter egg hunt on Sunday.  I was trying to get  a good picture of him and his second cousins.  As you can see, Jake was more interested in filling his own basket.  He grew up 3 years with his "little man" outfit on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330770424656198483-5556326678648954992?l=tarafollett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/feeds/5556326678648954992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330770424656198483&amp;postID=5556326678648954992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/5556326678648954992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/5556326678648954992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter.html' title='Easter'/><author><name>Tara Follett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15129457411671339441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlfOkybf5I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/bZslxEDPsbw/S220/DSC_1094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SeS7Bo8hvvI/AAAAAAAAAjw/yYWbp1PsZEw/s72-c/DSC0148_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330770424656198483.post-7098328997411302624</id><published>2009-04-10T10:48:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T10:59:15.730-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Grand Rapids Children's Museum</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/Sd9ddKM44cI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/ZUmeV_Xqrg4/s1600-h/P4070559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/Sd9ddKM44cI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/ZUmeV_Xqrg4/s400/P4070559.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323076040111219138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/Sd9dctHf6fI/AAAAAAAAAjI/Bn0CwkvPa5I/s1600-h/P4070572.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 311px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/Sd9dctHf6fI/AAAAAAAAAjI/Bn0CwkvPa5I/s400/P4070572.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323076032303983090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/Sd9dcQd0oiI/AAAAAAAAAjA/sHinA6Cs5gA/s1600-h/P4070554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/Sd9dcQd0oiI/AAAAAAAAAjA/sHinA6Cs5gA/s400/P4070554.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323076024612987426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/Sd9dcP6np9I/AAAAAAAAAi4/cTNQWW46Tm0/s1600-h/P4070550.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/Sd9dcP6np9I/AAAAAAAAAi4/cTNQWW46Tm0/s400/P4070550.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323076024465336274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/Sd9db3JC2zI/AAAAAAAAAiw/ovrvcoR6Fd4/s1600-h/P4070538.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/Sd9db3JC2zI/AAAAAAAAAiw/ovrvcoR6Fd4/s400/P4070538.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323076017814952754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yesterday we spent the morning at the GRCM with the Henevelds.  It was so much fun!  A kid's dream, to be able to run and touch everything without getting in trouble.  He and Daddy especially enjoyed the bubble exhibit.  However, he also enjoys making music.  We took a picture of him playing the piano for Nana, his great-grandma who teaches lessons. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday we went to Crazy bounce.  The pictures didn't turn out as great.  Jake had a great time sliding down the giant inflatable slides with Daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're sad that it's already Friday of Spring Break!  It's been a great week at home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330770424656198483-7098328997411302624?l=tarafollett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/feeds/7098328997411302624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330770424656198483&amp;postID=7098328997411302624' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/7098328997411302624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/7098328997411302624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/2009/04/grand-rapids-childrens-museum.html' title='Grand Rapids Children&apos;s Museum'/><author><name>Tara Follett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15129457411671339441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlfOkybf5I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/bZslxEDPsbw/S220/DSC_1094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/Sd9ddKM44cI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/ZUmeV_Xqrg4/s72-c/P4070559.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330770424656198483.post-6132644274447955925</id><published>2009-03-24T20:18:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T20:22:29.927-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Spiked</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/Scl48YBb28I/AAAAAAAAAio/gw5yGpgEFHE/s1600-h/P3070498.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 305px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/Scl48YBb28I/AAAAAAAAAio/gw5yGpgEFHE/s400/P3070498.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316913813723536322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/Scl48LSkw2I/AAAAAAAAAig/bIW2WzCv-5s/s1600-h/P3070497.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/Scl48LSkw2I/AAAAAAAAAig/bIW2WzCv-5s/s400/P3070497.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316913810305762146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thankfully Jake recently did get a haircut!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330770424656198483-6132644274447955925?l=tarafollett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/feeds/6132644274447955925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330770424656198483&amp;postID=6132644274447955925' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/6132644274447955925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/6132644274447955925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/2009/03/spiked.html' title='Spiked'/><author><name>Tara Follett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15129457411671339441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlfOkybf5I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/bZslxEDPsbw/S220/DSC_1094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/Scl48YBb28I/AAAAAAAAAio/gw5yGpgEFHE/s72-c/P3070498.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330770424656198483.post-6644499342362409068</id><published>2009-03-10T06:44:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T10:53:31.698-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Team YFC</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SbZODfrtwFI/AAAAAAAAAh4/i6asxMN5vuQ/s1600-h/Snapshot+2009-03-10+07-23-55.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 302px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SbZODfrtwFI/AAAAAAAAAh4/i6asxMN5vuQ/s400/Snapshot+2009-03-10+07-23-55.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311518632481505362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the 2009 t-shirt design for runners/walkers who are joining YFC in this year's Riverbank Run.  There is plenty of time to be a part of our group!  We had a lot of fun last year riding together and having a lasagna dinner the night before.   We are hoping that each participant raises $500 in pledges for Youth for Christ.  The person with the highest pledges will be sure to win a fabulous prize (last year it was an iPod). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember...there are options for everyone.  There is a 5K run/walk, 10K run, and 25K run.  No excuses!  Interested?  Leave me a comment with some contact information.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="file:///Users/tarafollett/Desktop/YFC_Shirt_Green.pdf"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330770424656198483-6644499342362409068?l=tarafollett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/feeds/6644499342362409068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330770424656198483&amp;postID=6644499342362409068' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/6644499342362409068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/6644499342362409068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/2009/03/team-yfc.html' title='Team YFC'/><author><name>Tara Follett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15129457411671339441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlfOkybf5I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/bZslxEDPsbw/S220/DSC_1094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SbZODfrtwFI/AAAAAAAAAh4/i6asxMN5vuQ/s72-c/Snapshot+2009-03-10+07-23-55.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330770424656198483.post-6224088723280195888</id><published>2009-03-08T19:23:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T19:39:37.675-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Florida</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SbRVKhYBPzI/AAAAAAAAAhw/QPt1prbs1Vk/s1600-h/P2250691.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SbRVKhYBPzI/AAAAAAAAAhw/QPt1prbs1Vk/s320/P2250691.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310963499822825266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SbRVKYIcGoI/AAAAAAAAAho/6r-R4UVivb8/s1600-h/P2230473.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SbRVKYIcGoI/AAAAAAAAAho/6r-R4UVivb8/s320/P2230473.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310963497341557378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SbRVJ-mS-WI/AAAAAAAAAhg/aroTPrAeKJw/s1600-h/P2240484.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SbRVJ-mS-WI/AAAAAAAAAhg/aroTPrAeKJw/s320/P2240484.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310963490487466338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SbRVJisEDqI/AAAAAAAAAhY/mKraIioZd4Y/s1600-h/P2250489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SbRVJisEDqI/AAAAAAAAAhY/mKraIioZd4Y/s320/P2250489.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310963482995461794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SbRVJPbXPEI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/KYkujtskpcM/s1600-h/P2240480.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SbRVJPbXPEI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/KYkujtskpcM/s320/P2240480.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310963477825141826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I found my camera cord!  I'm not sure who had more fun in Florida?  Looks like Grandpa to me.  We spent a week in Orlando.  Jake and I rode down with Grandpa and Grandma and the 2 of us flew back the following Saturday.  Our Allegiant Airline experience was quite pleasant.  At one point one of the airline attendants was actually walking an infant up and down the aisle to help out a Mom.  During our stay we ventured out one day to Disney's Animal Kingdom and road tripped another day to see the Tiger's play a Spring Training game.  It was so wonderful to not have to put on hats, mittens, socks, and shoes.  Jake loved the pool but has no fear of just walking off the edge.  He kept me on my toes!  We look forward to the warmer weather here in Michigan (as does everyone else who lives here).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330770424656198483-6224088723280195888?l=tarafollett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/feeds/6224088723280195888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330770424656198483&amp;postID=6224088723280195888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/6224088723280195888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/6224088723280195888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/2009/03/florida.html' title='Florida'/><author><name>Tara Follett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15129457411671339441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlfOkybf5I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/bZslxEDPsbw/S220/DSC_1094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SbRVKhYBPzI/AAAAAAAAAhw/QPt1prbs1Vk/s72-c/P2250691.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330770424656198483.post-6674918552302962237</id><published>2009-02-10T21:24:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T21:34:35.730-05:00</updated><title type='text'>EEG today</title><content type='html'>Jake was a trooper this afternoon during his EEG.  They instructed us to sleep deprive him (no afternoon nap).  He watched baby einstein on his portable dvd player (2 gifts that keep on giving) while they attached 25 little wires to his head and 2 on his ears.  Shockingly he didn't seem phased and then by another miracle he went to sleep so they could run the test.  I would've never dreamed that we could orchestrate this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bummer is that he is such a sweater!  A couple of the wires kept coming off his wet head.  The technician hopes that she got enough information that the doctor can study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for all the continued prayers and encouragement!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330770424656198483-6674918552302962237?l=tarafollett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/feeds/6674918552302962237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330770424656198483&amp;postID=6674918552302962237' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/6674918552302962237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/6674918552302962237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/2009/02/eeg-today.html' title='EEG today'/><author><name>Tara Follett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15129457411671339441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlfOkybf5I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/bZslxEDPsbw/S220/DSC_1094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330770424656198483.post-2945243269427514869</id><published>2009-02-06T21:19:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T21:43:47.449-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Past 48 hours</title><content type='html'>These past few days have been a roller coaster.  Jake has been doing random things with his eyes that seem involuntary.  For example, he could be sitting in his chair and all of a sudden his eyes look way up and to the right.  This started this past weekend but in the past couple of days it seems to be getting worse.  He would be sitting in his car seat and suddenly his eyes would toss back and cross.  As soon as we would say "Jake!", he would snap out of it and refocus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today we spent the afternoon in the Hospital getting a CT scan of his head.  This 3 minute procedure was not a problem.  On the contrary, getting an IV in took 2 hours, 3 nurses, and 2 anesthesiologists!  By this time the first sedative had worn off and we were off to number two.  By this point we have an 18 month old who hasn't eaten all day, drank, slept, and had been poked for 2 hours.  This equals disaster! Another hour and half later he finally caved and went to sleep for his CT scan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this to say our awesome Doctor called on our way home (from her home) to tell us that the CT scan looked very good.  This excellent news means more tests next week.  Probably an EEG.  I'm looking forward no needles for this round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, the past 48 hours have brought lots tears and concern.  Everything gets put into perspective when your child is not well.  I find myself being extra patient, saying more prayers, calling on God, appreciating good friends, and loving my family.  During times like these I always think of those dear people who deal with stuff like this on a regular basis.  It reminds me to pray for them and encourage them as much as possible!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330770424656198483-2945243269427514869?l=tarafollett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/feeds/2945243269427514869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330770424656198483&amp;postID=2945243269427514869' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/2945243269427514869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/2945243269427514869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/2009/02/past-48-hours.html' title='Past 48 hours'/><author><name>Tara Follett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15129457411671339441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlfOkybf5I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/bZslxEDPsbw/S220/DSC_1094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330770424656198483.post-2021459705273340372</id><published>2009-01-20T20:26:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T21:02:01.209-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SXZ6TQfxP4I/AAAAAAAAAf4/bRMu6VyVYNs/s1600-h/PC240368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SXZ6TQfxP4I/AAAAAAAAAf4/bRMu6VyVYNs/s320/PC240368.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293552883284918146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Welcome back to the blog world Tara!  So, here's a way overdue post.  We stayed in a lovely home at the base of Snow King Mountain in Jackson Hole for Christmas.  It was beautiful.  Aside from our travel drama where we got stranded in Denver (600 miles away from our destination) for 2 days we did have a bonding time with family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SXZ7bCg-pcI/AAAAAAAAAgA/dYjCwSZNe2k/s1600-h/PC230287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SXZ7bCg-pcI/AAAAAAAAAgA/dYjCwSZNe2k/s320/PC230287.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293554116482475458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Morgane (Trav's girlfriend).  She and Jake bonded.  I think Jake's head is the same size as hers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SXZ8VTZydVI/AAAAAAAAAgI/IAgmdbA4Wjo/s1600-h/PC240370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 331px; height: 249px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SXZ8VTZydVI/AAAAAAAAAgI/IAgmdbA4Wjo/s320/PC240370.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293555117448131922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is one of the famous antler arches in downtown.  My Mom wanted a huge family photo underneath.  Don't we look good?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SXZ-lRTiAII/AAAAAAAAAgg/wiINNlyuPzU/s1600-h/PC250384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 311px; height: 231px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SXZ-lRTiAII/AAAAAAAAAgg/wiINNlyuPzU/s320/PC250384.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293557590786179202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jake eating a peanut butter and jelly with his fresh black eye.  Peek-a-boo with Grandma got a little out of control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SXaAc_ZIy1I/AAAAAAAAAgw/PgLV8VzkkME/s1600-h/PC230316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 334px; height: 249px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SXaAc_ZIy1I/AAAAAAAAAgw/PgLV8VzkkME/s320/PC230316.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293559647562156882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;See how much fun Jake is having?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there are a few pictures from our short-lived trip! &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/330770424656198483-2021459705273340372?l=tarafollett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/feeds/2021459705273340372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330770424656198483&amp;postID=2021459705273340372' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/2021459705273340372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/2021459705273340372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/2009/01/christmas.html' title='Christmas'/><author><name>Tara Follett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15129457411671339441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlfOkybf5I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/bZslxEDPsbw/S220/DSC_1094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SXZ6TQfxP4I/AAAAAAAAAf4/bRMu6VyVYNs/s72-c/PC240368.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330770424656198483.post-2633266883519434419</id><published>2009-01-03T14:18:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T14:24:48.376-05:00</updated><title type='text'>60</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SV-7KcydoxI/AAAAAAAAAfw/xYYDxZtUMdg/s1600-h/PC240367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SV-7KcydoxI/AAAAAAAAAfw/xYYDxZtUMdg/s320/PC240367.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287150275757187858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This old geezer is 60 today!  He told us on the way out to breakfast today that it's time to start thinking of his "Bucket List."  Truth is...I don't think he needs one.  He can run circles around me.  I am so thankful for the Father he is to me and the Grandpa he is to Jake.  He is a man of God who loves his family and sacrifices a lot for others.  I can't imagine what my life would look like without my Dad.  Happy Birthday Dad!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330770424656198483-2633266883519434419?l=tarafollett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/feeds/2633266883519434419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330770424656198483&amp;postID=2633266883519434419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/2633266883519434419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/2633266883519434419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/2009/01/60.html' title='60'/><author><name>Tara Follett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15129457411671339441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlfOkybf5I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/bZslxEDPsbw/S220/DSC_1094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SV-7KcydoxI/AAAAAAAAAfw/xYYDxZtUMdg/s72-c/PC240367.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330770424656198483.post-8886468372175705992</id><published>2008-12-19T09:33:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T09:45:16.209-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ziffy Whomper</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SUuypp_1SlI/AAAAAAAAAfo/nm0lyhb8uwU/s1600-h/3a6f_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SUuypp_1SlI/AAAAAAAAAfo/nm0lyhb8uwU/s320/3a6f_2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281511416740006482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This was an orange colored plastic sled; had a picture of a skiing penguin dressed in winter duds. It had two side handles and at the front end was a loop to tie a string around so you could drag it back up the hill. Very cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the description that I found when I googled &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ziffy Whomper&lt;/span&gt;.  I've been thinking about this 80's sled ever since my friend and I were discussing Christmas presents for our kids.  She got her daughter a sled.  It got me thinking.  I remember getting a sled every year for Christmas.  It was usually from Meijer Thrifty Acres (I mean Santa).  The ultimate day was when we (and all of our closest friends on our country block) got a Ziffy Whomper for Christmas.  We wrote our names across the top with a black Sharpie marker to not get our sleds confused when we met up at the local hill dubbed "Big Daddy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it was a very small window of sales and excitement but we were in on it.  Do any of you remember the Ziffy Whomper?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330770424656198483-8886468372175705992?l=tarafollett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/feeds/8886468372175705992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330770424656198483&amp;postID=8886468372175705992' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/8886468372175705992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/8886468372175705992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/2008/12/ziffy-whomper.html' title='Ziffy Whomper'/><author><name>Tara Follett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15129457411671339441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlfOkybf5I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/bZslxEDPsbw/S220/DSC_1094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SUuypp_1SlI/AAAAAAAAAfo/nm0lyhb8uwU/s72-c/3a6f_2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330770424656198483.post-8474963280012602421</id><published>2008-12-18T10:09:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T10:23:28.963-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Elf</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SUpplkEsRAI/AAAAAAAAAfg/4G1-jNaK1J0/s1600-h/PC160235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SUpplkEsRAI/AAAAAAAAAfg/4G1-jNaK1J0/s400/PC160235.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281149607104758786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;This year with aunt Kate the Elf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SUpplJ_gmSI/AAAAAAAAAfY/kZzA5ua_JoY/s1600-h/PC180033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SUpplJ_gmSI/AAAAAAAAAfY/kZzA5ua_JoY/s400/PC180033.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281149600103700770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Last year with aunt Kate the Elf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think his head was bigger last year!  Jake loves aunt Kate.&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/330770424656198483-8474963280012602421?l=tarafollett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/feeds/8474963280012602421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330770424656198483&amp;postID=8474963280012602421' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/8474963280012602421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/8474963280012602421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/2008/12/this-year-with-aunt-kate-elf.html' title='Elf'/><author><name>Tara Follett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15129457411671339441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlfOkybf5I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/bZslxEDPsbw/S220/DSC_1094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SUpplkEsRAI/AAAAAAAAAfg/4G1-jNaK1J0/s72-c/PC160235.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330770424656198483.post-6115511575044372639</id><published>2008-12-07T11:03:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T11:26:26.677-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Helper</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/STv3jtqJPHI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/Y--YxQP5kX8/s1600-h/PC050219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/STv3jtqJPHI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/Y--YxQP5kX8/s320/PC050219.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277083581318511730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/STv3jUtGsLI/AAAAAAAAAfI/5eaYWa38fI4/s1600-h/PC050212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/STv3jUtGsLI/AAAAAAAAAfI/5eaYWa38fI4/s320/PC050212.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277083574620041394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/STv3jNjq-wI/AAAAAAAAAfA/QYSAPr8T-Yw/s1600-h/PC050209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/STv3jNjq-wI/AAAAAAAAAfA/QYSAPr8T-Yw/s320/PC050209.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277083572701428482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the perfect weekend to stay indoors!  Rarely do we stay home the entire day on a Saturday.  Scott made the only trip out and that was to get our Christmas tree.  We spent the day rearranging the living room, listening to Christmas songs, decorating the tree, snow blowing the driveway (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Scott&lt;/span&gt;), drinking coffee (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;me of course&lt;/span&gt;), and eating (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;me again&lt;/span&gt;).  Why is it that when it's cold outside I find myself non-stop eating?  Wouldn't it be great if calories didn't count when it's cold and snowing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jake was a HUGE helper.  He took the ball of lights and shoved them into the tree.  He is also  good at taking the ornaments off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330770424656198483-6115511575044372639?l=tarafollett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/feeds/6115511575044372639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330770424656198483&amp;postID=6115511575044372639' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/6115511575044372639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/6115511575044372639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/2008/12/helper.html' title='Helper'/><author><name>Tara Follett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15129457411671339441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlfOkybf5I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/bZslxEDPsbw/S220/DSC_1094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/STv3jtqJPHI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/Y--YxQP5kX8/s72-c/PC050219.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330770424656198483.post-2370155995598636621</id><published>2008-11-16T16:03:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T16:15:45.769-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SSCMvCQf47I/AAAAAAAAAe4/UK3BS30u3o0/s1600-h/P5160146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SSCMvCQf47I/AAAAAAAAAe4/UK3BS30u3o0/s320/P5160146.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269366303711290290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today is My Mom's birthday!  I didn't get her a birthday present because I just couldn't find the perfect gift.  So here is a tribute to her on my blog.  She is the best Mom anyone could ever ask for.  I don't know what I would do without her.  If I need something, she comes running and expects nothing in return.  When it comes to pleasing others, she deserves an "A".  Not only is she a great Mom, she's an awesome Grandma.  Jake is blessed to have her! And so am I.  If I ever moved away, I'd have to take my Mom with me!  Fortunately, I'm not going anywhere.  Happy birthday Mom!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330770424656198483-2370155995598636621?l=tarafollett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/feeds/2370155995598636621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330770424656198483&amp;postID=2370155995598636621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/2370155995598636621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/2370155995598636621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/2008/11/birthday.html' title='Birthday'/><author><name>Tara Follett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15129457411671339441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlfOkybf5I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/bZslxEDPsbw/S220/DSC_1094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SSCMvCQf47I/AAAAAAAAAe4/UK3BS30u3o0/s72-c/P5160146.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330770424656198483.post-3012644781470058620</id><published>2008-11-04T19:22:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T19:48:58.924-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Flu: Part 2</title><content type='html'>Survived?  Um, little did I know what was to follow my previous post.  Jake was on the upswing on Friday but I wasn't ready to take him out visiting people in his Monkey costume.  So, I decided to go hang out with my Mom.  I left her house at 9.  I was going to spend the night but Jake was not settled for some reason.  Scott was gone up North for the night w/my Dad and uncle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at 1 a.m. on that same night with an intense pain in my stomach.  I sat up and the pain got sharper.  I ran to the far bathroom (not wanting to wake Jake) and that is where I spent the next 4 hours.   At 5:27 a.m. (I was trying to wait until 5:30) I called my Mom in tears.  "I need you to come over now!"  I was laying in the hallway outside the bathroom before my call to her.  I laid down because the room was spinning, I was sweating, and I thought I was going to fall and knock myself out.  Of course, My superhero Mom came over saved me.  She had to be at work at 9 a.m. so Aunt Vicki came over to wait until Scott (who was summoned home) arrived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is what followed on Saturday/Sunday:&lt;br /&gt;9:15 a.m.  My Mom was sick at work&lt;br /&gt;2:00 p.m. Scott got sick&lt;br /&gt;9 p.m.  Dad now sick&lt;br /&gt;next morning:  Aunt Vicki's friend who was over on Friday was sick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This sucker was violent and contagious!  I'll spare you anymore details other than to say I don't know if I've ever experienced any flu like this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My poor mother is the township clerk and this could not have hit her at a worse time.  She has been so busy with this election.  She gets a special award for enduring all of it.  I hope she is able to relax after today, get better, and feel stress and sick free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After getting sick one last time last night, sore abs, sore back - today was much brighter!  That was until my Jeep wouldn't start and had to be towed to the auto shop.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330770424656198483-3012644781470058620?l=tarafollett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/feeds/3012644781470058620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330770424656198483&amp;postID=3012644781470058620' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/3012644781470058620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/3012644781470058620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/2008/11/flu-part-2.html' title='Flu: Part 2'/><author><name>Tara Follett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15129457411671339441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlfOkybf5I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/bZslxEDPsbw/S220/DSC_1094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330770424656198483.post-4295402232005343568</id><published>2008-10-30T11:35:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T12:08:37.070-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Survived</title><content type='html'>For those of you who know me, I don't handle gross things very well.  You name it and I get queasy- needles, smells, stories of needles or smells, etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of before last night, we have been fortunate enough to not have had a stomach flu stricken child.  That ended at midnight last night.  Jake woke up crying covered in puke.  Scott flipped all the lights on and called for help.  It was in poor Jake's hair, ears, pajamas, and crib.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm almost getting sick writing this.&lt;/span&gt;  Gagging all the while, I filled the tub.  Scott got the laundry started and we got out the spare sheets.  Of course he gets a dirty diaper immediately after his bath and clean pajamas.  After being up awhile he seems to be doing better.  I take him in his room and he immediately gets sick again.  All over me this time.  How did all that come out of a little boy?  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Repeat cleaning process.&lt;/span&gt;  More laundry added to what's already going.  Next attempt at laying him down seems to be going better.  10 minutes later, more crying and more puke in crib.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Repeat cleaning process. &lt;/span&gt; More laundry.  2 a.m.  Scott goes to Meijer for pedialyte.  3 a.m.  Jake finally goes to sleep until morning (oh wait, it was the morning).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew something was not right yesterday when he didn't squeal when seeing his breakfast.  His appetite was gone for the day which is not like him.  This morning he was back to his self when he saw his toast w/peanut butter - screaming with delight.  It makes me smile every morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know...it's all part of having kids and it comes along with the unbelievable blessing of being a parent.  In my head I can hear the veterans saying....&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ah, I've been there!&lt;/span&gt;  I'm not looking for sympathy.  I can just now add it to my list of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ah, I've been there.&lt;/span&gt;  And I don't care to be there again anytime soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330770424656198483-4295402232005343568?l=tarafollett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/feeds/4295402232005343568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330770424656198483&amp;postID=4295402232005343568' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/4295402232005343568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/4295402232005343568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/2008/10/survived.html' title='Survived'/><author><name>Tara Follett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15129457411671339441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlfOkybf5I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/bZslxEDPsbw/S220/DSC_1094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330770424656198483.post-7865816848032082672</id><published>2008-10-27T22:04:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T22:07:43.883-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Naughty</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SQZzsrSAtuI/AAAAAAAAAew/F-Kxtuk6_vM/s1600-h/PA250184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SQZzsrSAtuI/AAAAAAAAAew/F-Kxtuk6_vM/s400/PA250184.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262020425998710498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Need I say more?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330770424656198483-7865816848032082672?l=tarafollett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/feeds/7865816848032082672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330770424656198483&amp;postID=7865816848032082672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/7865816848032082672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/7865816848032082672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/2008/10/naughty.html' title='Naughty'/><author><name>Tara Follett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15129457411671339441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlfOkybf5I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/bZslxEDPsbw/S220/DSC_1094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SQZzsrSAtuI/AAAAAAAAAew/F-Kxtuk6_vM/s72-c/PA250184.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330770424656198483.post-688627428116103005</id><published>2008-10-27T21:47:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T22:04:42.199-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SQZwkJzw5mI/AAAAAAAAAeo/DdigsBgoWYA/s1600-h/PA250180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SQZwkJzw5mI/AAAAAAAAAeo/DdigsBgoWYA/s400/PA250180.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262016981039638114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SQZwjtzY-GI/AAAAAAAAAeg/egsj3c66pqg/s1600-h/PA250172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SQZwjtzY-GI/AAAAAAAAAeg/egsj3c66pqg/s400/PA250172.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262016973521877090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SQZwii7nvjI/AAAAAAAAAeY/2vNAwOJ89fc/s1600-h/PA250169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SQZwii7nvjI/AAAAAAAAAeY/2vNAwOJ89fc/s400/PA250169.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262016953423740466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SQZwiSII5lI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/vRvGxxLdX7Q/s1600-h/PA250161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SQZwiSII5lI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/vRvGxxLdX7Q/s400/PA250161.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262016948912842322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Despite the on off rain and high winds, we found some open windows of sunshine to get outside!  I know that this weather is a precursor of what's to come and we wanted to get outside while we could.  Apparently we weren't the only ones who wanted to be outside.  Mt. Pisgah's new boardwalk was filled with people on Sunday afternoon.  Of course, what is a good hike without pronto pups to finish it off?  I opted out of the corn dog and Jake and I shared a pickle on a stick. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jake is now walking everywhere and he thinks he's the big man on campus.  He now loves to play a little hide and seek.  He goes in the other room and we sneak up on him.  He screams and throws his hands up in the air and runs into the next room.  The process is then repeated and more intensified.  He makes us laugh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330770424656198483-688627428116103005?l=tarafollett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/feeds/688627428116103005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330770424656198483&amp;postID=688627428116103005' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/688627428116103005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/688627428116103005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/2008/10/sunday.html' title='Sunday'/><author><name>Tara Follett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15129457411671339441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlfOkybf5I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/bZslxEDPsbw/S220/DSC_1094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SQZwkJzw5mI/AAAAAAAAAeo/DdigsBgoWYA/s72-c/PA250180.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330770424656198483.post-4205871795890804882</id><published>2008-10-14T21:13:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T21:27:25.298-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mt. Pisgah</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SPVGmZLVQgI/AAAAAAAAAeE/kP8SK2d147k/s1600-h/large_pisgah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SPVGmZLVQgI/AAAAAAAAAeE/kP8SK2d147k/s400/large_pisgah.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257185765432312322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Monday night, we planned on soaking up the last bit of blissful weather and walking the pier at Holland State Park.  We detoured and decided to climb the new boardwalk up Mt. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Pisgah&lt;/span&gt;.  The new project was just completed last Saturday and is surely to be a popular spot in Holland.  Of course we forgot our camera in the car.  We plan to go back in about a week when the colors have peaked.  It's also an added workout if you strap Jake in a backpack on!  I can't wait to take my Dad out there.  He climbs Rosy Mound in Grand Haven with some guys from work every day during the week.  His legs are made of steel and he could definitely out climb me on any given day.  So Dad...maybe I've found my new found challenge - to beat you! Watch out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330770424656198483-4205871795890804882?l=tarafollett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/feeds/4205871795890804882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330770424656198483&amp;postID=4205871795890804882' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/4205871795890804882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/4205871795890804882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/2008/10/mt-pisgah.html' title='Mt. Pisgah'/><author><name>Tara Follett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15129457411671339441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlfOkybf5I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/bZslxEDPsbw/S220/DSC_1094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SPVGmZLVQgI/AAAAAAAAAeE/kP8SK2d147k/s72-c/large_pisgah.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330770424656198483.post-4451940290959330814</id><published>2008-10-05T21:24:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T21:40:48.142-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SOlqDH2Iz2I/AAAAAAAAAWA/5MTNTt0fVdA/s1600-h/PA020094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SOlqDH2Iz2I/AAAAAAAAAWA/5MTNTt0fVdA/s400/PA020094.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253847042182664034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SOlqDfGuHhI/AAAAAAAAAWI/OqMazY-po9E/s1600-h/PA030103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SOlqDfGuHhI/AAAAAAAAAWI/OqMazY-po9E/s400/PA030103.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253847048426233362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SOlqDlb4ugI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/J_OlrES_Ogs/s1600-h/PA030116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SOlqDlb4ugI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/J_OlrES_Ogs/s400/PA030116.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253847050125621762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SOlqEJ8I6aI/AAAAAAAAAWY/Jd3N0DEgueU/s1600-h/PA020080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SOlqEJ8I6aI/AAAAAAAAAWY/Jd3N0DEgueU/s400/PA020080.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253847059924576674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jake got to see his cousins this weekend.  He was surrounded by girls!  We had such a good time.  We spent yesterday at Post Family Farms in Hudsonville.  We had a hayride out to the pumpkin patch (stopping at the corn maze on the way - thanks for leading the way Sydnee).  Another highlight was the fresh made donuts.  YUM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the last picture.  These goats stand at the top of this wooden structure waiting for food to be cranked up.  Kids can fill the tin cans w/food and turn a handle and watch their food climb it's way up to the awaiting goats.  The amazing thing is the small planks that connect the platforms that these goats walk on.  I would've paid for the $6 wristband just to see this debut.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330770424656198483-4451940290959330814?l=tarafollett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/feeds/4451940290959330814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330770424656198483&amp;postID=4451940290959330814' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/4451940290959330814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/4451940290959330814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/2008/10/fall.html' title='Fall'/><author><name>Tara Follett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15129457411671339441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlfOkybf5I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/bZslxEDPsbw/S220/DSC_1094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SOlqDH2Iz2I/AAAAAAAAAWA/5MTNTt0fVdA/s72-c/PA020094.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330770424656198483.post-6933673330181485002</id><published>2008-10-02T22:04:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T22:05:59.181-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bundle Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SOV98dqV2fI/AAAAAAAAAV4/CW2lXC63ZAg/s1600-h/P9300075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SOV98dqV2fI/AAAAAAAAAV4/CW2lXC63ZAg/s400/P9300075.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252743018105395698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jake and I went for an early morning walk this morning. I always think he looks so old when he wears a hat. As much as I love summer, I really do look forward to putting the hoodies on and snuggling under a blanket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad I went for this exercise jaunt this morning. The day brought forth some unplanned emotions. A 7th grade boy from Harbor Lights was killed on the way to school today riding his bike on Riley Street. There were a lot of tears in the school today. Please pray for these students, teachers, and the family of this boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following the lunchrooms, I met with a former middle school student of mine. She is the coolest girl who has had a lot of heartache in life. She told me today that there is not a day that goes by in her life that she doesn't think of her Dad that ran out on their family several years ago. The upside of this conversation was that she loves Jesus and knows that God is her ultimate Dad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I have days like these it makes me hold Jake a little closer and be thankful a little more!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330770424656198483-6933673330181485002?l=tarafollett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/feeds/6933673330181485002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330770424656198483&amp;postID=6933673330181485002' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/6933673330181485002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/6933673330181485002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/2008/10/bundle-up.html' title='Bundle Up'/><author><name>Tara Follett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15129457411671339441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlfOkybf5I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/bZslxEDPsbw/S220/DSC_1094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SOV98dqV2fI/AAAAAAAAAV4/CW2lXC63ZAg/s72-c/P9300075.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330770424656198483.post-1257992894924188312</id><published>2008-09-30T20:10:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T20:28:28.292-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Coffee anyone?</title><content type='html'>So this morning Jake started our day at 5:30 a.m.  He was particularly rambunctious today.  Into EVERYTHING!  He's obsessed with pushing the buttons on our T.V.  We've tried all tactics to get him to stop.  If the bathroom doors are left open he lifts the toilet seat and has splash time.  On a daily basis he eats as if he's been deprived of food and Caveman comes to mind.  Trying to get ready in the morning is not getting any easier.  The final straw this morning was when I was writing a check and turned around to see my son standing at the kitchen trash can, face covered in coffee grounds.  Yes, his fists were full and he was chewing awkwardly and making faces.  I screamed and scooped him up while trying to do damage control.  My Mom watched him today and she said that trying to change his diaper was like wrestling an alligator.  I told her that it might be the coffee he had this morning!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330770424656198483-1257992894924188312?l=tarafollett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/feeds/1257992894924188312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330770424656198483&amp;postID=1257992894924188312' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/1257992894924188312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/1257992894924188312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/2008/09/coffee-anyone.html' title='Coffee anyone?'/><author><name>Tara Follett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15129457411671339441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlfOkybf5I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/bZslxEDPsbw/S220/DSC_1094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330770424656198483.post-8347488451616080247</id><published>2008-09-21T20:40:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T20:55:14.421-04:00</updated><title type='text'>This past week</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;On Tuesday Jake got his first official haircut.  The curls are gone!  He did pretty well.  He now looks like a little boy and the baby stage is officially over.  Of course I didn't have my camera.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I continued on my diet but last night Scott and I went to G.R. and I caved on every account -  appetizers, dinner, and dessert.  Tomorrow is a new day.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We got new phones on Saturday.  No more NEXTEL!  As much as we wanted the iPhones we decided we can settle for the Sprint Instincts (a knock-off of the iPhone).  So far, we're having a lot of fun with them!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jake got his halloween costume from Aunt Kate.  Looks like he'll be a monkey this year.  It's appropriate because he loves bananas.  He eats one everyday.  I can't wait for Halloween.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We attempted to take Jake's pacifier away this weekend.  It wasn't very well thought out though because he was staying at Grandma and Grandpa's house on Saturday and we weren't going to make them go through this.  Maybe we'll try again later this week.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Scott turned 32 on Wednesday.  We went out for dinner with family and a couple friends to celebrate his birthday! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330770424656198483-8347488451616080247?l=tarafollett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/feeds/8347488451616080247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330770424656198483&amp;postID=8347488451616080247' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/8347488451616080247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/8347488451616080247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/2008/09/this-past-week.html' title='This past week'/><author><name>Tara Follett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15129457411671339441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlfOkybf5I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/bZslxEDPsbw/S220/DSC_1094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330770424656198483.post-6100784319078697564</id><published>2008-09-07T20:54:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T21:36:35.602-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fair</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SMR4oS1uJNI/AAAAAAAAAUE/iJ5myH_W_OA/s1600-h/P9050026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SMR4oS1uJNI/AAAAAAAAAUE/iJ5myH_W_OA/s320/P9050026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243448499813360850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SMR4omHum8I/AAAAAAAAAUM/1RhON-t_Al0/s1600-h/P9050027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SMR4omHum8I/AAAAAAAAAUM/1RhON-t_Al0/s320/P9050027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243448504989162434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SMR4o4AoUCI/AAAAAAAAAUU/DgNewebGWDs/s1600-h/P9050036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SMR4o4AoUCI/AAAAAAAAAUU/DgNewebGWDs/s320/P9050036.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243448509791227938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had such a fun day today.  Grandma and Grandpa picked us up this morning after church and we headed to the Allegan County Fair.  We toured the animal barns, had lunch, and people watched (enough said).  Scott and Grandpa got suckered into paying $1 to see a 75 lb. rat.  To their disappointment it didn't look like a rat at all.  It appeared to be a giant rodent resembling a hamster.  For some reason my favorite barn is the cows.  I think their cute for some reason when they're all cleaned up and shiny.  I like the light brown ones with a block head and wrinkled neck.  As much as I love them, I felt zero guilt for eating a fat burger the night before.  My least favorite are the chickens.  I have a secret fear of the Asian bird flu.  After strolling through the aisles of these cluckers,  I do get disgusted by eating a chicken breast.  Jake was very intrigued by it all.  He fell asleep in the car before we even got out of the parking lot (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;o.k... the parking field&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330770424656198483-6100784319078697564?l=tarafollett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/feeds/6100784319078697564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330770424656198483&amp;postID=6100784319078697564' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/6100784319078697564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/6100784319078697564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/2008/09/fair.html' title='Fair'/><author><name>Tara Follett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15129457411671339441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlfOkybf5I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/bZslxEDPsbw/S220/DSC_1094.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/SMR4oS1uJNI/AAAAAAAAAUE/iJ5myH_W_OA/s72-c/P9050026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-330770424656198483.post-1385079597659078193</id><published>2008-09-06T14:04:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T14:04:58.937-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Weekend Home</title><content type='html'>It's good to be at home this weekend. Finally a Saturday that we could go to the Farmer's market and casually walk downtown without being in a hurry. Scott played golf this morning and Kate and I ventured out this mid-day. Apparently there were hundreds of other people who also had the same idea. We bought tomatoes, peppers, onions, apples, and peaches. The tomatoes were huge. My favorite thing to eat these days is a piece of toast w/mayo and salted tomato slices. If I had the motivation I'd make some bacon also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's good to slow down and love up this weather!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/330770424656198483-1385079597659078193?l=tarafollett.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/feeds/1385079597659078193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=330770424656198483&amp;postID=1385079597659078193' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/1385079597659078193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/330770424656198483/posts/default/1385079597659078193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tarafollett.blogspot.com/2008/09/weekend-home.html' title='A Weekend Home'/><author><name>Tara Follett</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15129457411671339441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tf2WrjQNePc/TRlfOkybf5I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/bZslxEDPsbw/S220/DSC_1094.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
